The Path of the Martial Arts BOSS
Chapter 124 - 120 Betrayal (Combined - of 4000 words)_2

Chapter 124: 120 Betrayal (Combined Chapter of 4000 words)_2

"Lu Qingzhu, you deserve to die..."

Ning Ling’s words struck Lu Qingzhu’s sore spots, infuriating him, "Enough, old man, what do you know? You’ve lived long enough; I haven’t. When I was in my twenties, I suffered this great calamity, wasting the most important decades of my life. How could you possibly understand my unwillingness?

In the first ten years, I often consoled myself, stating that giving up my life in exchange for the future leader of Philosophy was a gain, especially since I hadn’t died yet. But, but... that incessant battle with Wang Jingyang’s ghost for life, constantly having death lurking by my side, how could you possibly understand this feeling?"

Lu Qingzhu suddenly lifted his head, a strong life force emerging in his dying body. With his sickly face and graying hair, under this life force, his hair turned pitch black, and he looked as if he were in his prime again.

Lu Qingzhu gripped his young, strong arms, "For nearly forty years, I lingered in the Divine Origin Realm, my life hanging by a thread. Now, I have finally escaped death’s coveting, and I have devoured Wang Jingyang’s ghost too. This feeling of rebirth is truly mesmerizing."

The nearly forty years of entanglement with the remnants of Wang Jingyang’s True Qi had refined both of their True Qi to an utmost purity. Their spirits also became incredibly resilient under the threat of death. After switching to the cultivation of Philosophy techniques and devouring Wang Jingyang’s True Qi, followed by consuming Heavenly materials and earth treasures that boost Essence Qi, Lu Qingzhu naturally united his spirit and advanced into the True Pill Realm, significantly increasing his lifespan and reverting his youth.

"Senior Brother Lu, is it worth it?" Zhuge Longsu asked, watching Lu Qingzhu’s face wild with joy.

"It’s worth it." This time, Lu Qingzhu did not avoid his gaze but looked directly into Zhuge Longsu’s eyes and replied decisively.

Those who have not waited to die cannot understand the pain of waiting to die. To get this chance of rebirth, Lu Qingzhu felt it was worth giving up everything.

Lu Qingzhu fought with death and persevered for nearly forty years, surpassing ninety-nine percent of the world’s people. People could denounce his betrayal, but they could not fault his instinct to survive.

"If that’s the case, Senior Brother Lu, no, Lu Qingzhu, today, you and I make a clean break." Zhuge Longsu struggled strenuously, tearing off his left sleeve.

"A clean break." Behind Zhuge Longsu, Lu Qingzhu’s fellow disciples also tore off their sleeves, severing ties with him.

"Lu Qingzhu, you traitor will not meet a good end," Ning Ling shouted angrily.

"Senior Brother Ning need not worry about at that," Ming Rui interjected with a smile. "As the current head of Philosophy, naturally, I will support Senior Brother Lu."

"Pah, birds of a feather," Ning Ling spat in disgust.

"What are you babbling about?" Since arriving, Luo Feng, who had been silent, suddenly stood up, his pitch-black War Halberd beside him, "Zhuge Longsu is seriously injured, and Mountain River Academy is closed. Why don’t we seize this chance and finish them once and for all?"

"Leave Feng Mingxiao to me, the rest of you handle the others."

As these words were spoken, the already tense atmosphere thickened even further. Even the watching Northern Zhou Imperial Family tensed up, ready to act.

"This..." Ming Rui was also somewhat tempted. Eliminating Feng Mingxiao and Zhuge Longsu would infuriate Meng Shanhe, and their mission for the Emperor Martial Art might be spoiled, but it would severely weaken Northern Zhou’s strength.

It was truly difficult to weigh the pros and cons.

"Absolutely not, Divine Marquis," Lu Qingzhu quickly intervened.

"Do you have an objection?" Luo Feng gave Lu Qingzhu a glance. This traitor was only favored by another traitor, Ming Rui. Luo Feng had absolute disdain for such people.

"Brother, what insight do you have?" Ming Rui spoke.

Lu Qingzhu explained, "Younger brother, when you left the Academy, the Haqi River was not yet formed, and you were unaware. Although Zhuge Longsu is now seriously injured and cannot activate the Haqi River, if he is truly driven to desperation, he could sacrifice his life to detonate the Haqi River, taking us all with him. Then, even if we survived the explosion, we couldn’t escape Meng Mountain Master’s pursuit."

"Is that really so?" Luo Feng looked skeptically at Lu Qingzhu and then at Zhuge Longsu and the others across from him.

"Life and death are no laughing matters," Lu Qingzhu said with sweat forming on his forehead, having abandoned everything and betrayed his master—all for what, if not for her precious life? Just as he had reclaimed his vitality, Luo Feng’s actions immediately threatened him with death again, how could he not be anxious?

"Oh ha ha... my friends, Divine Marquis was just joking," Ming Rui suddenly laughed. "Don’t be nervous, it’s just a joke. We’re only here to participate in the battle for positions in the Literary Arena. Why would we want to stir up strife with weapons, right, Divine Marquis?"

Luo Feng snorted coldly and resumed his seat.

"This joke isn’t funny at all, Luo Shenhou," Feng Mingxiao said, her narrow mind being triggered, involuntarily stinging Luo Feng with her words, which drew his cold glare.

Ming Rui mediated, "Everyone, what we need to do now is just patiently wait, let time pass and see who will be victorious."

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Qing Yu blinked and found himself in the midst of a forest, surrounded by lush greenery.

Gliding up a large tree by his side using his qinggong, he flew to the treetop and looked around, "This place looks somewhat familiar..."

With superior eyesight that could detail every object within sight, Qing Yu felt the scenery before him was very familiar, reminiscent of a scene from his memory.

This familiarity wasn’t about the white expanse above, similar to that of the Inheritance Space.

Rather, it was the mountain forest and the surrounding landscapes that made Qing Yu feel a profound sense of familiarity.

Using the divine skills granted by the "Black Heaven Book," his unnamed divine eyes swept around, searching for participants in the Literary Arena competition and other peculiar sights.

"Eh, that is..." His gaze moved up to a mountaintop, through the sheltering trees and rocks, Qing Yu could see a familiar corner of a building. His memory quickly accessed the piece seen.

"Academy, no doubt about it, it has to be the academy reserved for the core scholars at the top of the mountain."

Qing Yu had once looked up from a high place and seen the academy atop Datong Mountain, which looked very similar to the piece of architecture he was seeing now.

"So this too is another part of Datong Mountain."

Having a reference point, Qing Yu recognized where the familiarity had come from. After all, besides Beicang Mountain far off in Qing Province, the only lengthy period he’d looked forward to the forested mountainsides was where he currently resided, at Datong Mountain.

"If that’s the case, the Emperor Martial Art is very likely inside the academy on the mountaintop," Qing Yu thought to himself.

Due to the special nature of this Literary Arena battle, the academy had straightforwardly placed the items to be contested within a Small Secret Realm, allowing contestants to enter and contend for them. After one day and one night, the Small Secret Realm would open again, and whoever obtained the items could joyfully go home with their prizes. The rules were simple and crude.

"Looking at it this way, this Literary Arena battle isn’t about finding items, but snatching them."

If actually placed in such a conspicuous position, it was bound to attract much attention. Particularly for those core scholars who often visited the academy atop the mountain, once they saw it, they would surely recognize it as the place they frequented.

This peculiar competition, from the very beginning, had developed in a life-and-death direction, hardly resembling a contest involving scholarly individuals. So mused a counterfeit scholar.

Qing Yu was deep in thought when suddenly a malevolent wind came from behind his head.

"Standing so high, if not you, then who..."

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