Chapter 201: General's Ode

Dai Zhishang's mouth twitched slightly; he is not stupid, and from Luo Taiqing's words he could vaguely discern the meaning, plus the information he had previously gathered about Hu Meiniang's manner of conduct.

One can roughly guess the meaning in Luo Taiqing's words!

Dai Zhishang took a deep breath, suppressing the rising gloom in his heart, not wanting to linger on this topic, and said instead:

"Uncle Luo, just now Shu Juren said he was toyed with by Xuanqing Daozhang and fell into the Ghost Wall technique again and again; you also said you were with Xuanqing Daozhang just now. So who is lying, you or Shu Juren?"

Luo Taiqing sneered, "Zhishang, do you believe me or this Shu Juren?"

"Uncle Luo, aren't you someone I still don't know? Of course I believe your words, but the problem is that Shu Juren swears by his Shu family's ancestors!"

Dai Zhishang forced a bitter smile; although his contact with Shu Mu was limited, even that brief encounter left him with no goodwill toward Shu Mu, and he said:

"You say, under these circumstances, the two of you, one must be lying; who do you want me to believe?"

Swearing to the heavens is no trivial matter; once you lie, it affects one's mind, and later in cultivation, at the critical moment of breaking through a realm, a heart demon may attack, especially when one swears to one's ancestors before the heavens.

If one lies and it spreads, it ruins not only one's own reputation but the entire family's reputation.

Later the whole Daxia would have nowhere to stand!

"You swear by your ancestors?"

Luo Taiqing looked at Shu Mu in surprise.

If it weren't for his recent time spent with Xuanqing Daozhang, he might truly have believed Shu Mu's words.

Shu Mu and Xuanqing Daozhang already have conflicts; Shu Mu was just at the Wang Family, but he didn't hold back from coldly mocking Xuanqing Daozhang, so Xuanqing Daozhang had reason to toy with him.

Not to mention Shu Mu also swore by his ancestors; it's hard not to believe him.

But.

During this period, he was always with Xuanqing Daozhang, who never left his side for even half a second.

That is to say, even if Shu Mu swears by his ancestors, it is likely still false.

All of a sudden, Luo Taiqing's expression turned extremely strange; if this matter spreads, the surrounding regions would have no place for Shu Mu to stand.

Moreover, he holds the title of Juren, so the impact on him would be even more severe.

He might not even be able to take the imperial examinations in the future!

"What, you mean I'm the liar, that I'm speaking here using the reputation of my ancestors?"

Shu Mu glared fiercely at Luo Taiqing; even though Luo Taiqing's words were just a punctuation mark, he didn't believe them. The two of them are in the same camp, so who knows if Luo Taiqing's statements are lying on behalf of Xuanqing Daozhang.

Luo Taiqing smiled faintly and said nothing.

Although.

This matter is hard to believe; even ordinary folk would not use their ancestors' reputation to lie, let alone someone from a great family with a Juren title, who has been well‑read since childhood, would never do such a thing.

Only.

Just because it's hard to believe doesn't mean it won't happen!

Shu Mu looked at Luo Taiqing's demeanor and could not possibly not understand his meaning; his face turned cold, he said little, for now is not the time to spar with Luo Taiqing, but the time to seek revenge on Xuanqing Yedao.

If Xuanqing Yedao had not repeatedly used the Ghost Wall technique on him, toying with him and driving him insane, he would not have raged at Hu Meiniang, which led to Hu Meiniang beating him into a pork‑head.

He dared not act against Hu Meiniang, so naturally he could only place all his vengeance on Xuanqing Yedao.

Shu Mu's face twisted snarlingly, and he shouted angrily, "Yedaoist, no matter what you say, no matter whether you admit it, I have just left Hutou Gou; apart from you, no one will use the Ghost Wall technique on me again and again!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Shu Mu recited a Confucian text, and a surge of mighty righteous qi poured from his body, forming a Confucian war general before him.

Behind the general, soldier after soldier wielding long spears materialized; they drew bows and released an arrow.

The arrow streaked like a meteor!

In the next instant, the long bow in the general's hand transformed into a long spear; the general, now on horseback with the spear, followed the rapid arrows and charged toward Xuanqing Daozhang.

A host of soldiers trailed closely behind, launching an attack on Xuanqing Daozhang!

"Xuanqing Daozhang, be careful!"

Luo Taiqing's complexion changed dramatically; he had studied for a few years, but with limited talent, he barely attained the rank of Xiucai and could not advance further, yet he still clearly understood the prowess of Confucian disciples.

Shu Mu's move is the most orthodox offensive method of the Confucian school, a technique recorded in a text by a great Confucian master who witnessed thousands of troops clashing on the battlefield.

General's Ode!

Confucian disciples, using this text, can condense righteous qi to summon a war general and soldiers to strike the enemy; however, such techniques require at least a Juren, and not every Juren can wield them.

It's not about a specific status or title granting access to a text; to manifest this technique demands a massive amount of righteous qi, which only a Juren can provide.

One's rank does not reflect one's cultivation, for the Confucian school also has hermits.

Deaf to the world outside the window, he devotes his heart solely to the saints' scriptures!

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But the higher the rank, the more righteous qi, and the more techniques one can employ.

'Is this the Confucian method?'

Wang Ping'an hid in his mother's embrace, and as Shu Mu muttered, a mounted war general and numerous spearmen gradually formed before him; his eyes lit up with curiosity, and he asked:

'I just don't know whether my master has a way to resolve this!'

Shu Mu's technique was not new to him; not long ago, when he toyed with Shu Mu using the Ghost Wall technique, he saw Shu Mu employ a similar method repeatedly.

Yet the sight of a war general leading a charge of soldiers still set his blood boiling, for he grew up listening to five thousand years of Chinese war general tales.

Han Xin, Huo Qubing, Wei Qing…

Five thousand years of China, generals like clouds; each name represents a grand epic.

How could he not yearn for them?

'Shu Juren, I never wished to spar with you!'

Xuanqing Daozhang wore a grim expression as he saw Shu Mu's formed war general leading soldiers, following an arrow, charging toward him.

A massive surge of magical power instantly radiated around him.

In an instant.

A hurricane gust swept out.

The rapid-firing arrows and the warlords leading soldiers, under this sweeping hurricane, instantly turned to powder, utterly unable to resist.

"How could this happen?"

Shu Mu's face was filled with shock; a mouthful of fresh blood spurted out, and the whole body collapsed to the ground.

Dai Zhishang exclaimed in shock, "Is Xuanqing Daozhang really this powerful?"

He, also a scholar, knew what method Shu Mu was employing; even among the examination candidates, it might not be executable, yet before Xuanqing Daozhang he was utterly powerless to retaliate.

He knew Xuanqing Daozhang was formidable, but did not expect Xuanqing Daozhang to be powerful to such an extent.

(End of chapter)