Chapter 9: Bai Bai Jiaoying King

"Well written!"

Li Yu gave her affirmation.

The things that happened in Po County in the past two days made her, who prided herself on having "some literary talent," a bit confused, and also understood what it meant to have people beyond people and heavens beyond heavens.

No wonder the Heavenly Dao recognized "Dream of the Red Chamber" as an elegant script; just the wording and clever hidden characters in the first chapter, as well as the refreshing way of writing, were all eye-opening.

'It is indeed good.'

Lv Fang agreed in his heart, picked up his brush to write the last few paragraphs of the first chapter, and only after finishing did he realize that Li Yu had already left at some point.

He imagined she had gone back to pack her luggage; after all, they were about to set off for the capital.

He estimated that as soon as Li Yu got the news, she had come to inform him.

He didn't wait too long before Lv Ling, who was outside, hurried back.

Lv Fang told Lv Ling the "oral edict Li Yu said, we must set off immediately for the capital," and said: "Sister, you come with me to the capital."

"Too rushed."

Lv Ling furrowed her brows, pondered for a moment, and said:

"Brother, you go to the capital first. After I sell the farmland and houses at home, I will go to the capital to find you. The demon race is coming for you. Scholar Li said that they are too busy to care about anything else right now, so I won't be in any danger."

Lv Fang persuaded: "Sister..."

Lv Ling had her own ideas, ordered Xiao Tao to pack for Lv Fang, took Lv Fang's hand, and instructed him earnestly:

"Brother, when you are out, you must not be foolish again."

She took out the protective talisman and ten hundred-tael silver notes and handed them to Lv Fang: "You take these; you can use them to pull strings when needed."

"Sister, you keep the protective talisman." Lv Fang only took the silver notes and put them in his sleeve, but did not take the protective talisman.

Lv Ling didn't insist anymore, thinking that her brother had a Book Spirit and a Fifth-Rank female scholar by his side, so there shouldn't be any danger, and said:

"Brother now has Haoran Zhengqi and has condensed a Book Spirit; you should resolve to display your ambitions, and do not covet enjoyment again, especially in places of sound and color."

Lv Fang laughed out loud: "Why is Sister always 'bitter and deep'? Smile more. Your brother now resolves to be a hero; if Sister admires heroes, then I will resolve to be a great hero."

If it were before, Lv Ling wouldn't believe it at all.

A great hero?

Forget it!

As long as Lv Fang didn't live his life in a muddle in the future and made a little bit of a showing, she would be satisfied.

But it was different now.

Lv Fang condensed a Book Spirit with one elegant script, condensed Haoran Zhengqi with one image-level Song of Slaying Demons; with these two points, his future was destined to be promising.

The autumn wind was chilly, and the fallen leaves were withering.

A carriage drove out of the city gate of Po County. When it passed a relatively remote official road, Lv Fang, dressed in white robes, flew out of the carriage like an "arrow," hovering slightly in mid-air.

"Drive the long chariot!"

Lv Fang shouted loudly, and the cyan Haoran Zhengqi surged out, causing the void around him to vibrate, and space ripples spread out in circles.

In the sunset, the Haoran Zhengqi gathered into an ancient chariot that appeared under his feet.

On the chariot, flags and banners fluttered, and below it was like a throne, with "birds and beasts" patterns carved on the backrest.

Lv Fang was excited and stood on the chariot, the feeling under his feet as if there was a real object.

"Speed!"

The chariot condensed by Haoran Zhengqi slid forward a few zhang, then suddenly dissipated and disappeared.

Without the support of the chariot, Lv Fang did a backflip in mid-air, his feet landed steadily on the ground, and he jumped back into the carriage, lifted the curtain, and drilled into the carriage, complaining:

"Haoran Zhengqi doesn't seem to be much."

He had spent a lot of effort to manifest the chariot in the Song of Slaying Demons, but it was useless; it wasn't as effective as the Strange Gate Flying Armor. To say he wasn't disappointed would be a lie.

Li Yu tightened her Confucian scholar's robe and said:

"Although the Song of Slaying Demons was composed by you, being able to manifest the chariot for the first time at Ninth Rank, Third Stage is already beyond expectations."

Lv Fang nodded with a bitter smile. Before this, he had asked Li Yu about the Confucian realm.

A Ninth Rank, Third Stage scholar could just manifest individual lines of poetry and lyrics, and wanting to control them for attack and defense required sufficient control over Haoran Zhengqi.

In general, the combat power of a Ninth Rank scholar was relatively weak.

"It will take several days to reach Bozhou. If you have nothing to do, you can continue writing 'Dream of the Red Chamber.' If the full text is an elegant script, it will also be of great benefit to your cultivation."

After Li Yu finished reading the first chapter of "Dream of the Red Chamber," she was very expectant about what kind of follow-up story Lv Fang would write.

She didn't say a word about urging for the manuscript, but every word was urging for the manuscript.

Lv Fang also had the same intention. Writing characters in a bumpy carriage was not difficult for a Ninth Rank, Third Stage scholar.

Before, he was afraid of making Li Yu impatient, but since she took the initiative to mention it, he had no more worries.

"Chapter Two: Jia's wife passes away in Yangzhou City, Leng Zixing tells of the Rongguo Mansion."

Lv Fang dipped his brush and began to write the second chapter of "Dream of the Red Chamber." According to the current progress, he could write two chapters a day at the minimum.

He wasn't in a hurry to finish writing "Dream of the Red Chamber" right now.

The book fragrance energy was still increasing continuously, and it seemed to be enough for now.

Setting off for the capital, under normal circumstances, would take about a month. It wouldn't be too late to rush the manuscript after arriving in the capital...

Just like this, Lv Fang wrote a chapter, and Li Yu read a chapter. Gradually, she actually became addicted to reading "Dream of the Red Chamber" and became a die-hard fan.

The most frequent thing Li Yu said along the way was: if you have nothing to do, hurry up and write "Dream of the Red Chamber"...

It started to drizzle in the sky.

In a remote cave in a deep valley in the high mountains.

A scholar covered in injuries sat cross-legged, yellow demon energy rising around his body, as if there was a ferocious and terrifying fox shadow.

The demon energy condensed and did not disperse, healing the injuries on the scholar's body.

An hour later, the demon energy disappeared.

The scholar opened a pair of "fox" eyes and muttered at the rain curtain outside the cave: "Heaven is unfair!"

The scholar was a Ninth Rank fox demon, with a nickname called "Green-Eyed Wise Fox," and he had taken a name for himself called Hu Wei, who was born with extraordinary intelligence.

The demon race's prophet King of Ten Thousand Trees left a prophecy before dying, and the demon race secretly launched an "assassination of the prophecy person" operation. Hu Wei was entrusted with a heavy responsibility and came to the Great Zhou Dynasty.

Unfortunately, this time the timing, location, and people were not on the demon race's side, and in the end, it was a complete defeat.

"What face do I have to return to the Ten Thousand Demon Palace!" Hu Wei sighed up at the sky, his expression incomparably lonely.

A "shrill" eagle cry sounded in the sky.

A strange eagle with white horns on its head flew into the cave, landed, and transformed into a white-horned eagle demon that was over a zhang tall, with white horns on its head and wings on its back.

This demon walked upright, and its four limbs and tail were all sharp claws.

Its evil, brownish-yellow eagle eyes, sharp saw-toothed eagle beak, and black and white velvet and wings were like scales.

Monstrous demon energy surged from behind its head, condensing into a "demon wheel," and the mighty pressure radiated from above, all of which highlighted its power and extraordinariness.

"Pay respects to the Bai Bai Jiaoying King!"

Hu Wei bowed respectfully, barely squeezing out a smile, his trembling voice exposing the fear in his heart.

Those called "King" in the demon race were all demon kings above Ninth Rank.

This time, the mission to assassinate the prophecy person did not involve the participation of demon kings, but now the Bai Bai Jiaoying King had found Hu Wei from ten thousand miles away; it was probably here to hold him accountable...

The Bai Bai Jiaoying King glanced coldly at Hu Wei and scolded: "More than enough to fail, less than enough to succeed!"

Hu Wei was terrified and bowed, "The sinful demon knows his crime!"

The Bai Bai Jiaoying King snorted coldly:

"If it were according to my temperament, I would definitely kill you! Wait until after this interception of the great scholar Li Maotong's daughter Li Yu, you go to the Ten Thousand Demon Palace to receive your punishment yourself."

"Yes!" Hu Wei nodded vigorously.

Upon hearing Li Maotong's name, his face turned cold.

The great scholar Li Maotong had slain quite a few demon race elites this time, and he felt itchy with hatred when he heard about it.

Even if this mission failed!

It was time to give this great scholar of the Great Zhou Dynasty a painful lesson. ===== CHAPTER 10 =====