Please, Young Master, Slay the Demon!
Chapter 843 - 59 Retreat! Retreat! Retreat! [Combined - s]_3

Chapter 843: Chapter 59 Retreat! Retreat! Retreat! [Combined Chapters]_3

This generation’s War Mausoleum Mountain chief, Qiu Fenglie, held the name of a formidable person in the Northwest Land. As the likely strongest of all the past mountain chiefs, his energy actually far exceeded his own realm.

Among the ranks of the Yu Dynasty Nine States Army, many had trained at War Mausoleum Mountain. Although Qiu Fenglie was not in the Imperial Court, his status in the military was absolutely not inferior to any current high-ranking generals.

For this reason, the competition for the War Mausoleum Mountain this time actually had strong military support, though it could not be openly discussed because it was not aligned with the Imperial Court’s direction.

It can be said that apart from the Jupiter Dao of the Starry Sky lineage, which had an advantage due to more votes, War Mausoleum Mountain held the greatest hope.

And the Yu Mountain Academy seemed more like they had come to make up the numbers.

So, this bet, although seemingly fair, was actually not fair. Minister Zhang had just entered the Seventh Realm, and his strength was clearly much weaker, which was why Qiu Fenglie agreed to his proposal for taking a small risk for a great gain.

"Master Qiu." Minister Zhang was the first to perform a junior’s courtesy, "Forgive my rudeness."

"No need for so much formality, just bring it on." Qiu Fenglie took a step forward, shrugged his shoulders, and his great cloak fluttered, revealing a suit of Dragon Scale Armor!

As he revealed his armor, a terrifying oppressive force bore down on Minister Zhang, leaving no room for breathing throughout the entire arena.

Behind Qiu Fenglie stood War Mausoleum Mountain and the Heavenly Gang Sect among other Martial Arts Cultivators, who at this moment were showing their teeth and claws, issuing cheers to boost morale. Behind Minister Zhang stood the Ascending Dragon Academy and Scholar’s Academy among other Confucianism Cultivators, who appeared somewhat more civilized, mostly silently sweating for Minister Zhang.

"Please enlighten me." Minister Zhang spoke calmly and did not make the first move.

"Hmph," Qiu Fenglie grunted.

Though he indeed held some reservations about this young man, once he stepped onto the arena, the powerful confidence honed from numerous battles immediately filled his heart, completely overpowering his opponent.

Boom—

Qiu Fenglie’s left foot stomped heavily, and his figure vanished instantly, reappearing right above Minister Zhang’s head.

Martial Arts Cultivators generally demonstrate their Dao through strength, and their advancement was rapid in the early stages. After reaching the Seventh Realm, due to insufficient wisdom, they struggled with profound understanding of the Dao, which often put them at a disadvantage in strength.

But Qiu Fenglie was the exception. As a seasoned cultivator in the Seventh Realm, he had comprehended nearly ten paths of Dao, most of which were unrelated to Martial Arts Cultivation.

Were he not a martial artist, he would merely be considered slightly stronger. But combined with the identity of a martial artist, his wisdom and understanding were worthy of being called a peerless genius.

It was like a family where no one could read, yet producing a scholar, which was always much more challenging.

The punch he dropped on Minister Zhang’s head came with a roaring sound of fierce wind and thunder!

Path of Sun Thunder, God Thunder.

The power of these two paths converged in one punch, aimed to turn Minister Zhang into nothing but flesh, using a strike that spared no mercy—this blow was lethal!

Minister Zhang didn’t even look up, or rather, he didn’t have the time to look up. The peak Seventh Realm Martial Artist’s speed was still incredibly fast, even within the same realm.

But he didn’t need to use his eyes to see, for the very instant Qiu Fenglie vanished from his field of view, he knew he must have closed in right near him.

Suddenly Minister Zhang, without dodging or evading, thundered out in a commanding tone: "Retreat!"

With that shout, Qiu Fenglie’s figure involuntarily staggered backward, retreating more than ten yards.

This is...

The crowd both on and off the field was in an uproar. Immortal Law, words manifesting as law?

This Immortal Law had indeed been Minister Zhang’s specialty in the past, but now that he had reached the Seventh Realm, everyone used the Great Dao to battle, reducing the effectiveness of Immortal Law to almost negligible. Especially since Qiu Fenglie’s cultivation was even higher than his, there seemed no possibility of it working at all.

Why was his words manifesting as law so powerful?

Just as the crowd was filled with surprise, Minister Zhang once again paused before declaring, "Retreat!"

At the second command, Qiu Fenglie’s body involuntarily sprang backward, retreating more than ten feet, and was about to fall off the stage. He relied on his powerful Divine Thoughts to forcibly resist that will, barely managing to stomp his foot on the edge of the stage to stabilize himself.

Fortunately, he did not lose. The farther the distance, the more diminished the power of words manifesting as law became. At this distance, Zhang certainly couldn’t affect him anymore.

But those previous two commands that had affected him left Qiu Fenglie quite puzzled.

But he soon knew the answer.

Just then, Minister Zhang raised his finger, summoning a white scroll into the air that shone with brilliance like the stars!

"This is..." the Martial Arts Cultivators behind Qiu Fenglie all displayed shock, "a tattered book?!"

Indeed, they did not recognize what the Magical Treasure was, but they were astounded that such a spirit could inhabit pages from an ancient, tattered book—it was terrifying.

"..." The Confucianism Cultivators behind Minister Zhang were speechless, but it was the Deputy Mountain Chief Shentu Yang who said loudly, "A bunch of uncultured people, this is called the Righteous Qi Scroll Fragment!"

"Hiss—" The Martial Arts Cultivators all gasped in unison, "It’s actually the Righteous Qi Scroll Fragment!"

Shentu Yang could not help but roll his eyes, "Just by looking at you guys, I knew you didn’t know what it was, didn’t you?"

The Martial Arts Cultivators exchanged looks, guiltily eyeing each other, and it seemed he had hit the mark.

In fact, this was not an unknown object; three thousand years ago, the Righteous Qi Scroll had always been a treasure of Confucianism. At that time, the Ten Thousand Treasures Record did not yet exist, but the Righteous Qi Scroll was also pretty much ranked among the top ten of the Divine Artifacts in the Mortal Realm, and it was the only one among them not descended from the heavens.

It was the dying manual of the Semi-Sage Huo Xiang, the promulgator of Confucianism, summarizing the essence of his life’s work. Latter-day scholars could gather massive Righteous Qi, adding to the spirituality of the scroll over many years, which finally gave it the power of a Divine Artifact.

However, during the chaos of the Demon God back then, the leader of Confucianism was killed, and the Righteous Qi Scroll was destroyed by a Demon God of the Ninth Realm, after which it had been missing for a long time.

Last year, during an expedition to a Secret Realm, Minister Zhang unexpectedly recovered the Righteous Qi Scroll. Even though it was damaged, its spirituality was still incredibly strong. It was relying on his understanding of the Righteous Qi Scroll Fragment that he was able to grasp the Righteous Qi Great Dao so quickly.

Also, it was with the help of this treasure that he had the confidence to bridge the huge gap in cultivation and challenge the well-known Qiu Fenglie.

Now, it seemed, the power of the Righteous Qi Scroll Fragment was indeed immense. Bolstered by this Divine Artifact, his words manifesting as law were utterly unstoppable.

Of course, the Righteous Qi Scroll and the Righteous Qi Great Dao meant that he could only perform deeds of justice. If he tried to command others to do something against the Righteous Path with it, he would immediately suffer backlash from both the Great Dao and the treasure.

For a righteous person like Qiu Fenglie, he could only be repelled, not harmed.

Though there were such restrictions, for Minister Zhang, who was recognized by the Righteous Qi Great Dao, these were merely acts in accordance with his own heart and not considered limitations.

Watching Qiu Fenglie, who stood teetering on the edge of the stage, Minister Zhang without hesitation uttered the third command, "Retreat!"