Before killing somebody, one should have feelings, being excited or happy or expectant, but it must be under the condition that the person to be killed had some unspeakable relationship with the killer. However, Li Fuyao didn’t even know the name of the one he would kill or if it was a man or woman. He only knew that the cultivator in the tent was a Confucian cultivator who hadn’t finished the first stage and that this one might have come from the Yanling Confucian Temple. Then he knew nothing else about his prey.So Li Fuyao was calm and didn’t feel excited. The only thought on his mind was about how to cut off the cultivator’s head later and make himself suffer the least.In the tent, a scholar was reading at the table next to a dim oil lamp. This thin scholar held a book written by a scholar of the past, as if lost in thought.The scholar in pure white shook his head while sighing in sympathy after reading two pages. Then he whispered helple

The teenage girl sitting on the high platform outside the tent was murmuring alone, looking rarely lovely, but the boy who was having a life-and-death fight in the tent didn’t know that.The machete in Li Fuyao’s hand was full of chips. With his tattered clothes and messy hair, he looked terrible. While the scholar in white had a deep wound showing his bone on his right hand which grabbed the cyan brush pen, and the fresh blood flowed along his arm and the brush pen before dripping at the pen point to the floor with a clatter, which was the only sound except the breaths and heartbeats of the two in the tent, sounding weird. And the scholar’s wound was caused by Li Fuyao’s machete. Before the cyan light turned from the word “resolute” disappeared, Li Fuyao chopped that right hand accurately. If he hadn’t feared the power of the cyan light at last, the right hand should have been cut off.When they fought in the tent for a short while earlier, the swordsman L

After the cultivators were killed, it meant that most of Dazhou’s difficult problems had been solved, which put Li Fuyao in a good mood. In fact, at first, he just took actions in order to make the noblemen in Luoyang City of Yanling unhappy. However, he had changed his mind and felt proud, although most of the more than ten cultivators had been killed by Qing Huai and he merely fought once to kill a weird scholar.After they left the Luosang River, Li Fuyao knew that the story by the river would soon spread to Shaoliang City, Luoyang City and the capital of the Chen Country. The noblemen and high officials in Shaoliang City might speak highly of the North Army’s persistence and courage, and the aristocrats in Luoyang City would only be mad and sad and even humiliated. As for the people in the capital of the Chen Country, they wouldn’t have other emotions than feeling terrified. It might be described as a story that ten thousands of soldiers from the North Army risked t

In this world, something that was beyond others’ expectations but was reasonable on second thoughts always happened. For example, Huang Jin climbed the Jingkou Mountain and entered the Yanling Confucian Temple, and Qing Huai had countless thousand-mile rings. These days, every time the three cultivators Yanling kept at a high price were about to catch up with the two teenagers, they would find some thousand-mile rings which were split into halves beside a fire, or by a river, or under a tree.After counting them, they found that they had picked up more than ten thousand-mile rings, at least ten. Even the national treasury of Yanling wouldn’t have much more than those. They even guessed that the temple would have no more than one hundred thousand-mile rings every year as the limit, but why did these teenagers have so many? Moreover, it appeared that they still had some left at hand. The official from the Ministry of Penalty who was sure that the two wouldn’t have too man

The South Army led by Xie Ying drove the main force from the Chen Country to flee in a panic and settled the crisis of Dazhou. After they returned with victory, naturally it should be celebrated. So before dawn, the eunuchs and maids in the Evergreen Palace started to prepare for the banquet to celebrate after the imperial court session this morning. In order to prevent anything wrong, the manager of the Ceremony Department showed up in person to make sure everything was okay. Before the imperial court session, the emperor entered the imperial study to check the reports from the officials. Everybody in the world said that the emperor ruled a country and had the greatest power, but who had seen how the emperor became thinner day after day while working hard to deal with the official documents and getting tired?The imperial study was prepared, and the document on the top was the summary of the battle from the Ministry of War, including the number of the dead soldiers and