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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.

Xiling City to subsist. It

a scribe at a pawnshop, earning forty gold 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

pitiful children. After deciding to look after

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

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

his stand in Fengqing Alley, as always. However, this time the visitors were not the

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

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,

City, along with several brothels and gambling dens. In the daytime, West City was governed by the clans, but

Righteous Gang, would carve the word “Righteous”

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

assistants of Fatjingang. The counterfeit business he managed was one of the main incomes for the

and he had been scolded by

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

and a snake. Excited about this, he felt that

invite

you,” Mi Bai put down his brush

gentle and sincere, but very

supporting this orphaned teenager. There was no doubt about

he was self-taught, he could combine the strengths of various genres to produce stunning works that you can’t forget once seen.

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

face turned red. He couldn’t believe that Mi Bai

his sturdy arm, he stretched his arm with the scar of “Righteous” in front of his face and

his collar, Mi Bai

survival, he could never make the smallest concession in calligraphy and painting. Apart from calligraphy and painting, Mi Bai had nothing else. If he gave this up, he didn’t know what he