Demoness, where are you Fleeing to?-Chapter 95 - 93 Fearless Li Xuan_1
Chapter 95: Chapter 93 Fearless Li Xuan_1
Chapter 95: Chapter 93 Fearless Li Xuan_1
“Or what else could it be?”
Tingtian Ao looked back at Li Xuan: “The master’s plan is to have you leave the city and head west—”
Before he could finish speaking, Li Xuan clasped his hands and bowed to Tingtian Ao: “Brother Ao, I’m afraid I can’t handle this. We will meet again; both you and I should take good care!”
As he said this, Li Xuan began to disperse his Zhenyuan, while twisting his waist to the left and right.
He had been observing those evil spirits, considering how they managed to flee from this realm. Now, he was mimicking their actions, following their example.
Having him, a third house level Wu cultivator, leave the city in such circumstances, seemed a joke to Li Xuan! Any demon among the demonic army could easily crush him.
He is not Zhao Zilong of Chang Mountain who can fight through the army seven times.
Xue Yunrou couldn’t help but smile, amused: “Twisting like this is not going to help; those evil spirits can escape the Nether Realm because they have help from the outside.”
Tingtian Ao looked helpless: “Let me finish first! Of course, there will be escorts; our Panguan of both civil and military will accompany you. Did you think we didn’t realize that with your current cultivation level, going out now is a death mission? That’s why Miss Xue is here. She has a magical instrument that can lead you through the Jiuyou Minghe and bypass the demons outside the city. You can head to the tomb of the Han dynasty through Dasheng Pass fifty miles away.”
“I see, you should have clarified this from the start.”
Li Xuan settled back down, though his eyes still held doubt: “So, you think that these demons came from Chen Han’s tomb? But doesn’t the Court manage it?”
“Originally, the guardian of Dasheng Pass would pay homage annually and take care of the seal repairs. The Ministry of Rites in Nanjing would also send a high official for supervision. Lately though, due to the theft at Dasheng’s arsenal, the Deputy Commander of Dasheng Pass has been imprisoned and the Zongbing has been suspended from duties. The Minister of Rites of Nanjing has been vacant for three months. It seems that between the Ministry of Rites in Nanjing and Qintian Bureau, this task has been forgotten.”
That’s why the master appreciates your father, saying Earl Chengyi is really the descendant of Li Lexing, the Yihan Saber. Even through his suspension, he doesn’t forget his duties. If all the officials of Jin Dynasty were as dedicated as your father, there wouldn’t be so many problems”
After expressing his thoughts, Tingtian Ao looked serious: “Besides, the issue is not just with Chen Han’s tomb, but also with Dasheng Pass, the underground one I mean. In the past, the Ren Emperor, fearing the uprising of Chen Han’s ghostly army and the connection between Yin and Yang worlds, decreed that my master and I provide help to strengthen and extend the walls of the underworld Dasheng Pass, sealing Chen Han’s tomb outside the 300-mile Yin soil of Nanjing.”
“So, theoretically, as long as the seal on Chen Han’s tomb is intact and Dasheng Pass still stands, these demons should not be able to get in. We suspect that not only has Dasheng Pass fallen into the hands of demons, but the Chenghuang of Dasheng Pass may also have been killed.”
Xue Yunrou was shocked: “The Chenghuang of Dasheng Pass, wasn’t his name Yuan Zhou? How is that possible? He was the former Chenghuang of Nanjing City!”
Noticing the puzzled expression on Li Xuan’s face, she explained further: “At the founding of Jin Dynasty, Prince Mingling was not the Chenghuang of the city; it was someone else. He was a renowned figure, named Yuan Zhou, a famous minister from the former Yuan dynasty. He was ennobled as the Chenghuang of Jinling City by Emperor Meng Wu.”
His governance was quite competent, and he was also known as a clean official, but the people of Jinling didn’t harbor much respect for him. The Great Ancestor also disliked his submission to Meng Wu, viewing it as a betrayal. Therefore, shortly after the founding of the Jin Dynasty, he made Prince Mingling, who was originally from Wu County, Chenghuang of Nanjing City. But during the reign of Ren Emperor, Yuan Zhou was then ennobled as Chenghuang of Dasheng Pass. Thus, his divine power is extremely strong, far exceeding that of ordinary prefecture Chenghuang.
“That’s where things get strange.”
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Tingtian Ao turned to the two: “The master’s plan is to have you go over and take a look. If there are issues with Dasheng Pass and that tomb, the hundreds of thousands of ghostly soldiers sealed there would be terrifying, but the scarier prospect would be the connecting of Yin and Yang worlds. Then both the living and the dead, along with all kinds of demons, could move freely between the two worlds through the tomb of Chen Han’s soldiers. This is the typical scene of chaotic times!”
“It’s probably not just going and seeing, right?” Xue Yunrou said coldly with a hint of sarcasm: “Still, I do not understand why you insist on bringing him along? I know you do not prefer my asking, but without getting the facts straight, why should I risk accompanying him?”
“You’re right, when things are dire, the master will also need you to present this scroll to the tomb of Chen Han’s soldiers.”
“As Tingtian Ao spoke, he hopped onto the city gate tower, pointing at a scroll centrally placed inside. “As for the reason, Miss Xue, try taking this object.”
Without hesitation, Xue Yunrou reached out to take it. Her expression, however, changed slightly, registering surprise and astonishment.
The scroll was only about five feet long and didn’t appear to be made of anything substantial, yet Xue Yunrou felt it weighed a hundred thousand pounds. Despite exerting all her strength, she was unable to lift it.
“Can’t take it, can you?” Tingtian Ao said deliberately, “Have Li Xuan try it.”
“How can it be? It’s so lightweight.”
Li Xuan reached out to take it, only to find it surprisingly light. It was slightly heavier than he had anticipated, yet still insignificant compared to his current strength.
“It’s quite light! How could it possibly be heavy?”
Li Xuan tossed the scroll in his hand and then unfolded it. He discovered a “Song of Righteousness” written in majestic, sweeping script — “The world is filled with righteousness, forming everything within it. Below it shapes streams and mountains, above it shapes the sun and stars. To man, it is called vastness, filling up the realms of darkness. The imperial road should be clear of barbarians, containing peace and illuminating the court. Amid desperation, virtues are revealed, each and everyone leaving a pure legacy. In Qi, we find Taishi Jian, and in Jin we find Dong Hu’s pen.”
This was a familiar piece of poetry to Li Xuan. The world called Jin, where he currently lived, shared many similarities with his homeland.
The “Song of Righteousness” and the man who composed it were among them.
Yet Li Xuan was puzzled: “Placing this scroll in front of the tomb of the Han soldiers assures safety? What use is that?”
“Of course it’s useful. This was personally written by the Zhonglie Duke Wen before execution!”
Xue Yunrou looked at the scroll with a stunned and dazed expression: “I mentioned before, during the former Yuan period, the people of Jinling didn’t trust the Yuan Zhou coronated by Emperor Meng Wu. Back then, many secretly worshipped the Zhonglie Duke Wen, considering him the true city deity of Jinling. Therefore, the Zhonglie Duke Wen, who was deified after death, also participated in the construction of the tomb of the Han soldiers before Dasheng Pass. The divine power and the prohibitions there are said to be left behind by the Zhonglie Duke Wen.”
Tingtian Ao nodded: “When the Zhonglie Duke Wen was titled Chenghuang of Beiping by the Great Ancestor, he left this ‘Song of Righteousness’ in Nanjing to prevent the ghostly army before Dasheng Pass from rebelling and harming the Jinling people who worshiped him. Yet, only those with a heart of righteousness, unyielding like the Zhonglie Duke Wen, possessing great patience, and a fearless heart, can lift this ‘Song of Righteousness.'”
Li Xuan pointed to himself, his gaze bewildered. He admitted to having a righteous heart, yet where did this ‘fearlessness’ come from?
Could it be that Tingtian Ao was mistaken?
Xue Yunrou paid no attention to their conversation, instead, she stared at Li Xuan, incredulous — this notorious playboy of Jinling, who wasn’t a scholar, and whose cultivation was merely at the third house level, could actually hold up the original ‘Song of Righteousness’ by the Zhonglie Duke Wen!
She was sure she must be dreaming, or hallucinating.
For some inexplicable reason, she thought of a phrase — once said by her maid — ‘Tingtian Ao himself said that Master Li is a rare gentleman in this world who, despite his apparent rebelliousness and freewheeling style, maintains a principled and fair heart, knows his limits, and speaks wisely. Tingtian Ao has thoroughly checked his past and listened to his inner voice, finding Master Li’s character impeccable.’
Could it be that Tingtian Ao was serious when he said this? Was this man, infamous for debauchery and gambling, truly a blameless gentleman who upheld righteousness and fairness?
Tingtian Ao, seemed slightly pleased with himself, as he said, “In Jinling, there are fewer than a thousand people who can lift this ‘Song of Righteousness.’ Youjiao, however, is the most suitable candidate. He is also key to your entrance to the tomb of the Han soldiers. His ancestor, Lei Lexing, apart from supervising the construction of Dasheng Pass, was also involved in the foundation building of the tomb of the Han soldiers. In addition, he has further abilities to minimize the risks of your journey.”
