Invasion Myth: Starting with the Schoolteacher

Chapter 88 Guanyin can tolerate it, but Fahai cannot.

It seems like all sorts of demons and monsters have come out.

The great demon Xu by the river felt numb to the world.

This time, he shielded Scholar Shi from disaster.

According to retrospective analysis, a clam spirit escaped Dongting Lake with the treasures of the ancient Yunmeng Marsh and even married a human fisherman.

After the carp spirit learned of this, it sent the catfish general to hunt them down. In the end, both sides were injured and the county government officials took advantage of the situation.

It's just a chaotic battle among aquatic products. This "King of Busyness" isn't very bright, and he's still incredibly arrogant and lawless outside of Dongting Lake.

I really don't know how to write the word "death".

But do female fairies really enjoy dating?

Clam spirits, fox spirits, snake spirits, female ghosts. Terrifying.

Xu Xuan ultimately showed kindness.

After extracting the information, they didn't throw the troublesome king into the lotus pond of the Yisan Hospital to suppress him.

Of course, it has nothing to do with the other party being too ugly; it's just a plain-looking black carp.

The reason for not suppressing them is that the other side had eaten people.

There are very few monsters in the water who have never eaten humans. These monsters all have some background and understand the principle of avoiding karmic entanglements.

Most monsters in the food chain don't care about karma or karmic obstacles in order to survive; they have to rely on blood food to cultivate in order to avoid being eaten.

The carp king was saying something about humans killing demons and demons killing humans, and he seemed quite spirited.

Xu Xuan solemnly declared that he had no racial discrimination and therefore treated everyone equally.

Humans can be killed for their mistakes, and demons can be killed just as easily.

Say Amitabha Buddha once.

Guanyin can tolerate it, but Fahai cannot.

With a single sword strike, the head was severed, the soul shattered, the inner core extracted, and the body obliterated. Xiao Qing's demonic energy corroded the battlefield, and then the land was purified by the spontaneous combustion of butterflies. The entire process was incredibly smooth and seamless.

If this allows me to reach the Western Paradise, then I'll accept it.

On the way back, Xu Xuan was in a good mood and didn't feel anxious.

Still pondering what the treasure of the ancient Yunmeng Marsh was.

The thing that caused the deaths of three shapeshifting monsters must have been extraordinary, but having already left Yanguan County, they were too lazy to look back.

If there really is any entanglement, it will come knocking sooner or later—this is the confidence of someone burdened with karma.

Xiaoqing hesitated for a moment, but finally asked the question.

"Scholar-monk, we've encountered this twice while traveling with you, aren't you afraid?"

"Is it because it's been cursed by some evil magic? I heard that praying at a temple can remove bad luck."

Whether this guy is afraid or not, the little monster is a little scared.

She had been spiritually enlightened for 500 years, and after taking human form, she had only been alive for a few years. However, after meeting someone, life-and-death battles between cultivators began one after another.

Although it's not very dangerous, if this trend continues, one day we'll encounter some powerful demon king or a hidden demon king.

Xu Xuan almost burst out laughing.

I, Fahai, am going to a temple to get rid of bad luck.

If I told anyone, my fellow enthusiasts would laugh me to death.

"Don't worry, even though I haven't been cultivating for long, I've experienced a lot of fighting and killing, so I'm not that bad."

"When demons run rampant, the energy of heaven and earth reverses, which is called a minor calamity."

The translation is that these are all minor incidents.

Whether it's the love tribulation with your sister or the killing tribulation of Bai Lian, both involve the pinnacle of human existence, and there might even be a great calamity like the alteration of heaven and earth.

Not to mention anything far off, but in the next month, there's another battle with the underworld deity.

This battle to protect Chongqi's destiny had been brewing for nearly half a year, mobilizing the entire cultural heritage of Jiangnan.

A direct confrontation would be far more dangerous and far-reaching than open warfare.

So on the way back, it was Mr. Xu who comforted the little monster.

Upon reaching the outskirts of Qiantang County, the two parted ways once more.

"Next, we need to prepare for the Jiangnan Literary Gathering, so tutoring will be suspended."

"Also, don't play on the shore recently. Listen to your sister and cultivate yourself well at the bottom of the lake."

"Absorb these two demon cores well, and you'll be strong enough to fear nothing."

Xiaoqing looked at Xu Xuan's carefree back and felt a mix of emotions she couldn't quite describe.

What kind of mentality is needed to treat this life-or-death battle so casually?

I have a feeling this guy is going to have a tough time.

Sigh, as a good friend, I'll still help you out.

She'll go back and look for that Heart Sutra; it seems to be very useful for monks.

And let's pick out some more weapons from my sister's treasure trove; his robe is really rather unsatisfying.

It transformed into a wisp of green smoke, merging into West Lake and reaching the underwater cave.

Bai Suzhen looked up and saw two fresh demon cores that Xiaoqing was playing with in her hand.
Last time it was relics, this time it's inner elixir, what will it be next time?
With a sigh, I gave you that sword for self-defense.

"Xiaoqing, aren't you attending a student's wedding at the academy?"

After learning the whole story, he pondered for a while and calmly accepted this little story of exorcising demons.

"Sister, don't you think Xu Xuan has a problem with his luck?"

"Probably no problem."

"what?"

Bai Suzhen patted the stone bench, inviting Xiaoqing to sit down.

"Humans are a very complex race. In addition to the great calamity of heaven and earth, they will actively initiate the human calamity due to various desires."

"Some people are born as if they have a mission to resist the established history, and they will encounter all kinds of calamities, natural disasters, war, and life-threatening disasters, which will never stop until they die."

"If such a person hadn't died young, he would have become a great figure who would have been remembered in history."

"Like the great sage teacher of that sect, and Zhuge Liang, who was proficient in the art of Qimen Dunjia, they were people who defied fate."

"The closest one is the White Lotus Holy Mother, who roamed the world wanting to establish a heavenly kingdom on earth in her hometown of vacuum. It is said that she also suffered a heavenly calamity and disappeared from the world."

Xiaoqing was confused, but her talent for extracting language immediately kicked in, and she captured the key pheromones.

Zhang Jiao severed the dragon vein of the Han Dynasty and died.

Zhuge Liang died to extend the life of the Han Dynasty.

The White Lotus Holy Mother built a home in the void and died.

Although Xu Xuan didn't have time to do anything, he might still die a violent death.

I was completely shocked.

My good friend teaches diligently every day, is enthusiastic about solving students' life problems, and even tells me stories and teaches me principles.

He seems like the best of the best, but he doesn't look like he's going to do anything big. "Since I've given you these two demon cores, you should absorb and refine them properly, and don't go out again."

"The West Lake will soon host the Jiangnan Literary Gathering, a grand event for humanity. Those whose cultivation is insufficient will be harmed by the influence of fate."

"I will pass on the Heart Sutra for you."

After saying that, he waved his sleeve, and the deep blue vortex carried the struggling Xiao Qing to a secluded place.

It's obvious that the little monster's cultivation level is still far from sufficient.

She then went to a secret room, opened the stone door, and went inside.

There are many things displayed here, including divine weapons and magical treasures found over a thousand years ago, fragments of various cultivation manuals, and many strange objects whose uses are unclear.

In the center is a stone altar with half a tattered willow leaf on it, with black scorch marks resembling leaf veins.

Bai Suzhen sat cross-legged and began to slowly unseal the stone platform.

She had a slight doubt about Xu Xuan's matter.

Because it was so sudden, those who have left their mark on history have traces to follow, but this young master Xu suddenly suffered a series of calamities, which is somewhat abnormal.

Let me take a good look this time.

Chongqi Academy, behind the mountain.

If you nod slightly, it means you understand.

It's quite normal for a junior to encounter something like this. I gave him a few casual words of advice and then moved on.

As for the demons of Dongting Lake, they will take Pure Land to see what's going on someday.

If any great king were to appear, they would simply perform a ritual to release him from suffering and that would be the end of it.

Xu Xuan felt an unparalleled sense of security. With his senior brother in charge, could he perhaps be a little more high-profile in his daily life?

Three days later, all the students of the academy returned.

Qiao Feng had completely eliminated his mental fatigue, and his will was as strong as steel, though he walked with a slightly unsteady gait.

But that's alright, our fighting spirit right now is like a volcanic eruption, with extremely strong momentum.

The Jiangnan Literary Gathering is a must to make a name for ourselves.

A man who has just started a family is terrifying; he carries with him countless spiritual buffs that can strengthen his beliefs.

The other two members of the trio need no further introduction.

Upon returning to their family, they received various degrees of care and concern.

The three of them joined forces and this time they were sure to teach Zhu Erdan a lesson!
The atmosphere at Sanqi was alright.

Ning Caichen admitted that he was angry when he woke up in the carriage.

The last image in my mind wasn't of Professor Shi flying in his double-stranded suit; instead, the sky was spinning upside down.

When I opened my eyes again, I was already a rice dumpling in a sack.

Everyone at the academy said that Instructor Xu's methods were superb and flexible, and I have personally experienced it firsthand.

The fact that they even resorted to force to subdue people completely shattered my previous illusions about the teaching profession.

Then it started struggling frantically.

Ji Rui was still saying something about how Instructor Xu was alright, and that he would untie you once you got to the pleasure boat.

“Caichen, a true man should assess the situation and act accordingly. Those who understand the times are heroes.”

"Look, look, still in such a hurry."

Zao opened the sack and looked at his friend's face. He was really anxious; his face had turned pale.

Since we were already out of the city, we removed the rag that was gagging us.

A moment later, the carriage stopped by the roadside, and the sound of flowing water could be heard.

Ning, whose face was slightly flushed, sighed as she looked at her friend, who was on high alert and still clutching a rope.

"I'm not going to Guobei anymore, I'm going to the pleasure boat."

I, Ning Caichen, have never been fickle in my life. I'm just going there to keep you company.

Thus began the three of them's unique journey of exploring ancient shops.

Over the course of a few days, their relationship deepened further.

After returning to the academy, encouraged by Ji Rui, he also planned to make a name for himself in the Jiangnan Literary Society and let the world know that the academy not only had three outstanding talents, but also three extraordinary individuals!
Inside Lanruo Temple, a pale-faced scholar, pretending to be serious, is writing some romantic poems to fool the beautiful woman beside him.

It's said that a woman should look beautiful in mourning clothes, and this white dress looks incredibly alluring on her, with the occasional glimpses of skin being truly captivating.

"Miss Xiaoqian, I will come to marry you after I become famous at the Jiangnan Literary Gathering."

"I will never forget this kindness of receiving silver."

It would be even more convincing if there wasn't much lewdness in his eyes.

The woman in the white dress sneered inwardly.

They didn't even take out a gold ingot; a few silver ingots were enough to break their guard. They're really useless.

Suddenly, I felt a sense of emptiness and discomfort, as if something was drifting away from me.

What's going on here?
The scholar saw the beautiful woman in front of him with a pale face, her hand covering her chest in a gesture reminiscent of Xi Shi clutching her heart, and the sight struck him directly to the core.

They disregarded the fact that they were in a temple and insisted on engaging in sexual relations to strengthen their bond.

"Hmph, you dare call yourself a scholar?"

Xiaoqian used a handkerchief to confuse him, and he lost most of his senses. He then walked out of the room and went straight to the back of the temple.

In a grove of locust trees where the sun never shines, thousands of branches surge and emanate a chilling aura.

Several tentacles emerged from the ground, wrapped around the scholar in mid-air, and soon he turned into a dried-up corpse and fell down.

It was then pulled into the soil by layers of tree roots and became fertilizer, with nothing was wasted.

As usual, the Tree Demon Granny enjoyed this blood offering.

A voice that was neither male nor female echoed through the temple.

"This Jiangnan Literary Gathering is truly wonderful, bringing me so much high-quality nourishment, hahahahahaha."

The laughter carried far, as if it were meant for someone else.

A cold snort came from inside the temple, and then there was no further response.

Chongqi Academy.

All the students have returned, and the Jiangnan Literary Gathering has officially been put on the agenda.

The academy made very thorough preparations for this literary gathering.

Professor Gu from the Mingjing Department personally led the team, and the students made many friends among professors from mainstream disciplines, and there were no obvious conflicts with other scholars.

He is most suitable as the team leader.

Professor Sheng is an exception; it's not that he's quiet, but rather that he handled too many cases back then.

Scholars and aristocratic families were inextricably linked to the imperial court; they were practically one with it.

The Legalists advocated that one should not distinguish between relatives and strangers, nor between the noble and the lowly, but should judge everything according to the law.

So, which family doesn't have a few relatives who have been exiled or beheaded?

(End of this chapter)