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 ten years

month. Aside from this work, he also set up a stand in Fengqing Alley at the beginning of

for his own sake, but for those pitiful children. After deciding to look after those poor children,

to those privileged families, but for an ordinary civilian like him, it was a

people who would commission him to write

his stand in Fengqing Alley, as always. However, this time the visitors

muscular arms exposed. The word “Righteous,” carved with a

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

and gambling

the Righteous Gang, would carve the word

bowed towards Mi Bai and said, “With your high talents, why do you need to earn

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 the gang suddenly hanged himself after his wife was

once, the counterfeit business ended, and he had been scolded by his boss several

Kuo, who lived in Fengqing Alley, saw

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

to invite Mi Bai to

Bai put down

gentle and sincere, but

only pillars supporting this

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 only earn a living

offer of making a fortune that Zhang Kuo mentioned, Mi Bai could guess without thinking, was

red. He couldn’t believe that Mi Bai

Bai’s outfit with his sturdy arm, he stretched his arm with the scar of “Righteous” in front of his face and said angrily, “Do you know the

his collar, Mi Bai calmly repeated, “Death,

anything for survival, he could never make the smallest concession in calligraphy and painting. Apart from calligraphy and painting, Mi

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