"Damn disgusting! I’m a man; it’s just that I’ve been cursed and turned into a woman! Every day I turn into a woman for half an hour." Zhu Xun was disgusted by Zhang Chen’s wiping of his nosebleed, and the hairs on his body stood up: "Still staring! How about I give you a thrill? Anyway, I’ve become a woman, might as well use it."
"Can you really thrill me?" Zhang Chen looked at Zhu Xun’s body and felt a strange impulse.
So beautiful! More womanly than any woman! More monstrous than any monster, even a saint would be tempted upon seeing.
"You damned bastard, truly hateful! I’m a grown man, and you’ve disgusted me! Get lost! This damn curse is truly hateful!" Zhu Xun’s voice was filled with curses.
Seeing Zhang Chen’s gaze, like that of a predatory beast, Zhu Xun was afraid he’d pounce over. In a panic, he dressed quickly, wrapped himself in a blanket, and watched Zhang Chen carefully.
Zhang Chen saw this and secretly chuckled, then turned to the toilet, loosened his pants but couldn’t pee because Ji Bangbang was too hard.
Don’t misunderstand, Zhang Chen is not a pervert; it’s a natural reaction when a man sleeps in the middle of the night.
Zhu Xun’s eyes widened seeing Zhang Chen hard, and his hairs stood up instantly. He couldn’t hide his sharp female voice: "You scoundrel! What are you thinking??? No random thoughts!!!"
Zhang Chen simply pulled up his pants, looked at Zhu Xun on the bed, feeling mischievous. He tore off his clothes: "Master, let’s sleep together. We’re both men, you shouldn’t mind."
"Get lost!" Zhu Xun kicked Zhang Chen off the bed with his big foot, like a scared rabbit, wrapped in the blanket in the corner, watching him.
"We’re both men, what’s to be shy about? So petty!" Zhang Chen muttered annoyedly, then took advantage of Zhu Xun’s inattention, quickly stepped forward, his hand like a snake darted into the blanket, touched Zhu Xun, then withdrew before he reacted.
"Damn you! I’m not clean anymore! I’ve suffered a loss! I’m not done with you!" Zhu Xun couldn’t hold back, burst into cursing.
Zhang Chen smiled smugly, he got his revenge, a small victory.
"Tomorrow I’ll find some big men, while this guy’s a woman, bully him, then I’ll feel even better." Zhang Chen pondered: "I’ll make sure this old bastard knows my capability."
Time passed slowly, Zhang Chen slept soundly, while Zhu Xun was uneasy, afraid Zhang Chen would climb into his bed at night and overpower him. By early morning, Zhang Chen was startled awake by chewing sounds, only to see Young Master Zhu Xun chewing grass.
Their eyes met, Zhu Xun’s gaze shifted, feeling ashamed under Zhang Chen’s gaze, but to avoid the curse, continued chewing grass, cursing: "Damn it, why should I enjoy this alone? I must get everyone involved."
Zhu Xun’s voice was full of rage, his mind turning, pondering how to drag others into this trap.
"Will you have breakfast?" Zhang Chen asked Zhu Xun, who was munching grass.
Zhu Xun was immediately unhappy upon hearing this, glaring at Zhang Chen: "Eating grass fills my stomach, where would breakfast go?"
Zhu Xun was displeased, feeling Zhang Chen was mocking him, and indeed Zhang Chen was teasing, since he was now imprisoned by this old guy, he felt a bit irritated.
Zhang Chen ignored him, went downstairs to eat, and after breakfast, returned to find an extra figure in his room: Chai Chuanxin!
Chai Chuanxin was holding scriptures, explaining Chen Sanliang’s essentials to Zhu Xun, who was nodding and immersed, Zhang Chen saw that Zhu Xun’s Vast Righteous Qi was visibly increasing.
Though the increase was slow, careful observation made it noticeable.
Zhang Chen’s arrival disturbed Chai Chuanxin, who paused his explanation, glaring at Zhang Chen, then nervously looking at Zhu Xun, calling out: "Master!"
"Keep explaining." Zhu Xun didn’t open his eyes, just instructed.
Chai Chuanxin dared not defy, continuing his explanation.
Zhang Chen closed the door, sat yawning, and Chai Chuanxin lectured half a day before stopping, seeing Zhu Xun like a wooden statue, suddenly his Vast Righteous Qi expanded, runes flickering, heat generating within.
"Yang God’s presence! This guy touched Yang God’s mysteries, did he step in or not?" Zhang Chen’s pupils shrank in shock, Zhu Xun’s talent was terrifying, absorbing Chen Sanliang’s scripture essence, broadening his mind.
"Unexpectedly, Chen Sanliang really concocted some things over the years, though the doctrines are immature, full of flaws defenseless under attack." Zhu Xun sighed, slowly opened his eyes: "After Chen Sanliang’s fall, inheriting his teachings, perfecting this path, you may add to Confucianism, perhaps becoming its second Saint."
"With you and other Masters ahead, your scholarship is billions of times mine, you’re like the moon, I’m a mere firefly, how dare I covet the Saint’s seat?" Chai Chuanxin humbly responded.
Zhu Xun didn’t continue but sighed: "If Chen Sanliang falls, it’ll be a Confucian unification vying for doctrine essence, whoever refines it becomes our Saint. The Confucian contest is finally coming, a great resurgence chance, a feast for strong Confucians!"
Hearing Zhu Xun, Zhang Chen’s pupils contracted, understanding the true meaning of the discourse.
Chen Sanliang has initiated a path, continuing Confucianism’s fortune, providing direction for scholars. This discourse aims to denounce him, seize his fate and doctrine.
Confucianism welcomes new doctrines and Saints, but not Chen Sanliang.
Chen Sanliang offended the Master, how could the Academy allow him to rise?
With Chen Sanliang’s downfall, his academic essence needs a successor; whichever Confucian sage first comprehends his path will replace him.
"I was shallow! Seeing only the surface!" Zhang Chen exclaimed, realizing he underestimated the world, especially the vast Academy.
The Academy’s move couldn’t be simple.
Toppling Chen Sanliang is incidental; the true aim is seizing his doctrine.
"Master obtained Chen Sanliang’s path, as his fate dissipates, it’ll fall to you. Having his texts first, understanding him first, who can rival you?" Chai Chuanxin’s voice was full of flattery.
Zhu Xun smiled proudly, waved Chai Chuanxin away: "Return, if any news arises, notify me first."
Chai Chuanxin hesitated, glancing at Zhang Chen, nonchalant and slouching, asked: "Master, this scoundrel knows our plan, shouldn’t we kill him now to prevent leaks, disrupting our plan?"