I Slay Gods and Demons in the Deceit Night
Chapter 259 - 186: True Qi Increases by 200! Both Sides Compete for the Greatest Body of Their Time!_2

Chapter 259: Chapter 186: True Qi Increases by 200! Both Sides Compete for the Greatest Body of Their Time!_2

"For instance, Scholar, is it better than literature?" Lin Yan glanced at Lv Tang and asked.

"County Magistrate, truly even wiser than before," the old man exclaimed.

"Then, the one who wins is the principal body, what about the one who loses?" Lv Tang blinked.

"That is surely to return the weaker, secondary self to the original," the old man said with a smile, stroking his beard. "The pot is ready, waiting for Aqiu to finish the secondary self, then he will come out and catch up with the County Magistrate and the Scholar."

"Finish the secondary self..." Lin Yan’s gaze intensified.

"Finished?" Lv Tang exclaimed in shock.

"Of course it has to be finished, not a single hair or bone left, everything must be consumed to ensure the integrity of the self, with nothing lost to the outside," he said.

The old man lamented, "Scholar, your contemporary self just came back, it’s in your house..."

"What?"

Lv Tang involuntarily leaped back.

Not far away, a young man appeared, smiling with a folding fan in hand, his demeanor graceful, exuding the aura of a scholar.

His gaze swept over to Lv Tang, showing a hint of contempt.

However, when he looked at Lin Yan, his pupils contracted as if in great shock.

"He recognizes me!"

Lin Yan suddenly realized.

This person wasn’t an assimilated scholar but had broken free from his role play.

"This isn’t one of our own, right?"

Lv Tang suddenly tilted his head and asked.

Lin Yan whispered, "A person of Tribulation Ash!"

Lv Tang immediately clenched his fists, ready to strike the opponent.

But Lin Yan swiftly extended his hand, held him back, and shook his head slightly, saying, "Something is very wrong here, we can’t be rash!"

"Indeed."

At the same time, the scholar approached, bowed, and smilingly said, "County Magistrate, you see minutely, those who trample the rules here will inevitably bring misfortune."

"What is this misfortune you speak of?"

Lin Yan, gripping his knife, swept his gaze across the "old citizens" and leaned in close to the scholar, calmly said, "If you can’t explain, I will cleave you with one stroke."

The scholar replied with a smile, "Has Master heard that north of the Residual Prison Mansion, it snows year-round, and once winter commences, it turns into mountains and fields of endless snow?"

"What of it?"

"Even common folks, in those snowy mountains, a single roar can cause the heavens to flip and the earth to quake, triggering avalanches that bury everything!"

"So breaking the rules is like roaring in the snow?"

"That’s roughly the idea, pulling one hair affects the entire body."

The scholar closed his folding fan with a smile and said, "I am merely one of the thirteen candidates for the sons of Tribulation Ash, ranking ninth, hardly your match as the top prodigy of Qifeng Prefecture... Mutual destruction is a loss for you."

He moved closer and whispered, "Let’s follow the rules of this place, Master stands by as an observer, he and I will compete through literature, and the winner lives while the loser dies, how about that?"

"..."

Lin Yan looked at Lv Tang, thinking he was doomed.

Then he saw Lv Tang talking to the old man nearby, suddenly sneering, hands behind his back, he said, "My scholarship, how could it fall behind others?"

"Excellent!"

The scholar, hearing this, moved forward and smilingly said, "What shall we discuss today?"

Lin Yan’s expression turned grim, and he took a deep breath, already preparing to draw his sword.

But at that moment, he heard the old man stroking his beard saying, "The Scholar expresses a desire to use the bright moon in the sky as the topic to compose a poem and settle this contest, I think it’s feasible."

"Yes!"

The ninth son of Tribulation Ash, confident, boldly said, "Who will go first?"

As his voice fell, he looked behind at Lin Yan, then distanced himself a bit, smiling, "Let’s let you go first."

The crowd of old citizens gathered, filled with anticipation.

Lin Yan frowned, looking at Lv Tang, showing a questioning look.

Lv Tang nodded and began to speak with pride.

As his voice emerged, Lin Yan’s eyes filled with astonishment.

"Before my bed, the moonlight bright, so much like frost upon the ground!"

With his hands behind his back, Lv Tang continued proudly, "I raise my head to view the moon..."

His voice stalled, then he suddenly turned his head toward Lin Yan.

Lin Yan rubbed his forehead, True Qi gathering, continuously transmitting his voice, making hand gestures.

This fellow thinks about getting married all day long, just don’t start reciting "Bowing head, thinking of the maiden"!

"Bowing head, thinking of the hometown?"

Lv Tang was startled, feeling it was quite different from what he had learned before.

But as he uttered this final sentence, silence fell upon the crowd.

The confident Tribulation Ash Ninth Master was also stunned in place.

For after these last two words were spoken, the atmosphere among the surrounding old residents congealed.

Their eyes gradually reddened, and after a moment, one by one, they were lowering their heads to wipe tears.

Some, already overcome with emotion, had begun to sob quietly.

Melancholy permeated the air, seeming to envelop every person here.

Hometown!

After a thousand years, through countless reincarnations, they returned in the river of time, wasn’t it in hopes of rebuilding their hometown?

But how long must they wait to truly restore the face of their hometown, to await the awakening of family and old friends?

"What a ’Bowing head, thinking of the hometown’ indeed..."

The elder wiped his tears and said tremulously, "Scholar reincarnated for a thousand years, your literary grace surpasses the past."

He raised his head, looking at that scholar, and said, "Is it your turn now?"

The color in Tribulation Ash Ninth Master’s face subtly changed. He opened his mouth, looking at these old residents overwhelmed with sorrow and reflections.

He already knew, with such a paragon before him, he feared he couldn’t tug at people’s hearts and stir their feelings like the dark-faced man did.

Suddenly, he turned and walked away.

But at that moment, the elder gestured with a wave of his hand.

A clear light enveloped it, pinning him firmly in place.

"Scholar, what are you afraid of?"

The elder stepped forward, caressing his cheek, and spoke softly, "Though this incarnation of yours looks better, more like a scholar, isn’t it still you, even if dark-faced?"

The other old residents also nodded, stepping forward to persuade, "Right, you are him, and he is you, having the more learned you as the main body would be much better."

"Scholar, come over..."

The elder gestured towards Lv Tang and asked, "Are you eating the same life here, or back in the house?"

Lv Tang’s dark face turned pale with fright.

Lin Yan stepped forward and said, "The Scholar has always valued propriety; to make him eat a bun in public would seem discourteous, naturally, it should be in the house."

Lv Tang quickly nodded and said, "Back to the house, back to the house."

The elder nodded and said, "Then let’s take it back to your house."

Lin Yan glanced down at the Ninth Master of Tribulation Ash and suddenly asked, "Scholars say ’a gentleman stays away from the kitchen’; can the scholar butcher?"

Lv Tang was about to nod, saying he could do the deed, yet saw Lin Yan glaring at him.

"Then, County Magistrate, would you like to lend a hand?" the elder asked upon hearing this.

"They are all villagers; helping him out wouldn’t hurt," Lin Yan said.

"That’s fine too. Usually, there are butchers to assist, and since the County Magistrate has returned, it’s an honor for the Scholar if you are willing to stand in," the elder said with a grin, "Back in the day when the executioner was unavailable, you stood in too, didn’t you..."

"That’s still good."

Lin Yan was quite pleased internally, thinking he had made a good deal of Evil Qi, avoiding waste.

He moved forward, leaning down towards the Ninth Master of Tribulation Ash.

The pupils of Tribulation Ash Ninth Master contracted, he opened his mouth, but couldn’t speak.

"Not killing you is also an option. How many from Tribulation Ash have come?"

Lin Yan leaned in closer and whispered, "Among these villagers, how many belong to Tribulation Ash?"

The Ninth Master was just about to speak when his gaze shifted behind Lin Yan, revealing a mocking expression.

Seeing this, Lin Yan didn’t hesitate; a slash passed through his neck.

Immediately turning around, he saw at the end of this new village, a bookkeeper smiling, watching Lin Yan.

As Lin Yan looked over, the man waved his hand.

But his palm was like a mushy mess.

As he waved, chunks of flesh fell off.

"Peak of the Qi Refinement Realm, flesh muddled, mind still intact, Tribulation Ash’s Great Elder..."

A familiar voice sounded beside Lin Yan’s ear.

Lin Yan sheathed his sword, turned his head and said, "How come you arrived before me?"

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