Lin Ke's thought manifested, and an aura of utmost strength and pure yang naturally burst forth.
Everyone present was visibly shaken.
"Righteous Confucian thought!"
"What a powerful thought! Could this brother cultivate the Way of Mencius?"
"Such unyielding righteousness! Where righteousness leads, duty allows no retreat."
They immediately understood why Lin Ke had been so uncompromising.
Back in his day, the Great Sage Mencius had feared neither kings nor Half-Saints. As long as the person opposite him could speak, he dared to give them a tongue-lashing.
Where righteousness led, he feared nothing.
Never mind chatting among a few people here-even before the Sage Emperor himself, he could speak with wild abandon.
"Brother Chen, with such great righteousness in your heart, I had thought you primarily cultivated the sword, with the Confucian Path as a supplement. I never imagined..."
Ji Yuantong rose with an admiring expression and bowed with clasped hands, then sighed. "We read the books of sages, yet in the end forgot benevolence and righteousness. We feared the powers at court could blot out the sky with one hand, and so dared not speak our minds. How shameful."
"That is only human nature." Lin Ke waved a hand, then asked, "But I really am curious-which branch of the Confucian Path does that fierce demon cultivate?"
Some of those present fell silent, while others shook their heads.
"We have no information on that," Ji Yuantong replied. "We don't know which school's Sacred Path the fierce demon cultivates. None of us have encountered it yet; we have only gathered reports."
"The prefectural city is poorly defended now. The Prefect has already left for Jiangning Prefecture to investigate. Who knows where that demon came from? It has managed to hold out for days despite the pursuit of so many scholars and Great