Invasion Myth: Starting with the Schoolteacher

Chapter 723 Meritorious Service to the Human Race

As one's spirituality rises, one's vision becomes increasingly clear.

Xu Xuan is seeing more and more causes and effects—but at the same time, the chances of being seen are also increasing!

The phantoms of demons and monsters appeared all around, including the evil smile of the Sixth Heaven Demon King, the cold and gloomy gaze of the Lord of the Netherworld Back Yin Mountain, and the lingering resentments of many ancient gods and ghosts, all drawn by his karmic source and eager to make their move.

Although it is just a projection, interfering with the world has become instinctive.

Some beings can be corrupted simply by knowing their names or seeing their images; this is the concept of evil gods.

The high spirituality of the white lotus makes it the best vessel, even though its human scent might make ghosts and spirits uneasy.

But greedy desires are uncontrollable.

However, just as these evil spirits were about to approach—

"boom--!"

The figure who stepped down from the elephant chariot merely raised his hand in a gesture of pressure, yet his aura was as overwhelming as Mount Buzhou!
In an instant, the howls of thousands of ghosts ceased abruptly, the evil shadow of the Sixth Heavenly Demon King dissipated, the Lord of the Netherworld Back Yin Mountain groaned and retreated, and the remaining remnants of gods and ghosts melted away instantly like snow meeting the blazing sun!

The ghosts and spirits who hadn't made a move immediately squatted obediently in the void, listening attentively to the music; the human world was too terrifying.

Xu Xuan was startled, suddenly recalling the line from the Classic of Mountains and Seas: "The hill of Xuanyuan, its blood is black and yellow."

At this moment, he finally understood what the sharp edge that had protected humanity for thousands of years truly meant!

No wonder he dared to compose music on Mount Tai and invite many of his defeated rivals to come and "appreciate" it!
He was truly the Yellow Emperor, the king of men, renowned for his legends of war and slaughter!
Those deep, starry eyes slowly turned, and when they landed on Xu Xuan, they seemed to light up slightly, as if they had seen through his true nature and witnessed his many contributions to the human race.

Although this human youth is entangled with countless blood feuds—human, demon, and underworld spirits, numbering in the millions—he also bears immense karmic burdens: the Heavenly Dao, the Underworld, the Jiangnan cultural lineage, the water veins, the demonic path, the dragon race, Buddhism, and the dynastic change.
In ancient times, this kind of thing was called—merit!
It was an unparalleled achievement! A legend worthy of being sung among many tribes.

So after a brief silence, the Yellow Emperor slowly spoke, his voice like a resounding bell, shaking the very soul—

"You're fine."

These three simple words carry immense weight and profound emotion.

How could I not be happy to see such outstanding juniors?

Xu Xuan took a deep breath and accepted it calmly.

He certainly deserves this praise!

Although our methods are a bit unorthodox and our morals are a bit flexible, our original intentions have never changed.

Before the echoes of the Yellow Emperor's praise had faded, the Holy Father suddenly shuddered—his blood boiled!
This is not a metaphor, but a real, physical boiling!
A more powerful blood, imbued with the aura of antiquity, was born within its heart.

The White Lotus Descent Scripture contains the power of the Dragon Gate, but this power is specifically used for the soul.

However, after the human leaders recognized this, the concept of breaking free from constraints also applied to the physical body.

Thump thump!! Thump thump!!
The heart is contracting, squeezing, and beating, pumping new blood throughout the body.

The physical bodies of cultivators at the third realm are already gradually becoming abnormal, and now they are constantly climbing higher.

A true hexagonal warrior is taking shape.

"Splash splash splash splash~~~~"

A roar like a surging river echoed through his veins, and his fair skin and jade bones creaked and groaned, as if every inch of his flesh and blood was undergoing some kind of terrifying transformation.

Vital energy erupts like a volcano!
The Qi and blood burn like the blazing sun!
Xu Xuan's physical cultivation originally relied mainly on the foundation reshaped by immortal herbs and the blessing of Buddhist techniques, but at this moment, an unprecedented and powerful force erupted from the depths of his bloodline!
"This is... a blessing from the King?!" He suddenly recalled the records in the Yellow Emperor's Inner Classic—

"Blood is the essence of spirit. When blood vessels are healthy and flowing, the spirit resides."

At this moment, his blood and energy are undergoing a fundamental sublimation!

"boom--!"

The intensely hot energy surged through his body, causing his skin to glow with a reddish-gold light, and the surrounding air to distort from the heat.

He vaguely possessed the aura of a physical saint, and overall, he was no less impressive than an ordinary demon race powerhouse.

With eyes closed and looking inward, one could see the blood vessels within the body flowing like a river, each drop of blood containing terrifying vitality and power, even faintly glowing with a pale golden light.

As the boiling blood and qi within him gradually calmed down, Xu Xuan looked up at that imposing figure again, his heart filled with reverence.

That's why the Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors are said to be the most outstanding leaders of the human race.
That skill! That composure! That vision! Absolutely brilliant!

His mind raced with thoughts.

From this day forward, I, Old Xu, will offer incense day and night. I've decided to worship at this big shot's temple!

Of course, though he thought about it, his body still bowed respectfully, his posture extremely courteous.

In the world of martial arts, what matters most is "courtesy".

However, before he could seize the opportunity to establish a connection, his vision suddenly blurred, his spiritual awareness receded like a tide, and his eyesight gradually became indistinct.

No~~~ I haven't established a connection with my ancestors yet~~~ Let's wait a little longer, even just to say a single word~~~
It felt like I had fallen from an infinite height, but in the end, I returned to reality.

Professor Shi's fingertips had already stopped on the strings, and the last note quietly faded away.

"Qingjiao" has come to an end.

Xu Xuan was then surprised to realize that he had unknowingly listened to the entire Holy Emperor's Song!

The illusory figures of ghosts and gods around them dissipated like smoke, and the manifested figures of cause and effect—the Yellow Emperor, Ksitigarbha, Guanyin, the Old Mother of Lishan… also disappeared into the void one by one.

The world returned to silence, with only the mountain breeze gently blowing, as if everything that had just happened was a dream.

But Xu Xuan knew that he was no longer the same as before!
This powerful physical strength is almost enough to shatter the void, and with the slightest thought, it can ignite a blood-and-blood smoke.

It is comparable to the result of a human martial arts master's half a lifetime of hard work.

Evolution complete! Now I am Super Xu Xuan!
Of course, the cause and effect are now on a deeper level!
Xu Xuan took a deep breath and solemnly cupped his hands in greeting:
"Having heard this song, I have no regrets in this life."

Professor Shi let out a long sigh of relief, feeling completely refreshed and clear-headed like never before. Even his once-aged body seemed to be rejuvenated, his finger joints were no longer stiff, and even his white hair had a few strands of black showing through.

Looking down at the guqin in his arms, he realized that the demonic and malevolent aura he had picked up in Yunmengze had been completely washed away by Qingjiao. Even the flamboyant light pollution had been greatly subdued, and the guqin exuded a simple and ancient charm.

"What a beautiful instrument! What a wonderful piece of music!"

Satisfied, he stroked the instrument, looking up to share his joy with Xu Xuan, only to meet a pair of eyes burning with an almost terrifying intensity—

Someone was staring intently at him, their gaze so intense it seemed they wanted to devour him alive!

Professor Shi felt a chill run down his spine and almost fell off the stone platform: "Han...Hanwen? What kind of look is that?"

(End of this chapter)