The Confucian Sword’s Record of Subduing Demons

When the nine wings beat, calamity will engulf the world.

Deep beneath White Deer Academy, the seal on the Great Heavenly Lord is crumbling inch by inch in the wake of that demonic disaster...

At the Observatory's stargazing platform, the Imperial Star of Ziwei is being devoured by demonic radiance. The Fox Clan of Qingqiu, disguised in human skin, infiltrates the imperial court and smilingly presents the “Crown Prince's head” as a congratulatory gift for the coronation.

The Confucian cultivators want him to spread enlightenment; the martial artists want him to use thunderous force. Yet Shen Qianxun finds a path of balance between the two traditions. “Everyone, if you don't want to hear the words of this pedantic scholar, I also know a thing or two about fighting.”

His left hand wields The Sage's Admonitions to suppress demons and monsters; his right grips the Dragon-Elephant Mountain-Quelling Art to shatter the shackles of the mountains and rivers.

When the great edifice is about to fall and the land lies in ruin, he opens his chest before the Murong Clan and feeds the cicada the altered “Murong Fate.”

“The Crown Prince of the Restoration you wanted has just been eaten by himself.”