Chapter 898 – Emergence

Hsu Mansion.

In the study, Xu Qi’an sat at his desk, his fingers lightly clasping the desktop as he looked at the carving knives that coiled and wandered around the room.

“One Premise, Two Conditions …….”

He repeated the words and suddenly had a feeling of clarity, long, long ago, Xu Qi’an had been confused that the loss of the Great Feng’s national fortune had led to a decline in national strength, resulting in a series of subsequent calamities.

Supervisor Zheng, as a first grade magician, the same age as the country, should have even retrieved the qi and returned a clear sky to the Dafeng, but he did not do so.

It is only now that I realize that what Supervisor Zheng has been plotting from the very beginning is not just a dynasty in the district.

He wants a god of martial arts, and he wants to support a gatekeeper.

Knowing the answer, many of Supervisor Zheng’s unintelligible schemes in the past became reasonably clear.

This chess game is really throughout the whole situation ah …….. Xu Qi’an retrieved his scattered thoughts and returned his attention to the “one premise and two conditions”.

“Elder, I have half of the Da Feng’s national fortune, the qi left behind by the Buddha’s predecessor, and the qi of Mahayana Buddhism in me, do I already have this prerequisite?”

He asked for advice with an open mind.

“I’m just a carving knife!”

The ancient carving knife wrapped in clear light perfunctorily said:

“Jusheng, that thousand-dagger bastard, won’t tell me that.”

You are obviously a lazy posture, the Confucian saint did not say, but you a carving knife that has lived for more than 1,200 years, you should always have your own insight ……… Xu Qi an frowned.

He mused:

“Senior followed the Confucian Sage in authoring books and biographies, so he must be very knowledgeable.”

Upon hearing this, the carving knife came to life and hovered in front of Xu Qi’an:

“That’s for sure, the old man’s learning isn’t inferior to Ru Sheng at all, but it’s a pity that he’s changed and started to be jealous of my talent, and he even sealed me away.

“Why do you ask?”

Xu Qi’an said smoothly:

“To tell you the truth, I intend to write a book and a collection of poems to pass on after the Great Calamity.

“But writing a book is a big deal, and the latecomer is shallow …….”

The ancient carving knife bloomed with a piercing clear light, and he couldn’t wait to say:

“I’ll teach you I’ll teach you!”

It could be clearly felt that the artifact spirit’s emotions turned hyperactive.

Xu Qi’an hurriedly got up and bowed in surprise:

“Then I’d like to thank you, Elder.

“Well, but at the moment the great calamity is coming, senior has no intention to write a book, it’s better to wait until after we cope with the great calamity, so senior you have to help.”

Carving Knife mused for a moment, “Since you are so understanding and have given me a satisfactory payment, I will mention a few things.”

Without waiting for Xu Qi’an to thank him, it said straight to the point:

“The first is the premise of condensing qi, the Confucian saint once said that after the era of gods and demons and the era of human and demonic warfare, the qi of heaven and earth is all returned to the human race, and the prosperity of the human race is the general trend.

“And as the Central Plains is the birthplace of the Human Race, the dynasties in the Central Plains have also gathered the most Human Race’s Qi. That’s why the Supremes are going to cannibalize the Central Plains and plunder the qi.”

I know all of this, I don t need you to repeat ……… Xu Qi An spat in his heart.

“Although you have the general national fortune of the Middle Kingdom, how do you compare to the Buddha and the Witch God?” Carving Knife asked.

Xu Qi’an pondered seriously for a moment, “Compared to Him, the amount of qi I’ve accumulated should still be insufficient.”

The Buddha had gathered the qi of the entire Western Region, and the Sorcerer God should be slightly weaker, but should not be underestimated, as the qi of the Northern Realm was already all in His possession.

Also, chakra is something that may have special means of storage.

It’s hard to say that He doesn’t have extra chakras in His hands.

Carving Knife asked again:

“Then how much qi do you think it takes to be able to kill a Super Grade Martial God.”

Xu Qi’an didn’t reply, but in his heart, he had a judgment that all this qi that had gathered in him might not be enough.

The clear light of the ancient carving knife flickered smoothly, conveying intent:

“I’m not sure how much qi the Martial God needs, I can only judge a generalization, you’d better continue to seize qi from the Great Bong, more, is better than less.”

The reasoning is this, but now that the Supervisor is gone, how can I absorb the Da Feng’s qi? By the way, Zhao Shou is already the second rank …….. Xu Qi’an asked:

“Can Confucianism help me gain qi?”

Confucianism is one of the rare systems, among the major systems, that can control qi.

“Dream on, don’t even think about it!” Carving Knife flatly denied:

“Confucianism requires cultivation by qi, but the core spell is modifying rules, not manipulating qi.

“A simple influence might be able to do it, but acquiring the Great Bong’s chi to infuse it into your body is something only a Second Grade Warlock can do.”

In that case, we can only wait for Sun senior brother to be promoted to the second grade, but it is not easy to promote three to two. I can only do it for the sake of the world s life, sleeping Huaiqing ……… Xu Qi An said while sighing “hopelessly”:

“And what does it mean to be recognized by the world.”

The clear light of the carving knife swirled, conveying the thought with a smile:

“You have long been recognized by the world.

“Everything you’ve done since you’ve made a name for yourself has been seen by the Supervisor Zheng, and that’s why he chose you instead of drawing out his qi to cultivate others.”

The world knows Xu Qi’an’s great achievements and Xu Yinluo’s promise weighs a thousand pounds.

Knowing that he is the master of the people, he dares to kill the king for the people.

With all the deeds he had done along the way, he had long ago, without realizing it, acquired one of the qualifications for promotion to Martial God.

Xu Qi’an nodded without feeling surprised and asked a second question:

“Then how do you gain the recognition of heaven and earth?”

Carving Knife was silent for a long time and said:

“I don’t know, the description of being recognized by Heaven and Earth is too vague, and I’m afraid that even the Confucian Sage himself doesn’t seem to be clear about it.

“But I have a guess that the Supremes want to replace the Heavenly Dao, and perhaps, after you decide to make an enemy of the Supremes and fight Him head on, you will be recognized by Heaven and Earth.”

Xu Qi’an let out a ‘hmm’ and whirled around:

“I have an idea too.”

He spilled the beans about the Pacific Blade.

“The Superintendent has said that that is the Gatekeeper’s weapon, my qualification to become a Gatekeeper.”

Carving Knife thought for a moment and replied:

“Then we will have to wait for it to awaken.”

Business chatted out, the carving knife no longer stayed long and flew out the open window.

Xu Qi’an took out the fragment of the Earth Book and pondered for a moment, informing the members of the Heaven and Earth Society of the two conditions for promotion to Martial God.

But “a premise” was concealed.

[1: To gain the world’s approval, well, the Carving Knife has a point, and so does your speculation. When the Peaceful Sword awakens, we can see what happens.]

[4: It’s simpler than I thought, but it’s right, the gatekeeper, guarding the gate of heaven, naturally has to be recognized by heaven and earth first.]

[7: The carving knife is wrong. The Heavenly Dao is merciless and will not recognize anyone. If being an enemy of the Supremes could be recognized by the Heavenly Dao, the Confucian Sage would have long ago become the Gatekeeper. I think the key lies in the Peaceful Sword.]

The Holy Son spoke positively, and he possessed sufficient authority in discussing the heavenly ways.

Nine: In any case, the problem that has been plaguing us has finally been solved. The next step is to welcome the Great Tribulation, and the Compassion God should be able to break the seal one step earlier than the Witch God. Our focus should be on the Western Region and the Southern Border.]

Once the Compass God went north and attacked the Central Plains, the Buddha would definitely play a handful of matches with the Compass God.

If we can partake of the Middle Kingdom before the Witch God breaks free of his seal, then the Buddha’s chances of winning are the greatest of the superpowers.

[III: I understand.]

After ending the group chat, Xu Qi’an sent another private chat towards Huaiqing.

[3: Your Majesty, there is actually one more prerequisite for promotion to Martial God.]

[I: What premise?]

Huaiqing replied immediately.

[Three: Gathering of Qi Luck!

After this message was sent, there was complete silence over there.

Without the need for Xu Qi’an to explain in detail, Huaiqing seemed to understand the meaning of the words in seconds.

………

“Huh, the Compassionate God’s breath …….”

The carving knife suddenly paused as it skimmed across the courtyard; it sensed the aura of the Compassionate God.

At that moment, he turned his sword and shot towards the direction of the inner hall with a “swoosh”.

It turned into streams of light and arrived at the inner hall, locking onto the girl crouching by the hall door, staring intently at a potted orange tree.

She had a round face, a dainty demeanor, and didn’t look too bright.

Xu Lingyin immersed in their own world, did not notice the sudden appearance of the carving knife, but aunt Mu Nanjian a few female relatives, by the “uninvited guests” startled.

“This is the carving knife of the Confucian Sage!”

Lina said.

She had seen the carving knife many times.

Upon hearing that it was the carving knife of the Confucian Sage, the aunt was relieved and at the same time, her eyes brightened up.

“Why does she have the Compassion God’s aura on her?” The carving knife’s intention reached the ears of the crowd.

“The Compulsion God wanted to take her as a disciple, but Xu Rather refused, the root of the Seven Extinction Compulsion is inside her body.” Lina explained.

“This is a hidden danger, once the Compassion God gets close to the Central Plains, she will inevitably transform into a parasite and no one will be able to save her.” Carving Knife said in a deep voice:

“Even the Compassionate God will descend with will through her body.”

At that, the aunt was alarmed:

“Is there a way to defuse it?”

“It’s hard!” Carving Knife shook his blade head, “But with a half-step Martial God in the family, there’s no need to worry too much.”

The aunt thought about it, harboring a glimmer of hope:

“You are the carving knife of the Confucian saint?”

Because of the Pacific Blade, the aunt was not only able to accept that the weapon could talk, but she could also communicate with the weapon without any obstacles.

Although the aunt was an ordinary womanizer, she usually came into contact with high-level people.

Slowly develop an eye for it.

“No need to add the name “Confucian Sage”.” Carving Knife said with dissatisfaction.

“Uh-huh!” The aunt obeyed, angling her beautiful face and gazing at the carving knife:

“Can you teach my daughter to read.”

“How can that be!” The carving knife conveyed a disdainful thought, thinking that the aunt’s proposal was a big waste of time, and that it would be a disgrace for the Confucian Sage Carving Knife to teach a young child how to read:

“I only need a little to help her enlightenment.”

In the aunt’s heartfelt thanks, the tip of the carving knife gently tapped on Xu Lingyin’s brow.

Little DouDing blinked, with a naive look on his face, not understanding what was happening.

After a few seconds interval, the carving knife left her brow and hovered motionless in the air.

Auntie asked joyfully:

“My daughter is enlightened?”

Carving Knife was silent for several moments, and slowly said:

“Let’s talk about how to deal with the Seven Extinction Compass.”

Auntie: “???”

………..

South of the border!

In the extreme abyss, the sculpture of the Confucian Sage, which was covered with cracks, made a fine “clicking” sound, and in the next moment, the sculpture collapsed with a crash.

The power of the Compassionate God transformed into a thick fog that covered the sky, draping to tens of thousands of miles of plains, valleys, and rivers in the Southern Borderlands, bringing about terrifying changes.

Trees grew eyes, flowers grew fangs, animals transformed into parasites, and fish and shrimp in the river grew lungs and arms and legs and climbed ashore to fight the land creatures.

Depending on the contamination received, it shows different mutations.

The same races, some became Dark Compulsions, some became Force Compulsions, and the same thing was that they all lacked sanity.

Between different parasites, they like to devour each other and kill each other.

The southern border was completely transformed into a world of compulsion.

On the border between the Southern Border and Yuzhou, Long Tu and the chiefs were cleaning up the compulsion beasts on the border.

Although the Compulsion Beasts were irrational, would not actively attack cities and fortresses, and preferred to stay in places where the power of the Compulsion God was strong, there would always be some Compulsion Beasts that would come to the border because of their aimless scurrying.

These parasitic beasts are extremely terrifying catastrophes for ordinary people.

There were already several small villages along the border of Yuzhou that had been victimized by the parasitic beasts, so the leaders of the parasitic clan would come to the border every now and then to exterminate the parasitic beasts.

Suddenly, Long Tu and the others’ hearts palpitated, generating trembling from their souls as great fear exploded within.

They looked either sideways or back, to the south.

At this moment, the entire Southern Border’s Companion Beasts prostrated themselves on the ground, making submissive gestures and trembling.

Longtu’s throat knots rolled and his lips mumbled:

“Compulsion God, out of the world …….”

He proceeded to blush profusely:

“Quickly, inform Xu Yinluo.”