The Path of the Martial Arts BOSS
Chapter 118 - 115: The Fault-Finder (3000 words)

Chapter 118: Chapter 115: The Fault-Finder (3000 words)

The instructor leading the Philosophy group, along with Ming Rui, the Sacrificial Officer, followed Zhuge Longsu and others to discuss matters, leaving the remaining Philosophy scholars to scatter around the Academy, getting accustomed to the environment. Not in the least afraid that the Mountain River Academy would play dirty tricks and incapacitate a few Philosophy scholars.

Seeing this, Qing Yu could only sigh at the formidable reputation of the Mountain River Academy, which even enemies believed. He wondered whether to praise them for living up to their reputation or to condemn them for being too naïve and easily deceived. It should be noted that these Philosophy fellows were all reserves from the Daqian Officialdom, with not so clean hearts.

Those with impure hearts see impurity in others, like I do. Yet, for the Academy to maintain a bright and honorable image among these people was indeed an achievement. It’s curious what these Philosophy people would think if they ever met Qing Yu, Feng Jiu, and Han Wenxin.

"Let’s go." As the Philosophy people were out of sight, Qing Yu called Feng Jiu to leave.

However, some people did not want Qing Yu and Feng Jiu to leave just yet.

As they descended from the building, Qing Yu found their path blocked by three individuals.

"Esteemed brothers, why do you block our path?" Feng Jiu stepped forward and asked.

The three blockers, adorned in pale blue Confucian robes, were among the Philosophy scholars who had just arrived.

"I am Xie Guangran, and these two are Wen Wen and Lu Shuqun, also members of the Li Family scholars who came this time." It seemed Xie Guangran was the leader among the three.

Xie Guangran, with a cordial smile, pointed to a nearby building and said to Qing Yu and Feng Jiu, "You two were spying on us from this building just now..."

"Hold on," Feng Jiu interrupted, "We were enjoying the snowy scenery from this building, how could you say we were spying on you?"

Spying, another way of saying eavesdropping.

Xie Guangran’s smile faded, as if the earlier cordiality was but an illusion, "You two, own up to what you’ve done. Don’t tell me the students of the Mountain River Academy are this irresponsible?"

By this point, if Qing Yu couldn’t tell these three fellows were picking a fight, he might as well stab his newly-evolved Thousand-mile Eye blind. Though Xie Guangran started with polite words, his demeanor betrayed unmistakable arrogance and contempt. He listed only his and his companions’ names, outright ignoring to inquire about Qing Yu and Feng Jiu’s names as if they were unworthy of his attention.

Later, he directly tried to label Qing Yu and his friend as spies in a condescending tone, making no effort to hide his disdain.

"Ha, it seems they consider the Mountain River Academy scholars to be old-fashioned and easy to bully," Qing Yu thought to himself.

But, he thought wrong about bullying Qing Yu and Feng Jiu.

"Pfft." A sneer drew the attention of everyone present.

"My apologies, I couldn’t hold back just now," Qing Yu coughed lightly, fist before his mouth, "I just heard a very funny joke and couldn’t help but laugh. I hope you all can understand it was beyond my control."

While he apologized verbally, a mischievous smile played at the corners of his mouth, and his eyes clearly identified the joke’s target.

"Oh, Brother Meng, what joke? Can you share it with us?" Feng Jiu, who had been with Qing Yu long enough to know his character, promptly played along.

"Of course, good things should be shared with all." Qing Yu said generously.

"Just now, this individual, um... Brother Xie, referred to Philosophy as the Li Family. I wonder since when did Philosophy become the Li Family.

If it truly were the Li Family, it would mean a departure from Confucianism, no longer associating itself with Confucianism. In that case, there would be no need for literary competitions for positions, since they concern the legitimacy of Confucian doctrine. What point would there be for someone from another school to vie for Confucian legitimacy?

Right, Brother Xie, could you, representing your family’s Sacrificial Officer, declare a departure from Confucianism?"

He spoke the so-called joke in a flippant tone, but this ’joke’ didn’t amuse Brother Xie in front of him. Instead, it provoked a cold sweat from him.

The place where Zhuge Longsu, Ming Rui, and others were discussing matters was not far from here. Even without Lu Qifeng’s ability to use the "Wind Listening Technique" that functions like having ears that can hear from a thousand miles away, overhearing this was easy enough. Of course, whether they would bother listening was another matter.

"Heh, if we win the literary competition, naturally, we Confucians will be in charge, and Confucianism could indeed transform into the Li Family." Xie Guangran was quick-witted and came up with a passable excuse on the spot, which made Qing Yu feel he had underestimated him slightly.

"If you win, you can call yourselves whatever you like, but..." Qing Yu’s mouth curled into a particularly malicious grin, "don’t you consider changing the name? Li Family sounds much like Philosophy, and upon thinking of Philosophy, one recalls its founder, Mr. Zhu Xiping.

Mr. Zhu Xiping was prosperous in both his career and love life back in the day. He suffered a grand defeat at the Mountain River Academy but returned to Daqian and soon enjoyed a beautiful twilight romance. Congratulations are indeed in order!"

Qing Yu’s words were spot-on. Zhu Xiping indeed flourished in both realms, yet neither was honorable; they were but withered flowers.

When Zhu Xiping first came to the Mountain River Academy, he was brimming with confidence. After all, he was the founding master of a school of Confucianism, while Meng Shanhe was merely a successor to previous generations. In terms of status, Zhu Xiping considered himself on an equal footing with Meng Shanhe, and in terms of prestige, a founding master was sky-high.

As for the age difference, the accomplished are revered without regard to age, otherwise, it would be a matter of comparing longevity. Zhu Xiping thought (once again, self-assessed) that, of course, the accomplished one was himself, the founding master.

However, Zhu Xiping was then thoroughly defeated in all respects, leaving deep psychological scars. After returning to Daqian, he remained immersed in the shadow of failure.

At the time when Zhu Xiping’s heart was vulnerably shattered, someone took advantage of this weakness. This person was none other than Zhu Xiping’s daughter-in-law. What followed was a forbidden ***... (%&**()...%￥(imagine for yourself)

Subsequently, Zhu Xiping was completely drained. Indeed, the widely circulated story that the founder of Philosophy, Zhu Xiping, died of depression is just a rumor. Zhu Xiping had been completely depleted and *** to death.

His clever daughter-in-law, who understood the hearts of the elderly so well, was none other than the inheritor of the Yin Demon Sect among the Six Paths of the Demon Sect. Initially, she had intended to absorb the impressive True Qi of Philosophy from Zhu Xiping’s son. Little did she expect that just as she approached success, heaven would send her a tremendous gift: a warrior of the Divinity Realm with a significant flaw in his mental state.

This inheritor of the Yin Demon Sect was audacious beyond belief. One must realize that even a warrior of the Divinity Realm with a flaw in his mental state is still a formidable figure, revered by all, a supreme warrior who had ascended through Martial Arts to Divinity. Most people, even if they saw this gift, would never dare to seize it, but she dared.

This audacity brought her endless benefits. By fully absorbing the essence of a Divinity Realm warrior, and through that sensation of transcending the odds, using the True Pill Realm to usurp everything from the Divinity Realm, she ascended to the Divinity Realm herself and became one of the most formidable warriors in the world today.

She is the current Sect Master of the Yin Demon Sect, known as "The Woman Who Ruled The World," Yin Tianxia.

"How about calling it the Yin Family? I think the founder’s wife would be pleased..." Qing Yu kept provoking Xie Guangran and the sensitive nerves of the two supporting characters behind him.

Xie Guangran’s face had turned as black as ink, "Enough, to actually blaspheme Saint Zhu Zi, you deserve to die!"

The word "die" revealed Xie Guangran’s boundless intent to kill, and his rage as if he wished he could devour Qing Yu’s flesh. Philosophy managed to steadily recruit students even after thirty years of dire defeats, not just because of the support from the Daqian Court but also because of the strong sense of honor and identity among the Philosophy students.

Unlike the isolated Mountain River Academy, Philosophy was deeply involved in the politics of the Daqian Dynasty. Due to the ten-year decline three decades ago, the unity among the Philosophy adherents was extraordinarily strong.

Furious, Xie Guangran struck out at Qing Yu, with Wen Wen and Lu Shuqun immediately following him. The three’s True Qi merged into one, converging in Xie Guangran’s palm and pressing towards Qing Yu.

"Brother Meng," Feng Jiu wanted to step forward and strike. Qing Yu’s life was closely linked to his own and could not be lost at any cost.

"It doesn’t matter." Qing Yu waved off Feng Jiu, who wanted to shield him.

The Tribulation Power True Qi within his body transformed into "Vast Righteous Qi," the robust True Qi flowing through a move he had once imitated, turning into a pure white mist composed of True Qi in the shape of a palm outside his hand.

Qi Dual Flow·Long Sky Divine Palm.

The tyrannical Divine Palm that pacified the mountains and changed the old course of the rivers met the combined force of Xie Guangran and his companions in a clash.

"Bang—"

The essence of the "Long Sky Divine Palm" lies in its sheer tyranny, once it gains the upper hand, it continually presses down the opponent until they are crushed into oblivion.

Qing Yu’s Realm surpassed even Xie Guangran, the strongest among the three on the opposing side. The Qi Dual Flow technique, seeming almost as if two were one, also surpassed the hastily combined force of the three. This palm strike, at the moment it was executed, predetermined the outcome.

Xie Guangran and his companions were overwhelmed in one strike, the tyrannical "Long Sky Divine Palm" forcing them to retreat repeatedly until they were pinned against the enclosure wall, barely managing to stop their retreat. Their hair crowns were blown away by the powerful palm wind, lifting several strands of entangled hair. But the pain from their broken hair was nothing compared to the internal injuries caused by the palm strike.

"Pfft—"

The three of them spat out blood in unison, and Lu Shuqun, whose Power was slightly weaker, even vomited blood clots.

"It was you three who started it," Qing Yu shook a finger, "I was merely defending myself. Don’t blame me for being too harsh..."

"You..." Xie Guangran opened his mouth to curse but realized he didn’t even know the name of the person in front of him, so he quickly changed his words, "Would you dare to leave your name..."

He was burning with unstoppable fury, waiting for Qing Yu to reveal his name so he could report the incident of injuring the three of them to the headmaster of the Mountain River Academy and make the audacious attacker pay.

"Sorry, you don’t deserve to know my name." Qing Yu said with a mocking smile.

You didn’t deign to ask my name earlier, just as I don’t deign to tell you my name now.

Feeling this sentiment course through him, Xie Guangran felt a sweet metallic taste in his throat, and another mouthful of blood sprayed out.

"This, um, Brother Xie, congratulations on ending the Literary Arena contest early. Happy now?" Qing Yu kept using a frivolous tone to irritate Xie Guangran.

The provocation succeeded, and Xie Guangran spat out blood again.

"Let’s go, Brother Feng."

"Mhm."

The two left, under the murderous gazes of Xie Guangran and his companions.

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"Stop."

Qing Yu and his companion had barely moved a hundred meters when someone called out to them.

Qing Yu’s smile flickered and vanished as he turned around, spotting a tremendously burly figure standing with hands behind his back, deeply observing them from not far away.

It is indeed you, Mr. Wuqu...

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