After choosing the entries.
Zeng Anmin once again turned his gaze to the Golden Tablet within his sea of consciousness.
The Golden Tablet had become incomparably enormous.
"So after Lesser Heart Scrutiny, the Confucian Path method I obtained is..."
"Burying landmines??"
Zeng Anmin found it somewhat amusing.
This Confucian Path method resembled the landmines from his previous life.
It involved condensing his Vast Righteous Qi into a mass and pouring it into wherever he wished to detonate it, locking it firmly in place.
Whenever he wanted to set it off, he merely had to strike Vast Righteous Qi in that direction again.
Then it would explode.
"Isn't this just burying landmines?"
"As long as the enemy enters my encirclement, I can blow them all to smithereens..."
Zeng Anmin grinned.
"Still, this is my ultimate method, one that belongs to me alone."
"Normally, against demons or evil spirits, the methods passed down by the sages will suffice."
Just as he was thinking this.
The Empress woke with a frown.
She could feel the discomfort spreading through her body.
She struggled to raise her head and saw her surroundings.
Her lovely face instantly flushed crimson.
Clearly, she naturally remembered what had happened last night.
She lifted her head, her eyes full of mysterious allure meeting the man standing in the room.
The man was covered in mysterious crimson patterns.
He stood there naked.
She saw the man's head.
Her face instantly turned red.
She felt somewhat awkward.
She did not speak first, merely quietly watching that man.
That very ordinary-looking man.
As though sensing her gaze, Zeng Anmin opened his eyes and looked down.
Their eyes met.
"Cough, cough."
Zeng Anmin coughed softly and asked, "Your Majesty, you're awake?"
"Mhm."
The Empress nodded lightly, then hesitated.
"Turn around."
Hm?
Zeng Anmin froze,