From Under One Person: Sincere Journey Through the Heavens

"Ouch! It hurts! Stop reading! Stop reading!"

Bai Yuekui wasn't going to tolerate this "peacock." He recited the six-syllable mantra taught by Jiang Liu, causing it to beg for mercy incessantly, showing absolutely no backbone...

Chapter 1317 Not cut out to be a king

In the blink of an eye.

Nearly two years have passed quietly.

Chaos arose in the Sichuan region because few of the more than 80,000 people wanted to honestly do business or make a living. At first, things were fine, but as time went on, even though they dared not cause trouble openly because of the supernatural abilities of Wugensheng and others, they secretly bullied men and women and refused to pay their debts.

Even though Wugensheng was determined to make an example of someone, it still didn't have much effect.

Just like Zhu Yuanzhang of the Ming Dynasty, who killed countless corrupt officials and made them fearful, yet they still continued to be corrupt.

why?

Human nature is selfish.

Even with the Jiangliu Confucian Association making all its bills public, these issues cannot be completely avoided. The inspection system needs to be continuously improved for oversight.

But what about the Seven Saints Gathering?

Apart from Wugensheng, Gaogen, Zhang Dong, Feng Tianyang, Wei Shufen, Zhao Pingshan, and Zhao Tianhai, the rest of them were either members of the Quanxing sect, warlords, or bandits and thieves.

They were to rob and plunder—

can.

They were to be ordered to march and fight—

reluctantly.

Asking them to do business peacefully is like asking monkeys to meditate—

Delusion.

Before this matter was resolved, Wugensheng received another order from the Commander-in-Chief to suppress the local Gong faction.

Suppressing the Gong faction?

court death!

Wugensheng naturally did not want to confront the Confucian Association, but he also did not intend to outwardly comply while inwardly disobeying them. After all, he had an annual salary of three million silver dollars, and he could not simply do nothing.

then.

Wugensheng then posted notices in towns and cities throughout Sichuan, offering a reward for the capture of members of the Gong faction.

no doubt.

Wugensheng was merely making a statement to his superiors—I did it, as for whether or not the person was caught… the Gong faction is too cunning, and coupled with their cooperation with the Confucian Society-Nadutong, it will take some time.

Unfortunately, the subordinates were incompetent.

Rather than letting the reward fall into someone else's hands, it's better to put it in your own pocket!

Therefore, the Seven Saints Society's police station arrests people every day, and those arrested are all from the Gong faction!

Regardless of whether those people are actually members of the Gong faction, if they are, then they are! There is no other possibility!

Within a month, the entire Sichuan region was gripped by fear.

Realizing the gravity of the situation, Wugensheng immediately ordered the arrest warrant to be withdrawn, but this had already caused widespread grief among the people, and the Gong faction took this opportunity to launch an attack on the Qinling Mountains area.

The people lead the way!

The army is attacking!

In just seven days, they routed the 84,000 warlords and bandits.

Seven days later, the mountain stronghold was destroyed, and Gong sent troops to besiege the Qinling-Twenty-Four Valleys. The surrounding forests were cut down, and the surrounding slopes were dug up.

The overall atmosphere also depends on the mountains and rivers for its support.

Forests destroyed!

The underground cave has been breached!

Just as a cultivator whose Ren and Du meridians have been severed will naturally lose energy and will no longer be able to use magic to influence others.

Within the Twenty-Four Solar Terms Valley.

The army was defeated like a mountain.

Looking at the remaining two thousand or so old, weak, sick and disabled people in the valley, as well as hundreds of Yu Rong and macaques, and the Quanxing members including the seventy-two demon generals, Wugensheng couldn't help but sigh and said to the six brothers and sisters beside him, "I really am not cut out to be a king... Gentlemen, why don't we surrender?"

"I don't want to die!"

Wei Shufen refused immediately.

"How come the river can manage Yuhang so well, while our attempts to imitate it result in so many problems?"

Feng Tianyang sighed, his eyes filled with confusion.

"It's pointless to talk about this now."

Gao Gen looked at the old, weak, sick and disabled people and said to Wu Gensheng, "We cannot surrender."

If we surrender.

These people might survive.

But we are the masterminds. If we don't use any means to protect ourselves, we'll be killed if a bullet hits our heads!

I will continue to practice my principles!

"That's right, you killed an innocent person!"

Seeing Gao Gen's persistence, Wu Gensheng sighed and asked, "Brother, can we be considered good people now?"

In an instant.

Everyone was stunned.

To unite the entire sect, control bandits, and govern the region...

Which one isn't a good thing?

But how did things turn out this way?

“We may have meant well but ended up doing something wrong,” Zhao Pingshan consoled.

“We are good, but the people who carry out our orders are too selfish,” Zhao Tianhai offered as an excuse.

Wugensheng, however, looked at Zhang Dong.

Unlike the other five, Zhang Dong gazed at the neatly arranged camp outside the valley with a determined look in his eyes and said, "Seventh Brother, perhaps there was a problem with the execution by our subordinates, or perhaps we did something wrong with good intentions, but could it be related to our overambition?"

"Third brother, what do you mean?"

Feng Tian nurtured his essence and inquired about the Dao.

"Learning magic in the Lingtai Fangcun may have been a dream, but we did indeed comprehend magic far beyond what people could imagine."

Zhang Dong stared at Feng Tianyang, his tone extremely serious, "I know Jiang Liu. I don't know the process of how he established the Confucian Society, but it must have been planned. There must have been many people who died at his hands, but he always gave me a very comfortable feeling."

This feeling...

You have it too.

In short, it can be summed up in three words:

Do not deceive yourself.

Zhang Dong's gaze fell on Wu Gengsheng, "That's why I chose to become sworn brothers with you."

The implied meaning.

The fact that things have developed to this point is their responsibility. Constantly making excuses is nothing but self-deception and not the behavior expected of someone practicing spiritual cultivation.

"Perhaps it is because we have flaws in our hearts that we leave the confines of our minds."

Wugensheng laughed, then commanded, "Everyone, follow me to meet the enemy!"

By now.

Continuing further is pointless.

But they are practitioners, and even if they are wrong, they must take responsibility for their words and actions, and cannot simply surrender!

Moreover, Wugensheng had also figured something out—

As long as they put up a stubborn resistance, the Gong Sect will be unable to do anything to them and will have no choice but to ask Jiang Liu for help!

And the river flows—

I won't kill them!

in contrast.

If they surrender and give up all resistance, their lives will be wasted!

The other six were surprised by this decision. They looked at each other and said in unison, "In that case, let's go and see what kind of people the Gong faction is that wants to start a prairie fire with a single spark!"

That's how it is.

The Seven Sages led seventy-two demon generals, two thousand people, and hundreds of Yu Rong and macaques out of the valley.

"Are you coming out to surrender?"

Mr. Ren, who was in charge of the group, heard that Wugensheng had led the rest of the people out of the valley and shouted loudly while holding an iron megaphone.

But his only response was a single word.

"long!"

Wugensheng's nine orifices pulsated, and his body suddenly rose to a height of a hundred meters. With a blue face, fangs, and crimson hair, he roared fiercely, causing the wind and air to swirl and shake Mr. Ren's tens of thousands of troops to the side.

But aside from those who fainted from fright, everyone else suppressed their fear, straightened their chests, and held their guns and cannons at Wugensheng.

"Put down your weapons! Retreat three miles away!"

Seeing that Wugensheng could use such methods, just like the image of the Mingwang in the murals of Buddhist temples, Mr. Ren was also terrified, but he still made a quick decision to stabilize the morale of his troops and retreat.

Afterwards, Mr. Ren did not dare to delay and immediately contacted Nadutong in the Sichuan area to quickly send the news to the headquarters of the Yuhang Confucian Association, asking Jiang Liu to personally subdue this "Monkey King"!