I meet all the requirements for becoming a god in this world!

Zhang Hong stood on the courtyard wall, motionless.

His gaze fell on the lying corpse.

Looked for a long time.

Then, he raised his head and looked at Cheng Laiyun.

That gaze.

There was no anger, no grief, only one thing—

Absolute indifference.

It's like watching an ant.

"Very good."

Then, Zhang Hong's expression remained unchanged.

But everyone could sense that he was angry.

It was just a slight raising of the hand.

The world has changed.

The surrounding air began to distort, the moonlight began to sway, and the ground began to tremble.

An invisible force surged from all directions, like countless hands, trying to tear Cheng Laiyun apart, crush him, and turn him into dust.

His bones were cracking.

His veins were throbbing.

His consciousness was fading.

This is a simple fifth-rank item.

This is a Confucian scholar with supernatural powers!

This is the lord of Qingzhou appointed by the sage.

but……

Inside the colossus, Cheng Laiyun squinted his eyes.

His gaze fell on the "Dharma of Heaven and Earth" in the [Patriarch's Illustrated Record] in his sea of ​​consciousness.

Just as he was preparing to unleash his trump card and fight to the death.

"Whoosh—Bang!"

A brilliant burst of light shot into the sky from beside Xu Jiayin, exploding in the night sky and transforming into a bright firework.

A distress signal from the Mohist disciples.

The fireworks were huge and bright, illuminating half of Qingzhou City.

"Feng Changjin?"

Zhang Hong's voice remained calm:

"Do you think he can stop me?"

…………

Tiangong Institute.

In the quiet room, a divine light emanates.

Feng Changjin stood respectfully in front of the mirror, with eight mechanical arms quietly retracting behind her.

In the aerial image, an old face was reflected.

The Second Elder sat by the pond, clutching a dark fishing rod in his hand. Water was still dripping from the tip of the rod, indicating that he had just been brought over from the fishing spot.

"Not yet?" The Second Elder frowned and put the fishing rod aside.

"How long has it been since you asked me to transfer that kid to our lineage?"

Feng Changjin smiled bitterly:

"That boy is unyielding to both soft and hard approaches, what can this disciple do?"

The second elder puffed out his beard and glared:

"Just tell them that our lineage has abundant resources and sufficient cultivation techniques..."

"Besides, all of Junior Sister Xu's disciples are female. It's so inconvenient for a grown man like him to be alone here!"

"Isn't that reason enough?"

Feng Changjin's lips twitched, but she didn't dare to reply.

Just then.

A gentle, smiling voice suddenly rang out:

"My senior brother has really gone to great lengths for my disciple..."

The second elder's hand jerked violently, and he almost ripped his own beard off.

Behind Feng Changjin.

A beautiful figure suddenly appeared out of nowhere.

Her flowing, azure-blue wide-sleeved fairy-like skirt trailed on the ground, with a light-colored silk sash tied around her waist.

Her jet-black hair was loosely tied up with a jade hairpin, with a few strands hanging down her neck.

That face, as beautiful as a peach blossom yet dignified and peaceful, was now standing beside Feng Changjin, looking at the Second Elder in the shadows, with a half-smile on her face.

Xu Miaozhen!

The four elders of the Mo Sect.

Cheng Laiyun and Xu Jiayin's master.

The Second Elder's old face was a little red, and his expression was somewhat stiff.

He coughed lightly, forcing himself to remain composed, and stroked his beard as he said:

"Junior Sister Xu, you've arrived in Qingzhou already?"

"Just arrived today."

Xu Miaozhen nodded slightly to Feng Changjin:

"Junior Brother Feng, it's been a long time."

Feng Changjin quickly bowed and greeted him, her posture even more respectful than when she had addressed the Second Elder:

"Disciple Feng Changjin greets Martial Uncle Xu."

Fourth grade ink repair.

The true top combat force among the elders of the Mo Sect.

The status of a fourth-rank transcendent being in the entire Great Yuan Dynasty is self-evident.

Xu Miaozhen waved her hand, her gaze returning to the Second Elder's face in the projection, her smile deepening.

"I just heard from my senior brother that Cheng Laiyun is 'inconvenient' staying under my tutelage? He wants him to transfer to your lineage?"

"Uh... just saying, don't take it seriously, cough cough."

The elder's expression froze, and the fishing rod in his hand seemed to droop slightly...

Xu Miaozhen covered her mouth and chuckled, about to say something,

Suddenly, a sharp whooshing sound came from outside the window.

Immediately afterwards, with a muffled "bang," a brilliant burst of fire exploded in the night sky, illuminating half the heavens.

All three of them turned their gazes to the window at the same time.

The firelight condensed in the air into a dark lotus flower, its petals edged with a ghostly blue light, making it particularly dazzling in the night.

The Mo Sect sends out a distress signal with fireworks.

Xu Miaozhen frowned.

Feng Changjin's expression changed drastically: "That's... Junior Sister Xu?!"

Xu Miaozhen did not speak.

She simply stared at the night sky outside the window, at the blue lotus flower that was slowly fading away.

Then, she turned around.

Her sky-blue skirt fluttered in the night wind, her jet-black hair was blown about, and a few strands of black hair brushed against her face, which was as beautiful as a peach blossom.

She didn't turn around, only leaving behind one sentence:

"I guess I came at the right time."

Before he finished speaking, he was already ten feet away.

In another flash, it disappeared into the night.

……

The Wu Family Courtyard.

Cheng Laiyun's fist was still hanging in mid-air.

Zhang Lai's body lay motionless on the ground, blood slowly seeping from beneath him into the cracks of the blue bricks.

Zhang Hong stood on the courtyard wall, looking down at everything from his elevated position:

"die!"

A vast and righteous aura surged forth from his body!

It transformed into a giant hand and grabbed at this place!

They were both fifth-rank Confucian scholars.

Compared to Zhang Hong, Wei Xianjun, the magistrate of Yong'an County, was like an ant...

The giant hand enveloped the colossus.

"Click-clack..."

The dark golden light on the colossus flickered wildly, yet it still couldn't stop dimming.

Xu Jiayin was already lying on the ground, the tentacles of the flying torch had completely fallen down, and she bit her lip tightly to keep herself from screaming.

Qi Dazhuang had already fainted.

The constables didn't even utter a sound before being pressed unconscious and lying on the ground.

Zhang Hong's hand slowly pressed down.

Cheng Laiyun's body was under the pressure of the giant hand.

His waist bent higher and higher, and his knees got closer and closer to the ground...

It's no use... If this Dharma of Heaven and Earth cannot be opened, it's truly no use.

Cheng Laiyun gritted his teeth and took a deep breath.

As for whether our hand will be revealed.

Compared to life, it's nothing!

Fuck!

The law of heaven and earth, open up for me... huh?

Cheng Laiyun suddenly paused.

I raised my head and looked towards the horizon.

There, a small black dot gradually grew larger.

"Chirp!!"

A sudden whooshing sound rang out!

A figure of emerald blue sky descended from the heavens like a thunderbolt, crashing directly in front of Cheng Laiyun!

"Bang!!!"

A huge crater was blown open in the ground, and dust flew everywhere!

A fair hand reached out and rested firmly on Cheng Laiyun's lower back.

Xu Miaozhen stood in the pit, her sky-blue Liuxian skirt fluttering in the night wind.

The silk sash around her waist fluttered, and her long black hair cascaded down, making her beautiful face, as lovely as a peach blossom, appear even more sharp.

An indescribable gentle aura emanated from her.

It collided violently with Zhang Hong's mountain-like pressure in the air!

"BOOM!!!"

The entire courtyard was shaking!

An invisible shockwave swept outwards from the two people, cracking the courtyard walls, breaking peach trees, and sending the unconscious constables rolling on the ground!

Xu Miaozhen's skirt remained completely still.

She raised her head, revealing a face as beautiful as a peach blossom, dignified and serene.