Invasion Myth: Starting with the Schoolteacher

Chapter 71 The Waters of West Lake
Xu Xuan was shocked. He didn't even care about the loss of the Vajra Pestle and quickly ran away.

Behind him, the golden, violent Buddhist light exploded once more, rewriting the terrain.

Fortunately, the butterfly came to the rescue, and Xiaoqing arrived in time, so they survived the last-ditch attack unharmed.

When the aftershocks subsided, the Tibetan monk's body lay on the rocky beach by the river.

The battle appears to be over.

Xiao Qing breathed a sigh of relief; her soul and spirit had already dissipated, so she must be completely dead.

This battle, though seemingly dangerous, was actually quite easy.

He was swept down from the upstream reservoir and started hammering. Then that guy started chasing Xu Xuan and hacking at him, while he chased after the bald guy and hammered him. After the fight, he didn't even break a scratch.

Being teammates with scholars and monks is really comfortable; you don't have to think about anything, just keep attacking.

Just as he was about to approach the corpse, Xu Xuan stopped him.

"Not in a hurry."

"I don't know much about people who practice spiritual cultivation, so I need to be a little cautious."

One butterfly after another landed on the corpse and began to burn.

"It is said that relics are made by refining, I'll give it a try."

The flames quickly began to spread, and Tenzin stood up and went mad again.

You beast!

With only half a corpse remaining, he planned to abandon his physical body and pursue the path of the soul, deliberately concealing his soul's aura using esoteric Buddhist methods.

We will wait for the right opportunity to seek a glimmer of hope.

Who would have thought that they would ultimately be outmaneuvered and encounter an outrageous, atypical cultivator?

Haha, all that effort spent cultivating secret techniques ultimately amounted to nothing.

The myriad karmic obstacles attracted heavenly demons, but instead of subduing them, they took lives and destroyed their cultivation.

On his deathbed, he thought of a certain scripture he had seen after receiving the precepts.

"If one's inner demons do not arise, one is a disciple of Buddha; if inner demons arise, one is a demon king; if a demon king is born, he will bring calamity to the world."

"Before seeing the Buddha, one sees the Demon King."

"That's cause and effect."

Amidst the flames, Tenzin's soul and body began to melt, and this time he was completely dead.

Only one golden relic remained, lying on the ground.

Xu Xuan refined the relic with raging fire for a while longer. After confirming that there were no problems, he took it in his hand and secretly tested it with the Finger of No Life. Only after confirming that there were no intentions behind it did he feel at ease.

It seems we've won.

Cultivators are indeed difficult to kill; the saying "the Way is waning while demons are rising" is truly not an exaggeration.

It's a pity that these two Buddhist ritual implements belong to an innocent monk, while the monk himself is a demon.

I never expected people in the cultivation world to be so fierce. It will be difficult to make magical artifacts in the future.

After Xiaoqing guided all the river water back into the river channel, Xu Xuan burned the mudflats again before the two returned to the city.

The exorcism was a great success.

on the way back.

“Scholar-monk, there shouldn’t be any enmity between us, right?”

"It's natural."

"That's good. Let me tell you, my sister is really amazing."

Xiaoqing said somewhat awkwardly.

Xu Xuan roughly understood that the little monster was a little scared, but didn't want to lose face.

He decisively gave the spoils to Xiaoqing.

"How can you say we have no clothes? We share the same robes. King, there you are."

Upon seeing the girl's clear eyes, Xu Xuan slapped his forehead, realizing that she was one of the less educated people in his circle of friends.

Sure enough, they switched to plain language, indicating that we are already comrades-in-arms who have shared life and death, so there's nothing to worry about.

This relic is a gift between comrades-in-arms, and it also symbolizes our friendship.

"Oh, you're such a kind person, scholar-monk."

The life-or-death battle is over, but the situation in the city is not yet resolved.

It wasn't that the Wang family was particularly stubborn; when the father and son arrived, they apologized and made amends as appropriate.

As for the bet, he simply conceded defeat, doing so very decisively.

The document promising to adjust the salt price was also handed to the county magistrate, which was a win-win situation for everyone.

All that's left is to go through the process of annulling the engagement.

Other annulments of engagements involved angry confrontations and acts of vandalism after the relationship had soured. But at the Shi family's house, it was amicable, with both parties signing the papers together. The only exception was when Scholar Shi was subtly criticized by Master Wang.

If it weren't for this old man's greed and disregard for morality, rejecting Qiao Feng's marriage proposal, the Wang family wouldn't have lost face like this.

The academy dared not hate them, but resentment still needed to be vented.

Scholar Shi didn't put on airs and smiled throughout the whole process.

First, he was in the wrong, and second, he seemed to be the easiest to bully among those present.

The entire process wasn't completed until the afternoon, and it went incredibly smoothly.

In the end, Master Wang did ask to see Instructor Xu, but unfortunately, he did not get to meet him.

This kind of outcome is already decided, so it's not worth Xu Xuan's trouble.

After returning to Jinning, he went straight to the Qiao family's house for tea.

When Scholar Shi arrived with the letter annulment of the engagement, everyone was listening to Xu Xuan's life plan for Qiao Feng.

“Jinning is no longer a place to stay, even though everyone knows the reasons behind this annulment.”

"But gossip is a fearsome thing. For ordinary people, the news of a daughter from a wealthy family being jilted can go on for a long time."

"So go to Qiantang, sell the assets and leave them to the widow of the Gu family. With your status, you can speak to the county magistrate, and no one will dare to bully them in the future."

"During the ten-day holiday, you can go directly down the mountain to reunite with your spouse. Isn't that better than you trekking through mountains and rivers?"

"Newlyweds, inseparable as glue, are too cruel to be separated by hundreds of miles."

Qiao Feng was somewhat tempted; for Liancheng's sake, he really needed to leave this place and start anew.

She was all alone, with no ties to anyone, while she was about to leave her hometown and her father—it was somewhat...
"I agree."

Scholar Shi approved of the decision.

After handing over the letter of annulment, the couple indicated that they should hurry up and get married to avoid further complications, and then the young couple could go to live in Qiantang.

He also had to sell his family property and use his connections to get a job in a county near Qiantang.

This caught Xu Xuan's attention; wasn't this old scholar quite ambitious?

Entering officialdom at nearly forty years old makes subsequent transfers much more complicated.

"I just feel that we should learn from the classics and apply them in practice, and not waste any more time."

Actually, they were afraid. Instructor Xu's methods for helping people improve were too radical, and most people really couldn't handle them.

Since the reputation of historians plummeted after the Jinning incident, it would be better for him to take the initiative to choose a new place to assume his post, thus saving the lives of his entire family.

The next day, Qiao Feng was still recovering from his injuries, while Xu Xuan was about to leave Jinning.

"Take good care of your injuries and get married soon. I'll be waiting for you at the academy."

On the way back, they weren't in a hurry. They borrowed a carriage from the Xie family and headed towards Qiantang.

I gave Xiaoqing a little lesson on the way; the little monster's level of education was just unbearable to look at.

Through stories combined with the local customs and traditions of various places, especially the events in Jinning City, the lessons of life are taught little by little.

I'm grateful for their help this time; without my teammates, I really wouldn't have been able to take down that evil monk.

Xiaoqing gradually got into the learning process, and she felt that the scholar-monk's teaching level was much better than that of the old teachers in private schools.

When I used to eavesdrop, I would fall asleep within three sentences or simply slip away.

Upon arriving in Qiantang, the Justice Team parted ways.

"I'll come visit you when I have time."

"it is good."

Back at the bottom of the lake, Xiaoqing was in a good mood, constantly playing with the relic in her hand.

"Sister, I'm back!"

Inside the cave, a pair of bright, star-like eyes swept over the fresh relic.
A gentle voice sounded.

"Just come back."

"What did you learn on this trip?"

Xiaoqing got excited when she heard this, because she had really learned something useful this time.

Head held high, mimicking someone's pretentious manner by putting their hands behind their back.

They just throw a few words at their understanding from this period of time and start spouting it out.

"Listen up, sister! You've learned how to be sarcastic, arrogant, use force to subdue others, lure the enemy out, use delaying tactics, spread rumors, and eliminate the root of the problem."

A pair of delicate hands clenched slightly.

The water level of West Lake is rising, and there seems to be an undercurrent. Dark clouds have appeared to cover the lake surface.

"Xiaoqing, you've learned so well! Could you please explain it to me in detail?"

(End of this chapter)