Demoness, where are you Fleeing to?
Chapter 194 - 179: Leave it to me (6000-word mega - ) _3

Chapter 194: Chapter 179: Leave it to me (6000-word mega Chapter) _3

By now, the right hand of the Locust Puppet had already revealed a phantom bell, and its eyes shone with an odd gleam, focusing on Xi Ying in the distance.

——In reality, it wasn’t very far. Xue Yunrou had always been using a spell to speed up the boat. Its speed over the river was not inferior to that of Xi Ying’s flight.

Upon seeing the Locust Puppet, Xi Ying’s facial expression drastically changed. A malicious glint flashed in his eyes as he halted his departure, instead reached for the longsword at his waist and lunged at Li Xuan.

"Yuqi Lingxiao, die!"

His Sword Qi was enormous, creating an immense chasm in the hundreds of feet wide river. But before the light of the sword could reach Li Xuan, it was blocked by the Su Linghuan’s defensive sword.

There was an odd gleam in the eyes of the Su Linghuan as well, expressing surprise, excitement, and anticipation.

Although she did not know the reason, she had already spotted that this Deputy Imperial Historian, Xi Ying, was extremely wary and almost terrified of her family’s Second Young Master.

——What’s even more crucial is that for some unknown reason, he is no longer able to wield the Great Rectitude.

"You shall not succeed! As long as I’m here, Xi Ying, if you can harm even a single hair of my Second Young Master, consider it as my loss," she declared.

An Confucian cultivator who couldn’t use the Great Rectitude was like a tiger without teeth, wasn’t it?

Meanwhile, the Peachwood Puppet began to shake its bell in hand, which emitted a ringing sound like that of a bell, causing Xi Ying’s body to quiver suddenly. His eyes lost focus as he slipped into a state of distraction.

"Rest assured! I won’t take the Protector solely by his words." The Peachwood Puppet chuckled at Xi Ying, "Why don’t you take a walk inside the Six Passes of Wenxin to see if you’re a pseudo-confucianist or not. I won’t be asking about your greed for power and wealth. All you need to do is pass the Kouxin and Wendao phases. If you succeed, you can safely leave today."

However, less than twenty breaths of time later, Xi Ying was seen spewing out a nosebleed, his complexion turned incredibly ghastly.

Even his Heavenly Demon transformation, Suxin, looked on in disbelief: "Tsk tsk! Conspiring with his own aunt for an affair and his heinous crime of teacher killing! It’s no exaggeration to say that he is thoroughly evil. No wonder Li Xuan said you’re a pseudo-Confucian. For someone like you, being considered an authority within Neo-Confucianism, I wonder what kind of rage Master Yu would show if he were still alive."

Xi Ying roared, his body violently thrashing. But his consciousness still could not break away from the illusions created by the Heart Asking Bell.

"Next is the Wendao, and that’s the key."

A strange smile appeared on the lips of the Locust Puppet: "If he can cross this barrier, even the ’Wenshan Seal’ in your hand couldn’t harm him."

At this moment, the river was engulfed with whirlwind and waves. Xi Ying’s complexion altered between pale and purple. First, blood spilled from his mouth, then blood flowed from his facial orifices, and finally, every pore on his body bled.

Above Xi Ying, six monumental, bold characters gradually appeared - ’To uphold the cosmic law, to annihilate human desires’!

The next moment, twenty-seven distinctive voices echoed over the river.

"Die, the remnant of Yang Zhu!"

Xi Ying could not help but spew a mouthful of fresh blood. This time, it even came along with a large amount of debris from his innards. The blood shot ten feet away!

The person who had awakened from the illusion, then fell from mid-air, plummeting into the rough river.

"As expected, he couldn’t pass!" chuckled the Locust Puppet. "His academic ability is considerable, and he has deep knowledge in Neo-Confucianism. But what he truly believes in is the doctrine of Yang Zhu. If Master Yu and other Confucian sages were alive, they would definitely act like the Great Sage and punish him."

While hearing these words, Li Xuan understood distinctly. He was aware of the teachings of Yang Zhu, a doctrine that was popular among the nobles of the ancient Warring States era.

Its core principle is ’don’t give up even a hair of oneself to benefit the world; don’t take the world’s benefits to please oneself.’

It means do not pull out a hair of yourself to benefit the world; don’t make the whole world serve one person either.

Everyone just needs to concentrate on themselves, avoiding both benefitting and doing harm to the world, and the world would become a better place.

It seemed logical, but as a modern man, Li Xuan knew the kind of disastrous outcomes such radical liberalism would yield.

Moreover, even though Xi Ying didn’t reach the level of ’making the entire world serve him,’ in his mind, rising to top government positions was a minimum personal requirement. In the process of attaining this, how could he possibly not commit acts that harm the world?

At this moment, Su Linghuan raised her sword towards the river, intending to strike and kill him, but was stopped by Li Xuan: ‶There is no need. This man carries an imperial decree. It’s forbidden to punish him by conventional means, otherwise we will be the ones to suffer the consequences. Let him die in the river."

But Su Linghuan was puzzled: ‶It’s said that if you don’t kill a snake completely, it will take its revenge one day. Second Young Master, if such a cunning and evil man is allowed to go free, who knows what problems he will create in the future."

"There is truly no need," Xue Yunrou, who was standing at the back of the speedboat, laughed. "Even if you don’t kill him, this man is already doomed. His so-called ’Hao Qi’ has been invalidated by the Heart Asking Bell, which proves that his heart is unrighteous, his learning impure. The Earl Chengyi just needs to stimulate a few Imperial Censors to draft an impeachment impeachment bill, then he can interrogate and impeach him! Even if the Earl Chengyi does not act, Li Xuan, as the Protector of Neo confucianism, only needs a few letters to ruin him and place him in the pillory. So no matter if he survives or dies, his doom is certain."

She shook her head slightly: "This man will completely fall from grace and lose everything. But this matter will be handled by the Court. It’s no longer our concern."