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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.

to Xiling City to subsist.

forty gold coins a month. Aside from this work, he also set up a

his own sake, but for those pitiful children. After deciding

in Xiling had been rising sharply. This may mean nothing to those

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

Fengqing Alley, as always. However, this time the visitors were not the usual people requesting his calligraphy, but a group

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

showed them respect. The boss of the Righteous Gang, Gongyangyi, was a skillful martial artist at the peak of the Mortal Realm, and

controlled all the thieves and beggars in the West City, along with several brothels and gambling dens. In the daytime,

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

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

Zhang Kuo was one of the reliable assistants of Fatjingang. The counterfeit business he managed was one of the main incomes for the Righteous Gang. However, for some reason, the dealer who had always cooperated well with

at once, the counterfeit business ended, and he had been scolded by

Kuo, who lived in Fengqing Alley, saw Mi Bai’s writing

a silver hook, his pen flowed like a dragon and a snake. Excited about this, he felt that even without Counterfeit Zhang, having a

he came today to invite Mi

you,” Mi Bai put down his brush

tone was gentle and sincere, but very

painting were the only pillars supporting this orphaned teenager. There

in calligraphy 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 Zhang Kuo mentioned, Mi Bai could guess

Zhang Kuo’s face turned red. He couldn’t

he stretched his arm with the scar of “Righteous” in

his collar, Mi Bai

the smallest concession in calligraphy and painting. Apart from