The faces of Yan Li and Min Xing were ugly, which made the atmosphere in Yangxin Hall extremely solemn.
Lin Ze, on the other hand, looked calm and confident.
The awkward atmosphere did not last long. Yan Li, the better-tempered one of the two, was the first to break the silence and said: "Now that the matter is over, please return the ashes of He Yi."
Lin Ze breathed a sigh of relief and said, "This is natural. Later, I will arrange for my close associates to go to the place where the battle took place and deliver the ashes of your disciples there."
"I wonder where you two live?"
Yan Li shook his head and said, "I'll trouble you, Champion Hou, and I to make a trip later. I want to personally take away the ashes of the Confucian disciples."
This is another way to avoid Lin Ze's inquiry into the current situation of Confucianism.
Feeling the texture of the porcelain bottle in his arms, Lin Ze replied with a serious face: "It is obligatory."
Lin Ze's cheerful attitude made Yan Li and Min Xing look a little better.
Yan Li continued: "Now that the misunderstanding has been resolved, can the Champion Lord pass on the order to cancel the suppression of Confucian disciples?"
Lin Ze was just a little surprised and asked, knowingly: "I remember that I never ordered the suppression of Confucianism. I wonder where Mr. Yan heard the rumor?"
Yan Li looked serious and said, "It's not a rumor, it's the facts that happened during this period."
"In the past few months, in the land of Qilu, the government has arrested thousands of Confucian disciples. If they were not deliberately suppressed, how could this situation have happened?"
Lin Ze immediately looked gloomy and said in a bad tone: "Mr. Yan thinks that I am deliberately lying. Do you dare to do it or not?"
Yan Li remained silent, staring into Lin Ze's eyes without blinking.
Lin Ze also looked at him without flinching, his eyes clear.
After a while, Yan Lifang said slowly: "Maybe this matter is not the intention of the champion, but the people below are doing it intentionally to please the champion."
"No matter what the reason is, I hope that the champion can give some relief to the people below and not deliberately embarrass Confucianism."
"Confucianism is willing to give the champion another five-heart nourishing pill."
Seeing that the Confucians were so knowledgeable, Lin Ze responded without hesitation: "Mr. Yan is so open-minded, I naturally want to give face to you and the Confucians."
Arresting some Confucian disciples and purging them for seemingly formal reasons was one of the tasks Lin Ze specially assigned to Jin Yiwei before going to sea.
One of the reasons is that Lin Ze did not specifically target Confucianism. He targeted all unstable forces.
In Lin Ze's original plan, he planned to use his own opportunity to control the overall situation to clean up the entire world before the big guys from outside the world arrived.
Lin Ze should have spared no effort to promote this plan.
Just today, Lin Ze felt that he could change things a little bit.
Because Confucianism seems to be able to send people down from the sky at any time.
This means that it is much more difficult and risky for Lin Ze to purge Confucian disciples.
Again, Lin Ze only killed one or two Confucian people, and neither Confucius nor Meng Ke would care too much.
There are many Confucian disciples, and there is a high probability that a few will die every day. If Confucian saints and sub-sages pay attention to every disciple, wouldn't they be busy to death?
However, Confucian disciples died in large numbers and the inheritance of Taoism was at risk, so Confucianists would naturally investigate the truth.
If Confucianism found out, it was Lin Ze who did it.
It is estimated that Lin Ze will face a palm attack from the sky that will turn him into a meat pie.
Therefore, Lin Ze did not hesitate and readily agreed.
It is necessary to be careful, but it may be a preparation for arrogance.
After the matter was settled, the tension between the two parties caused by He Yi's corpse eased a lot.
Yan Li even went so far as to praise Lin Ze: "Champion Hou Gaoyi."
Lin Ze also shook his head very humbly: "Everywhere, everything should be done."
When the atmosphere became a little warmer, Yan Li suddenly asked: "I heard that the Confucian holy weapon fell into the hands of the champion. I wonder if this is the case?"
Lin Ze took out an ancient book from his pocket and asked, "Is this what Mr. Yan is referring to?"
When Yan Li saw the word "Book of Songs" on the cover of the ancient book, he immediately breathed quickly and nodded repeatedly: "This object is the Confucian sacred artifact "The Book of Songs". I kindly ask the champion to return it to its original owner."
Lin Ze showed hesitation: "It's true that the property should be returned to its original owner, but..."
Yan Li quickly asked: "But what?"
"However, I am thinking that Mr. Yan is not the real owner of the Book of Songs."
Yan Li's face was full of astonishment, and he stood stunned on the spot.
Min Xing looked dissatisfied and said: "The Book of Songs is a sacred object of my Confucianism. Since we are Confucian disciples, how come we are not the owners of the Book of Songs?"
Lin Ze smiled half-heartedly and asked, "Can you represent Confucianism?"
Min Xing immediately blushed and opened his mouth, but in the end he did not dare to say that he could represent Confucianism.
At this time, Yan Li had already come out of the circle drawn by Lin Ze and said confidently: "No matter from which point of view, Confucian disciples are more qualified to hold Confucian sacred objects than champions, right?"
Lin Ze shook his head and said, "Having said that, who can guarantee that Confucian disciples will definitely be qualified to hold Confucian sacred objects?"
"Don't Confucianists have a few disciples who corrupt the family tradition? For example, what if the two of them got the Book of Songs from this prince and suddenly became interested in making money and wanted to embezzle it for themselves?"
"At that time, you two will inform the Confucian elders that they have not taken back the sacred objects from my hands. The Book of Songs is still in my hands."
"In order to get back the sacred objects, the Confucian virtuous will only force me in the end."
"I would like to ask, how can the words of an outsider be compared to two core disciples of Confucianism in the face of great Confucian virtues?"
Yan Li frowned slightly when he heard this, and said with a hint of dissatisfaction: "The champion is a bit strong, how can I, the Confucian, be the insidious villain described by the champion?"
Lin Ze didn't take it seriously and said quietly: "It doesn't matter if it's true or false. Why should I take such risks?"
"I have heard that in as little as half a year or as long as one year, the Confucian sage will descend from the sky. At that time, I will personally come to the door and return the true Confucian sacred objects to their original owners."
The faces of Yan Li and Minhang became ugly again.
If Lin Ze is really allowed to deliver the Book of Songs to the Confucian sage, all Confucian disciples from the Confucian sage on down will have a shameless face.
The person who threw away the sacred object, and those of them who failed to find a way to get the sacred object back, would most likely be beaten to death by the division commander.
Thinking of the rumors about Lin Ze, Yan Li suddenly said: "Ten bottles of the Five-Heart Nourishment Pill are exchanged for the Confucian sacred objects in the hands of the champion. What does the champion think?"
Lin Ze quickly said: "Wait."
Without saying a word, Lin Ze took out the porcelain bottle in his arms, opened it, and swallowed the fragrant elixir in one gulp.
After a while, Lin Ze's face was shaken and he said slowly: "I am not the kind of person who forgets his own righteousness for the sake of profit."
Yan Li was stunned for a moment, then said with a wry smile: "Why is the champion doing this? Ten bottles of Five Hearts Rejuvenating Pill are definitely worth a lot."
Lin Ze just shook his head and said nothing.
When Yan Li saw this, he gritted his teeth and said, "Twenty bottles, what does the champion think?"
Lin Ze hesitated for a moment, and his tone became less firm: "I still feel that it is safer to hand over the Book of Songs to the Confucian sage with my own hands."
"Thirty bottles of Five-Heart Nourishing Pill, and other high-end cultivation resources worth twenty bottles of Five-Heart Nourishing Pill. This is my limit."
Lin Ze's eyes shone slightly and he responded decisively: "Deal."