Confucianism under Heaven

Chapter 278 Demon Roars Through the Sky

Chapter 278 Demon's Roar

At this moment, the entire Weng Valley was like a meat grinder, with blood flowing like a river. Countless human warriors and demon soldiers were fighting, and blood, severed arms, and broken limbs were flying all around.

Yao Xun was at a disadvantage in his fight with Guan Mou and the other three, and was in danger of being killed at any moment.

In the most inconspicuous spot, smoke rose as two human scholars slowly got up from the ground, then patted the dirt off their bodies.

"Keep going! You eat human food, yet you do heinous things. You're a beast in human form!"

Ye Ru's eyes flashed with a hint of coldness as he shouted angrily.

"Hmph, the human race is in civil war, killing my parents. They all call themselves sages, but they are all hypocrites. How about I join the demon race? At least the demon race won't have a civil war. The holy path that the human race keeps talking about is utter nonsense. It's just an excuse they're using to invade other countries."

Zhong Yuemou's eyes also held a fierce glint as he angrily rebuked him.

"At the beginning of life, people are inherently good. Although the civil war among humans has hurt your parents, why don't you strive to improve yourself and study for the rise of the human race? Instead, you are aiding and abetting evil, helping the demon race to exterminate our human race. If the human race is destroyed, you ghost scholars will also be buried with it. Can you bear to see the human race's thousand-year-old classics of saints reduced to ashes and destroyed in an instant?"

These words made Ye Ru's eyes narrow slightly, but he still spoke coldly.

"At least I won't live to see it, so I'll leave the work of future generations to them."

Zhong Yuemou sneered, and with a sudden stomp of his foot, the flowing light on the white feather fan suddenly flashed, and finally transformed into countless rays of light, which crashed fiercely towards Ye Ru.

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"Wenbao, appear!"

With a flick of his hand, Ye Ru conjured an inkstone, filled with a vast amount of ink, which formed a wall that blocked all the light. Then, with a flip of his hand, the Taihe Qin (a type of zither) appeared in his grasp.

As the Taihe Qin appeared, a primordial aura suddenly swept outwards, eventually transforming into a gigantic black tiger demon beast that pounced on Zhong Yuemou.

The Black Tiger Demon Saint, carrying immense power, slammed its claws down on Zhong Yuemou, the sound of wind breaking echoing along its path.

This attack caused Zhong Yuemou's expression to change drastically, and he immediately exclaimed in surprise:

"This is……"

Before Zhong Yuemou could even regain his footing after dodging the claw, a soft shout made him freeze instantly:

"Sorry, you lost."

boom!

The next moment, Ye Ru suddenly appeared behind Zhong Yuemou. With a flick of his Three Absolutes Literary Heart Brush, his powerful talent immediately emanated, and then he struck Zhong Yuemou hard on the back, causing the latter to spit out a mouthful of blood and fly backward.

Although Zhong Yuemou has reached the level of Hanlin, compared to the power of the Holy Path, literary treasures, talent, and Ye Ru, he is still the same. In addition, Zhong Yuemou was only forcibly promoted by the demon race, so in terms of foundation, he is still far behind.

"Confucius said to achieve benevolence, and Mencius said to uphold righteousness. What these two sages could understand is like casting pearls before swine to you. No matter what people say, that humanity is our home, you are nothing but a traitor."

Ye Ru looked at Zhong Yuemou, who was lying on the ground and extremely weak, and said softly.

"Traitor? Haha, stop pretending to be righteous. Heaven and earth are ruthless, treating all things like straw dogs. What wrong have my parents done? Why should the war affect them? I have poured out all my knowledge, just for revenge."

Zhong Yuemou staggered to his feet, seemingly insane, and laughed in fury.

If it weren't for the war between the State of Jin and the State of Yanhuang, he would never have embarked on this path. He never understood what his parents had done wrong. Why were they laughing and joking one day, but the next day, his family was ruined, everyone was dead, and he was left alone to eke out a living.

He never understood whether this was the sacred way that Confucius spoke of.

"To subdue oneself and return to propriety is benevolence. If one can subdue oneself and return to propriety for one day, all under heaven will submit to benevolence. Is the practice of benevolence dependent on oneself or on others? If one can be cautious in speech and action, perhaps this kind of thing will not happen. But have you ever thought about how many lives you have taken, and what wrong they have done? Wouldn't their parents be heartbroken?"

Ye Ru walked step by step toward Zhong Yuemou and said in a deep voice:

"So, you still want to..."

With his eyes closed, Ye Ru clapped his hands together with the Three Absolute Literary Heart Brush, which instantly transformed into a stream of light, carrying immense power, and rushed towards Zhong Yuemou.

"Hehe... I only adhere to my sacred path. Father, Mother, I failed to avenge you. I will repay your kindness in my next life..."

Zhong Yuemou's eyes were filled with despair before he closed them.

The Three Absolutes Literary Brush drew ever closer, and Zhong Yuemou sensed the immense power it contained. However, just as he faced his death, a resounding clang of metal clashing echoed, and the Three Absolutes Literary Brush suddenly shot out in all directions. At the same time, a faint voice permeated the air, startling many:

"How dare you humans humiliate us, the demon race?"

These words made Zhong Yuemou open his eyes abruptly, and he immediately saw a black mist spreading in front of him, and a powerful demonic aura spreading outwards.

"You go first, leave this to me."

Amidst the billowing black mist, a voice rang out, and the mist immediately enveloped Zhong Yuemou, causing him to slowly rise into the air.

"No, he's going to run away!"

Ye Ru's expression changed, and he unleashed a beam of light, which blasted towards the black mist.

"court death!"

The mysterious demon let out a deep shout, and his demonic energy shattered the pillar of talent light, blasting directly towards Ye Ru.

boom!

Just as the demonic energy was about to reach Ye Ru, a golden longsword cleaved him in two.

"Chief Ye, are you alright?"

"No problem."

Ye Ru raised his head and looked at Zhong Yuemou, who was soaring in the air, and a bad feeling welled up in his heart.

"Ye Ru, is it? I have been defeated by you today, but I will repay you tenfold in the future. I will let you know that my holy path is not wrong. Even if I become the Ghost Scholar, these ten human kingdoms will surely be trampled by my demon cavalry in the future!"

Zhong Yuemou looked at Ye Ru and said coldly, then his figure flashed and disappeared from the spot.

Yao Xun was also blasted to a vital spot by Guan Mou and the other three. Although he was surrounded by black mist, he was still forced back to his original form.

"Demon Lord? Demon Howler?"

Chen Tianjian frowned upon seeing the black mist and snorted coldly.

"Chen Tianjian, it's been a long time. I never expected that you would take back this hundred-mile territory."

The black mist gradually dissipated, finally revealing a handsome young man. This young man was dressed in black, wearing a black cloak, and exuded an aura of authority.

"Very well, today, it is my demon race's defeat. What good is this hundred miles of land to you? We will reclaim it in a few days."