Demoness, where are you Fleeing to?-Chapter 51 - Achieving Fame comes as easily as

Chapter 51: Chapter 51: Achieving Fame comes as easily as reaching into a bag_1

Chapter 51: Chapter 51: Achieving Fame comes as easily as reaching into a bag_1

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When Li Xuan finished his poem, Li Chengji, standing next to him, was also dumbfounded. He savored the lines of the poem, then he gradually become distraught, wondering if he had truly undermined the future of his own second son.

Li Yan still wouldn’t submit verbally, “Who knows where you plagiarized this from?”

But he still didn’t get the ‘Hanjiaojue’ back. He had truly never heard this poem of Li Xuan’s before.

“If my brother still doubts, we can bet again.” Li Xuan had already attached the jade pendant to his belt, and smirked provocatively, “It also needs to be a poetry fitting the occasion; I’ll put your ‘Hanjiaojue’ as the stake.”

Li Yan looked incredibly uncertain, he stammered his lips, seemed like he would agree, yet moments later, he looked up front, “Humph! The speed’s not bad, will be at Dasheng Pass if not paying attention.”

“Tsk!” Li Xuan had to chuckle, his eyes filled with contempt and disdain, “What a coward!”

Li Yan pretended not to hear, his eyes still attentively focused on the front, as if something was strongly attracting him forward.

Li Xuan followed his gaze and saw an enormous and magnificent pass city looming in the distance. That was where Emperor Tai of Jin laid an ambush and defeated Prince Han Chen Liang. The Jin Dynasty then established a pass here, hence its name, ‘Dasheng’.

Li Chengji felt a nameless guilt, wringing his hands in regret, “Looks like I truly wronged you. The State Preceptor clearly said you’re gifted and born intelligent.”

“Father, don’t worry about it.”

Li Xuan, like a real scholar, raised his sleeve with disappointment and a look of acceptance; “Although it’s a pity that I didn’t choose the path of scholars, my future in the Liudao Division isn’t all that bad. If I cultivate properly in the future, I could potentially reach the heavenly level and even attain longevity.”

But inside he thought, it’s fortunate that his past life did not choose the path of scholarly examinations, otherwise his current situation would be worrisome, surely he can’t really become a script copyist?

Li Xuan still had some shame. Sure, showing off occasionally with the poetry of ancient people was fine, but if it came to relying on the wisdom of ancient people to make a living, he couldn’t rest easy.

If he were to actually do that, he might not be able to develop the most important quality of a Confucian scholar, the Great Rectitude.

“We have truly put you through much.”

After Li Chengji said this, he looked at Li Xuan, then towards his eldest son. Overwhelmed by an inexplicable joy, he beamed with satisfaction.

His eldest son, Li Yan, never gave him any worries. This child had always been one of the most outstanding among his peers. Now even his most reckless and wayward second son had begun to show ambition and was beginning to make something of himself.

What more could he ask for with such sons?

Since they had important matters to handle, none of the three drank much. After each had sipped a few flasks of rice wine, they stopped drinking.

As they put down their chopsticks, the boatwoman, who had been respectfully standing by the side, swiftly cleared their table. At this point, Li Yan asked, slightly confused about something, “What happened to your little brat? Why don’t I see him?”

The boatwoman’s face changed slightly, her eyes filled with sadness, “I appreciate Prince’s concern. My child fell ill three months ago and passed away.”

“Dead? How could that be? Such a robust young boy.”

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Li Yan was taken aback. As he was taken aback, he heard the little girl sitting at the left side of the ship speak: “Mother, you’re lying. Brother didn’t die, he was just sent away, to live comfortably in someone else’s home–”

The color of the couple on the boat changed instantly. An old man not far away walked over agilely and briskly, he covered the little girl’s mouth while smiling awkwardly at Li Yan: “Forgive us, Princely Heir, the child doesn’t know any better. She misses her brother too much and is speaking nonsense.”

Li Yan raised an eyebrow, then the corners of his mouth curled up coldly, moving his gaze elsewhere, clearly showing that he had no intention of delving deeper.

However, Li Xuan couldn’t help but look over: “By the sound of it, there might be more than meets the eye?”

“Xuan, you don’t need to ask anymore.” Li Chengji shook his head, sighing: “This boatman is from the descendants of the Nine Surnames of the fishermen, it’s not uncommon for them to give their children to the wealthy families on shore as adopted sons.”

“The Nine Surnames of fishermen?” Li Xuan was puzzled: “What are the Nine Surnames of fishermen? I’ve never heard of it before.”

“Chen, Qian, Lin, Li, Yuan, Sun, Ye, Xu, He, these are the nine surnames, descendants of Prince Han Chen Liang and his nine generals who were defeated and demoted to the status of a lowborn by the Great Ancestor. They were called lowborn, but their status was even lower than that of a lowborn.”

Li Yan said it calmly: “The Great Ancestor had ordered them not to live on the shore or marry a commoner. They were also heavily taxed, so most of these fishermen lived in great hardship, with very few chances to set foot on land in their lifetime. As a result, many of them would rather extinguish their own ancestral lineage, seizing any opportunity to send their offspring ashore, allowing them to change their names and escaping their predicament.”

Li Xuan involuntarily narrowed his eyes, deep in thought. After a while, he came back to his senses, chatting idly with his father and brother as if nothing had happened.

It wasn’t until the second watch that Li Xuan went into the small guest room arranged by the boatmen and started cultivating his ‘Hunyuan Celestial Scripture’ by combining his ice and thunder powers.

Without the help of the spiritual Medicine Qiu’s penis, Li Xuan was only able to muster six circulations of his Zhenyuan before he became mentally fatigued, having exhausted his mental energy.

It was evident from Li Xuan’s recent growth and progress in his Primordial Spirit. In the past, he could only manage five of these Zhenyuan circulations at most.

Furthermore, he only needed to take one ‘Shaoyang Elixir’ when he went to sleep, which warmed his whole body. He did not need to endure the torment of the Cold Power filling his body.

As he continued to cultivate his ‘Shenxiao Juemie Thunder’, the benefits it had for his body became more evident with each passing day.

Besides, part of it was due to the legacy from his Ancestor. After the ‘God-Whipping’ that day, Li Xuan felt that his Thunder Style Zhenyuan had improved a lot, showing some signs of progress.

At least in the third house level, the Thunder Style Zhenyuan he held onto was quite exaggerated. These were the exact words of Li Chengji. The latter has seen countless young heroes, and also understands the various mystical sects.

Lastly, to Li Xuan’s delight, the ‘Yesha’ that had amassed in his heart had been refined and dispelled by his Ancestor’s Primordial Spirit.

The day after he fought against the Demoness Zidie, the green patch on Li Xuan’s chest had grown to the size of a palm. After that episode of ‘God-Whipping’, the eerie green patch had shrunk to the size of an egg, and the throbbing pain had clearly lessened considerably.

Consequently, Li Xuan coveted that sword in the hall more than anything else. The regrettable thing was that Li Chengji wasn’t willing to unseal it for him anymore. Earl Chengyi believed that he hadn’t even grasped the “Shi”of Martial Law, so using the Ancestor’s Sword again would be a waste of opportunity.

In this world, when a Wu cultivator begins to get a glimpse of the path, they can have ‘Yun’. When ‘Yun’ reaches its peak, they can create ‘Shi’. The ‘Shi’of Martial Law allows the Wu cultivator to integrate with the world at a preliminary level and use the power of the universe. Each move no longer simply relies on their own Zhenyuan.

Watching the first Earl Chengyi perform various secret Wu Techniques that day, Li Xuan had gained some insight into the ‘Shi’of Martial Law. But now, he was slightly deficient in every aspect, Zhenyuan, his level of cultivation and proficiency in techniques, hence, he was not yet at the threshold.