Chapter 65: Suppressing Myriad Demons, Bringing Peace to the Masses

Chapter 65: Chapter 65: Suppressing Myriad Demons, Bringing Peace to the Masses

Zeng Anmin watched Qin Shoucheng confront the giant fish monster before him in the courtyard of the Observation Department.

One was a skinny old man who looked so frail he might trip over a brick after a few steps and accidentally fall to his death. The other was an extremely oppressive giant monster, whose arms alone looked as thick as water barrels. The eyes on its eerie, sinister fish face were as large as lanterns, and vertical pupils slit through them, exuding an aura of insidious, cunning danger.

The two stood in the courtyard. However... why did the fish monster look somewhat guilty?

"A Fourth Grade Great Confucian Scholar..." The fish monster slowly opened its mouth. Its voice boomed like a bell, laced with a gloomy tone. "Aren’t you supposed to be at Shuidu Academy?!"

Upon hearing this, Qin Shoucheng smiled lightly. With one hand resting behind his back, he took steady, measured steps. He walked slowly toward the fish monster, his posture relaxed and his voice leisurely.

"I have been fishing for over a decade. Every time, I return with a full load. I have never missed.

"Today, I finally caught a big one."

Hearing this, Qin Wanyue, who was standing to the side, stiffened slightly. She quickly lowered her head, pursing her lips as hard as she could. Of course, Zeng Anmin did not notice this detail. All of his attention was focused on the confrontation.

As a Sixth Grade Confucian Cultivator, he only knew the Confucian Inquiry of the Heart. He felt somewhat ashamed and wanted to observe up close how a Confucian Cultivator at the Great Confucian Scholar level fought.

"GLUG GLUG."

A fierce glint flashed through the fish monster’s lantern-sized eyes. Its body did not move, but its huge snout suddenly opened wide.

"BLUB."

A massive bubble suddenly emerged from its mouth. It was a full ten feet wide, emitting a foul, fishy stench. It slowly drifted toward Qin Shoucheng. The closer it got, the more dangerous it felt!

In the courtyard, Zeng Anmin and Qin Wanyue stood side by side, their eyes fixed on the enormous fish bubble. The hairs all over their bodies stood on end. They even felt an instinctive urge to turn and run...

"Watch closely, you two. I will only demonstrate this once," Qin Shoucheng’s leisurely voice rang out in the courtyard. It was as if he did not take the fish monster before him seriously at all.

Finally, the fish bubble was only a few feet away!

"GLUG GLUG GLUG!!"

The fish monster’s face contorted into a bizarre smile. It looked at Qin Shoucheng as if looking at a dead man.

However...

"The Saint says: A gentleman does not stand in perilous situations." Qin Shoucheng’s majestic voice rang out. His tone was solemn, rich, deafeningly clear, and extremely steady. Echoing in their ears, it felt as though it could baptize their very souls!

"BOOM!!!"

It sounded like a massive clap of thunder erupting out of thin air. An incredibly dense burst of Vast Cyan Qi flashed in his eyes. Visible to the naked eye, the majestic Vast Cyan Qi blanketed the courtyard like a cloud, forming a solid barrier in front of him.

"HISS." A piercing screech tore through the air.

The bubble, which had been pressing forward like a giant wall, instantly dissipated the moment it touched the cyan qi. It vanished into thin air, just like that, effortlessly.

"Heh." At the same time, Qin Shoucheng’s voice sounded again, "The Saint says: The aberrations of the world that harm our masses shall die!"

"HUM!!!"

As his voice fell, the majestic-looking Vast Cyan Qi began to churn violently, emitting a roaring noise like boiling water. The next moment, the energy rearranged itself. A phantom silhouette formed of cyan qi stood indifferently in the courtyard. Judging from its appearance alone, the phantom actually bore a seventy percent resemblance to Qin Shoucheng himself!!

"This..." Seeing the incredibly majestic phantom, Zeng Anmin’s face revealed a hint of bewilderment. He thought, "Wait, such a righteous phantom... is someone like Qin Shoucheng even worthy of it?"

"A Confucian Daoist Dharma Aspect," Qin Wanyue said. Her eyes rippled with awe as she looked at the god-like majestic figure standing in the courtyard. Her cherry lips parted, and she spoke in a soft yet patient voice, "It can only be condensed after stepping into the Fifth Grade of the Confucian Dao. It can be used to slay demons and eradicate evil... With this Dharma Aspect, no being of the Demon Race, monster, or evil spirit of the same Realm can withstand even a single blow!"

"Insignificant Fish Demon, face your death!!" Qin Shoucheng waved his hand lightly. The vast phantom condensed before him also slowly raised its hand in sync with his movements.

"BOOM!!!"

Looking at Qin Shoucheng alone, he seemed no different from an ordinary person. He hadn’t changed in the slightest. However, an incredibly dazzling, milky-white light suddenly erupted from the hand of the giant Dharma Aspect in the air. The light was as blinding as the midday sun!

"SUPPRESS!!"

The white light formed a massive character for "Suppress," hurtling toward the fish monster at breakneck speed!

"BANG!!"

Before the fish monster could even react, it was ruthlessly pinned down by the majestic and vast "Suppress" character pressing into its body.

"HISS."

An extremely harsh and grating sound rang out. Zeng Anmin turned his head to look. The fish monster’s body was slowly being corroded by the white light. Plumes of black aura billowed from the monster into the sky.

"SCREECH! SCREECH! SCREECH!"

The fish monster shrieked desperately, its knotted, muscular limbs thrashing about with all its might. But... it couldn’t even move an inch!! It could only watch helplessly as its own body was ground down bit by bit by the white "Suppress" character, turning into black smoke and dissipating into the world.

The shrieks of the Demon Race were truly awful to hear. The fish monster’s agonized cries made Zeng Anmin’s heart feel as though it were being scratched by a cat. It sounded like fingernails scraping against a chalkboard, making his skin crawl.

"A mere Fourth Grade Fish Demon dares to cause trouble in my Holy Dynasty?"

At this moment, the phantom in the sky vanished. Qin Shoucheng walked calmly toward the fish monster. The monster’s body was still immobilized, crushed beneath the massive character as it stared helplessly at its waning form...

Zeng Anmin felt as if a lifetime had passed. Was everything that had just happened really done by Qin Shoucheng?!! He stared blankly at the older man. ℴ

"What grade... is your father?!" Zeng Anmin felt his throat go somewhat hoarse as he asked this.

Qin Wanyue pursed her lips and smiled. "A Fourth Grade Great Confucian Scholar."

Zeng Anmin was completely baffled. He thought, "Fourth Grade? Wait... This fish monster was also in the Fourth Grade... How could the difference in combat power be so massive?? It was an instant kill!! Given this situation, it wouldn’t even be surprising if a Fourth Grade Confucian Cultivator killed a Third Grade Great Demon..."

For the first time, he felt an incredibly strong conviction in the might of the Confucian Dao.

"The Confucian Saint once said: All of our Confucian Cultivators shall vow to suppress all demons, in order to pacify the masses," Qin Shoucheng’s leisurely voice echoed slowly in their ears as he stood with his back to them.

This phrase carried profound meaning. A thoughtful gleam flickered in Zeng Anmin’s eyes. Simply put, the path of the Confucian Dao sacrificed the physical strength of one’s own body, but what it gained in exchange was...

Zeng Anmin looked at the Demon King on the ground. It lay there, hovering between life and death, having barely even launched an attack. He buried the deep shock in his heart, an extremely longing look appearing on his face as he thought, "The Confucian Dao!! I want it!! This is the true Confucian School! Seeking not immortality, but only to suppress evil, only to pacify the masses!!"

"Mmm~"

From inside the house came Hu Zi’s sleep-dazed voice, "Hungry... I’m hungry..."

Zeng Anmin took a deep breath. He looked gravely toward the house, coughed, and said, "Father, your son has a matter to discuss with you."