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.

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

set up a

was not for his own sake, but for those pitiful children. After

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

who would commission him to write

However, this time the visitors were not the usual people requesting his calligraphy, but a group of

wore thin clothes, with their muscular arms exposed. The word “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 were also martial artists in

Righteous Gang controlled all the thieves and beggars in the West City, along with several brothels and gambling dens. In the daytime, West City was governed by the clans,

who joined the Righteous Gang, would

The gang member Zhang Kuo 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

The counterfeit business he managed was one of the main incomes

the counterfeit business ended, and he had been

Kuo, who lived in Fengqing Alley,

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

came today to invite Mi

down his brush and

tone was gentle and sincere,

painting were the only pillars supporting this orphaned teenager. There

was a genius 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 you

Zhang Kuo mentioned, Mi Bai could guess without thinking, was to fake calligraphy and paintings

Kuo’s face turned red. He couldn’t believe that Mi

Mi 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 consequences of offending

by his collar, Mi Bai

to anything for 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

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