Chapter 280

"Cao Qingyi was willing to sacrifice his life to turn the world upside down, willing to sacrifice his life for peace in the world, willing to sacrifice his life to tell the world that there was no such thing as a 'disaster' in the Great Chu back then."

"After the battle, he destroyed seven divine lotuses of the Eastern Li's national fortune, died of exhaustion, his green clothes dissipated, leaving only a thousand years of elegance."

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As Su Chen's voice fell, a clamor arose in the hall again.

What a Green-Clad Confucian Saint, Cao Qingyi!

The Jianghu heroes all sighed, and those scholars widened their eyes even more.

They couldn't imagine that a scholar could be so domineering.

You say the Great Chu Empress was a disaster?

Then I, Cao Qingyi, will teach you that even if you have the world, you will not have peace.

In the Divine Capital of Eastern Li, inside the imperial palace, how many experts were sitting in command?

But Cao Qingyi went in and out seven times, killing countless people; as each chess piece fell, countless Eastern Li experts died suddenly, while he left laughing, counting the elegance.

With such a person existing, who could say that Eastern Li had truly won the world? Who could say that the Great Chu had fallen?

Everyone also learned of another important figure, the most beautiful in the Spring and Autumn period, the Great Chu Empress.

That Great Chu Empress, who died generously when the city fell and the 140,000 troops laid down their armor, was truly the number one peerless person of the Spring and Autumn period!

Anger for the sake of beauty!

This sentence was written for scholars, but few scholars could achieve it.

But Cao Qingyi did it!

You Eastern Li say my Great Chu Empress was a disaster, so I will attack the Divine Capital alone, and with my broken body, destroy your Eastern Li's national fortune!

Magnificent!

Magnificent!

Turning from Confucianism to Hegemony!

For the sake of sacrifice, there is great ambition; dare to make the sun and moon change to a new sky!

At this moment, the domineering nature of the Green-Clad Confucian Saint was deeply imprinted in the minds of every student.

"What a terrifying Cao Qingyi; a scholar can actually have such a temper; I've opened my eyes today."

"What a brilliant Cao Qingyi; one person can rival a country; if a scholar can reach this point, what more could one ask for?"

"Who says scholars cannot turn the tide? From today on, this Green-Clad Confucian Saint is my role model."

"I was robbed by mountain bandits on the way here; it's a pity I can't turn to Hegemony like the Green-Clad Confucian Saint."

"Scholars can also walk the path of Hegemony; Mr. Su, I have attained the Dao!"

"This Cao Qingyi is so crazy, just to clear the name of the Great Chu Empress; I really want to see how peerless the Great Chu Empress was."

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The hall was once again buzzing with discussion.

This time, not only the scholars but also the Jianghu heroes were listening with fascination.

Anger, attacking the capital of a country alone; this is the romance that even martial artists yearn for.

No one expected that a scholar could be so strong, so crazy, and so domineering.

Green-Clad Confucian Saint, the number one domineering Confucian Saint of all time.

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Seventh private room in the East District.

Zhang Liang's eyes were even brighter, as if he had realized something.

Turning from Confucianism to Hegemony, a scholar can also rival a country!

He and Cao Qingyi had many things in common; both were people of a fallen nation.

Cao Qingyi's Chu fell, and his Han fell.

Although he usually looked calm and indifferent, the hatred of his fallen nation had always been planted in his heart.

It was just because scholars were powerless and could not rival the strong Qin.

But this Green-Clad Confucian Saint gave him a lot of inspiration.

If he had the strength of this Green-Clad Confucian Saint, to kill in and out of the Great Qin capital, Xianyang, seven times—

How refreshing would that be?

Xunzi, standing to the side, looked toward Zhang Liang and, feeling his current state, nodded slightly.

Scholars perceive the heavens and earth, and attaining the Dao is a matter of an instant.

Once attained, it is attained.

Zhang Liang had encountered an opportunity this time; as for how much he could comprehend, it depended on his own fortune.

Seeing that Zhang Liang could attain the Dao from the storytelling, Xunzi became even more expectant for the following plot.

First, Jiangdong Xuanyuan the Confucian Saint studied for forty years, endured all kinds of humiliation, knelt to the heavens and earth, and became a Confucian Saint through death.

Then, the Green-Clad Confucian Saint was brilliant in his youth, invincible all the way, turned from Confucianism to Hegemony, and attacked the Divine Capital alone.

He was truly curious about what was so brilliant about this First Confucian Saint.

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On the white jade platform.

Su Chen filled a cup of Thousand Autumns Strong Wine again, but did not drink it, instead looking over the entire venue.

This Thousand Autumns Strong Wine was truly a rare treasure; the aroma of the wine drifted, and everyone in the venue couldn't help but sniff a few more times.

"Mr. Su, you actually hid this peerless fine wine?"

"I don't know where to buy this wine; I would be willing to spend all my family wealth just to taste a sip."

"Fine wine is in front of us, yet we cannot drink it; what a waste."

The Jianghu heroes smelled the aroma of the wine and felt as if ants were crawling all over their bodies, wishing they could rush onto the platform to drink first.

Even those who were not interested in wine were radiant, having the idea of trying it.

Just as everyone's hearts were stirred, Su Chen unfolded his fan again, graceful and elegant, and said in a clear voice:

"Next, the First Confucian Saint, the First-Generation Confucian Saint, Zhang Fuyao…"

As the words fell, all the Jianghu heroes in the hall couldn't help but gasp.

Arbitrating the human world for eight hundred years, just to guard the world for the people of the world!

The terror of this First Confucian Saint, the First-Generation Confucian Saint, far exceeded everyone's imagination.

A scholar from eight hundred years ago actually relied on studying and cultivating Qi, swallowing the luck of Confucianism, and lived for a full eight hundred years.

Only now did everyone know.

Why, with Jiangdong Xuanyuan the Confucian Saint's utmost sincerity, he still had to kneel to the heavens and earth and die to become a Confucian Saint.

Why, with the Green-Clad Confucian Saint's brilliance, he still had to turn from Confucianism to Hegemony to truly step into the Confucian Saint Realm.

All of this was because the First-Generation Confucian Saint was sitting in command above Confucianism.

If the Saint does not die, the luck does not flow, so no one in Confucianism could become a Saint by normal means.

But none of the scholars present blamed him.

Just because this First-Generation Confucian Saint was not greedy for longevity, but was guarding this human world for the people of the world.

A weak scholar from eight hundred years ago attained the Dao through books and achieved the Confucian world.

And with his own body, he resisted the Heavenly Dao, making the Hu Ren cavalry afraid to go south to the Central Plains for eight hundred years.

Such a Saint, who could blame him? Who would not respect him?