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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.

still a child, had come to Xiling City to subsist. It has been ten years

coins a month. Aside from this work, he also set up a stand in Fengqing Alley at the beginning of each year to earn some money by writing door

for those pitiful children. After deciding to look after those

of grains in Xiling had been rising sharply. This may mean nothing to those privileged families, but for an ordinary civilian like

During festivals, there were always people who would commission him to write

set up his stand in Fengqing Alley, as always. However, this time the visitors were not the usual people requesting

“Righteous,” carved with a knife on their left arms,

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

gambling

Gang, would carve the word “Righteous” onto

bowed towards Mi Bai and said, “With your high talents, why do you need to earn money in this alley by writing for others? Just nod your head and you

he managed was one of the main incomes for

the counterfeit business ended, and he had

Kuo, who lived in Fengqing Alley, saw

pen flowed like a dragon and a snake. Excited

invite Mi Bai to make a

Mi Bai put down his

and sincere,

only pillars supporting this orphaned teenager. There

and painting. He knew that he wasn’t a martial artist. Even though he was self-taught, he could combine the strengths of various genres to produce stunning works that you can’t forget once seen. But since he was unknown,

of making a fortune that Zhang Kuo mentioned, Mi Bai could guess without thinking, was to fake calligraphy and paintings

ingrate!” Zhang Kuo’s face turned red. He couldn’t

with the scar of “Righteous” in front of his face and said angrily, “Do you know the consequences of

collar, Mi Bai calmly repeated, “Death,

smallest concession in calligraphy and painting. Apart from calligraphy and painting, Mi Bai had nothing