Peerless Taoist

The old sage looked at the people around him and suddenly said, "Heaven and earth have a great aura!"    

His words determined the world of the Nether Realm.    

In the past, there wasn't any noble aura in the Nether Realm, and everything was still in a relatively desolate state. There was no education, and everyone lived by killing.    

But now, the arrival of the Literature Saint had brought the long river of noble aura of the Confucian Sect with him, and it decided the fate of all things in the world.    

At this moment, everyone could feel that there was a change in the world.    

It was as if the world had been filled with spiritual energy, and many people now had wisdom.    

At this moment, many strange ideas suddenly appeared in the minds of those who had previously been confused. These problems were easily solved by thinking about them.    

Even the children that were born at this moment would receive the blessing of the Wen Saint. There would be many geniuses amongst these children, and the overall strength of the entire Nether World Realm would increase dramatically.    

"Thank you, Saint!"    

The people around them all knelt down, their eyes filled with endless respect.    

The current Nether Realm was a place where the Wen Sheng was present!    

Was there still a need to worry about education?    

Even the Daoist scriptures that were currently prevalent in the cultivation world were explained by the Wen Sheng in some areas. This was a rare authority in the world, and who would dare to question Great Qin's ability to educate?    

Everyone was excited from the bottom of their hearts.    

Among those present, only Fan Dacheng's face was pale. It was as if his spine had been removed, and he was being pointed at by others.    

He was originally a mad man who wanted to use this opportunity to establish his might, but he did not expect that this would be the result.    

Fan Dacheng knew that he was finished. It would be even harder for him to establish a foothold in Fengdu City.    

If he had escaped to another realm and changed his name, no one would have known of him.    

But now, the darkness had merged into one.    

No matter where the news appeared, it would quickly spread everywhere.    

He, Fan Dacheng, had completely ruined his future!    

"This person really doesn't know what he is talking about. The Imperial Court has offered us so many benefits, but he just had to jump out."    

"Since Qin Huang obtained the acknowledgement of the Literary Saint, that naturally means that he's good for the human race. He's just a mere Confucian scholar. Why doesn't he look at himself in the mirror?"    

"Tomorrow, the entire Netherworld will be spreading rumors about him. He actually dares to fight against the Wen Sheng, so he can be considered to be famous."    

The voices from all directions continuously entered Fan Dacheng's ears, causing his face to become even redder.    

He struggled to get up and wanted to leave this place.    

However, a group of soldiers wearing black armor suddenly stopped him.    

The leader was an official who wore a flying fish robe and had a blade at his waist. He had an indifferent expression.    

"Fan Dacheng, this official is Qian Datong, the Heaven's Net Netherworld Protector. Do you know this person?"    

The official opened a portrait and brought it to Fan Dacheng.    

Seeing the portrait, Fan Da Cheng's eyes suddenly cracked as he roared, "Li Cheng Yuan, it's him! He tricked me to stop His Majesty's carriage! This damned beast!"    

At this moment, Fan Dacheng seemed to have found an outlet to vent his anger. He kept swearing and cursing at the person in the portrait.    

Qian Datong said coldly, "We found out that this person is a spy from the Tang Dynasty. You have to return to the yamen with us."    

The two scouts from the Nets Above Snares Below immediately picked Fan Dacheng up.    

Fan Dacheng only felt his legs go weak and a fear he had never felt before surged into his heart.    

"Hold on, I have nothing to do with the Tang Dynasty. I really don't know his true identity!"    

Fan Dacheng began to scream.    

However, no one cared about his words. They carried him and left the street.