Loyal Heart Roaming the Skies
Chapter 110: Scholar

Jiang Wang is not a bloodthirsty person.

Although he does not shy away from killing, he will not choose to kill if it is not necessary.

Growing up in a pharmacy, he has seen too much separation and death, and the suffering of the sick.

This has not made him take death lightly.

On the contrary, having seen so many struggles between life and death, he understands the value of life even more.

But now, he is filled with killing intent and murderous intentions!

No one in this world exists without reason.

No one's growth can be isolated.

All transcendent cultivators are the result of accumulated resources. Fundamentally, the reason why transcendent cultivators who are as powerful as gods can exist is due to the support of countless ordinary people.

Transcendent cultivators enjoy transcendent resources and should also bear transcendent responsibilities.

This is Jiang Wang's understanding of the transcendent. It is also what the instructors repeatedly emphasized in the Daoist Academy.

Although in his view, Dong A did not live up to it.

As the lord of a domain, he rules over tens of thousands of people, controlling their food, clothing, shelter, and even life and death.

This is not an honor, but a heavy responsibility.

Taking care of the people under his rule, ensuring their stable and prosperous lives, that is true honor!

Lord Sun Heng died in battle at the Shubi Peak for the sake of Sanshan City, skinning himself to clothe his young son and continue his unfinished business.

Lord Dou Yuemei, for the sake of Sanshan City, gave up her cultivation path despite her extraordinary abilities.

Even Wei Quji, who was known for his ruthless actions and criticized by many, died fighting for Fenglin City.

And the Xi family has ruled over Jia City for so many years, what have they done when the city was in great danger?

...

When Jiang Wang arrived at the foot of Jia City's city tower, what he saw was a desolate and withering Jia City.

The situation in Qingyang Town was already so critical, and the source of the disaster, Jia City, was naturally even more dangerous.

Even with the efforts of Xi Zichu, who came from the Dongwang Valley, the lack of decisive administrative measures meant that the speed of treatment could not keep up with the spread of the epidemic.

The transcendent power in Jia City far exceeded that of Qingyang Town, but the difference in population between the two sides was much greater than the gap in transcendent power.

Finally, the truth could not be concealed.

The common people were not fools.

When one person died of illness, their family, friends, neighbors, and the entire neighborhood knew about it.

Even those who trusted the lord's manor and were optimistic by nature could not help but feel panic when they found that more and more people around them were dying.

At this time, people remembered the initial "misleading" words and thought of those "rumors" and "misleading words."

"An epidemic may have broken out in Jia City!"

"The people of Jia City are in great danger and immediate measures must be taken!"

"Please do not go to crowded places, it's best to stay at home..."

Those "misleading" "misleading words" were finally remembered by the people.

However, the heads of Sun Ping and the other young physicians had already gone cold.

Their decapitated heads had borne the anger and scorn of the people.

Their reputations were trampled, their bodies scorned, and nothing could be salvaged.

...

"Visitors, please turn back! Jia City is closed in the near future!" There were guards at the city gate shouting from a distance.

Jiang Wang paid no attention.

He walked forward in silence.

The guards drew their swords.

But they didn't even see Jiang Wang make a move before their swords were all broken.

Jiang Wang crossed the city gate and the guards who were looking at each other, and continued to walk forward.

At this critical moment, all the transcendent power in Jia City had gathered together.

This was the most vulnerable time for Jia City, but also the time when Jia City could react most quickly.

The street was very long.

Jiang Wang had only walked halfway when, at the end of the long street, a person appeared to block his way.

The person was dressed in scholar's robes, with three long beards and an elegant demeanor.

Xi Zichu had been busy preparing medicine and had not slept for a long time. As the lord of the city, he had to coordinate the entire domain on one hand and deal with the questioning of the Yangguo court on the other, concealing the situation and being unable to be in two places at once.

Among the transcendent cultivators of the Soaring Dragon Realm, only Lao Shiye could spare the time.

So he came.

And he was very confident, without bringing any other helpers.

"A disciple of the Confucian school?" Jiang Wang asked.

"I do indeed have a scholarly heart." Lao Shiye replied.

"What is your position?"

"I am a steward of the city lord's manor, without rank or position."

"So you are a confidant of Xi Munan." Jiang Wang nodded and asked again, "The charges against Sun Ping and the public safety notices posted everywhere, I suppose you wrote them?"

Lao Shiye did not deny it. "The wording is crude, and I apologize for the embarrassment."

"I know a disciple of the Confucian school, from the four major academies, but his poetry is extremely poor, and his literary talent is far inferior to yours."

"I am shallow in learning, and the praise is unwarranted."

"But he is a scholar. You are just a beast in scholar's clothing." Jiang Wang said.Master Liu seemed to possess exceptional skills in maintaining his composure. Even as Jiang Wang spoke in such a manner, no hint of anger could be seen on his face.

Instead, he smiled and said, "As the saying goes, education knows no bounds. Even birds and beasts, if willing to learn, can be considered scholars. What the envoy speaks of is indeed the power of enlightenment."

"I am not speaking to you as an envoy of the Zhongxuan family, but as the lord of Qingyang Town, here to hold you accountable."

"Qingyang Town was only granted to the Zhongxuan family for thirty years. To be precise, you are the lord of Qingyang Town for only thirty years," Master Liu calmly added limitations and filled in the gaps for Jiang Wang, smiling as if everything was under control, "Please ask your questions. Liu has nothing to hide."

This man's skill in debate was truly extraordinary, more befitting a disciple of a prestigious school than a mere scholar.

But Jiang Wang's voice was cold as ice: "I have finished asking. Now it is time for accountability!"

He stepped forward, drawing his sword in one swift motion.

Master Liu somehow produced a folding fan from nowhere and held it in front of him.

Swish!

With a light sound, the Longing Sword pierced through the fan, a formidable magical artifact, as if it were bamboo.

The cold light was already before his eyes.

Master Liu floated back, singing, "I excel in nurturing my vast and righteous qi!"

A white expanse before him, the qi swirled like a soaring dragon.

The most representative killing method of the Confucian school lay in the manipulation of this vast and righteous qi.

Master Liu's cultivation was undeniably strong.

But at this moment, Jiang Wang was a man whose killing intent had been suppressed for a full ten days.

Sometimes killing is a means, sometimes it is an end.

When it is a means, the reasons do not matter.

When it is an end, there are no excuses.

"I did not know that a black heart could produce righteous qi!"

The sword glowed brightly.

The great light of the sun and moon.

With a single horizontal strike from Jiang Wang, the dragon-serpent died, and the white qi dissipated.

"You have chosen the wrong path!"

His steps interweaved, the sword trailing behind him, and he was suddenly face-to-face with Master Liu.

The killing intent in his heart expanded endlessly.

The Four Spirits Body Refining Technique, the White Tiger chapter, began to operate automatically.

Jiang Wang's eyes turned red as he lunged forward with his head!

The vast and righteous qi was shattered, and Master Liu reached into his robe to pull out a wolf-hair brush, attempting to dodge, but suddenly the wood qi within him erupted, binding him from the inside out.

Binding the Tiger!

The Binding Tiger technique only held Master Liu, who was at the Soaring Dragon Realm, for a moment.

But Jiang Wang's head had already collided with his.

Bang!

Their heads clashed, both reeling backward.

Master Liu's vision went dark.

Swoosh!

Jiang Wang caught his sword with his left hand, pulling it from right to left, and a head flew up into the air!

End of the chapter.