Chapter 76: The Secret on Xiao Zhenger

"Hmm?"

"Is it the little guy?"

The pale blue fragment of the Divine Soul was dragged by a suction force, moving toward the very center of the Spirit Platform.

Li Xiang looked over with curiosity.

That place, he reckoned, must be where the little guy's Divine Soul resided.

He was also very curious as to why the little guy's Spirit Platform space was so vast.

It was simply inconceivable.

With a movement of his mind.

The Haoran Righteous Qi continued to move, approaching the little guy's Divine Soul.

One reason was to see if the little guy's Divine Soul had suffered any harm.

The second reason was to apply a Confucian Restriction to the little guy's Divine Soul, so that evil entities like the Demon would not be able to harm him again.

Thinking of this, Li Xiang felt a bit curious.

Su Qin had at least known to add a Protective Divine Ability to him to prevent him from dying prematurely.

Although, following Su Qin's disappearance, this ability had dissipated, it was indeed a genuine concern from his master.

Why did Uncle-Master Zhang forget to make any preparations for the little guy?

To think he could let this Demon enter the little guy's Spirit Platform so easily.

"Was it carelessness?"

"Or is there some hidden story?"

While pondering, the Haoran Righteous Qi had already approached the very center of the Spirit Platform.

In an instant, a terrifying sense of oppression came from afar.

Looking up, at the very center of the Spirit Platform, a tiny blue figure was sleeping soundly with eyes closed.

The little guy's Divine Soul was still very weak and had not grown to the point of being able to perform internal observation.

But that was not the point.

The point was, around this tiny Divine Soul, Li Xiang was startled to sense a familiar aura.

That was Haoran Righteous Qi!

Around the little guy, tens of thousands of Forbidden Restrictions made of Haoran Righteous Qi were densely packed, sealing him within like a cage.

The dense, purple-gold Haoran Righteous Qi soared into the sky, locking Xiao Zhenger inside and hooking together into an extremely formidable cover.

This was somewhat similar to the Heavenly Ring on his own Divine Soul, but it was also different.

This was a pure Confucian Restriction.

The dense purple-gold Haoran Righteous Qi on it indicated that the person who acted was at least a First Rank Sub-Sage.

Was this a contingency plan left by Uncle-Master Zhang?

But...

"This lineup, isn't it a bit too much..."

If the restriction Su Qin left behind Li Xiang could kill any Demon below the First Grade.

Then the Haoran Righteous Qi contained in the purple-gold cage before him could simply allow Su Qin to condense tens of thousands more such abilities.

A single restriction was nearly half of a Sub-Sage's Haoran Righteous Qi.

And the purple-gold cage in front of him, at a rough glance, likely had tens of thousands of them.

"Uncle-Master..."

"With this lineup, are you really protecting him?"

"I imagine that even a true Sub-Sage would find it difficult to break through such a restriction without several hundred years."

No wonder that Demon ran away so decisively.

This formation.

Even in his prime, he probably wouldn't have dared to provoke it.

Good brothers, are you all so casual when choosing hosts now?

Why do you pick the hardest one?

After muttering to himself, Li Xiang began to examine Zhao Zheng inside the restriction.

The little guy seemed to have many earth-shattering secrets.

Zhang Yi had sought out such a Lord of Qin; he wondered what earth-shattering plans he was plotting.

"Hmm?"

"What is this?"

Li Xiang noticed that the little guy, who was only a few years old, was wearing a garment on his Divine Soul.

A black court robe, with many golden lights wandering upon it.

Looking closely, they looked like golden dragons, about thirty or so, swimming on his clothes, and one could faintly hear the sound of dragon roars.

"What is this thing?"

"Why does it look like the Luck of Humanity?"

Subconsciously, Li Xiang thought of things he had learned in history books.

From the era of the vassal states to the era of Ziying, the Qin Dynasty had produced more than thirty monarchs in total.

Could it be?

Li Xiang subconsciously connected them together.

He counted carefully again, and there were indeed thirty-three golden dragons on the little guy's body, circling his clothes, which seemed to correspond exactly to the successive Lords of Qin.

*Thump. *

Li Xiang's heart skipped a beat.

He vaguely guessed something, but he was not certain.

"Senior Uncle."

"You wouldn't happen to have bestowed the entire Luck of the Immortal Qin upon this little fellow, would you?"

Unaccountably, this illusion surfaced in Li Xiang's mind.

The Luck of thirty-three generations of Qin rulers was all gathered here, bestowed upon Zhao Zheng.

Although he did not know what methods Zhang Yi had used to collect the Luck of these deceased rulers.

But looking at the situation before him, Li Xiang still felt shocked.

These Qin rulers were already dead, and their auras had faded significantly.

Yet, with thirty-three of them superimposed together, it truly gave the little fellow a hint of imperial majesty.

Now that the Central Plains were divided and the Seven Kingdoms were locked in chaotic war, the heaven-reaching Humanity Luck had been forcibly severed into seven parts.

It had long since lost its former strength that suppressed the heavens, earth, mountains, and rivers.

Now, Zhang Yi had gathered the Luck of the Immortal Qin once more and pressed it all onto Zhao Zheng.

Could he be intending to forcibly stack the path to create a Human Emperor?!

"Senior Uncle, you are trying to overturn the entire world."

Li Xiang muttered to himself quietly.

He glanced at the terrifying Confucian Restriction before him, stopped his wild thoughts, and quietly retreated.

For no other reason.

It was simply because the situation at the Demon Slaying Division had changed again.

The Demon Spirit from just a moment ago had split again, falling into the bodies of several villagers.

Desires burned, and people committed evil acts.

In an instant, the scene became extremely chaotic.

"Look at their eyes!"

"Those with red eyes are possessed by evil demons!"

"Everyone in the Demon Slaying Division, heed my command!"

"Anyone possessed by the red light, bind them all with hemp ropes!"

The scene was in total disarray.

Lu Jianxing directed the men of the Demon Slaying Division to begin subduing these crazed villagers.

"How dare you act wantonly before the Demon Slaying Division."

After all, they were all Martial Artists who had attained a Grade.

Dealing with these villagers who lacked strength was still easy.

Judging by what had just happened, these people seemed to have been possessed by some terrifying power.

"Big Brother, we've subdued them. How should we handle these people?"

An Official Runner of the Demon Slaying Division spoke up; these people were acting like madmen now, and even when tied with ropes, they would not settle down.

"Zhang Xiao, take a few men to the North City and invite Master Qi from the Qingyun Study."

"Wang Pu, go to the East City, take my Token to leave the city immediately, and find the Abbot of Fojue Temple. Tell him that a demon has emerged in Chiyang County and the entire city is in danger. Ask him to find a way to contact Master Honghui nearby."

"The dirty thing in this city looks a bit like the creature suppressed beneath the Western Region Demon Land. We urgently need cultivators of the Buddhist and Confucian paths to eliminate the demon and defend the Dao."

"Both of you remember, if you see anyone possessed by an evil spirit on the road, avoid them from a distance and do not attack."

"This thing cannot be killed; if killed, the evil spirit might split and infect more people."

Lu Jianxing frowned and gave his orders methodically.

After all, as the Town Guardian of the Demon Slaying Division for this city, having seen so many cases, he had roughly guessed the identity of this evil spirit.

"A Demon Spirit..."

"This thing is not something a Seventh-Rank Martial Artist like me can handle."

He looked up at the door, and a chill surged into his heart.

The Western Region had many temples, each suppressing a demon; this Demon Spirit was the most troublesome type of evil spirit between heaven and earth.

Yet he did not know how it had appeared in this small County.

This thing fed on human desire; without a Confucian or Buddhist cultivator present, it was extremely difficult to deal with.

Give it time, and in just a few days, it could turn a large city into a ghost realm on earth.

Even for a powerful Martial Dao expert, unless they were a Heavenly Phenomenon existence in the upper three Grades, facing a Demon Spirit was a certain death sentence.

Confucian Dao...

At this thought.

He suddenly turned his gaze toward Li Xiang and Zhao Zheng.

He stepped forward.

"Two young gentlemen."

"I wonder if Senior Su has ever given you any protective items or Confucian artifacts in the past?"

"Or perhaps taught you to write any world-shaking essays?"

I broke my promise; there are no twelve updates. I apologize.

I deleted some of the drafted chapters.

I felt what I wrote was too watered down; forcing the update count for the sake of it feels like I am failing the readers' money.

The author kowtows to you here, please forgive me!

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