Villain: Take care of my wife and junior sister, win the heroine and I will be invincible

In the ancient and mysterious land of Wanshou Ancient Kingdom, the flames of war have burned to every inch of land.

At this moment, the atmosphere in the capital was extremely tense, as if even the air had frozen.

And in the center of this land, the Confucian holy land - the Sage Pavilion, has become the focus of everyone's attention.

The Sage Pavilion towers into the clouds and is majestic.

At this moment, a powerful and righteous spirit emanated from the pavilion, like thousands of rays of light rising up, dyeing the entire sky golden.

This positive energy is so strong that it has almost become tangible, as if a Confucian saint is really sitting in it, exuding endless majesty and wisdom.

Outside the pavilion, Wenshou Wenchang and several Confucian saints gathered together, and they all looked a little anxious.

Their eyes were fixed on the entrance of the Saint's Pavilion, as if waiting for some important moment to arrive.

"Kong Lingyu, you are finally coming out of retreat." Wenchang took a deep breath and said slowly. Although his voice was calm, it revealed an indescribable sense of tension.

Kong Lingyu is a leader among the younger generation of Confucianists and the only genius in Confucianism who has become a direct descendant of the Confucian family from an outsider.

However, during his previous experience in the secret realm, his mood plummeted due to an accident, and he developed inner demons.

This caused his cultivation to plummet, and he even fell to the brink of life and death.

In order to save Kong Lingyu, several Confucian saints joined forces to use secret methods and sent him to the Saint's Pavilion for seclusion and training.

Now, as the ancient country of Wanshou is invaded and a war is about to break out, whether Kong Lingyu can defeat his inner demons and come out successfully has become the focus of everyone's attention.

At this moment, in the Sage Pavilion, Kong Lingyu was sitting cross-legged with his brows furrowed, as if he was experiencing an intense inner struggle.

He exuded a powerful aura, sometimes violent like thunder, sometimes calm like water. This was a sign that he was fighting a desperate battle with his inner demon.

Outside the pavilion, everyone was waiting anxiously.

They knew that Kong Lingyu's victory or defeat would directly affect the fate of Confucianism for the next hundred years. If he could defeat his inner demons and successfully come out of seclusion, then Confucianism would not lose this rare genius.

On the contrary, if Kong Lingyu failed, it would be a loss for the entire Confucianism.

As time went by, the atmosphere in the Saint Pavilion gradually became stable. Kong Lingyu's face also showed a trace of fatigue, as if he had successfully defeated the demon in his heart.

The people outside the pavilion also felt this change, and happy smiles appeared on their faces.

Finally, under the watchful eyes of the crowd, the door of the Saint Pavilion slowly opened. A dazzling light shot out from it, illuminating the entire sky.

Kong Lingyu appeared in everyone's sight, and his temperament had changed drastically. He became more calm and composed, as if he had been reborn.

"Kong Lingyu has come out of seclusion!" Wenchang shouted excitedly.

In the hall filled with light, the crowd's applause and congratulations rose and fell, surging like the tide.

Kong Lingyu, the young talent who had just defeated his inner demons and successfully came out of seclusion, became the focus of everyone's attention.

He was dressed in white, like a pine tree in the snow, elegant and refined. His eyes revealed a kind of depth and determination, as if he had experienced a spiritual baptism, becoming more determined and brighter.

Kong Lingyu smiled and thanked the teachers around him one by one. His voice was gentle but powerful, revealing a sense of confidence and composure.

However, deep in his heart, there was still a faint trace of the devil quietly causing trouble.

Although this trace of inner demon is weak, it lingers like a ghost, constantly reminding him of his past struggles and pains.

Wenchang, the highly respected teacher, did not notice the subtle changes in Kong Lingyu's heart.

He looked at the disciple in front of him and saw that Kong Lingyu was now dressed in white, with an extraordinary temperament and a handsome face, as if all the spiritual energy between heaven and earth was concentrated on him.

Wenchang secretly admired in his heart, thinking that Kong Lingyu had not only made great progress in cultivation, but also his temperament had become more elegant and refined, as if he was a banished immortal who had come down to earth.

"Lingyu's cultivation has become higher."

Wenchang said with a smile, his tone full of relief and pride.

As Kong Lingyu's teacher, he has always placed high hopes on this disciple.

Now that he saw Kong Lingyu become even more outstanding after defeating his inner demons, he was naturally extremely happy.

However, at this joyful moment, Kong Lingyu felt an inexplicable pressure rising in his heart.

He knew that although he seemed to have defeated his inner demons on the surface, the residual shadow in his heart always reminded him that the real challenge had just begun.

Lingyu couldn't help but take a deep breath.

After a moment, he turned to look at Wenchang who was standing beside him, and asked softly, "Master, did anything happen during my retreat?"

Upon hearing this, Wenchang nodded, with a solemn look on his face.

He knew Kong Lingyu's character very well. He knew that although this disciple had a high level of cultivation, he was very kind-hearted and always cared about the safety of the Wanshou Ancient Country.

What's more, before Kong Lingyu joined Confucianism, he actually came from the ancient country of Wanshou.

It can be said that they are the people of the ancient Wanshou Kingdom.

I won’t say much about the emotional autism involved.

"Lingyu, something did happen during your retreat."

Wenchang said in a deep voice, "However, these things are not numerous, but each one is enough to affect the future of Wanshou Ancient Country."

Kong Lingyu frowned when he heard this, and a feeling of uneasiness surged in his heart.

He knew very well that Wenchang would not speak without a purpose. Since he said such a thing, it must have great significance.

"Master, please speak."

Kong Lingyu said in a deep voice, with a hint of urgency in his tone.

Seeing this, Wenchang took a deep breath and began to tell the story. He told about the war on the border of the ancient Wanshou Kingdom, the suffering of the innocent people, and the sacrifice of the brave soldiers.

Every incident was like a sharp blade, piercing deeply into Kong Lingyu's heart.

As Kong Lingyu listened to Wenchang's story, he became more and more uneasy.

He knew that as a member of the ancient Wanshou Kingdom, he had the responsibility to protect the peace of this land. Now, the war has spread to the border, and those innocent people are suffering. How can he sit back and do nothing?

"Master, I have to go out and take a look."

There was an unquestionable determination in Kong Lingyu's voice, as if there was a powerful force pushing him forward.

He straightened his back, his eyes were as sharp as torches, as if he could penetrate the dark night and see the wider world.

Wenchang raised his head and looked at him deeply.

A hint of admiration flashed in his eyes, as if he saw the tenacity and courage deep in Kong Lingyu's heart.

He knew that this young man was no longer the boy who only knew how to study hard, but a young man who was ready to face the challenges of the world.

"Okay, Lingyu, go ahead." Wenchang nodded gently, with encouragement and trust in his voice.

His words were like a warm current that flowed into Kong Lingyu's heart and gave him endless strength.

"However, you must remember to be careful in everything you do and not be reckless."

Wenchang gave another warning. Although his voice was gentle, it was full of firmness and seriousness.

He knew that the outside world was full of unknowns and dangers, and Kong Lingyu had to remain vigilant at all times to avoid falling into danger.

Kong Lingyu nodded, a confident smile on her face.

He knew that he was not alone in facing these challenges and difficulties. The power of Confucianism was his solid backing, and he had enough confidence and courage to face everything.

"Don't worry, if the Buddhists dare to attack us openly, we, the Confucians, will not be easily provoked."

Wenchang's voice was full of determination and confidence. His words were like a sharp sword, pointing directly at those potential enemies.

He knew that the struggle between Confucianism and Buddhism had lasted too long. If Buddhism dared to take action openly, it would be time to end it all.

Wenchang looked at him with a gleam of relief in his eyes. He knew that Kong Lingyu had grown into a real man, a man who could shoulder the responsibility of Confucianism. He believed that with Kong Lingyu's efforts, Confucianism would surely move towards a more glorious future.

Kong Lingyu nodded, bowed deeply, then turned and left the room.

He knew that he was about to face a severe test, but he also believed that as long as he worked hard, he would be able to protect the peace of the Wanshou Ancient Kingdom.