Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations
"Tortoise Phoenix Shaman Seal!"
Seeing Patriarch Meng Wen's attack, many Confucian powerhouses exclaimed in shock and trembled.
The Tortoise Phoenix Shaman Seal was the ultimate technique of the Confucian school. Not all disciples of the Confucian school had the qualifications and potential to successfully cultivate it.
However, once the Tortoise Phoenix Shaman Seal was activated, it was almost impossible for cultivators of the same realm to resist.
"Guji …"
The tortoise and phoenix intertwined, and the power of the Shaman God surged. The runes were resplendent, and the fluctuations were like ripples that spread out. Then, it evolved into a stormy wave that swept towards Du Shaofu.
"Tsk, tsk …"
Du Shaofu looked straight at the Tortoise Phoenix phantom with ripples in his eyes. The light in his eyes was like lightning, resplendent and dazzling.
In the next instant, Du Shaofu attacked. He waved his hand and reached out. The surrounding space immediately turned dark. His palm slapped down, and a handprint swept out from the void and turned into a resplendent light.
"Boom …"
As the power of the Shaman God surged, the voice of a God and a Demon echoed. A god and a demon shadow swept out from the handprint and appeared in the void.
"Wuuu …"
At this moment, the God and Demon roared, and the power of the Shaman God surged. This was the evolution of the power of the Shaman God, and it turned into a god and a demon shadow.
This handprint swept down, and the surrounding space shattered inch by inch. It was incomparably violent, and a strange phenomenon appeared. It was a terrifying scene!
"Boom …"
Such attacks then collided, and endless light burst out. The power of the Shaman God swept through the sky and drowned the sky.
"Whoosh …"
The shattered resplendent runes rushed in all directions like fireworks, sweeping high into the sky. The destructive power was extremely shocking!
There was a terrifying power in the energy wave that could naturally suppress Patriarch Meng Wen's attack and crush the Tortoise Phoenix phantom.
This terrifying pressure also made the disciples of the Confucian school below tremble in fear, and their hearts palpitated for no reason.
"Drip …"
Many Confucian powerhouses were the first to see that there was blood on Patriarch Meng Wen's palms during the collision. A wound had appeared on his palms.
"Thud … Thud …"
Patriarch Meng Wen staggered in the void and was sent flying. His eyes were filled with shock and astonishment.
In the void, the eyes of the old man with the demeanor of an immortal surged with a fiery excitement. His scholarly robe fluttered as his voice rang out, "The Grand Shaman has come out of seclusion. Why aren't you all saluting?"
His voice echoed throughout the scholarly faction, falling into the ears of every scholarly disciple.
"Greetings, Grand Witch!"
The disciples of the Confucian school knelt down and saluted. The Grand Shaman was an ancient existence of the Confucian school. It was said that only the few supreme geniuses of the Confucian school who had passed through the Grand Shaman Peak in ancient times had the title of Grand Shaman.
Supreme Shaman, that was the supreme title of the Confucian School of Thought. He did not interfere in the affairs of the Confucian School of Thought, but his status was equal to that of the Honorable Lord!
"Greetings, Grand Witch!"
All the elders and protectors bowed, their eyes filled with excitement.
At that moment, everyone could see that the greatest benefit from the Grand Shaman Peak in the Grand Shaman Peak had been obtained by the Demon King Du Shaofu. Otherwise, how could he have the power of the Sorcerer God on him? That power could suppress the techniques and attacks of the Confucian school.
In the void, Du Shaofu looked around. His eyes glowed with divine light. The power of the Sorcerer God surged around him as if there was endless power surging in his body.
… … …
The elegant hall was filled with the smell of books.
In the hall, an old man with the demeanor of an immortal, dressed in scholarly robes, spread out a scroll of jade in the palm of his hand. In the void in front of him, the jade scroll shone with a monstrous light. The power of the Sorcerer God permeated the air. Endless runes surged, accompanied by the sound of gods and demons, and the pressure was terrifying.
"The Scripture of the Sorcerer God, it really is the Scripture of the Sorcerer God. This is the treasure of the Confucian School of Thought that has been lost since the catastrophe of the world. It records the highest level of the Confucian School of Thought. I never thought that it would always be behind the Grand Shaman Peak in the Grand Shaman Peak. This is the treasure of the Confucian School of Thought!"
The old man was excited. He put away the jade scroll and held it in the palm of his hand as if he had found a treasure. Then, he looked at Du Shaofu and asked, "Young friend, have you really comprehended the Scripture of the Sorcerer God?"
"You can say that I have somewhat comprehended it. But the Scripture of the Sorcerer God is vast and profound. I only know the surface."
Du Shaofu said. After passing through the Grand Shaman Peak in the Grand Shaman Peak, the treasure he obtained was the Scripture of the Sorcerer God. After comprehending it for three months, he was considered to have learned it.
As for the Scripture of the Sorcerer God, Du Shaofu was still in shock. The vastness of the Scripture of the Sorcerer God was no less than the Way of the Tyrannical Fist, Way of the Sword, and Way of the Tyrannical Fist.
The Scripture of the Sorcerer God was not a Confucian School of Thought, but it recorded the highest level of the Confucian School of Thought. It was all-encompassing. Many of the martial arts had been lost in the Confucian School of Thought.
"I have somewhat comprehended it …"
Hearing this, the sage-like old man looked at Du Shaofu, and he couldn't help but be shocked.
He knew very well that Du Shaofu's comprehension of the Sorcerer God's Scripture was definitely not just a little bit, based on the fact that he had attacked Meng Wen.
What shocked the old man even more was that Du Shaofu was not a disciple of the Confucian School of Thought. He did not practice the Confucian School of Thought, nor did he come in contact with the Confucian School of Thought. However, in just three months, he had directly comprehended the Scripture of the Sorcerer God. This was simply shocking.
The Scripture of the Sorcerer God contained the highest level of martial arts in the Confucian School of Thought. Many of the profound martial arts had been lost in the Confucian School of Thought.
In ancient times, only the most outstanding disciples of the Confucian School of Thought could cultivate those profound martial arts, and only the most outstanding disciples had the chance to successfully cultivate them.
After the great calamity of the world, no one had been able to successfully pass through the Heaven's Path. The ancient experts of the Confucian School of Thought had either died or perished. The Confucian School of Thought had suffered a great blow, and those martial arts had not been left behind.
Within the Scripture of the Sorcerer God, apart from the martial arts of the Confucian School of Thought, the most important thing was the comprehension of the Sorcerer's Power.
The Sorcerer's Power that the disciples of the Confucian School of Thought cultivated was far inferior to the Sorcerer's Power cultivated by the ancestors of the Confucian School of Thought in ancient times.
Cultivating like this would affect one's cultivation in the future, making it impossible for one to progress further.
The old man had long since sensed that the reason his cultivation had been slow was related to the Sorcerer's Power in his body, which was affecting his cultivation.
It was rumored that the secret to increasing the Sorcerer's Power was hidden within the Scripture of the Sorcerer God. However, the Scripture of the Sorcerer God had always been missing, and it had been suspected that it had been lost during the great calamity of the ancient times.
There were also experts of the Confucian School of Thought that perhaps the Sorcerer's Power contained the Scripture of the Sorcerer.
However, generations of supreme geniuses of the Confucian School of Thought had tried to pass through the Heaven's Path, and they had lost many disciples, but they had never succeeded.
Now, the Scripture of the Sorcerer God had appeared before him. How could the old man not be shocked?
"Senior Meng, why would such a treasure of the Confucian School of Thought be placed under the Heaven's Path?"
Du Shaofu asked. There were many martial arts of the Confucian School of Thought in the Scripture of the Sorcerer, and there were records of the Sorcerer's Power. It was because of those records and cultivation methods of the Sorcerer's Power that Du Shaofu was able to comprehend the Sorcerer's Power.
As for the identity of the old man before him, Du Shaofu already knew that he was a Saint of the Confucian School of Thought.
He learned from Kong Yuqi that this Saint of the Confucian School of Thought was known as the Martial Scholar Saint in the outside world. His name was Meng Jiuyuan, and he had once shaken the world. He was one of the few terrifying experts left in the world.
Feeling the invisible aura of the Martial Scholar Saint in front of him, Du Shaofu found that the aura of the Martial Scholar Saint seemed to be higher than the aura of the Saint of the School of Legalism and the School of Zongheng.
"The Scripture of the Sorcerer contains many lost martial arts of the Confucian School of Thought, as well as the comprehension of the Sorcerer's Power. Only the most talented disciples are qualified to cultivate it, and only the most talented disciples have the chance to succeed."
Meng Jiuyuan opened his mouth and said, "I guess that's why the ancestors of the Confucian School of Thought placed the Scripture of the Sorcerer after the Path of Heaven at Wu Peak. It was to let the disciples who passed the test get the qualification. Later on, the Great Tribulation of the World affected all living beings, and the Confucian School of Thought was no exception. Many experts and ancestors fell. Since then, no one has been able to pass through the Path of Heaven at Wu Peak."
Du Shaofu narrowed his eyes. It was a blessing to be able to obtain the Scripture of the Sorcerer this time. Although there was no obvious improvement in his cultivation after comprehending the Sorcerer's Power, his strength was incomparable to before.
Especially the vastness of the Sorcerer's Power. Du Shaofu felt that if he continued to comprehend the Scripture of the Sorcerer, he would definitely not be inferior to the Way of the Tyrant and the Way of the Fist if he continued to comprehend it.
"The Scripture of the Sorcerer is returned intact. It will be handed over to the Confucian School of Thought in the future. I will not leak anything about the Scripture of the Sorcerer."
Du Shaofu said to Meng Jiuyuan. The Scripture of the Sorcerer only existed in the sealed space under the Path of Heaven at Wu Peak. Everything in the Scripture of the Sorcerer was copied from Du Shaofu's mind and engraved on the jade slip. It could be said that it was returned intact.
Having obtained a treasure like the Scripture of the Sorcerer of the Confucian School of Thought, Du Shaofu was very conscious and naturally would not leak it.
"This old man will not be shy about the Scripture of the Sorcerer. It is indeed very important to the Confucian School of Thought. The great calamity of the world is coming again. The Scripture of the Sorcerer is not something that everyone can cultivate and comprehend. But for many of the elders of the Confucian School of Thought, if they can comprehend the Scripture of the Sorcerer, they will definitely obtain great benefits and even be able to advance further. When the time comes, they will also have more power to protect themselves!"
Meng Jiuyuan looked at Du Shaofu and said, "Little friend, there is no need to worry about other things. You have passed through the Path of Heaven at Wu Peak. Although you are not a disciple of the Confucian School of Thought, you have comprehended the Power of the Sorcerer and also comprehended the Scripture of the Sorcerer. This is also the will of the heavens for you to be the Honorable Sorcerer of the Confucian School of Thought."
"Senior, this is not very good. The Confucian School of Thought is one of the Nine Great Families. After all, I am still young."
Du Shaofu felt rather helpless. He knew the identity of the Honorable Sorcerer. Although he did not have any real power in the Confucian School of Thought, his status was high and could be on par with the Lord.
The Honorable Sorcerer was the title of the supreme genius of the Confucian School of Thought who had passed through the Path of Heaven at Wu Peak in ancient times.
"You are the Lord of the Barren Country and the Young Clan Leader of the Golden-winged Rocs. With your cultivation and strength, and now that you have comprehended the Power of the Sorcerer of the Confucian School of Thought, you are absolutely qualified."
Meng Jiuyuan looked at Du Shaofu and frowned. Then, he suddenly turned his eyes and stared at Du Shaofu, "You are not thinking of leaving, are you? Let me tell you, kid. You have comprehended the Power of the Sorcerer of the Confucian School of Thought and comprehended the Scripture of the Sorcerer of the Confucian School of Thought. You have to be the Honorable Sorcerer whether you want to or not. It is decided."
"This …"
Du Shaofu had a somewhat complicated look in his eyes. His face was somewhat distorted. Is this really a dignified sage of the Confucian School of Thought? Why does he feel somewhat special?
"Senior, I have a lot of trouble. If I become the Honorable Sorcerer of the Confucian School of Thought, I am afraid that I will implicate the Confucian School of Thought." Du Shaofu smiled helplessly.
"Isn't it just Legalism, the School of Vertical and Horizontal, and the Dragons? You have the Golden-winged Rocs behind you, as well as the School of Mohism, the School of Yin-Yang, and the School of Agriculture. You have a good relationship with the Confucian School of Thought. What is there to be afraid of?"
Meng Jiuyuan raised his eyes and looked at Du Shaofu, saying, "I will keep the news of you becoming the Honorable Sorcerer of the Confucian School of Thought a secret for the time being. When you need it, the Confucian School of Thought will definitely lend you a hand. You will not lose out by becoming the Honorable Sorcerer of the Confucian School of Thought."
"Very well then …"
Du Shaofu smiled bitterly. It seemed that he could not refuse even if he wanted to. However, becoming the Honorable Sorcerer of the Confucian School of Thought seemed to be beneficial to him at present.
"Very well, it is decided then."
Meng Jiuyuan revealed a smile, but it had an aura of its own. It was majestic without being angry and aloof. Finally, he said to Du Shaofu, "You are already the Honorable Sorcerer of the Confucian School of Thought. In the future, you can freely enter and leave all the places of the Confucian School of Thought. I will not accompany you anymore.
After leaving such a sentence, Meng Jiuyuan's figure floated away.
Du Shaofu smiled bitterly and then left the hall.
A moment later, Du Shaofu met the Honorable Lord, Kong Zhuohao.
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