Return to the Confucian Academy for a Visit (4,000 Words, Two Chapters Combined)

"Boom..."

"Boom!"

"Boom boom boom!"

On a huge flat area to the east of the Sun Moon Sect, explosions continued incessantly.

The Lion Demon proprietress of a teahouse closer to the flat land couldn't hold back any longer and roared towards the direction of the explosion, "Are you trying to kill me?! Can't a person do business here?!"

However... unfortunately... the landlady's voice was quickly drowned out by the explosion...

"I told you a long time ago that Brother Jiang's description of C4 isn't like that, why won't you listen?"

Behind a bunker not far from the open space, a man wearing Level Three Helmet took off his helmet and spat out a mouthful of sand.

Rather than a "man," it's more like a puppet robot, somewhat resembling the Iron Armor Kid," and its voice is synthesized, though it still has an accent...

"You are the one who doesn't understand! What we yearn for is eternal art! Explosion is art! Ah... like a black dragon, appearing and disappearing, just like my Black Dragon Bloodline! Ah!!! My eyes! It seems to see through the truth of the world!"

The remotely controlled robot rolled its eyes at the other party. "Damn it!"

"Xiao Hei! You're insulting my art!"

"That's exactly what I meant!"

Xiao Hei was controlling the robot from somewhere, couldn't hold back any longer and slapped him on the back of the head.

No one has ever seen Xiao Hei in person, nor has anyone heard Xiao Hei's real voice. Even when going out to buy supplies, Xiao Hei controls this robot that resembles a robot named Iron Armor Kid.

Of course, Xiao Hei has more than just one robot.

In the concept drawings provided by Jiang Lin, Jiang Lin and others had also seen "Doraemon Xiao Hei", "Shrunken Gundam Xiao Hei", "MetalGarurumon Xiao Hei", and "Pikachu Xiao Hei"...

Even when Xiao Hei needs to go out, he lets the robot do it for him, while he remotely controls it from inside the house...

"Brother Jiang is right! That's just typical 'chuunibyou' syndrome! What 'Tai'e Zhenjun'? You should call him 'Chuuner Zhenjun '!"

"Xiao Hei! If you hit me on the head again, believe me, I'll turn on you!"

As he spoke, Tai Er Zhenjun raised his right hand, which was wrapped in bandages.

"Let me tell you! The Ancient Primordial Power within me is about to burst forth! And my Evil King True Eye! Ah! I hear it! It's stirring!"

"I'll get you fucking mad!"

Xiao Hei couldn't hold back any longer. He controlled "Iron Armor Kid" to throw away the helmet, stood up, and started kicking Tai Er Zhenjun repeatedly.

"Xiao Hei! If you hit me again, my bloodline is really going to erupt! Be careful, or you'll be devoured by the Black Flame Dragon within me!"

"Hey! I'm scared! Otherwise, how come there are other Yin Yang School cultivators in our sect? Would I even bother looking for them?!"

"Xiao Hei! You can question my integrity! But you absolutely cannot question my skills!"

Suddenly! Tai Er Zhenjun stood up.

With a mask over his left eye, a bandage on his left hand, and his slanted, unconventional bangs, he gave off a "gathering at the village entrance, cement brought along" vibe.

Especially that tattered black cloak, it made him look like a patient with severe chuunibyou (Chuunibyou school syndrome).

"Your technique! I'm so impressed! I made you shrink the explosion array! Focus it on one point! You're making it bigger and bigger! Your technique! I..."

"Uncle Zhenjun, Uncle Xiao Hei..."

Just as Xiao Hei was about to roll up his sleeves and rub Tai Er Zhenjun to the ground, a middle-aged man in a blue Ride the Wind, accompanied by a small and cute Little Dragon Girl, slowly flew over from the sky not far away.

Little Dragon Girl waved her short, chubby hands, her big, bright eyes filled with joy, as she greeted Tai Er Zhenjun and Xiao Hei in the open space.

Upon hearing Little Dragon Girl's voice, Xiao Hei quickly stopped, dusted himself off, and tidied his sand-covered hair...

As he was getting his hair done, Xiao Hei realized that he was controlling a puppet, and it didn't have a hairstyle...

Similarly, Tai Er Zhenjun adjusted his bangs and straightened his mask over his left eye...

Little Dragon Girl landed slowly, toddling towards the two with her short legs. She happily took two pieces of paper from her Xiao Xiao backpack, raised her head, and handed them to them.

"This is the calligraphy that Niannian practiced today, a gift for Uncle Xiao Hei and Uncle Tai Er."

Tai Er smiled happily, "Oh dear, I can't accept this, thank you Niannian."

"But Niannian's writing isn't very good..." Little Niannian lowered her head, poking her two little index fingers together, looking somewhat insecure.

Xiao Hei and Tai Er Zhenjun squatted down, took the paper, and gently unfolded it.

"No, Niannian writes very well."

"Yes, yes, Niannian's handwriting is so charming, just like Little Niannian herself!"

"Really?"

Little Niannian raised her forehead, her eyes happily looking at the two uncles.

"Really, really." Xiao Hei rubbed Niannian's little head and took a small ball out of his belly. "Since Niannian gave Uncle Niannian's words, Uncle will also give Niannian a small gift. This is a starry sky ball. Put it in your room, and just press it, and you'll see a beautiful starry sky."

Niannian hugged the ball with her little hands, her little tail wagging happily. "Thank you, Uncle."

I'll also give Niannian a small gift.

Tai Er Zhenjun took out a Bagua diagram from his bosom. Since Little Niannian was holding the Starry Sky Pearl, Tai Er Zhenjun put the 400 square centimeter Bagua diagram into Little Niannian's small backpack.

"This is a small jigsaw puzzle. If Niannian feels a little bored at home, she can put it together to play."

Little Niannian smiled and smiled, her eyes crinkling into crescent moons. "Thank you, Uncle."

"You two are still so energetic!"

Kong Ba Ba stepped forward and bowed.

Iron Armor Kid Xiao Hei returned the greeting with clasped hands. "Master Kong, why are you taking Niannian home today? Isn't it usually Jiang Nizi picks Niannian up?"

"Oh, our school had a spring outing today, so we were dismissed early. I was the one who escorted the students home, and I also happened to have something to interview about the Twin Pearl Peak."

Tai Er Zhenjun patted Kong Ba Ba on the shoulder:

"I'm not saying this to be mean, but I have no idea what kind of Confucianism Jiang Lin sent Niannian to your school to learn. Your school is so unorthodox! Besides the Four Books and Five Classics and Five Classics, I heard you teach a bit of everything from the Hundred Schools of Thought. And you even teach cooking! Isn't it 'a gentleman keeps away from the kitchen'? Aren't you afraid your Confucian patriarch will be furious?"

"Hey, Tai Er, you don't understand," Kong Ba Ba quickly waved his hand. "The teachings of the Hundred Schools of Thought schools of thought each have their own logic. Although our Confucianism is good, it also has some dross. Only by exploring more and integrating them can we have a better understanding of Confucianism. We scholars emphasize..."

"Wait... I don't want to hear it." Xiao Hei quickly waved his hand and patted Little Niannian's head. "If Niannian is bored, you can come play here with Shushu. Shushu has lots of toys here."

"Mmm." Little Niannian nodded, blinking her bright eyes. Meanwhile, Xiao Hei, who was at home, silently wiped his nose, as if he had a nosebleed...

"Niannian, you can come to my side too. It seems that Uncle's Flame Dragon Power is about to awaken. I will comprehend the essence of the world, and Little Niannian will be the inheritor of the Flame Dragon Power!"

"Emmwww..." Little Niannian lowered her head, her adorable little brows furrowed, trying very hard to understand Tai Er Tai'er's words, but she just couldn't understand. Finally, Little Niannian decided to give up, "Tai Er Tai'er, Niannian doesn't understand."

"Well..." Tai Er patted Niannian's little head, "It's just that Uncle has delicious food at his house, Niannian can come over and eat anytime."

"Food? Niannian's favorite food." Niannian blinked her big eyes. "Eh? Uncle Tai Er, why are you bleeding from your nose?"

Tai Er Zhenjun touched his nose. "It's nothing... It's probably just that the seal on my reckless left hand is weak. It's alright."

"Alright, Niannian, let's go. Let's play with your two uncles again next time."

"Mmm." Little Niannian ran to Kong Ba Ba's side. A gentle breeze brushed past their feet, and the two slowly took flight. "Goodbye Uncle Xiao Hei, goodbye Uncle Tai Er."

Niannian, Nian Nian! Remember to come visit again next time!

Xiao Hei and Tai Er Zhenjun kept waving at Little Niannian.

Until Niannian disappeared into the distant sky, Xiao Hei and Tai Er Zhenjun exchanged a glance, and then started fighting again...

"You're only giving me a broken bead? Aren't you ashamed?!"

"Damn it, that crappy image is so old! It hasn't even gotten moldy!"

"My diagram can reverse the sun and moon, and bring down the stars! How could it be moldy! Today, I, the Black Flame Dragon True King, will act on behalf of Heaven!"

"Fuck your mother! That bead is my masterpiece of the last ten years! You know nothing about kneading!"

"Xiao Hei! This Black Flame Dragon has been putting up with you for far too long!"

"You Chuunibyou! I'm not afraid of being pinched!"

"I, the Black Flame Dragon, will kill you!"

"How dare you burn my robot with fire! 100,000 volts!"

"Ah!!!!"

On the open ground, the two fought fiercely, their battle evenly matched. Just as they were about to engage in another round of hand-to-hand combat, a Flying Sword slashed through the sky and swept towards them!

"Call out!"

The Flying Sword hovered in front of the two, and the voice system played automatically:

[Shunfeng Express Sword, please sign for this, Tai Er Zhenjun. Sender: "Spring Breeze Pavilion 20% Discount Tonight". Original sender: "Just Handsome".]

"Hmm? A package from Brother Jiang? I'll hold off for now! Brother Jiang must be sending this Flame Dragon to save the world!"

Tai Er Zhenjun dusted himself off and made a few fancy, childish gestures that made Xiao Hei only twitch his eyebrows:

"Ah! My black flame power! Shine forth! Go forth! My primordial power!"

Then... a wisp of black Spiritual Power from her fingertip slowly entered the Flying Sword.

"Spiritual Power verification successful. Delivery completed."

With a "thud," the Message Delivery Flying Sword fell from the sky. Tai Er Zhenjun caught it in time and opened the Flying Sword's Spiritual Apertures Sword Body, revealing a letter inside.

"Mommy, Niannian is back."

"Niannian, I miss Mommy so much."

At the Twin Pearl Peak Summit of the Sun Moon Sect, Little Niannian, who had just landed safely, saw her mother hanging clothes to dry. She stretched out her little arms and ran towards her mother with her short legs.

"Niannian, why are you back so early today?"

Holding Little Niannian in his arms, Jiang Yuni kept rubbing against Little Niannian's soft cheeks.

"We went on a spring outing today, so school let out early." Niannian happily took out a folded piece of Xuan Paper from her bag. "This is a calligraphy piece Niannian wrote; it's a gift for Mommy."

"Niannian's handwriting is so beautiful." Jiang Yuni gave Niannian a kiss on the forehead, and the "mother and daughter" smiled and their eyes crinkled into crescent moons.

"Peak Lord Jiang."

From a distance, Kong Ba Ba bowed respectfully.

"Niannian, go back to your room and rest for a bit. Mommy just got some honey, it's chilled and delicious."

"Okay, then Niannian will go back to her room to do her homework."

"Good boy/girl."

After giving her another kiss, Jiang Yuni gently put Niannian down.

When Niannian returned to her room, Kong Ba Ba bowed again and said, "Congratulations, Sect Leader, on reaching the Jade Purity Realm Mid-Stage."

"Thank you, Master Kong."

Although Jiang Yuni's appearance remained unchanged, his expression and tone became somewhat colder.

Although he was aloof, he showed no hostility whatsoever. On the contrary, Jiang Yuni held the scholar in high regard.

Confucianism is the foremost of all schools of thought, and it has produced many scholars and gentlemen. But among these scholars and gentlemen, how many are false scholars or hypocrites?

The person in front of them, although expelled from all Confucian Academy, still enjoyed looking at beautiful women on the street with Little Lin, and even had some kind of shady deal with Little Lin...

However, in Jiang Yuni's view, and even in the view of all the Sun Moon Sect cultivators, this unconventional scholar was the real scholar.

Otherwise, Little Lin wouldn't have put Little Niannian in his study so that Niannian could learn from him, and Xiao Hei and Tai Er Zhenjun wouldn't have called him "Master".

Or rather, aside from the oddly named Kong Ba Ba, Tai Er Zhenjun, Xiao Hei, and the Sun Moon Sect, even the most renowned elder in the world today, would at most address a Confucian scholar as "Old Scholar" rather than adding the title "Sir."

"Haha, the title 'sir' feels too much of an insult to me. I've already been expelled from my own academy," Kong Ba Ba laughed, scratching his head. "I still prefer people calling me by my name."

"Sir, you're joking."

"Cough cough cough." Sensing the sword intent emanating from him, Kong Ba Ba quickly composed himself. "Actually, I've come here this time with a small favor to ask Brother Jiang for."

"Do we need Little Lin's help?" Jiang Yuni frowned slightly. "Why don't you just tell Little Lin directly Little Lin gets back?"

"Well... if I speak directly with Brother Jiang Brother Jiang will definitely help. But, I'm afraid I might have to worry about your situation..."

Kong Ba Ba sounded slightly embarrassed.

What kind of relationship do I have with Brother Jiang? We've studied Little Liu Bei together!

But even if Brother Jiang agrees, it's still difficult to handle if you don't allow it.

This reminded Kong Ba Ba of the last time he invited Brother Jiang out at night to climb the tallest tree near the Women's Bathhouse to watch the moon.

Brother Jiang agreed and went out that evening, only to receive a letter from the Mission Hall the next day demanding that he double his six-month performance target...

So even if Brother Jiang agrees, what if you, the leader, are unhappy and make things difficult for me...?

"What kind of help does Little Lin need from you, sir? Please tell me first," Jiang Yuni said in a low voice.

Although Kong Ba Ba was sweating profusely, he still bowed respectfully and spoke earnestly:

"I humbly request that the Master allow Brother Jiang to accompany me back to the Confucian Academy."

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