Family Cultivation: My entire family are Villains

Chapter 311: 172, The Crucial Hou Yuduan

Gu Ci Geng Geng remains, looking up at the white drifting clouds

My heart is filled with boundless sorrow, when will the heavens reach their limit?

The wise have long passed away, and the laws rest in the early dawn of time

With the breeze upon the eaves, I unfold my book to read, the ancient path enlightens my complexion

Ji Yanzhi's voice, echoed resoundingly between heaven and earth...

Due to the decline of blood and Qi within his body, he had become hunched and shriveled up.

His face was crisscrossed with wrinkles, deep and numerous, devoid of any color, his whole figure resembling a dried corpse, ghastly as a fearsome ghost.

But his expression at this moment, was more composed than ever before, his eyes shining like stars, bright and clear, completely overshadowing his otherwise wretched form.

He was like a lamp that suddenly lit up, illuminating the night sky, and also began to rise softly in everyone's hearts below, not to mention Hou Yuxiao and others, even the six masters and as well as Southern Medicine Master and Wuxin from the three great experts, looked at him with a hint of admiration at this moment...

Because within my chest lies an undying heart of righteousness, fame and wealth to me are but clouds on the horizon. The sorrow in my heart is endless, I ask when will the heavens have a finality.

The sages one by one have left me far behind, their examples inscribed in my heart. Under the eaves, I open my book to read in the breeze, the brilliance of the ancients will illuminate and guide me steadfastly on my path.

This is the meaning expressed by these four lines of poetry, Hou Yuxiao recited silently in his heart, gazing into the sky at Ji Yanzhi with a face set for death, he could not help but hold in solemn respect for this more than a thousand-year-old, yet still righteous Great Confucian and Taoist Expert.

Cultivating the mind, distinguishing clearly, rectifying the heart, investigating things, extending knowledge, understanding thoroughly, if you look at the names of the Confucian and Daoist Cultivation Realm, you know that the path of Confucianism founded by the Master is a study of the heart. If one's words and deeds don't follow the heart's aspirations, it is impossible to cultivate the way of Confucianism.

Ji Yanzhi had, over a thousand years ago, to save the city's people, harmed his sister Hong Linger. Whether he was wrong or not depends on the perspective one takes.

From Hong Linger's point of view, he was wrong, yet from the standpoint of those more than hundred thousand people, what he did was an utterly correct deed.

That Ji Yanzhi failed to save the hundred thousand people in the city doesn't mean he was wrong, even if Hou Yuxiao didn't care much for him and admitted to himself that he couldn't be as selflessly generous, he still felt deep down that sacrificing one person to save a hundred thousand was not a mistake.

What he did wrong from beginning to end, was to have a sense of guilt towards Hong Linger.

The moment he felt guilty, it meant that he began to doubt his actions, in other words, he started wavering on the principles he had followed all his life and started doubting the path of Confucianism he had clung to.

Once doubt arose, it triggered a chain reaction.

His heart, his way, all began to collapse. Tempted by a phrase from the Blood Demon, it erupted in an instant, causing even his revered Master to abandon him, and it destroyed his path to becoming a Sub-saint.

Ji Yanzhi acknowledged his guilt towards Hong Linger, accepted the abandonment by the Master and the sages, and also accepted the shattering of his dream to become a Sub-saint, but at the end of his life, he still chose to uphold the justice in his heart, his own way.

A third-rank Indestructible Realm demon, even during the Great Yu Dynasty, was an unparalleled demon rampaging without restraint. Such a supreme Demon Head left unhandled would bring catastrophic disasters to the world.

Ji Yanzhi's aura suddenly became powerful, his stooped body gradually elongating, and at the same time, the wrinkles on his face began to slowly fade away, his decaying visage gradually regained youthfulness.

In no time, Ji Yanzhi transformed from an ancient elder into a young scholar with fine features and a dashing appearance.

His eyes shone like stars, and the Holy Light of Confucianism that covered him had already lit up the night sky. Just a moment ago, the Master and nine sages who had abandoned him now formed ethereal shadows behind him, and with the arrival of these Confucian sages, his aura condensed into a white ocean, making him unprecedentedly powerful.

"Ling Er, if there could be another life, your brother will not cultivate Confucianism, and will not fail you."

Ji Yanzhi gazed at the Maiden Hong before him, his tone was mild, yet his expression was resolutely determined. After his words fell, he extended his right hand, his forefinger and middle finger forming a sword gesture, pointing forward.

"Eight Apertures Soul Burning, Heart-Into-Sword, seal!"

At the utterance of nine words, Ji Yanzhi's pupils focused sharply, and in his heart's Eighth Orifice, a white flame suddenly emerged, quickly transforming into a roaring inferno, igniting his body, as well as the vast Righteous Qi of Confucianism that spread for hundreds of miles behind him.

If Maiden Hong's earlier burning black sea of fire embodied evil and fear, then at this moment, Ji Yanzhi's white sea of fire was the embodiment of justice and openness.

The entire white sea of fire rapidly spread, interweaving with Maiden Hong's black sea of fire, forming a counterbalance. Not only that, but Maiden Hong's millennial locust tree's main body was also invaded step by step by the white sea of fire, myriad vines twisted as if facing their natural predator, quickly retracting back into her body.

The abundant Vast Righteous Qi from Ji Yanzhi's Eighth Orifice, after forming the white sea of fire in the sky, did not dissipate but turned into a white orb of light wandering inside his body. As Ji Yanzhi gradually drove it, the orb flew to his right hand or more precisely, to the sword fingers he had just formed.

"To the people of the Confucian Sect, the Eighth Orifice is akin to the Dantian. Burning a lifetime's cultivation of Vast Righteous Qi, forging one's heart into this Righteous Spirit Sword, Ji Yanzhi is truly worthy of the name of a Great Confucian. He has certainly lived up to the reputation of Bailu Academy!"