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Chapter 119: Chapter One Hundred and Fifteen: Scholar

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Xiling once had a tiny village named Mi Village.

It was founded by a couple at the peak of the Mortal Realm, who gathered over a dozen martial artists from the same realm and established a small village about fifty miles outside Xiling City.

The little village gradually prospered, the couple also had a child, and everything developed in a good direction.

But in the year 1768 of the Longzhou Calendar, an entrance to a fantasy world opened near the village. When Tang Mi family arrived, conflict ensued.

Many of the village’s martial artists asserted that since the fantasy world opened near the village, the resources inside must be shared with the village.

This declaration gained support from many village martial artists, who sent representatives to negotiate with Tang Mi’s household.

The result was tragic – the act was perceived as a provocation to the Tang Mi family. Mi Village was razed to the ground overnight.

All adults in the village were killed, and children over five years old were slain. Only those innocent little children were preserved, allegedly taken to a benevolent place.

Mi Bai hid in a dark room, not daring to breathe. It took ten days for him to emerge.

The thriving Mi Village had become ruins. Mi Bai, aged ten, dug a large hole and buried the ashes.

As a young child, he couldn’t understand why such a disaster would befall the village.

The village was destroyed, his family was killed, but he needed to stay strong and survive.

City to subsist. It has been

he also set up a stand in Fengqing Alley at the beginning

children. After deciding to look after those poor children,

sharply. This may mean nothing to those privileged families, but for an ordinary civilian like him,

who would

Alley, as always. However, this time the visitors were not the usual people

the freezing cold, they wore thin clothes, with their muscular arms exposed. The word “Righteous,” carved with a knife on their

the largest underground organization in the North City, rumored to be backed by a powerful figure. Even some smaller clans showed them respect. The boss of the Righteous Gang, Gongyangyi, was a skillful martial artist at the peak of the Mortal Realm, and his eight top followers were also martial

the thieves and beggars in the West City, along with several brothels and gambling dens.

Righteous Gang, would carve the word “Righteous” onto his left

high talents, why do you need to earn money in this alley by writing for others? Just nod your head and you will be

of the main incomes for the Righteous Gang. However, for some reason, the dealer

and he

Zhang Kuo, who lived in Fengqing Alley, saw Mi Bai’s writing during the spring

hook, his pen flowed like a dragon and a snake. Excited about this, he felt

today to invite Mi Bai

Mi Bai put down his brush and

was gentle and sincere,

supporting

combine the strengths of various genres to produce stunning works that you can’t forget once seen. But since he was unknown, his exquisite calligraphy couldn’t sell for a high price, so he could

Bai could

He couldn’t believe

the scar of “Righteous” in front

grabbed by his collar, Mi Bai calmly repeated, “Death,

smallest concession in calligraphy and painting. Apart from calligraphy and painting, Mi Bai had nothing else. If he gave this up, he