Otherworldly Evil Monarch - chapter-291
“Young Master Jun, our two Masters are very graceful. They’ve always
considered victory and defeat to be like mist. Therefore, they aren’t
bothered about such temporary gains or losses. I disdain the very thought
of coming down to your level, however… I think it is impediment to ask
Third Young Master — what is the appropriate counter-verse to your
riddle? If an exceptionally good counter-verse exists… kindly tell us
and broaden our minds,” a tall scholar from the Wenxing Heavenly
Literature Institute spoke as he stood up. Apparently, he wasn’t
convinced of their defeat.
“Or are you a bigger hypocrite than that Li You Ran?”
Jun Mo Xie looked at him with a stunned expression on his face, “I
request that you please use your brain before you speak. Please don’t
use your butt to deal with every problem! Would I deliberately make
things difficult for everyone if I had an appropriate counter-verse? Were
you kicked by a donkey in your childhood? How can the Wenxing Heavenly
Literature Institute produce an idiot such as you?!”
“Oh I see… are you deaf apart from being stupid as well? I clearly
stated that no one has been able to solve it before I set this problem
before everyone! I merely borrowed it; from which ear did you hear that I
created that verse myself? I think that you either have no brains… or
that it suffers from a fungal infection! You want me to provide you with
a counter-verse? You have some nerve to open your mouth! This institute
demands payment when it wins, and starts a fight when it loses? Isn’t
No one spoke in rebuttal when Jun Mo Xie said these words. After all…
he had clearly stated that the verse wasn’t his own… but someone
else’s. It showed ‘how tough it was to bring the man to book’. The
scholars were unable reply to the verse. Therefore, one of them had asked
this question in an attempt to bring back some measure of honor to their
Institute. Nevertheless, it was a failed scheme. What’s more… his
attempt provoked a few scoffs from others.
That scholar turned red with anger.
The others had no idea what to do. Then, Li You Ran suddenly opened his
eyes. [What’s the matter with this man? He has somehow involved me in
his problem… What do you mean by “A bigger hypocrite than Li You
[Damn it! What is this guy even saying? How was I being a hypocrite?]
“Is it possible that the Masters may have turned around to send an
apprentice to raise a scene after they conceded their defeat? Is it
possible that the Wenxing Heavenly Literature Institute is a sore
loser?” Jun Mo Xie appeared very angry as he spoke, “Anyway, it
doesn’t make any difference to this Young Master if you can’t accept
a defeat. I may not be a good man, but I respect the wise and venerate
[So you’ve known that you aren’t a good person?] Everyone in the
great hall rolled their eyes.
[Do you respect the wise and venerate the worthy in practice? It seems
like you’re trying to pull those two old men’s image down to hell.]
“Yan Feng, stand down! A defeat is a defeat; it’s pointless to argue.
Why would you try for an incomplete victory? This is merely the first
level; do you believe that our Wenxing Heavenly Literature Institute
can’t pull-back in the next opportunity?” Kong Ling Yang’s lips
trembled as he used those harsh words to scold and discredit his disciple.
[We don’t aim for half gains…] The venerable Master Kong was unable
to keep his thoughts to himself due to his anguished state of mind. This
was the way it was — there was always victory or defeat. However, he
had seemingly lost the respect accorded to a Master. He had always
attained comprehensive victories in the past. However, this feast had
always been held on an island in the middle of the Moon Lake. And the
Emperor would never be present for the occasion. However, the venue was
the Imperial Palace this time around. Therefore, the Emperor was
present… moreover… there was no shortage of the Empire’s
high-ranking officials. The importance of this feast was much larger than
before. However, he had lost this time…
How could he not feel depressed…?
Fatty Tang had seemingly been the debauchee whom the entire Wenxing
Heavenly Literature Institute had hated the most. However, the Fatty had
suddenly gone down those rankings, and had been replaced by the Young
Master Jun at the top. It seemed that the people at the Wenxing Heavenly
Literature Institute would never forget their hatred for him… even
after tens-of-thousands years. Their hatred for Jun Mo Xie had suddenly
been embedded in their very bones.
“He he… respected Master Kong spoke the truth. A scholar only ponders
on counter-verses during his leisure time. The true embodiment of an
educated man’s talent resides in his poems of accomplishments…” Li
You Ran smiled without batting an eyelid, and continued, “Is it
possible that the Institute won’t be able to match up to the Young
Master Jun in this regard as well…?”
This sentence was very vicious.
If the Wenxing Institute was to concede at this point of time… in front
of every civil and military leader of the country… wouldn’t it be
akin to admitting that the entire Institute didn’t possess the skill to
match a great debauchee like Jun Mo Xie? How could the Wenxing Institute
fall to such a level? How could they agree to leave the matter be?
They drew their daggers once again.
[I can see it now. This Li You Ran’s intentions aren’t good. This
pretty boy doesn’t mean well. He forced that Master’s dagger in an
effort to compel me to show my cards!]
Jun Mo Xie rolled his eyes and leaned to one side. In fact, he nearly
came intimately close to Dugu Xiao Yi’s face. Then, he smiled and
nodded as he brought out his pre-planned card, “The WenXing institute
has brought several scholars, but we also have a large talent pool on our
side. How could the Young Masters from each of the great families shy
away at this juncture? This will be a charming tale since this Young
Master and Young Master You Ran have joined hands to face the Wenxing
Institute — regardless of who the final victor is. In However, Young
Master Li You Ran has just spoken that he admires this Young Master for
many things. He he… this means that this Young Master has surpassed
him. In other words… I’m much better than Young Master Li… he he
he… did everyone hear that? Therefore, there’s no reason to challenge
me if you’re not even on the same level as Li You Ran. This Young
Master is very busy; each moment of mine is measure in gold. Therefore, I
shouldn’t waste it!”
These words had made for a beautiful counterattack. Not only did he tie
in every Young Master present to his warship in one move — he had made
Li You Ran the primary scape goat. These words had played an offensive
role and a defensive role. In fact, he had executed this move very
Everyone exclaimed and changed their gaze. However, the object of their
attention wasn’t Jun Mo Xie — it was Dugu Xiao Yi. Jun Mo Xie had
leaned towards her, nodded, smiled, and then spoken those words. These
words had allowed him room to attack, and then retreat. Even a dumb
person could see that he had been trapped in a tough spot. They could
make-out that he had brought Dugu Xiao Yi’s pretty face inside the
frame as a distraction. [How could such a shameless bastard speak such a
long phrase without half-a-trace of obscenity in it?]
[This guy’s words were unnatural for his nature. It sounded like a
general endorsement of himself, but there was not a single word of
profanity in it! That was bizarre. It seems like he had practiced this
Everyone watched as Jun Mo Xie fell back onto his chair and closed his
eyes. It was evident that he wouldn’t explain what he had done even if
he were inquired. Everyone from the Wenxing Institute felt powerless.
Therefore, they turned to Li You Ran since they didn’t have a better
option. “So, we turn to Young Master Li You Ran for advice in the
Li You Ran stood up and nodded his head slightly, “I am extremely
honored.” He surprisingly didn’t hold any resentment towards Jun Mo
Xie for pushing him to the front in this manner.
The Young Master Jun had won that round in all honesty. It didn’t
matter whether the victory was glorious or not. A win was a win. He
believed that he was the heaven’s favored child. So, how could Li You
Ran defeat him?
The Emperor’s gaze invariably flitted across the hall from atop the
Imperial throne, and settled on Li You Ran. However, he continued to
observe Jun Mo Xie, who sat beside Dugu Xiao Yi, from the corner of his
eyes. His inner thoughts were incomprehensible.
“We’ve heard the opposite side’s verses. But everyone knows about
Young Master Li’s famous flute songs. So, how about we compare the
melody of our instruments? I, Jin Yin Zhen, hope to ask Young Master Li
for guidance on the notes,” A scholar got up and walked towards the
Emperor and the big shots. He then turned to face Li You Ran after he had
adhered to the necessary ceremonies. He calmly moved his hands and
lightly took out a white, jade-shafted, flute.
“Young Master Jin Ying’s tunes can move the heaven and earth! How can
this You Ran ever hope to compare with you? We needn’t compete this
round; I admit defeat,” Li You Ran smiled bitterly. However, Li You
Ran’s deliberate admission of defeat had a different purpose behind it.
He didn’t wish to exert himself unnecessarily. After all, he was in
presence of the Emperor at the moment. Therefore, he wanted to form a
favorable impression on him. He was looking to achieve the same with a
However, Jin Ying Zhen was a formidable opponent. It would be extremely
difficult to beat him in this particular field. Every man in his family
was handed-down the traditional flute skills after they turned fifteen.
Their music was well-known in the entire continent. So, how could Li You
Ran possibly win this match? The Wenxing Institute had dispatched him
with the hope that he’d win-back a round, and tie the two sides in a
draw. This battle had started to turn rough.
“He he… Young Master Jun and I are ashamed. Our skills are inferior
in this aspect, and we’re willing to concede defeat.” Li You Ran’s
expression didn’t change as he continued, “The next round will be
taken by Young Master Jun. Li You Ran wishes the Third Young Master the
[I, Jun Mo Xie, says fuck off! This brat made no efforts. He straightaway
conceded his defeat. This is too much… If I had gotten a tough opponent
— I would’ve still roared-out a popular song from my throat! I’d
prefer to die than to be intimidated to death!]
These feasts would usually start with mutual provocation by poetry. That
was generally followed by the regales of the many accomplishments of
great and learned men. After that, it would be time for strategies,
tactics, welfare policies, foreign policies, etc. — till every art had
been deemed as ‘discussed’ in its entirety.
Jun Mo Xie’s words had prepped the two factions for a mutual
confrontation by now. However, the gun powder like acrid smell of their
rivalry was much more intense than of any confrontation he had
experienced in his previous life. Each person who had previously
participated in these feasts was aware that the Young Master Jun and Tang
Yuan were participating in such a fierce competition for the first time.
Therefore, they lacked the obvious experience.
They had surely participated in fierce competitions in the past. But…
their competitions usually centered-around topics such as… picking-up
young girls. Those circumstances couldn’t remotely be mentioned in the
same breath as this one…
The Minister of Rights — Sun Cheng He — would now consult with
others, and set a theme for poetry. The contestants would then compete
fiercely, and then the winner would be adjudged based on their merits.
“The theme for this discussion is ‘Knowledge’. I ask both the sides to
choose their candidates,” Sun Cheng He looked at Jun Mo Xie, shook his
head, and sighed. He could already judge the winner and the loser.
[Jun Mo Xie isn’t going to win; he’s going to make a laughing-stock
A scholar clad in blue stood up. It could be gathered from the
introduction that he was called Qin Qiu Shi. It was obvious from his name
itself that his parents had an obsession, and wanted him to obtain
scholarly honors to sate it.
“I request Young Master Jun to grant me a consultation,” Qin Qiu Shi
cleared his throat and spoke. Half-the-incense-stick had burned down, and
he had spent then entire time straining his thoughts.
The court eunuch assigned the task to write-down the poem prepared
himself. He put his elbow on the desk, suspended his wrist in the air,
and waited for Qin Qiu Shi to start. He was supposed to record everything.
“The brave man had scaled the sky-high icy-mountain,
He had dared to cross the sea of knowledge.
His heart was diligent — he needed no road,
The stars in the sky weren’t far.
He had hoped for his country’s blessing in that life,
His ardent blood had cast a rainbow bridge.
He seemed to be moving inch-by-inch,
Yet, he didn’t give up — he brandished his writing brush.”
Qin Qiu Shi was very talented. He had no option since the incense stick
had burnt-down to half of its length. However, this verse was rather
unexpected. His creative-concept wasn’t first-class, but it was
well-balanced; it could be considered ‘good’. He had clearly
explained the concept of ‘learning’. Moreover, he had showcased the
country’s lofty ideals, and the grandeur of his personal aspirations.
The court eunuch finished recording the poem. He then respectfully gave
it to the Emperor so that he could go over the verses. The Emperor turned
to look at Qin Qiu Shi’s face. He looked at him in a profound manner; but
there wasn’t a single change in his expression. Then, he waved his hand
and handed the poem to the court officials so they could pass it around
until everyone had looked at it. The court officials nodded after they
had looked at it; they proclaimed it to be ‘good’. The officials were
very talent as individuals. However, they thought that if they were in
the same place as this young man… under such enormous pressure…
tasked to come up with a poem… with only half an incense stick left —
they reckoned they might not have been able to produce such a result.
Jun Mo Xie applauded loudly, “I must concede defeat. You’re too quick,
“Many thanks for this praise, Young Master Jun. I have little knowledge
and talent. So, you and the elders embarrass me by over-praising me…”
Qin Qiu Shi spoke humbly of his profound verses. He then continued.
“Still, I must ask for the Young Master’s guidance in this subject. This
person wishes to hear your reply.”
“My reply? This Young Master doesn’t have so much talent. I can’t
be that quick; it’s not in my nature to finish my artwork so fast,” Jun
Mo Xie hurriedly and modestly declined the invitation. However, he
sounded very disorderly to everyone present.
Tang Yuan burst-out laughing. He was unable to control his laughter. He
even clasped his belly after some time. His face twitched with spasm; it
seemed as if he was on the verge of death. Tang Yuan had endured Jun Mo
Xie’s influence for a long time. He had clearly understood the concealed
jab Jun Mo Xie had landed with regard to his ‘lasting ability’.
However, other people hadn’t understood the Young Master Jun’s words.
Fatty, nevertheless, had understood their true meaning, and couldn’t
stop himself from bursting into laughter…
Everyone else looked at Tang Yuan with disdain since they hadn’t
understood the mystery of these words. [This Fatty is very insincere!
You’re here with Jun Mo Xie, but you start to laugh the moment you see
his defeat… Such an individual is truly contemptable!]
“The Young Master Jun is very talented; so why did he concede defeat?
This won’t do; he must recite a poem so that everyone can evaluate it,”
Han Zhi Dong jumped-up and shamelessly egged Jun Mo Xie.
“Does the Young Master despise the thought of competing with us?” Mei Gao
Jie’s eyes turned to Jun Mo Xie as he continued in an awe inspiring
manner, “This is a completely unacceptable way of treating scholars!”
“Young Master Jun belongs to a military family… So, it is unavoidable
that he doesn’t much literally talent,” a gifted scholar chuckled. He
was brimmed with a sense of contentment and happiness at this
achievement. He seemed very pleased to see Jun Mo Xie’s state of
humiliation, “So, how’s it surprising that he has conceded defeat in
These lines were intended as a corny joke which wasn’t supposed to make
anyone laugh. However, everyone laughed; and their laughter was full of
[That’s a fact; I do look down on you!]
Jun Mo Xie was unlikely to speak these words out loud. [But now you’re
asking for me to abuse you; and that too with persistence. It seems that
you didn’t get enough the last time. You’ll feel sorry for yourself
Jun Mo Xie snorted coldly, “I won’t be impolite since everyone is
waiting so earnestly for my poems. However, I haven’t come across much
of poetry during my scholarly studies. Therefore, I shall casually
compose a song for everyone’s pleasure…”
“Casually compose a song? The Young Master Jun is exceptionally talented!
His every movement is akin to a poem in itself. He’s so admirable;
he’s very admirable!” It was once again Han Zhi Dong. He had come to
hate Jun Mo Xie ever since he lost to his verse. But, how could he allow
himself to be beaten by Jun Mo Xie? A loss at such an event would be akin
to the destruction of his future prospects.
However, he had been presented with an opportunity to take revenge. How
could let it slip by? He wasn’t doing it for the sake of the WenXing
Institute — rather… he was doing this for his personal revenge.
“WenXing Institute… gifted scholars…” Jun Mo Xie tilted his head and
gave a meaningful smile. “Is this the proper way to behave? I would be
better off riding my horse to the brothel, taking women, and then act in
all sorts of tyrannical ways… without refraining from any crime of
debauchery if this is the kind of up-and-coming young men the Institute
has to offer to the Empire? Why do you behave with such a political
mindset… and act like a groom who wants to change his bride every
He spoke those lines very lightly; in fact, it seemed as if he was
casually dishing-out an abuse on the road. However, the intended
listeners paid due interest to them. The Emperor’s eyes shone and his
expression became thoughtful.
The bigshots stared pensively as well.
Everyone suddenly recalled that the WenXing Institute’s desire to
emerge victorious had always been strong and unbridled in every
competition in the past…
Suddenly, everyone’s gaze turned towards Jun Mo Xie; [was this kid
genuinely not interested in this contest? Or did he point this out
Everyone looked very disappointed. [The very thought of this… is too…
Then, Jun Mo Xie frowned, got up, and slowly made way from his seat. His
crooked neck was very stiff as he took eight steps. It seemed that was
moving forward from the movement of his legs and lower waist. However, in
reality… his entire body was moving backwards. It seemed as if an
unseen hand was pushing him backwards. His chest shuddered… like he had
gotten an electric shock. The Young Master Jun’s movements were very
strange and unnatural… yet… free and easy.
Anyone from his previous world would’ve recognized his actions in an
instant. Those were the very moves of Michael Jackson — the legendary
‘Moonwalk’ and the ‘Robot’! These two world-renowned moves from
his previous world had now made an appearance in this one…
A learned man from his previous world would’ve started to scream by
now: [That shock move was amazing! That neck angle is insane! That
moonwalk is the best! Wow! It seems that you’ve been possessed by
Michael Jackson’s soul!]
It was a pity that no one amongst this world’s plebeians could appreciate
the art of it. These people were completely blind to the Young Master
Jun’s charming and coquettish moves. [Ah…To have talent, yet no
one’s there to recognize it… But they’ll judge the moment I start
to abuse them? This world doesn’t understand talent! So, I don’t expect
these people to understand this. I won’t stop until I abuse to my
heart’s content! I won’t back away from this today!]
Everyone inside the main hall stared at him like fools. They felt that
they couldn’t bear to watch it anymore. [Jun Zhan Tian’s grandson is a
buffoon; how can the Jun Family come up with such a piece of work?]
Everyone was speechless…
They then saw him twist his waist… and come to what was a standard
‘electronic’ stance. His right hand then brushed-up and rested on top
of his head, while his left hand made a quick gesture as he snapped his
figures. It then went down to his abdomen. He then started to move in a
It had to be admitted that if Jun Mo Xie had showcased those moves in his
previous life… they would’ve been considered as extremely hard
dance-steps, and would’ve been labeled as masterpieces of dance. In
fact, these couldn’t have been done without a proper foundation and
training. But how could Jun Mo Xie perform these moves? If it were
someone else doing it — they too would’ve been considered a top
However, the people of this world could only associate those extremely
difficult and artistic high-level movements with the actions a man makes
in the bedroom; even the women felt the same way about his dance moves.
They looked at the high-speed and provocative movement of his lower body
parts… [this is… unbearable!]
“Aooo!…” Jun Mo Xie screamed; it seemed as if he was groaning. The main
hall had the Princess… along with several other notable young ladies
and the Empress… seated inside it. They all cursed in rage; [this man
is extremely vulgar! He has no shame! He acts in this manner in front of
so many people!]
Dugu Xiao Yi’s eyes had started to shoot flames, while Princess Ling
Meng’s beautiful face had become deathly pale. Their desires had been
plunged into the ground; that lecherous beast had broken them into
pieces! [This is extremely disgraceful! This is too vulgar!]
“Listen to me… ‘cause I speak with passion;
Ugly ones won’t do;
Don’t tell me you love me,
I’m too bad;
Don’t be infatuated with this elder brother,
This elder brother is a legend;
Don’t provoke me,
I’ll make you spit blood.”
Jun Mo Xie sung the verses under the public’s gaze. However, the tone
of his voice was intolerable to everyone’s ears as he continued;
“Don’t be smug with me,
Elder brother is your daddy;
Don’t mess with me,
I’ll cut your tiny thing;
Elder brother’s heart is a desolate place,
I’ll kill you and burn everything;
You dare to embarrass me?
As Jun Mo Xie finished — his fingers pointed towards the gifted
scholars of the WenXing Institute to indicate whom he was referring to.
His expression was one of rage and murder; [I haven’t abused you yet,
you old fart! You think you can embarrass me? Bullsh*t! Don’t you know
who I am, you old man?]
There was an uproar in the audience.
Who were his audience? They were sly public officials who had been
speaking their view-points for most of their lives. They’d endure every
insult and consider their words in order to relinquish their speech of
vulgarity. However, Jun Mo Xie had directly pointed at his opponents and
Each verse was that of a hoodlum — each line was that of a rascal.
Then, he had pointed his finger towards the WenXing Institute’s
scholars at the end, and had hurled abuses at them. Moreover, he
threatened and insulted someone of the elder generation.
“You, you, you, you… you… you…” Mei Gao Jie and Kong Ling Yang were
revered scholars. How could they have ever been humiliated like this
before? And not only had that debauchee insulted them before the
high-level officials — he had done so in front of the Emperor! They
were extremely enraged. Their bodies had started to tremble frantically;
even their beards. Their fair faces had turned somewhat blue, and their
eyes had rolled backwards… it seemed as if they were about to faint
from excessive anger…
“You darned evil creature!” Jun Zhan Tian jumped up. His beard scattered
as he descended angrily. He didn’t restrain his strength as he gave his
grandson’s butt a strong kick. Jun Mo Xie seemingly flew into the clouds
at that exact, and was about to hit against the main hall’s pillar. His
brain would’ve burst-out from his skull if he had hit the pillar.
However, a man had arrived to save him.
Standing opposite Grandpa Jun… was Dugu Zhong Heng.
The two men had worked together for many years. So, how wouldn’t one know
the other’s mood? He had stationed himself at the appropriate spot, and
caught Jun Mo Xie. His eyes widened into a glare as he shouted, “Jun Zhan
Tian! Are you that big an idiot? Do you wish to kill the sole remaining
youngster of your family?!”
This old man was something different… He had flatly asked if Jun Zhan
Tian would kill the only youngster of his family, and seemed determined
to stop him… if needed.
“None of you try to stop me! I must kill this little animal! We’ve lost
our honor! He has tarnished the name of the Jun Family! He’ll never
turn a new page if I don’t teach him a lesson!” Jun Zhan Tian had gone
mad with rage. His eyes had gone red, and his red eyeballs were about to
pop out. It seemed that he was going to flay his grandson to the bone.
However, those words made the other civil and military officials despise
the family; [what honor has he tarnished? Jun Zhan Tian, do you even know
what honor is? Haven’t you gotten used to your grandson’s behavior by
now? How many times has he tarnished the family-name today? But you only
speak of killing him now? Suddenly, you’ve changed your attitude, and you
wish to teach him a lesson? That’s very admirable!]
However, they restrained those curses within their hearts and followed
after Grandpa Dugu. Everyone rushed towards Jun Zhan Tian to hold his
arms and legs in order to restrain him. How else would they deal with
Tang Yuan cried out in alarm. His voice echoed, “He’s dead… he’s dead;
someone save him! Third Young Master, my good brother… please don’t
die… waaaah!” Tang Yuan’s tears and nasal mucus rushed towards Jun Mo
Xie like a rising tide from the sea.
It suddenly got so noisy that the Emperor furiously hit the side of his
Imperial Throne and angrily shouted at everyone, “Be quiet! Be quiet!
What a disgrace!”
The power that came from the throne was such that everyone immediately
stopped in their tracks, and looked at each other. Their voices started
to wheeze as they panted. They felt as if their strengths had been
exhausted. However, there were some people who hadn’t expended any
efforts in this ruckus…
“Your Majesty, please do us Justice. Please punish this shameless and
frenzied young brat!” Mei Gao Jie wept bitter tears as he knelt on the
floor. Many young students had failed and succeeded over the years.
However, had anyone ever humiliated him by the means of such a blatant
insult? This instance had been extremely humiliating for him.
Jun Mo Xie lay unconscious on the ground. The corners of his mouth were
pulled downwards. He wasn’t budging.
“I’m very disappointed with today’s matter! Very disappointed!” The
Emperor furiously flicked back his sleeve, “How can the great families
bicker day and night? How can the WenXing Institute act so petty and
narrow-minded instead of contributing towards the good of the common
people? This matter ends right now! All of you go back home — and
Everyone was dazed by what they heard. The Emperor had spoken those words
in a very serious tone.
Just then — they all heard the sound of urgent footsteps. Suddenly, an
alarmed voice rang-out, “Emergency conflict report!”
The military officials were stumped as they coldly looked-up. A battle
was something these blood-thirsty old men had longed for — but hadn’t
been able to derive the pleasure of in a long time.
An Imperial Guard hurried-in, kneeled, and presented a scroll to the
“A wave of Tian Fa Xuan Beasts is attacking our southern provinces? How
is this possible?” the Emperor couldn’t help but frown. He doubted
what he read aloud. His frown was very profound. “The entire humanity is
in danger. Master Shi Chang Xiao and the Xue Hun Manner have issued a
joint summon to everyone? Are things really that serious?”