Chapter 34

“Speak.”
He gestured, and the one who raised his hand, Man Qingfeng, stood up.
“The Three Leagues of Reading,” he said, ”Three Leagues of Reading.”
“So, do you know who the scholar who coined the phrase is?”
“Yes, a scholar named Dong Wu in the late Late Han Dynasty.”
“Yes, he is indeed a great scholar, whose name is still talked about to this day. Do you know what the three leisure seasons are?”
“Yes, ‘Winter is the remainder of a year, night is the remainder of a day, and rain that lasts for a long time is the remainder of a time,’ which means that you should study hard until the end of time.”
“Yes, and so it is with you uninhabited people. Just as we scholars study without forgetting the erosion, so too, if you train your radishes in such a way, you will become absolute masters, which is not a dream. You will be able to do it.”
At Teacher Mo’s words, all of the later masters nodded, looking impressed.
“And one more thing, there is the mindset of reading. It’s called reading three times. It means that you only focus on reading. When you’re concentrating on reading, you feel like you’re in the company of the wise men of old. Well, I don’t expect you uninhabited people to be that focused on books.”
“That’s not true.”
Xiao Wu retorted.
“I’ve had that feeling myself when I read.”
“Hao, so it is possible, then why don’t you follow me and become a bachelor?”
Mo Qingxu, a bamboo monk.
A man of great renown for his high learning, his noble scholarly disposition, and his unruly personality.
It is a great honor to become a bachelor after such a man.
But that was when he was a bachelor.
Although he loved books, he was an unarmed man, so it was difficult for him to say this.
“Hehehehe. It was just a joke, don’t take it so seriously.”
Some of the students laughed heartily, and Mr. Mo smiled brightly, nodded, and sat down.
As they chatted, time passed quickly, and before they knew it, the class was over.
“Hmph, has it come to this already?”
Mr. Mo said with disappointment.
“Well, it’s over. Dismissed!”
With a loud bang on the table, everyone stood up, bowed, and filed out.
I turned to my group and sat back down.
Bam!
The door slammed shut, leaving Ms. Mo and I alone in the hall.
I stood up, walked over to Mr. Mo, and took the reins.
“Hehehe. You don’t have to be so polite.”
He waved his hand, and I couldn’t resist.
I was surprised at how obedient I was and released my grip.
“You’re not an ordinary bachelor, are you?”
“No, I’m just an ordinary bachelor.”
I raised my energy and observed.
It was no different from the average person.
When I shook my head in puzzlement, Mr. Mo smirked and raised his brush.
Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh.
Is he drawing Nan?
Finally, with a dot in the corner of the paper, the Nan was finished.
A drawing that made me feel just as tortured as Mr. Mo.
“……!!”
That was it.
Those who reach the pinnacle of one thing exude their own momentum.
It’s like a martial artist who has reached the pinnacle.
Mr. Mo is also a bachelor who has reached the pinnacle of learning.
He has reached a level of discipline incomparable to that of a criminal.
“I am not better than others, but I am trying.”
The words of the self-recognized bachelor of untouchability are so humble as to be unbelievable.
“Excessive modesty will only cause a backlash. If you’ve reached that level, you should be bragging about it.”
At my advice, Mr. Mo let out a wry laugh.
“Hehe, it’s all about the beginning. You should always be humble and modest.”
“But you’re too humble.”
“Hmm, I’ll fix that. Thank you.”
He was open to advice from a younger, more cautious colleague.
He was not an invincible man, but he had a lot to learn.
“What about the details?”
“I don’t know what state it was in at first, but I think it’s improved a lot.”
“Heh, I’ll bet. He was too wanderlust to settle down in any one place, so he never established a medical practice, but he is known as a saintly physician in many places.”
“……!!”
Sincerity.
A nameless man whose name no one knows, who is always the first to appear in slums and places affected by natural disasters such as floods, to care for and treat patients.
He is known for his medical skills, which are comparable to those of a medicine man.
Rumor has it that those who have passed through his hands have been cured of even the most dire illnesses.
“How can I get in touch with him…….”
“It’s not good to delve too deeply.”
The slight stiffening of his face as he spoke indicated that he didn’t want to talk anymore.
I lowered my head, feeling rude.
“Heh. I didn’t mean to scare you. Look up.”
I raised my head and looked at Mr. Mo.
“That fellow, did he not leave a message for me?”
“Oh, he asked me to give you his regards.”
“Is that so?”
For some reason, she was smiling bitterly.
“Is it because he went without meeting you…….”
“No, it’s not that. It’s because of other circumstances…….”
I thought it was strange, but I kept my mouth shut because it would be impolite to probe too deeply into what I had heard earlier.
There was a moment of silence.
Then I heard a commotion outside.
“There’s something going on outside, you should come outside.”
“Yes.”
I opened the outer door and stepped out.
“Raid! Raid! Raid!”
I stiffened at the sound of an attack and went back inside.
“Hmm? What’s going on?”
“It’s called an enemy raid.”
“Raid? Hmm…….”
“I think we’d better get to the heart of the cordon, follow me.”
“Of course.”
You and Mr. Mo walked out of the pavilion.
Chapter 4 The Attack (1)
In front of the fence.
There were about fifty people hiding in the darkness.
[What’s it like inside?]
[It’s quiet, we don’t know].
[You know the plan, don’t you? The first thing is chaos. You’re to distract the men at the checkpoint and create chaos. Teams two and three will infiltrate between them. The objective is to assassinate Gao Shu. Assassinate Elder Wenhu of the Volcano Sect and Elder Lingfeng of the Zhongnan Sect. Group Four will deal with the rest. Let’s go.]
Ahead of the silent gun checkpoint.
They began to move.
A dozen or so people talking in silence.
“Eh?”
One of the servants at the gate caught their eye.
“Uh, uh, …….”
Chop!
A swift slash, and they began to move in faster.
After killing three more servants, the guards at the gate rang the bell, sensing something was amiss.
Thump! Thump! Thump!
“Raid, raid, raid!”
The bell rang loudly, and the guards at the gate shouted loudly.
A dozen masked men rushed through the gap.
“Wet…… ouch!”
Chaaaak!
“Enemy…… enemy…… ugh!”
The masked men swept in all directions.
As the dozen masked men in front swept through the checkpoint, the remaining masked men in the back began to move.
Using the dozen masked men as bait, they sneaked past the attention of the guards and arrived at the Red Light Hall and the Blue Light Hall.
“What’s that noise?”
“Sounds like it’s screaming raid.”
Two blue-robed martial artists appeared.
Blue armor, the late exponent of the Sect of the South.
They weren’t the targets.
Two groups of five.
They flew to the top floors of the two halls.
The thirty or so masked men silently blended into the darkness and disappeared into the alleyways.
One of the masked men and a man watched them from the top of the pavilion in the moonlight.
“Looks like you did a good job of infiltrating.”
“I’m doing my part, too. The guys at the gunblock gate are distracted.”
The masked man said in a polite voice.
From the sound of it, the man seemed to be of higher rank than the masked man.
“But we must not let our guard down. The Volcano Sect and the Zongnan Sect are old, though they are falling apart. And these people here. They say they’re not the Plum Blade and the Ten Swords, but they’re the best and brightest of the rest of the Late Exponents. There may be some places where they’ll be pushed back.”
“In that case, I’ll go.”
The man nodded.
The moon shining down on them gave off an unusually ominous lunar glow.
“That must be them.”
A dozen masked men, fighting the unmanned men at the gun checkpoint.
Many of the people I had seen before were dying under their unholy swords.
“They must be decoys.”
“Yes, it’s been almost a month since it was known that Huashan and the Late Zongnan were practicing together at the Gunblade Gate. There’s no way they’d come in with only ten men.”
But even if it was a decoy, it was a skillful one.
One sword, one man.
Every time the masked men swung their swords, a life was lost.
A sword technique that specifically targets blood and death.
It was the sword art of the killer.
“We can’t leave it like this. You should go first.”
“I think the children of the Volcano Sect and the Zongnan Sect are in danger, are you sure?”
“They are strong. They’ll be fine without me, but not this way. I’m no match for them.”
“You’re not even well enough to fight them?”
“I can’t say for sure.”
The drones at the checkpoint gather around.
I called one of them to escort Mr. Mo into the heart of the checkpoint.
Another life was lost.
I jumped at the sight of it.
The masked man’s sword pierced the throat of one of the gunmen.
The masked man pulled his sword from his throat, and saw me flying.
The masked man stabbed me with his blood-soaked sword.
Wedgie~!
A sword that cuts the wind.
I drew my sword from my left waistband and thrust it out.
Boom!
The swords clashed and bounced off each other.
The masked man stared in surprise.
Using the force of the bounce, he spun his body around once and thrust his sword diagonally.
Kagak!
The masked man was surprised, but only for a moment, and quickly regained his composure.
The masked man calmly blocked my sword.
Chop! Chop! Kaang!
When I attacked, I only aimed for instant death, like the Salsu, but when I blocked, it was different.
When he needed to spill, he spilled; when he needed to block, he blocked.
He was a refined martial artist.
Bam!
The swords clashed, and Xin Xing flew into the air.
Seeing this as an opportunity, the masked man fired his sword in an instant.
A sword aimed precisely for the heart.
He deployed the Plum Blossom Sword Path.
In six seconds, the plum blossoms fell.
Pipipipip! Pipipip!
The masked man’s skill was uncharacteristic.
Sensing the danger at that moment, he quickly withdrew his sword and executed a strange move.
He spun his body around and slammed his foot down.