The Path of the Martial Arts BOSS
Chapter 114 - 111: the ninth day of the twelfth lunar month

Chapter 114: Chapter 111: the ninth day of the twelfth lunar month

The chaotic snow night finally ended, Qing Yu put down the bamboo slip in his hand and stretched lazily.

Although last night’s fierce battle had greatly impacted Qing Yu’s mental state, with his self-control, he soon moved past that influence and immersed himself in the pursuit of knowledge.

Ignoring Jin Mingxuan, who was drooling over the desk, Qing Yu got up and prepared to leave. During the Laba Festival, there were few students left in the academy, so the academy’s cafeteria was also closed. Today, to eat, he needed to go to a restaurant at the foot of Datong Mountain.

However, before stepping out of the door, or rather, as he was crossing the threshold, Qing Yu noticed something he could not ignore.

On the doorpost outside the room, a dart wrapped in a cloth strip was diagonally inserted.

Who was it?

Upon discovering the dart, Qing Yu’s first thought was not what the cloth strip might contain, but rather who had placed the dart there.

The dart could not possibly have been inserted while Qing Yu was recovering from the effects of the Laba Porridge, because last night, when Ming Rui paid his respects to the mountain, Qing Yu had gone to the courtyard. Then, the Haqi River was activated, and the entire academy was as bright as day. If the dart had been placed while he was in a fake death coma, Qing Yu would have definitely seen it.

"Interesting..."

He removed the dart, which had been stuck on the doorpost for nearly eight two-hour periods, and unwrapped the cloth strip, "Guest House."

The familiar handwriting, along with the special mark agreed upon with Luo Yan at the end, confirmed that this dart was undoubtedly placed there by someone from the Six Gates.

The question was, who could it be? Qing Yu had not slept all night, engrossed in reading the manuscripts on Yin Yang Technique. To achieve this, the person had to bypass Qing Yu’s exceptional spiritual sense, something that a typical Martial Artist of the Innate Realm could not do.

Qing Yu stroked his chin, glanced inside the room, and his eyes twinkled with indecisiveness.

...

"Mr. Lu."

Inside a private room below the Guest House, Qing Yu saw his direct superior once again, the Six Gates’ Chasing Wind Divine Constable Lu Qifeng, and his recent partner Luo Yan.

"Sit." Lu Qifeng gestured with a sweep of his arm for Qing Yu to sit down.

"Thank you, sir." Qing Yu obediently sat next to Luo Yan.

"I’ve heard from Luo Yan about the recent operations. Finding Han Wenxin was impressive. It’s unexpected that the Zajia faction had mixed Confucian Cultivation Techniques with other magic doors. Unfortunately, the Zajia has long vanished from the world, and the manuscripts left behind are extremely rare. It’s very difficult to derive the magic doors from them," Lu Qifeng praised.

"Sir, can’t we capture Han Wenxin for questioning? With the capabilities of the Six Gates, capturing someone silently shouldn’t be a problem. Han Wenxin has already graduated from Mountain River Academy and can no longer hide there," Qing Yu suggested.

With Sixth Prince Feng Chaonan’s cautious aid like Han Wenxin, it was indeed tricky. Given Han Wenxin’s cautiousness and Pharmacist Zhang Qian Ding now under Feng Chaonan, the risk of exposure has invisibly increased. Eliminating Han Wenxin would not only reduce the risk of exposure, but also help close the distance with Feng Chaonan.

Two trusting people are much like a couple—if one leaves, a third party can seize the opportunity to step in.

Capturing Han Wenxin to force out the magic door would be simple for the Six Gates; yet, Lu Qifeng declined this tempting, straightforward option, "No, what is paramount now is the dispute over the Literary Arena with Philosophy and Mountain River Academy. All other matters must take a back seat. We cannot afford to create unnecessary complications."

"Qing Yu, how well is your ’Heavenly Principle Inner Saint Method’ progressing? Can you now simulate ’Vast Righteous Qi’?" asked Lu Qifeng.

"Somewhat effective," Qing Yu manifested a trace of ’Vast Righteous Qi’ between his palms.

Lu Qifeng watched the ’Vast Righteous Qi’ intently. Qing Yu felt an invisible, strange force making contact with the ’Vast Righteous Qi’ in his hands.

This must be the Divine Power only cultivable in the Divine Origin Realm, Qing Yu thought to himself.

If it weren’t for his mental state almost reaching the Divine Origin Realm and his spiritual sense being above average, he wouldn’t have sensed this invisible Divine Power.

"It’s a pity," Lu Qifeng frowned, "it lacks some grandeur in its mental realm, not open enough."

To be exact, it lacked a righteous mindset. The dominance of ’Vast Righteous Qi’, which repels external teachings, could be simulated through the ’Heavenly Principle Inner Saint Method’ by Qing Yu. However, that righteous and daring attitude—to act for the greater good—was too difficult for Qing Yu. Even if he used the ’Heavenly Human Rebirth Technique’ to clear his mind, painting it with righteousness was challenging. Fundamentally, Qing Yu’s life experience left no room for such a mindset.

"But no matter," Lu Qifeng relaxed his brows and lightened his expression, "By that time, Meng Shanhe will not appear. As long as Ming Rui, the Sacrificial Officer, can engage Zhuge Longsu and others in Divine Combat, you can confidently feign ’Vast Righteous Qi’."

Confidently feign? In front of Zhuge Longsu and Ming Rui? Qing Yu’s heart skipped a beat, how could that set his mind at ease.

"Um, Divine Constable," Qing Yu carefully asked, "You wouldn’t be considering... letting me participate in this Literary Arena contest, would you?"

"Yes." Lu Qifeng’s nod shattered the last shred of hope in Qing Yu’s heart.

"Sir," Qing Yu said, "It’s not that I refuse, but the contest in the Literary Arena is of great importance. However the academy is, it surely wouldn’t let a newcomer like me compete."

"That, you need not worry about. I will arrange everything for you. What you need to do now is go back and practice well. Don’t let your lack of proficiency be your downfall during the contest."

Yes, be knocked down. It was hard to imagine that the contest in the Literary Arena would ultimately be decided by force.

In the Literary Arena, verbal sparring existed, but physical combat determined the outcome. Verbal sparring was just quibbling and arguing principles. Since Philosophy and Confucian doctrines each had their merits and molded different worldviews, it was truly hard to judge who won or lost. If one were shameless enough, even if you couldn’t argue well, you could still act stubborn—as long as you found some basis, it wasn’t easy to directly declare you the loser. Not everyone was a master rhetorician like Zhuge Liang, able to argue until his opponent coughed up blood on the spot.

Therefore, the contest in the Literary Arena naturally evolved into a battle of martial prowess; the victor stood while the loser lay, with a clear outcome. Both philosophies originated from Confucianism, and Mountain River Academy was the orthodox seat of Confucianism. Martial Arts prowess was deeply linked to the depth of knowledge. Knowledge was power—a notion perfectly personified by the Confucians.

The more erudite the Confucians, the tougher their fists.

"So be it, I obey," Qing Yu resigned himself to fate at this point.

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