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Without a Heroic Spirit, I Can Only Hand-Craft a Mythical Version of Myself – Chapter 98

Ch 98: Zhu Yuanzhang: Father, You're Not Dead?!

Ch 98: Zhu Yuanzhang: Father, You’re Not Dead?!

Inside Gaoyou City, in a detached courtyard.

Ma Xiuying was sewing clothes, and she looked towards the south from time to time, with a hint of worry in her eyes. She could hear from the guards watching her and the conversations between the maids that the situation in Haozhou City was very bad.

At the same time, she was also worried about Zhu Zhongba, who was struggling alone outside after separating from her.

“Zhongba, you must be well.” Ma Xiuying’s movements suddenly stopped, and she looked at the door in a daze, vaguely hearing two screams.

A figure turned over and came in, it was Tang He in armor, his armor was stained with blood, obviously the blood of the guards at the door.

“…What’s going on?”

“There’s no time, Sister-in-law.” Tang He’s voice was hurried, “I’ve found out that the one who attacked this time is Bolot Temur, a demonic general of the Demonic Yuan! He is a leader of the younger generation of the Demonic Yuan, and it is said that he even caused huge casualties to the main force of the rebel army in the north before.”

“Haozhou City can’t be defended, we must evacuate immediately! I have already contacted the generals, and they will clear the way, and I will lead you to retreat directly from the small gate… If Haozhou City is captured, there will inevitably be chaos, and the demons will only care about slaughtering the city, and will not care about scattered people like us fleeing.”

Ma Xiuying’s heart skipped a beat. Although she was pained by the future fate of the people of Haozhou City, she was not indecisive. She gritted her teeth and said, “I know! Then I will have to trouble General Tang…”

“General Tang? Is this the Tang He you are talking about?” A voice with a hint of interest suddenly came from outside the closed door, making the expressions of the two people on the scene stiffen at the same time.

“Exactly, exactly!” Guo Zixing quickly agreed, his voice also with a hint of fear and anger, “Making you laugh… It’s unfortunate for the family! My Red Turban Army actually spread such a joke of fratricide.”

The door opened abruptly, Guo Zixing took the lead to walk in, with a hint of anger, he glared at Tang He fiercely, making him shiver and his face turn pale.

“Father, the surname Tang doesn’t understand the strength of the Red Turban Army, and made a wrong judgment. He should be beaten, scolded, and punished!” Ma Xiuying also quickly got up, seemingly standing on Guo Zixing’s side to reprimand him severely, but in reality, she was doing her best to protect Tang He’s life.

“You…” Guo Zixing’s face was gloomy, but he was stopped by Chu Mo waving his hand after only saying one word. He first looked at the future Empress Ma, and then cast his gaze on Tang He.

Tang He’s body trembled, seemingly out of fear, but in reality, his palm was tightly gripping the sword, obviously determined that if the situation was not right, he would either run away by himself, or take Ma Xiuying to escape. And whether to take Ma Xiuying or not depended on whether Guo Zixing also had murderous intentions towards Ma Xiuying.

“Young Tang, do you recognize who I am?” Chu Mo said leisurely.

“…Huh?” Tang He’s eyelids twitched, and then he gradually came back to his senses. This voice seemed a bit familiar, but he shouldn’t know this kind of big shot whose status was vaguely above Guo Zixing…

Raising his head and seeing Chu Mo, Tang He was stunned for a moment. He subconsciously rubbed his eyes, his mouth slowly opened wide, his scalp went numb at this moment, and the breath he was holding in his chest leaked out of thin air, and he sat down on the ground with a thud.

“Ghost, ghost ah… Old Master, I, I didn’t do anything ah! I’m loyal…”

Tang He was so frightened that he was incoherent. He recognized this person, but the problem was that this person must have died. And in this chaotic world where gods and humans lived together, ghosts were indeed real… However, all the ghosts who could survive in this era were extremely powerful and ferocious.

Even the city gods of this kind of positive god, also eat people. From this, it can be seen how terrifying and strange…

“What nonsense are you talking about?!” Guo Zixing was furious, and scolded with a ferocious expression, “Open your dog eyes and take a good look, this is the Confucian Sage in person!”

He had never heard of a sage being able to turn into a ghost. The soul power of a sage was too powerful, even if the physical body was destroyed, it could be regenerated and reborn… If the soul was not hurt, they would not die, and if the soul was destroyed, then there was no possibility of becoming a ghost…

To call a Confucian Sage or even a sage’s soul a ghost was a great shame. In the Former Song Dynasty, this crime was only one level lower than rebellion.

“Ah…?!” Tang He’s brain went blank. The old master of the Zhu family who had died was… a sage? No way? He didn’t even know that his good brother’s family was a family of scholars… He was even more terrified.

Could it be that this was an illusion constructed by ghosts and monsters? Then where was he now?

“Alright! Step back.” Chu Mo’s voice did not have the slightest fluctuation.

“…Ah?!” Guo Zixing was stunned for a moment, his expression changed slightly, but before he could say anything, several purple lights flashed out of thin air, and they actually wrapped around everyone on the scene, causing them to retreat uncontrollably.

The door also closed with a bang.

Chu Mo walked to Tang He, who was trembling all over, and kicked him out fiercely. He slammed into the adobe wall with a bang, his body deeply embedded in it.

Chu Mo sneered, “Before, I believed that you really misunderstood, but now if you still have that virtue! Sticking out that donkey egg face, don’t blame me for pressing you into the dung pit.”

After saying that, Chu Mo sat opposite Ma Xiuying, and without being polite, directly picked up the plums on the table and stuffed them into his mouth.

Ma Xiuying kept looking at Chu Mo, her expression gradually becoming strange, and gradually realized that this person in front of her seemed to look very similar to someone…

“…Pain, not an illusion? This, this, this, Old Master!” Tang He pulled himself down from the adobe wall in a daze, countless pieces of information gathered together at this moment, he gasped, “You’re not dead? This is impossible… I personally heard Zhongba say that he put you to… Also, you, how did you become a sage!”

“A thousand years of dreams are returned in one morning, things have changed…”

“That’s not important!” Chu Mo paused slightly, and said peacefully, “Alright, just follow what you said before… Take Ma Xiuying to Chuzhou to find Zhongba.”

“After so many years, I kind of miss him.”

Ma Xiuying’s body was trembling violently, and she had roughly guessed the situation at this moment, her heart beating uncontrollably. This… This was impossible! There was no reason for it… If it was really a family that could give birth to sages, how could Zhu Zhongba be like that when he met her?

Since ancient times, she had never heard of a family whose ancestors were sages being poor… Whether it was a chaotic world or a prosperous world, sage families, especially families with living sages, were respected by even the emperor and warlords everywhere.

Before she could say anything more, a ray of purple light refracted from Chu Mo’s forehead, and it actually wrapped around the three people on the scene out of thin air, and rose into the air.

“Point out a direction…”

Tang He pointed in the direction of the south with his teeth chattering, and the figures of several people instantly broke through the air and left.

“Oh, by the way,” Chu Mo suddenly thought of something, and casually asked, “Young Tang, by the way, tell me about the current situation of the world.”

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Tang He nodded with difficulty, looking at the scenery that was quickly receding below. In just a few breaths, he had already crossed the distance that he had spent most of the day traveling before. While suppressing the awe in his heart, he organized his words and narrated the general trend of the world.

Zhu Yuanzhang, who had already captured Chuzhou and possessed a large territory, in terms of his subordinate forces alone, had actually surpassed the Red Turban Army, which was still holding on to Haozhou and was not thinking of making progress.

And the enemies that Zhu Yuanzhang was most afraid of were Zhang Shicheng, a private salt dealer who rebelled in the northeast, and Chen Youliang in the northwest. In addition to this, there was also the northern Yuan court, which was firmly pressing on the heads of all the rebel armies, making them almost suffocated.

Even if the situation had fallen to this point, the Great Yuan was still the most powerful force in the world. The hundreds of thousands of Demonic Cavalry, even if they were mixed with a large number of Demonic Humans and were no longer like they were at their peak, where all the cavalry were pure-blooded demons, were still terrifying.

Chancellor Tokto’a of the Northern Dynasty, Prince of Runan Chaghan Temur, and even the Great Emperor of the Yuan Dynasty were all terrifying existences beyond the Sixth Realm. However, it seemed that out of some consideration, these existences rarely left Dadu, and even if they did, they would quickly return.

In addition, Liu Futong, the main commander of the rebel army in the north, was not weaker than those few… This was why the imperial court had not instantly extinguished the fires of rebellion everywhere.

“So that’s how it is.” Chu Mo’s expression was inexplicable, so the current limit of this world was beyond the Sixth Realm? Thoughts surged in his mind, and he asked Tang He about the cultivation situation beyond the realm, but Tang He’s face was full of confusion and bewilderment.

He was currently just a Celestial Phenomenon Realm cultivator. As far as he knew, there were no powerhouses beyond the realm in Zhu Yuanzhang’s forces at this moment. Was it a bit too much to ask him this question…

Chu Mo thought for a while, and didn’t care too much. If it really didn’t work, he would meet Zhu Yuanzhang and then go to the north to dig around.

He had figured it out. The south was currently a low-end game, and the north was currently the main battlefield recognized by everyone in the world, enough to determine the ownership of the world.

But speaking of it, Zhu Yuanzhang was the only freak in feudal history who unified the world by attacking from the south to the north.

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Chuzhou.

Marshal’s Mansion.

Zhu Yuanzhang was tall and had an extraordinary heroic appearance. There was a scorching divine light in his eyes, divine and stern. He cupped his fists at the man in Confucian robes opposite him, “I hope that you can teach me, sir!”

Li Shanchang gently waved his fan, but his expression was also a bit serious. He looked at the map placed on the table, “Bolot Temur is one of the most outstanding generals of the younger generation of the Great Yuan, with amazing potential. He has even obtained the approval of a certain wolf god among the Totem Wolves!”

“Every Totem God has truly signed a contract with the demon race, and their lives are bound together… Although in this world, the demon race is very respectful to the local earth gods and river gods everywhere, this is only because they consider that the gods are the true masters of the place, and they are only concerned about the power of the gods, that’s why they have that attitude… The totems are the real direct descendants!”

Taking a deep breath, Li Shanchang made a judgment, “Haozhou will be destroyed! Even with Lord of Haozhou, it will be the same, it’s just that the time of destruction still needs to be questioned.”

A trace of haze flashed in Zhu Yuanzhang’s eyes, thinking of his good brother and wife who had not yet returned, but his expression quickly returned to normal, “What is the change that you mentioned before, sir…”

Li Shanchang’s attitude instantly became completely different, his eyes with awe, also with a hint of fanaticism, he said with difficulty, “Sage!”

“…Sage?”

“Yes! There must be a sage in the literary path.” Li Shanchang kept pacing back and forth in place with joy and unease, “I felt that magnificent sage power! I believe that all those in the literary path realm who have reached a certain level have also sensed it…”

“The only thing that is not clear at the moment is whether it is Confucianism or Legalism, I hope it is not the poets… Except for figures like Li Taibai, the sages of the poets… Their strength is really! It’s hard to say in a word.”

“But no matter what, a sage has completely stirred up the waters of the world! We should spare no effort to speculate on the information of this sage, and see if we can… no, express goodwill to him! We cannot possibly have the capital to win over this sage.”

The more Li Shanchang spoke, the smoother he became, with regret on his face, “It’s a pity… If the sage returns, the literary hearts of the world’s literati will naturally be taken into our bag! Our power may be comparable to those of Chen Youliang and Zhang Shicheng in a few months.”

Zhu Yuanzhang was stunned for a moment, and sighed bitterly, after all, his foundation was too weak.

Suddenly, there was a commotion outside the door.

Zhu Yuanzhang frowned, slightly dissatisfied. Hadn’t he and Li Shanchang already driven away the idlers when they were discussing the world? Hadn’t he emphasized many times that he was not to be disturbed unless it was important?!

But soon, a look of surprise appeared on his face, because he heard the voice of his good brother, “Don’t stop me! I have something important to report to the general.”

Zhu Yuanzhang stood up, and opened the door abruptly. He saw his good brother pushing away the guards and rushing towards him, and the graceful woman standing behind his good brother. A touch of tenderness appeared in his eyes, “Sister… Ah?!!!”

Zhu Yuanzhang subconsciously rubbed his eyes, and found that the man standing next to his sister, the tenderness on his face still had not dissipated, and he froze in place out of thin air.

His brain crashed for a moment.

He wasn’t seeing things, right? The more he looked at this person, the more he felt like…

At this moment, Li Shanchang also walked out with a bit of dissatisfaction, but when he saw the group of people, and saw Chu Mo, his expression became stiff and horrified, also with a hint of ecstasy.

“…Father, you, you, you’re not dead?!”

“I am Li Shanchang from Dingyuan, greetings to the Sage!”

The two almost spoke at the same time, and then the figures of the two froze at the same time. They realized that something was wrong. They subconsciously looked at each other, their faces full of confusion. What were you saying?

Then, they turned their heads again stiffly, and looked at Chu Mo, who had a playful expression on his face at the same time!

Zhu Yuanzhang: “…?”

Li Shanchang: “…!”

Confirmed… The faces of the two were dull, and their hearts were throbbing. What they were looking at was actually the same person?!!


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Status: Ongoing Type: Author: Released: 2024 Native Language: Chinese
Chu Mo, carrying a Door of Time, transmigrates to an era of mythological resurgence, where ancient heroic spirits descend upon the world. The top experts here can traverse the universe, pluck stars from the sky, and shatter star fields with a thought.   At the bottom of society, Chu Mo can only rely on the Door of Time to travel through the river of history, shaping one mythical version of himself after another in the past, condensing them into heroic spirits.   [Human Race Sage Emperor] [Confucian Master] [God-Slaying Celestial Venerable] [Lord of Investiture of the Gods] [Ancient Ancestor of All Daos]โ€ฆ   While others are lamenting how to obtain their first heroic spiritโ€ฆ   Chu Mo looks at his many mythical versions of himself and falls into deep thought.   โ€ฆ   At the same time, as time passes, the tycoon experts who have obtained the legacies of numerous ancient heroic spirits also sense something is amiss.   "๏ผŸ Wait, the heroic spirit memories I obtained before showed that the one I inherited actually spent his entire life hunting down a man? Holy crap, the Demon Qing dragon vein was severed by that person? Is this the real reason for the Qing dynasty's demise?" โ€“ A certain Qianlong heroic spirit inheritor who wishes to remain anonymous.   "So the real history was like thisโ€ฆ That man, with his own strength, slaughtered throughout the heavens and the earth, fighting for the fate of the human race, which allowed the one I inherited to pacify the world and usher in a long period of stability and prosperity for the human race." โ€“ Zhu Yuanzhang heroic spirit inheritor.   "He alone dominated throughout the ages!" โ€“ Lord Lao heroic spirit inheritor.   ***   Chu Mo, a seemingly ordinary eighteen-year-old student in the year 2030, finds his life irrevocably changed when a late-night gaming session playing Palworld leads to a mysterious black mist engulfing his classroom. Transported to a parallel world, he discovers he possesses the power of the Doors of Time, allowing him to travel to the past. He is thrust into a world where a dynasty ruled by demons oppresses humanity. To survive, Chu Mo must master his time-traveling abilities and find a way to overthrow the demon dynasty. But as he delves deeper, he uncovers a conspiracy involving ancient gods and the true nature of the demon's power, forcing him to make impossible choices and confront enemies both human and demonic, all while grappling with the burden of his newfound power.

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