Invasion Myth: Starting with the Schoolteacher

Chapter 983 Another Earthquake in the North
Xu Xuan appeared in public several times, always using the alias "Great Compassionate Dharma King," making it impossible for ordinary people to distinguish the real from the fake.

With the arrangements made, everyone immediately got to work.

Thus, the first small-scale "team building" activity of the Baoantang faction in the north, after successfully performing the ritual to deliver Chen Sheng to the afterlife, ended in a spectacular fashion and came to a perfect conclusion.

All that remains is a mess, the Jixian magistrate who, though not dead, is already considered dead, and the turbulent situation in the north that is about to unfold due to this upheaval.

The astonishing phenomenon of the sun appearing day and night in Dazexiang, accompanied by the unique and domineering fluctuations of the sun's power, was like a boulder thrown into a calm lake, with ripples spreading rapidly, almost alarming the entire cultivation world that was qualified to perceive this level of existence.

Bottom of the Yangtze River.

The dragon lord, who loved to watch the spectacle, "saw" through the endless waters and space the fleeting yet incredibly clear power of the great sun in the north.

Satisfied nodded.

Although the matter concerning Xu Bailian is shrouded in mystery and entangled in karma, making it inconvenient to calculate and deduce, it is undoubtedly him who caused this commotion.

Sure enough, she's still as energetic and energetic as ever.

Could it be that this time they've returned from trespassing into the deepest part of the underworld, the Wojiao Mountain?
And it returned with so much divine sunlight and fire. Tsk, that thing is not easy to obtain. Ordinary creatures that get close to it will suffer the pain of being pierced by the blazing sun and the torment of their souls being burned.

Unexpectedly, this kid not only didn't restrain himself when he went to that chaotic place in the north, but seemed to thrive there, even developing a body made of refined metal, and daring to collect such things.

Amazing.

Thinking back to how he had given Xu Bailian several opportunities and then sent her to the Huai River, this guy went straight to the Huai River right from the start.

It seems that going to the North has actually freed him from his inner constraints, making him increasingly lawless.

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Meanwhile, on the banks of the Huai River, waves surged.

"boom!"

A column of water shot into the sky, and from the spray, a white-haired monkey clone, exuding a murderous aura, suddenly burst forth, its golden, fiery eyes fixed on the direction where the sun's rays had just been extinguished not far away.

It was initially startled and enraged, thinking someone intended to use this supremely yang power against its yin-dominant water ape clone. It scratched its ears and cheeks in fury, howling loudly:

"Hey! Which blind fool thinks they can defeat my clone with this little bit of Sun fragment power?!"

"dream!"

Of course, that's what it said, but its hairy hand unconsciously tightened its grip on the stick made of water essence and evil energy.

Clearly, he wasn't as dismissive as he appeared.

The power of fragments is indeed difficult to truly threaten the essence of this clone, but if it is the complete power of the Golden Crow, or the purer source of the Great Japanese Origin... then "burning mountains and boiling seas" is not just empty talk made up by the ancients!

Unless the chains are broken and the true form suppressed deep within the Huai River's eye is released, the water of the Huai River alone will probably not be able to withstand that level of extreme heat and will be mostly evaporated!
Thinking of this, an indescribable excitement rose within its ferocious fighting spirit, and its gaze seemed to pierce through the void, seeing the instigator.

"Xu Xuan, you bastard..."

It licked its lips, revealing sharp fangs, and its fighting spirit began to rise and burn like tangible flames.

"That's really something! Don't let me down a year from now!"

Meanwhile, inside the Yuwang Palace in the Tushan Secret Realm, a burst of unrestrained and uninhibited laughter echoed.

"Hahahaha! Did you see that? Did you see that? Isn't my little brother amazing!"

The incense burner of King Yu, dressed in ancient animal skin, walked around the hall excitedly, gesturing wildly, as if he himself were the one who had drawn upon the power of the great sun.

"They just made a one-year agreement with that mischievous monkey from the Huai River, and now they're going all out, searching the world for a way to subdue him! They really have guts! They have guts! They really appeal to me! Haha!"

He became more and more excited as he talked, and even subconsciously reached for his waist, as if he couldn't wait to pick up the sword he used to slay demons and monsters back then, rush to the Huai River and chop the monkey down to add to the excitement.

"I'm genuinely worried that my little brother won't be able to wait a year; he'll be going to beat that monkey up tomorrow! Hahahaha!"

The woman standing to the side frowned slightly as she watched her husband's excessive excitement, sensing that something was amiss.

Based on Yu Wang's previous account, the human descendant Xu Xuan seemed more like a meticulous and scheming character, not someone so... impulsive and reckless.

How did such a huge commotion suddenly occur, even triggering the power of the Great Sun?

But then I thought, those who can get along well with their own men and call each other brothers might actually be the same kind of people at heart!
……

Unlike the bustling and noisy north, the scene on the shores of Taihu Lake in Jiangnan is quite different.

Dressed in white, Bai Suzhen quietly appeared on the vast expanse of Taihu Lake. Sensing the abnormal tremors and disturbances emanating from the water elemental power at the bottom of the lake, she couldn't help but sigh softly. Her exquisite face was etched with a hint of helplessness and worry.

"This girl..." she murmured to herself.

As the Water Lord of the Three Lakes, Xiaoqing's power is closely related to the three lakes.

Her "full-force" approach in the north, even triggering forces beyond her normal range, will naturally influence the water cycle of the three lakes.

When Xiaoqing acts recklessly, the waterways of the three major lakes will become unstable.

While Bai Suzhen was thinking worriedly, she raised her jade hand, her slender fingers forming a magic seal, and her whole body exuded a vast yet gentle and powerful demonic energy.

"When the wind comes, the rain arrives, and the water element returns to its place!"

She chanted softly, displaying her supernatural power to summon wind and rain.

In an instant, clouds and mist gathered above Taihu Lake, and a light rain began to fall, each drop of spiritual rain imbued with her pure magical power landing in the lake.

Like the most skillful hands, gently smoothing the restless water veins, calming the chaotic spiritual energy, and soothing the ripples caused by Xiaoqing's violent fluctuations in power. Taihu Lake is where Xiaoqing first ascended to the position of Water Lord, and her connection with it is the deepest and closest.

Therefore, the moment the power of the great sun in the north erupted and Xiaoqing's power was violently depleted and fluctuated, Bai Suzhen immediately sensed the abnormality of Taihu Lake and rushed over to "cover" for her troublesome younger sister and stabilize the rear.

After doing all this, Bai Suzhen gazed northward, as if she could see through thousands of mountains and rivers to the wilderness where the energy storm had just subsided.

He sighed softly again, his tone tinged with both affection and a hint of reproach:
“That’s really nonsense.”

But deep in his eyes, a restless emotion was stirring that he couldn't suppress.

The various sects and families in the cultivation world reacted differently to this strange phenomenon: some were surprised and suspicious, some made calculations, and some remained silent and observed.

But this time, the most intense reaction did not come from the mountain cultivators, but from the human dynasty that was stationed in the Divine Land and bore the fate of all people.

Deep within the palace, Emperor Jin, who had just been awakened from his sleep by a frantic eunuch and hadn't even had time to properly put on his imperial robes, listened to the urgent report from the Imperial Observatory that "light is shining day and night in Dazexiang, illuminating hundreds of miles." His face turned ashen, his chest heaving violently, and finally he managed to squeeze out a single sentence through gritted teeth:
"...Is this never going to end?!"

The Golden Dragon of Fortune went mad, and he had a splitting headache.

This time, the Golden Dragon of Fortune was stable, but the celestial phenomenon of "emerging day and night" still gave him a splitting headache, and he wondered how many ambitious people would use this to their advantage.

The Golden Hall was brightly lit, but the atmosphere was oppressive.

The ministers and several members of the royal family who rushed to the scene were all pale-faced and whispering among themselves.

This phenomenon of "appearing day and night" cannot be explained by any excuses such as auspicious omens or the birth of rare treasures. In the face of deeply rooted apocryphal and prophetic theories and overwhelming public opinion, it appears pale and powerless and simply cannot be explained!
Immense pressure, like a mountain, pressed down upon us.

In the end, everyone's attention was focused on one person again—the Grand Historian.

Dragged from his residence overnight, the Grand Historian, his official hat askew, stood in the center of the hall, his heart filled with endless exhaustion and negative emotions that wished for the destruction of the world.

Last time I racked my brains and barely managed to get away with it, and now things have only been quiet for a few days?

Here comes an even more ruthless one!

If this continues, how many outrageous lies would we have to fabricate to escape this vortex and return home alive!

Out of the corner of his eye, he glanced at his colleagues and members of the royal family who, in normal times, appeared dignified but were now practically begging him to "interpret" an auspicious outcome for them, and a cold smile crept across his face.

Isn't it obvious?! The Great Jin Dynasty is doomed sooner or later!
But for the sake of his life and the lives of his entire family, he knew he had to find a way to survive.

In a flash, a brilliant idea struck me.

Following the old custom, the armillary sphere was activated, and the calculations began. The fingers flew across the paper, and incantations were chanted.

Then, naturally, his face turned ashen, and he vomited several mouthfuls of blood.

He looked swaying precariously, as if he would burn out at any moment.

"Your Majesty...Your Majesty...I...I risked my life to communicate with the heavens...and glimpsed...glimpsed a glimpse of the truth..."

He intermittently revealed his "way to survive":
First, the root of all the problems can be attributed to the poor governance of the magistrate of Ji County, which led to the rise of local resentment and triggered a celestial warning.

Secondly, and crucially, he cleverly interpreted the "country" in "dividing the country" and "the country's heroes fleeing" corresponding to "rising day and night" as not referring to the entire Jin Dynasty, but specifically to the Pei Kingdom!

It was the change in the fortunes of Pei State and the loss of virtue of the vassal king that brought about this localized ominous sign!

In this way, a great omen that could shake the foundation of the country and question the emperor's virtue was cleverly reduced to a minor matter and confined to a vassal state and its ruler!

After saying all this, the Grand Astrologer fainted and was hurriedly carried off the stage by the eunuchs for treatment.

His deathly pale face and the blood on the ground before he left were undoubtedly the best testament to his fate.

We've done our best, and this is the answer.

If you really force me to my death, who knows what the next Grand Astrologer will do to save his own life or something else, or what even more "warning" "prophecy" he will utter!

The hall was silent for a moment, then a gust of wind blew in, and the heavy atmosphere dissipated.

From the Jin Emperor sitting high on the dragon throne to the civil and military officials below who were silent as cicadas in fear, upon hearing the Grand Historian's "painstaking" explanation, they were first stunned, and then almost everyone's eyes burst with undisguised joy!
Wonderful!

High!

You, Grand Historian, are truly a damn talent!
Thus, the matter proceeded smoothly and without anyone tacitly agreeing to it.

A strongly worded imperial edict was swiftly issued, and the magistrate of Ji County was directly dismissed, investigated, and brought to the capital for trial, becoming the first sacrifice to appease the wrath of the emperor.

Immediately afterwards, another decree was also sent to Pei State, severely reprimanding King Pei Shun for his poor governance and lack of virtue, which led to the rise of local resentment and celestial warnings.

He was ordered to immediately submit a sincere confession, admitting to the world that his mistake had caused this strange phenomenon.

A crisis that could have caused upheaval in the court and even shaken the legitimacy of the imperial power was forcibly suppressed under this seemingly absurd but actually politically astute "interpretation," at least on the surface, "ending there."

Therefore, the heavy responsibility of maintaining the stability of the Nine Provinces actually fell on the shoulders of a Grand Historian who was good at lying.

Of course, this person didn't get enough rest after returning home.

When the armillary sphere was activated, I did see something, and those few mouthfuls of blood were not entirely faked.

In the south, a blinding white light rose and moved northward.

It was not the gentle light of auspiciousness, but rather a fierce and incomparably sharp light, carrying the aura of war and slaughter, soaring straight to the heavens!
I didn't dare watch any more.

So what should we write about next time?

(End of this chapter)