Chapter 229: Subduing Demons and Eliminating Devils

The night in the village is very quiet.

Chen Shu stands alone on the roof, gazing toward the burial place of the Tongzhi Dharma Master, then scans the surroundings.

Because the Spirit Power all around remains chaotic and unevenly distributed, the night presents itself in chaotic colors under the Spirit Eye; there is radiance everywhere, and sometimes, due to the chaotic and disordered Spirit Power reacting with itself, some of the most primitive Spirit Power effects are triggered.

Such a scene is actually quite beautiful.

Chen Shu leans against the railing.

Time slips away bit by bit.

About two hours later, footsteps come from below.

The unnamed person seems to have recovered, walking slowly up to the roof; he has changed out of his combat uniform from the daytime into ordinary casual clothes, looking like a very ordinary young man, only his face is somewhat haggard, and there are some indescribable emotions between his brows.

"I've come to take over the watch..."

"Have you recovered?"

"Mm..."

"It's fine, go get some rest, it's quite cool up here," Chen Shu says, "I happen to be familiarizing myself with the school teachers' new research results."

"I can't sleep either..."

"Then let's chat, just like in the group."

"Okay!"

The unnamed person cannot help but smile.

When in the group, he was always very talkative, sometimes with a sense of forcing a reply, which led to everyone not being very willing to pay him any mind.

It was indeed a bit annoying, right?

The unnamed person himself has also gradually realized this.

But in fact, he is not a chatterbox, nor is he a greasy man who wants to tease young girls; on the contrary, from childhood to adulthood, he has been a silent person; he just knew he had contracted the Genius Disease and wanted to find someone to talk to more before he died.

Fortunately, there is still a Qingcai Keke.

The unnamed person turns his head to look left and right, then also looks at the hill to the rear right, asking aloud: "That is the burial place of the Tongzhi Master, right?"

"That's right."

"So there really are things in this world more important than life."

"Actually, when you die, it only hurts for that one moment; I'm not afraid of that either. What's scary is that once you're dead, you can't be alive anymore," Chen Shu sighs, "You can't experience the beauty of the human world anymore."

"Then why did he still do it?"

"Perhaps for him, if he didn't do it, he would feel that even if he were alive, it would have lost most of its meaning," Chen Shu thinks for a moment before saying, "In the eyes of some people, morality and belief are things as lofty and brilliant as the starry sky, and this beautiful human world is worth protecting."

"I have never experienced the beauty of this human world before."

A very plain sentence, yet one does not know how many lifeless days it condensed from.

The unnamed person adds another sentence: "I had never even eaten Mutton Soup on the Winter Solstice before; the first time I ate it, it was the one you sent me."

"I just happened to make too much."

"Still, thank you."

"Are you an orphan too?"

"No."

"..."

That is even more miserable.

Chen Shu thinks for a moment and says: "This human world is still very beautiful. If you haven't experienced it before, it might be because your line of sight was blocked by others. Don't feel disappointed in it just because of some temporary dullness. Brother Unnamed, you should properly cure your Genius Disease; this human world is worth you looking at it again from a different perspective."

"..." The unnamed person is silent for a moment, "I am only now feeling its beauty; before, I always felt the human world wasn't worth it."

"And now?"

"It has changed somewhat... as expected, I should change my perspective."

"Keep it up."

"I haven't even thought about how to live once it's cured."

"Live the life you want to live, do the things you want to do, live for yourself, without regrets, without guilt, with composure, and with a clear mind," Chen Shu pauses, "Stay far away from those unhappy days of the past, play more with the group members; Zhang Suannai is very fun, watching her court disaster and act foolish is quite interesting."

"Sounds pretty good."

"So..."

Chen Shu looks at his face: "Is it difficult to break the shackles of the Genius Disease?"

"Not difficult."

The unnamed person still says this: "The Imperial Family and the military have made a plan, seamless, and the seniors of the Secret Sect have also calculated it many times; it is foolproof."

"That's good."

Regarding the abilities of the Secret Sect, Chen Shu still trusts them quite a bit.

This stuff is purely cheating.

It will definitely be nerfed in the next version.

Zhang Suannai sits on the edge of the table, one hand propping up her chin, the other holding a small wooden stick, constantly standing the stick up; after waiting for the stick to fall, she pinches the other end of the stick to stand it up again, repeatedly switching directions like this, but her eyes do not have much spirit, as she is thinking about other things.

She feels guilty to death.

In another part of the room, Zongmiao Zhi Men sits cross-legged with eyes closed, wearing a thumb ring on her hand, her expression showing neither Joy nor sorrow.

The next morning, a few kilometers outside the village.

Several dark-skinned uncles up ahead are bringing Tang Ke, driving an extremely old tricycle.

Zhang Suannai looks up at the sky, her mouth slightly open, looking a bit silly, muttering to herself: "Today's sky seems to be a bit brighter than the past two days."

"The natural Spirit Power in the environment has also stabilized quite a bit," Chen Shu said.

"The compass can be used again too," Zuo You said.

"It has been slowly stabilizing over the past few days, but it wasn't discovered until today," Zhong Miao Zhimen said.

"Follow this road straight ahead..." Tang Ke pointed forward and said to them, "It's about twenty kilometers to Leche, but some parts of the road were covered by sand a few days ago and haven't emerged yet; you need to look carefully."

"Understood, thank you."

"Come with us? I'll lead you!"

"We still have some things to do."

"Alright then... we're leaving."

"Will you come back again in the future?"

"Once the war is over and things are stable, we will return. I want to build a school here and be a teacher."

"I wish for your wish to come true, goodbye."

"Goodbye."

The tricycle, loaded with a pile of things, wobbled as it drove away.

The group watched them go into the distance, then turned to climb a hill and looked toward the horizon, only to see a long convoy approaching from very far away, the wind and sand it kicked up extremely conspicuous.

Chen Shu concealed his figure, narrowed his eyes, and whispered to himself:

"There are more people coming than we anticipated."

"Because the current Spirit Power is chaotic, the power of modern military forces is greatly diminished. To be safe, they will certainly deploy more strength," Zhong Miao Zhimen said.

"Don't be afraid!"

Zhang Suannai also looked up and gazed into the distance, using the tone of a bystander: "With the invincible Zhang Suannai here, no matter how many of these small-fry come, there's nothing to fear... In matters of fighting, we can always trust Zhang Suannai!"

"Good!"

"Then that's settled. I'll take the main attack. You three—the Martial Artist soldiers and the Royal Court Martial Artist—don't dare to use standard-issue weapons anyway, so just protect Chen Shu and Wuming well," Zhang Suannai said, two Long Swords having appeared in her hands at some point, one ancient and exquisite, the other with a sleek design. "The rest of you, do as you please."

"Wang Ting is not a Martial Artist," Zuo You said coldly.

"It's all the same!"

Zhang Suannai took the streamlined Long Sword made purely of metal and casually stabbed it into the ground.

*Chi! *

The Long Sword pierced into the sandy soil, and almost instantly, the blade lit up with white light, and a Sword Light appeared out of thin air. From then on, every second, several more Sword Lights would appear out of thin air and float quietly around the Long Sword, their numbers growing ever greater.

Every Sword Light contained a soul-captivating power; this power far exceeded the Fifth Stage, clearly the power of the Sword itself.

Zhang Suannai had not injected any Spirit Power into it either.

"Little Daoist!"

Zhang Suannai glanced at Zhong Miao Zhimen: "Who are you inviting? Should I call a Sword Master instead, and I'll lend you this sword?"

"No need."

Zhong Miao Zhimen slowly closed its eyes—

In the spring of 4724, the peach blossoms at Xinzheng Temple bloomed early.

At this time, the world was undergoing a great change, and foreign nations were invading the borders of Dayi. The Universal Bodhisattva of Xinzheng Temple stepped out of the temple, stood before a peach blossom, and saw peach trees full of flowers but not a single leaf. The spring scenery was hard to contain, and feeling extreme Joy, he recited a poem on the spot and immediately set off for the border.

That Bodhisattva was tall and sturdy, with a square face.

Zhong Miao Zhimen silently recited that poem in its heart, constructing his appearance and the Xinzheng Temple of that year, struggling to find this fragment of history, and in a trance, it seemed to cross the distance of time and space, its gaze meeting that of the Bodhisattva.

"Disciple Xuanzhen, the 236th generation successor of the Daoist sect, a student of the True Person Qianfa of Yuan'an Temple...

"The Lanya Mercenary group is full of scum who slaughter innocent people for amusement. The disciples of the Buddhist Sect have joined together to heroically sacrifice themselves to save living beings. Now that these demons have come again, I ask the senior to lend me a hand, using my body to subdue demons and eliminate evil..."

Chen Shu also gazed into the distance, calculating in his heart.

The firepower configuration of this unit is very strong; one should never underestimate the military strength of a superpower. The scenes in most film and television works are just playing around. With the combat power of this unit, there will be no rivals below the High-Tier.

But it has a fatal flaw now, which is the extremely chaotic Spirit Power between heaven and earth, making it difficult for them to fight systematically.

Conventional tracking weapons are difficult to lock onto Cultivators;

It is difficult to transmit signals between each other;

It is difficult to sense Spirit Power abnormalities from a long distance;

It is difficult to deploy reconnaissance Drones;

And so on and so forth.

Of course, these also have a certain weakening effect on normal Cultivators; for example, Chen Shu's Warning Technique has become less sensitive, but no matter how you calculate it, the weakening of this unit is far greater than that of an individual Cultivator.

Arcs of electricity danced on Chen Shu's fingertips.

Let's test it first.

Zuo You, standing nearby, saw this and quickly warned: "Although the Thunder Method has extremely strong destructive power against vehicles, it cannot penetrate a Spiritual Energy Shield."

"You try it."

Chen Shu pointed a finger at him.

*Chi-la! *

Zuo You instantly activated his Protective Divine Light, but he still trembled slightly; he couldn't help but widen his eyes.

A shout came from Zhang Suannai in front:

"Take cover!"

"A reminder again, life is the most important. If you get injured, run immediately! The interference is very strong right now, they cannot deploy Drones, so you can get away. This is not a mission that requires sacrificing your life!" Zuo You said again.

"Captain Right is right!"

Zhang Suannai threw out the ancient Long Sword, stepped onto it, and then drew the other Long Sword; the whole person stepped on the sword and slid down the curve of the hillside.

"Woo-hoo~~"

She even let out an excited shout.

Thousands upon thousands of Sword Light rose into the sky behind her, following her from above as they descended, transforming into a torrent of Sword Light that surged straight down the hillside toward the Lanya convoy below.

……

The tricycle wobbled.

A thunderous roar came from the direction behind.

Tang Ke sat on the vehicle and looked back, seeing billowing smoke and dust rising continuously from that area, with the sounds of cannons and gunfire ringing out in unison, when suddenly endless Sword Light scattered in all directions, and suddenly ten thousand bolts of thunder burst forth, all illuminating the distance for an instant in this dark and gloomy world.

Immediately after, a scorching sun rose from afar, making one dare not look directly at it.

Tang Ke was momentarily stunned by the sight.

Until she was startled awake by a muffled sound, like an ancient bell tolling from thousands of years ago, crossing the long river of time:

"Dong..."

A phantom of a Golden Body with three heads and six arms appeared in the distance, visible clearly even from so far away. For a moment, her thoughts seemed to return to a few days ago, when that master named Tongzhi also displayed such Divine Power, crushing the Lanya Mercenary.

If only she could cultivate as well...

The young girl's eyes dimmed.

Patter...

A drop of rain fell not far away.

Immediately after, countless raindrops fell, and the ground was soaked in the blink of an eye.