Confucianism under Heaven

Chapter 488 Spring and Autumn Annals

Chapter 488 The Spring and Autumn Annals

"How is this going?"

"How is my talent being restored?"

"That's strange, it feels even more powerful than before."

The green light fell upon the human scholars, causing their physical abilities to constantly change. This scene filled them with shock, and they looked at the ghost scholar opposite them with flushed faces, their inner talent surging forth.

Then, they all turned their gaze to the distance, where Ye Ru held the "Qing Nang Zi Shu" in his hands, a solemn expression on his face. With each sentence he spoke, the sentences would turn into beams of light, sweeping towards the human scholars and then entering their bodies to heal them.

"Damn it, so this is the one who's behind this. Quickly send a few people over to defeat him. If we let him continue like this, even our Ghost Scholars will be defeated."

A ghostly scholar looked at Ye Ru in the distance, his eyes filled with intense killing intent, and then said in a sharp voice.

"Yes!"

"Everyone, hurry up and help! Brother Ye is healing us. If we don't protect him, wouldn't we be letting down our ancestors!"

As the ghost scholars prepared to act, the human scholars seemed to realize what was happening, and they also shouted in a stern voice before joining the battle once again.

"well enough."

Kong Ling stood next to Ye Ru, looking around warily.

Because what Ye Ru was doing had already attracted the attention of all those ghost scholars, he knew that if those ghost scholars came, he probably wouldn't be able to handle so many of them.

"Thankfully, it will be over in five more minutes."

Ye Ru's face also looked somewhat unpleasant, after all, even he was a little overwhelmed by using such a large amount of talent at once.

Then, he began to use the Cloud and Water Zen Mind technique to continuously generate talent within his body, which was eventually all transferred to his study.

With the blessing of this Zen-like tranquility, Ye Ru felt a little better.

shhhhhh!

At this moment, dozens of ghost scholars appeared on the stone platform where Ye Ru was. They all looked at Ye Ru and Kong Ling with hostile eyes, and Kong Ling also had a solemn expression.

Facing so many eccentric scholars at once was a tremendous pressure, even for someone as capable as him.

"You're the champion of the previous three competitions, aren't you? Today, we're going to finish you off right here!"

A sinister smile crept across the lips of a ghostly scholar as he looked at Ye Ru, his demonic power continuously spreading around him.

As the first ghost scholar released his demonic power, the other ghost scholars also exploded one after another. The powerful demonic power spread here, even causing some cracks to appear on the stone platform.

"Oh no, Ye Ru and Kong Ling are being surrounded."

Xie Ming looked at the stone platform and said with some concern.

Ye Ru is currently reciting the classics of the sages and cannot be interrupted at all. If he is interrupted, the book palace may crack.

They knew Kong Ling's talent; in a one-on-one fight, he might be unmatched among all the scholars, but facing the attack of ten ghostly scholars, he would likely be defeated in no time.

"Now we can only rely on Kong Ling and Ye Ru. Once Ye Ru is interrupted, the human scholars here will probably be like moths to a flame. Once it gets to that point, it will be unimaginable."

Mr. Kong nodded, his eyes slightly narrowed as he looked at Ye Ru and the other person in the secret realm, and said.

"We can't go in and stop them now. Everything depends on whether they can unite. In this situation, only by uniting can they win."

Mr. Meng said in a deep voice.

Everyone's gaze was fixed on the area where Ye Ru was located, and they all clenched their fists tightly, after all, it had now turned into a battle between two races.

Within the secret realm, tensions were high, with talent and demonic power locked in a stalemate, and the ghostly scholars seemed poised to make their move.

"How about it? Can you hold on for a little while? I'm almost done."

Ye Ru turned his head and looked at Kong Ling with a solemn expression, and said.

"Don't worry, I can hold on for these five minutes."

Kong Ling smiled and shook his head, but his eyes grew increasingly serious, and then his talent gradually condensed within him.

If the Ghost Scholar defeats Ye Ru, the latter will likely become a cripple.

Although he was from the State of Jin and Ye Ru was from the State of Yanhuang, they were able to form a united front when facing the Ghost Scholar.

"Hmph, if you leave now, you still have a chance to live. If you don't leave, we'll have to make our move!"

The leading ghost scholar's expression darkened as he watched Kong Ling take a step forward and stand in front of Ye Ru. He then spoke in a deep voice.

"If you want to eliminate Ye Ru, you'll have to get past me first. I want to see how you ten ghost scholars can all come at me at once."

Kong Ling shook his head, his inner energy condensing more and more powerfully. Then, with a wave of his hand, a calligraphy brush appeared in his hand.

The brush has a crystal-clear color all over, and there is a faint shimmering light around it, which looks very magical.

"I feel like I've seen this pen somewhere before."

Looking at the crystal-clear writing brush, Ye Ru thought to himself, and then began to read the Siku Quanshu (Complete Library of the Four Treasuries) while reciting the text. Sure enough, he found the exact same description of the brush in the book.

"It's actually the Spring and Autumn Annals. As expected of someone from a family of saints, their background is indeed profound."

With a sigh, Ye Ru concentrated and began to recite again.

This Spring and Autumn Annals Brush is a sixth-grade literary treasure, crafted by the Lu family. Due to the extremely rare materials used, only one is made each year.

Moreover, the price is extremely high.

However, with this literary treasure, one can gain considerable inspiration whether writing poetry or prose.

"Do it!"

Seemingly aware of the power of the Spring and Autumn Annals, the leading ghost scholar suddenly waved his hand, his figure shooting directly towards Kong Ling like a sharp arrow.

The figure reflected in her pupils grew larger and larger. Kong Ling narrowed her eyes and then suddenly pointed her Spring and Autumn Brush in the air. Instantly, a stream of ink transformed into an ink sword, carrying great power as it pierced straight through.

puff!

In an instant, the ink sword pierced through the ghost scholar's body, and the latter immediately spat out a mouthful of blood and flew backward.

This move stunned all the ghost scholars present.

"Who else is coming?"

Kong Ling glanced around, his entire demeanor seemingly different from before, a sharp edge appearing on his face.

"Let's do it together!"

The ghost scholars looked at each other in bewilderment, then suddenly sprang out, their demonic power surging at that moment, and finally blasted towards Kong Ling.

Seeing these people join forces, Kong Ling took a deep breath and murmured:

"bring it on!"