171: Wang Mu's Terror

It took about an hour for Lu Sheng to shift his gaze from the Tianxing Army's intranet.

It must be said, it's always most reliable to check some information oneself.

Although Wang Long and Li Ming's explanations were correct, they were still a bit too general.

Some minor details were not mentioned, but through his Level 4 access, Lu Sheng gained a completely new understanding of Confucian Dao.

After all, it's a completely new Cultivation system, with many intricate details.

But the most important thing... is to comprehend the Concept within the Sages' Books!

Just like Lu Sheng comprehended his own Sword Intent.

This kind of thing cannot be made up for by time alone.

It requires true Confucian Dao talent!

Lu Sheng came back to his senses, rubbing his temples. The long hours of scrutinizing details had left him a bit overwhelmed.

However... Lu Sheng looked at the Tianxing Army's page in front of him and directly converted his more than 200,000 merit points into the military's more than 200,000 merit points.

No wonder Wang Long said it would be troublesome before.

Lu Sheng waited several hours just for the processing.

Even when the Tianxing Army's merit points were converted into military merit points, Lu Sheng had more than 10,000 merit points deducted.

This handling fee... is a bit expensive!

Even Lu Sheng couldn't help but grimace at this huge handling fee. Over 10,000 merit points, how many members of the Demonic Cult would he have to kill to make up for that!

Immediately, Lu Sheng found the official military website.

On the military's official website, he purchased a Confucian Dao Secret Manual that was easiest to get started with.

“Ode to Righteousness”!

When Lu Sheng saw these three words, he felt a sense of inexplicable familiarity.

Coupled with checking through his access, and seeing that the most Confucian Dao experts who cultivated their own Confucian Qi through “Ode to Righteousness” were the most numerous, it should logically be the easiest.

So Lu Sheng simply bought it directly.

However, this “Ode to Righteousness” was not a simple item; this single book alone cost Lu Sheng over 100,000 merit points.

This price... can be said to be very expensive.

But what could be done?

In order to generate Confucian Qi and pass the Sage of Literature's test, no matter how expensive something was, it had to be bought!

As for the remaining merit points, Lu Sheng also spent them all, purchasing some Heaven And Earth Treasure to assist in Confucian Dao Cultivation.

Another half an hour passed, and a dedicated staff member from Shanhai City knocked on Lu Sheng's door, handing over all the items Lu Sheng had previously purchased from the military.

Having received the items, Lu Sheng eagerly sat on the bed and opened the safe.

Inside the safe, a white Jade Slip lay quietly, with a faint glow flickering on it.

Next to the Jade Slip were some resources specifically used to assist in Confucian Dao Cultivation.

Lu Sheng placed the Jade Slip against his forehead.

Immediately, a majestic sound exploded in his mind.

“Heaven and earth possess Righteousness Qi, naturally forming shapes...”

It was as if the voice of a deity echoed in Lu Sheng's mind.

Just hearing this majestic voice, Lu Sheng's emotions instantly surged at that moment.

There was even an inexplicable urge, a desire to draw his Sword and slay all the otherworldly demons.

Gradually, that voice softened and finally vanished from Lu Sheng's mind. It was at this moment that Lu Sheng slowly opened his eyes.

Only then, Lu Sheng's eyes were slightly strange.

“This Ode to Righteousness... isn't it something created by my ancestors in my previous life...”

Lu Sheng said, somewhat speechless.

He had felt those three words were familiar before, always thinking he had seen them somewhere.

As it turns out... he had memorized this thing when he was in school in his previous life.

No, what kind of world is this exactly?

Why would the ancients he studied in his previous life also appear here?

Lu Sheng felt a bit confused.

“These hundred thousand plus merit points, it was a bit of a loss!”

Lu Sheng patted his head.

If he had known that this Ode to Righteousness was the Ode to Righteousness he was familiar with, why would he have bought it!

For a moment, Lu Sheng grimaced.

However, after shaking his head, he still suppressed that thought.

Although it was a bit of a loss, the most important thing now was to slowly generate his own Confucian Qi and pass the Sage of Literature's test.

Immediately, Lu Sheng quietly closed his eyes, and in his mind, that voice, like a divine whisper, slowly echoed again.

Thus, Lu Sheng immersed himself in the embrace of that majestic voice, and his entire being gradually calmed down.

Time passed bit by bit.

He didn't know how long had passed. Lu Sheng had been immersed in that voice when suddenly, a knocking sound rang out.

This sound pulled Lu Sheng out of that majestic voice.

Lu Sheng jolted, opening his eyes.

He checked the time and found that it was already eight o'clock the next morning.

He hadn't noticed at all that so much time had passed.

Even after such a long period of comprehension, apart from maintaining the same posture and feeling a bit stiff, he felt completely refreshed.

This feeling made Lu Sheng slightly surprised.

He shifted his gaze slightly to the safe and found that all the resources assisting in Cultivating Confucian Qi had been consumed by Lu Sheng overnight.

Not a single one left!

Looking at the empty safe, Lu Sheng couldn't help but twitch his mouth.

This stuff... really costs money!

However, the effect was also good. Although Lu Sheng hadn't generated his own Confucian Qi, his entire mind felt refreshed, and there was even a faint Aura, as if present, settling within Lu Sheng's body.

Although he didn't know what this special Aura was for, Lu Sheng's intuition told him that once he entered combat, this special Aura would provide him with unique assistance!

Thinking of this, Lu Sheng simply stopped worrying about the excessive consumption, got up and opened the door, only to find that the members of the Night Owl team were all standing at his doorway.

Nightingale stood outside the group, her arms crossed over her chest, looking at him with an indifferent expression.

“Hehe, we're going to guard the Shan Hai Great Wall today. Are you interested in coming along?”

Wang Long came over at this moment and said to Lu Sheng.

“Guarding the Shan Hai Great Wall?”

Lu Sheng's brows slightly raised.

To be honest, Lu Sheng's inner desire was to Cultivate Confucian Qi properly, as for Lu Sheng currently, generating Confucian Qi and passing the Sage of Literature's test was the most important thing.

However... Lu Sheng glanced at the empty safe, and after a brief thought, he agreed.

Since he hadn't awakened a Confucian Dao talent, and his understanding of Confucian Dao Cultivation was superficial, he couldn't do without these Heaven And Earth Treasure that assist in Confucian Dao Cultivation if he wanted to generate it as quickly as possible.

And precisely... these Heaven And Earth Treasure that assist in Confucian Dao Cultivation were extremely expensive. Under such circumstances, Lu Sheng could be said to have no merit points at all!

He had been completely drained last night.

To Cultivate quickly, he still needed to find an opportunity to earn merit points.

Now that the Night Owl team had invited him, he might as well go and see the Shan Hai Great Wall.

Although he hadn't received a guarding mission, killing otherworldly demons could earn merit points!

Furthermore, the Shan Hai Great Wall in Shanhai City seemed to be somewhat different from the Tianxing Great Wall, and Lu Sheng also wanted to see what the defenses of the nine front-line cities of Great Xia were like.

Therefore, Lu Sheng agreed.

“I knew you'd agree, let's go!”

Wang Long threw an arm around Lu Sheng, pulling him towards the outside.

Lu Sheng was a bit helpless and could only follow beside Wang Long, letting them lead him to Shanhai City.

Nightingale stood at the very back, glancing at Lu Sheng's retreating figure, a complex expression flashing across her beautiful eyes... In the dim space.

A round table stood quietly within the dim space, candles burning with faint light, barely illuminating the entire area.

However, around this round table, only three people sat quietly.

Chen Long, Wang Mu, and Zhao Changsheng sat quietly in their respective positions.

Wang Mu looked extremely lazy, with half of his body sprawled on the chair, appearing utterly bored.

Meanwhile, Chen Long's expression was rather grim as he gazed at the empty round table before him.

The Martial Saint's actions had caused severe losses to the Twelve Demonic Envoys of the Heaven Vein.

Out of the Twelve Demonic Envoys, only three of them remained.

This was even after Chen Long and the others had made an early escape; otherwise, even the three of them might not have made it out alive.

After all, the Martial Saint's power was not just for show.

Even a powerful being like the Ape Demon Emperor had been slain, let alone them.

"The information from this mission is very important to the higher-ups, but we also lost a Demonic Emperor and an Envoy!"

"Because of this... the contribution they promised us before will likely be discounted!"

Chen Long slowly looked at Wang Mu, speaking with a hint of helplessness.

Hearing these words, Wang Mu, who had been feigning sleep with his eyes closed, suddenly opened them and looked at Chen Long.

"Discount?"

Wang Mu snorted, finding the statement so infuriating that he laughed.

"Excuse me, you guys asked for the task, I provided the information, and the subsequent matters are your responsibility. How does that involve me?"

"I didn't force you to confront the Martial Saint, did I? And now you're telling me about a discount?"

"Are you trying to bully me?"

As he spoke, Wang Mu's gaze fell upon Chen Long, his eyes narrowing slightly, like a true venomous snake.

For some reason, even though Wang Mu's cultivation was beneath his own, Chen Long felt a strange unease under Wang Mu's gaze.

It was as if he had been targeted by something terrifying.

For a moment, Chen Long fell silent.

"I don't care. What belongs to me, I must have. The rest is up to you!"

Wang Mu lightly tapped the table, speaking indifferently.

Chen Long's brows furrowed, seemingly pondering Wang Mu's suggestion.

A moment later, Chen Long looked at Wang Mu, a faint glint shimmering in his eyes.

"If I'm not mistaken, you once said you knew the whereabouts of more than one of the Ten Saints of Great Xia?"

Chen Long's eyes gleamed, as if trying to see through Wang Mu.

However, Wang Mu seemed oblivious to Chen Long's gaze, merely looking at his own fingers.

"I said, my share must be given to me!"

"As for the whereabouts of the next Ten Saints of Great Xia..."

Wang Mu turned his head to look at Chen Long, suddenly revealing a sinister smile.

"It depends on my mood!!"

"Wang Mu!! This is an order from the higher-ups!!"

Chen Long suddenly roared, a terrifying Aura instantly erupting from him, like a tidal wave.

However, the moment Chen Long's Aura burst forth, Zhao Changsheng, who had been sitting in his seat without moving, suddenly stood up.

A faint golden light was actually shimmering on his body.

Just a while ago, he was only at the Flying Sky Realm cultivation, but now... he had already reached the cultivation of a First-Turn Golden Body.

However, his body was enveloped in a dense black Qi, making his face incredibly pale, like a dead person.

"What? Xu Gou, are you rebelling? Don't forget, I gave you the opportunity to enter the Demonic Pool!"

Chen Long glanced at Zhao Changsheng, his expression unchanged.

However, Zhao Changsheng's face revealed a cold smile.

"I only know... I am Snake's man!"

"You!!"

Chen Long seemed not to have expected Zhao Changsheng to dare to contradict him, and for a moment, a surge of anger burned within Chen Long.

"You two... are you not putting me, the head of the Demonic Envoys, in your eyes!!"

Chen Long roared, a suffocating Aura instantly spreading throughout the dim space.

Snap!

Suddenly, a crisp sound rang out.

Wang Mu snapped his fingers.

As this crisp sound rang out, time itself seemed to freeze.

Chen Long was completely frozen in place.

His body trembled constantly, but he couldn't make any large movements.

It was as if he was being controlled by some force.

However... Chen Long desperately tried to break free from this control, but the power controlling him seemed to contain endless strength; no matter how he moved, he couldn't break free from its blockade.

Gradually, a hint of fear appeared in his pupils.

"Snake, you..."

Chen Long looked at Wang Mu, whose expression was extremely relaxed, with a hint of confusion and dread.

Wang Mu slowly stood up, stretched, his smile seemingly eternal. He walked over to Chen Long and lightly placed a hand on his shoulder.

And as Wang Mu's hand rested on his shoulder, the trembling of Chen Long's body became even more violent.

He seemed to be fearing something.

Wang Mu spoke softly: "I told you before, if I wanted to, I could kill you. You didn't... think I was joking, did you?"

The soft voice echoed in Chen Long's ears. For a moment, Chen Long seemed to recall something, his pupils instantly contracted, and fear instantly crept onto his face.

"You said you are the head of the Twelve Demonic Envoys..."

Wang Mu smiled slightly, then reached out and placed his hand on Chen Long's Dragon-head mask.

The next moment, Wang Mu directly tore the mask from Chen Long's face.

Immediately, the face beneath the mask was exposed in the dim space.

It was an extremely aged face, the skin like the bark of an old tree, full of wrinkles.

Beneath the skin, there was no trace of blood color.

There were even dense age spots on the skin.

His entire face looked incredibly ugly.

Wang Mu didn't pay attention to Chen Long's expression, merely gently placed the Dragon-head mask on his own face, a sinister expression once again appearing at the corner of his mouth.

"Now... I am the head of the Twelve Demonic Envoys!"

A faint voice came from Wang Mu's mouth, echoing in the dim space, even though no one responded to Wang Mu.

Wang Mu didn't care. He threw the frozen Chen Long away, sending him crashing heavily against the stone wall, creating a huge hole.

Immediately after, Wang Mu sat in Chen Long's seat, his legs lightly resting on the table, slowly swaying.

Zhao Changsheng, watching this scene from the side, was expressionless.

Wang Mu extended his finger and lightly tapped the tabletop, making a faint sound.

"I will communicate with the higher-ups myself. As for the whereabouts of the next Ten Saints of Great Xia, I will naturally reveal the information."

"But... if you try to monopolize my contribution, I don't mind replacing you."

"This time, consider it a small lesson for you. Next time, if you dare to be arrogant in front of me again..."

Wang Mu's gaze fell on Chen Long, and a chilling voice came from his mouth.

"I will make your life worse than death!!"

The voice entered Chen Long's ears, instantly causing his entire body to tense up.

As he spoke, Wang Mu's gaze fell on Zhao Changsheng, and he said indifferently: "Tell the higher-ups..."

"Prepare in Shanhai City. The next Ten Saints of Great Xia... is in Shanhai City!"

Zhao Changsheng slowly stood up, glanced at the trembling Chen Long, and a look of disdain appeared on his face.

"Yes!"

After speaking, Zhao Changsheng left the dim space without looking back.

For a time, only Wang Mu and the motionless Chen Long remained in the dim space.

Wang Mu's eyes suddenly became somewhat profound. He stared straight ahead, a slight curve appearing at the corner of his mouth.

"Tsk tsk tsk, my poor junior schoolmate..."

"This time, I'm afraid I'll have to make you worried again!"