Inside a side room of the Qin family compound.
Qi Jianchun made all the preparations and infused Qin Xu's aura into the sacred monument.
The inscription on the gray monument glowed with a faint light.
"Some of the methods used by Confucianism are truly ingenious."
In an instant, Qin Xu felt that the words on the sacred monument had become incredibly clear.
At that moment, he felt as if he were standing outside, viewing the monument up close.
"Hmph, Liu Rushuang and Chen Chun'an are quite good at keeping their composure."
“If the fetuses do not show any talent, they are conspiring to deceive the Holy Land.”
"Even Qin Tianlong is subject to attacks from the Confucian holy land!"
Qi Jianchun's eyes flickered. Even at this moment, he still did not believe that an unborn fetus could comprehend the true essence of Confucianism.
In his mind, this was something that could never happen.
Next, as long as the monument does not react.
This is enough to prove that the fetus has very poor comprehension!
"The fusion of energy has been successful."
"Let's see how well the fetus understands."
Qi Jianchun smiled slightly, not revealing his true thoughts.
The three of them looked at the gray stone tablet at the same time.
As long as the fetus can comprehend the profound truths contained in the sacred stele, the stele will respond.
Time slips away bit by bit.
A full incense stick's time passed, but the sacred stele showed no reaction whatsoever.
The three people reacted differently upon seeing this scene.
Liu Rushuang and Chen Chun'an were both very surprised, as they knew about the fetus's Confucian talent.
Now, so much time has passed, and the monument has not responded.
Is the monument broken?
"That's impossible."
"This fetus has extraordinary talent."
"But why is the sacred monument not reacting at all?"
Chen Chun'an murmured to himself, feeling somewhat bewildered. Could it be that all his feelings over the past two weeks had been just an illusion?
Moreover, he clearly remembered the violent fluctuations of the Book of Saints.
This fetus's talent for Confucianism far surpasses that of most geniuses.
"It was indeed a lie fabricated by Chen Chun'an and Liu Rushuang."
Qi Jianchun's eyes lit up, and then he stared intently at Chen Chun'an's figure.
This Chen Chun'an, a Confucian sage, dared to commit such deceitful acts.
A surge of anger welled up inside him.
Qi Jianchun snorted coldly and questioned, "Chen Chun'an, do you have anything else to say?"
"What a brilliant lie you've concocted to swindle resources from the sacred site of Confucianism!"
Upon hearing this...
Chen Chun'an opened his mouth, but didn't know what to say.
Because he knew the authority of the sacred monument.
The fact that the sacred stele did not react is enough to prove that the fetus in Liu Rushuang's womb could not possibly comprehend the true essence of Confucianism.
Moreover, this fetus may not have any Confucian talent whatsoever.
"That's really strange."
Liu Rushuang frowned and couldn't help but explain, "We didn't lie to you. When the teacher brought the book of sages, he did indeed find that my son had a great talent for Confucianism."
"Moreover, the resources of your Confucian holy land are of no use to me."
"I have no reason to conspire with the teacher to fabricate lies."
This explanation is reasonable and well-founded.
But Qi Jianchun did not accept it.
"Just because your Qin family doesn't need the resources of the Confucian holy land doesn't mean other forces don't."
"If the Qin family obtains the resources of the Confucian holy land, they can easily trade with many forces to obtain the resources they need."
"Regardless of the circumstances, your Qin family cannot escape responsibility for this incident!"
Qi Jianchun sneered repeatedly, giving Liu Rushuang no friendly look whatsoever.
He is now 100% certain that the fetus is a waste.
"When I first arrived in Yunhai City this morning, I inquired a little about it."
"Almost everyone in the city knows that your son was born with a deficiency and has been invaded by demonic energy."
"I thought it was a miracle, but now it seems it was all a lie."
Qi Jianchun spoke sharply, revealing his thoughts: "Sword Saint Ru Shuang, could it be that you're worried that the birth of your child will affect your and Heavenly Dragon Immortal King's reputation?"
"That's why you deliberately created the identity of a genius, right?"
His words completely activated Liu Rushuang.
"Shut up!"
Liu Rushuang's face was filled with anger. She was a dignified sword saint, a person who had fought on the battlefield and made great contributions to the human race.
Therefore, it is absolutely impossible for her to do such a despicable thing.
“I’ve said it before, no matter how talented my son is, I won’t be affected in any way.”
"However, I will absolutely not allow anyone to slander me!"
Liu Rushuang trembled with anger. She looked at Chen Chun'an and asked, "Teacher, from beginning to end you have been saying that my son has the talent for Confucianism."
"Now I'm being labeled a fraudster."
Upon hearing this, Chen Chun'an lowered his head and remained silent.
At that moment, he didn't know how to explain it.
At this moment, any explanation seems utterly pale and powerless.
While the three were locked in a stalemate.
Qin Xu was immersed in a special world.
The moment he saw the inscription on the monument, his soul seemed to enter another dimension.
In the entire world, there was only one chessboard and one white-haired old man.
The white-haired old man and Qin Xu were playing Go, while the surrounding area was shrouded in mist, with no end in sight.
Qin Xu appeared to be sitting cross-legged in mid-air, deep in thought, playing chess with the white-haired old man.
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