Chapter Nine: Attitude

's clothes to the face hidden beneath his hat. "Like this, I'll leave you my address. Whenever you change your mind, just get in touch. Conditions are up to you.""No need." Jiang Wang walked out expre...All this said, it seemed slow, but from Jiang Wang dashing straight to the inner courtyard, to Dong Ah's sudden attack, everything happened in a very short time.

Just as the python snakes completely surrounded in mid-air, a pale figure spied an opening and leaped into the air at incredible speed, seemingly about to escape.

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

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Countless wooden spikes shot out, piercing him in an instant!

His body shuddered in the air, halting with each jolt until the furious wooden spikes finally subsided. Then, he plummeted from the sky, defeated and lifeless. From head to toe, his flesh was riddled with a horrifying tapestry of wounds, a testament to his gruesome demise.

The entire courtyard was deathly silent. Whether it was the outer disciples or the inner disciples, they were all deeply shaken by this scene.

Jiang Wang's eyelids twitched, "That strange left-way demon, just died like this"

Don't even look at him, Dong Aque said indifferently, "The rest is still hiding"

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"Ridiculous!" He strolled leisurely through the garden, step by step ascending into the air, "Everything within the Jade Cage is under my control, everything thrives and flourishes, only your scent is repulsive to me!"

He reached out his right hand and gently grasped it!

A door sprouted a giant hand, grabbing an outer disciple dressed nearby. The wooden hand spread its five fingers, instantly traversing the person’s entire body, locking them tightly in place.

At the same time, Mu Bi's arm stretched out quickly, lifting the man up and presenting him to Dong A.

“Come now, who sent you To dare commit murder in the academy” Dong A stood with his back to the stars, looking down at the audacious assassin.

The wind, too, seemed to hold its breath, silently awaiting his reply.

An ordinary-looking assassin suddenly grinned, and his entire head exploded!

Dong's fist clenched, and a layer of water membrane instantly enveloped those red and white things, forming a swollen water ball.

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He glanced at the corpse once more. A seed sprouted, growing rapidly, blossoming into a large mouth that engulfed the corpse in one gulp. Dong Ah Shun tossed the water ball in as well. The flower’s maw snapped shut and retreated back into the earth.

Two bodies were dealt with so cleanly, but Dong Aa's anger became even more apparent.

“My Zhuang Guo's cultivation seeds, actually murdered in the Daoist Academy! The wicked cultivators of the left path are so bold! This matter must be thoroughly investigated! The City Lord's Mansion must give our academy an explanation. No matter who is behind it, they will surely be punished!”

A powerhouse at the fifth rank, his cultivation was fully unleashed. His voice boomed like thunder, shaking the entire city.

The entire Fenglin City many people heard of it change color.

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A loud voice then echoed throughout the entire city. It was Fenglin City's Lord, Wei Qijie, “Master Dong, please rest assured, this matter will be handled by my mansion! Regardless of who or what is involved, once found out, they will be punished severely!”

Jiang Wang watched this unfold, vaguely sensing that he had touched a turbulent whirlpool beneath the surface of the sea.

The academy is the place where the nation cultivates talents, it's the cornerstone of national fortunes. To perpetrate violence in the academy has already crossed Dong A's bottom line.

The Qin state had already stripped Zhuang Guo of its face by using a pretext to attack. Although the reason for Left Dao's act of violence at the Imperial Academy is unknown, it is hard to say that there is no intention to test the official response.

Before today, it was widely known that Dong A and Wei Queji were not a match. The former belonged to the faction of Prime Minister Du Ruhui, while the latter was a veteran of General Huanfu Du's forces.

With Dong'a's capabilities, it wasn't necessary to make such a big fuss to expose the demon. His use of Taoist magic to cover the entire academy and his subsequent conversation with Wei Queji at a distance seemed more like a display of strength, a clear statement intended to intimidate those lurking in the shadows.

The State of Zhuang was not peaceful.

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"All of you, disperse." Dong A's face was expressionless as he turned and walked down from the high altitude.

The door panel snapped back into place, the rattan snake slithered back onto the wall... The entire courtyard instantly returned to its original state.

The night seems to have always been so quiet.

Everything seems like a dream.

But the wound that was still healing told Jiang Wang that this was true.

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This is the strength of a fifth-rank powerhouse.

It is also the scenery he is going to climb!

When Zhao Ru Cheng arrived at the Daoist academy, everything had calmed down. Only the outer courtyard disciples were still gathered in small groups, excited by the headmaster's imposing manner.

He saw Jiang Wang in the dormitory. At that time, this guy was meticulously wiping his sword with a handkerchief embroidered with gold thread.

The handkerchief was naturally Zhao Ruocheng's. There wouldn't be a second person in the entire dormitory who would use this thing.

Zhao Rucheng first noticed that his instep had been re-bandaged, and he chuckled with a hint of ridicule, “Oh Wounded again You’re the number one sword cultivator among the outer sect disciples. Doesn't that sound a bit...suspicious”

"Not bad." Jiang Wang wiped his sword blade, "If you squeeze out the moisture, it'll still be able to give you a lesson or two."

At this point, he raised his head and smiled at Zhao Ruocheng: "Brother."

“He’s just a year older than me, with just one more year of sword training.” Zhao Rucheng scoffed.

"That day was a big one too, little brother."

Zhao Rucheng flicked his teeth, annoyed: "Stop wiping it! Don't you know how much my handkerchief can buy for the broken sword in your hand"

Jiang Wang laughed arrogantly: "Do you know how much my sword, which I have used, will be worth in the future compared to your handkerchiefs"

But as soon as he uttered those words, both he and Zhao Ruocheng fell silent.

This kind of talk is typical of Fang Pengju. Having Zhao Rucheng wipe his sword with an embroidered golden handkerchief was also something he brought about, this "bad habit". In his words: “Our brothers' swords are meant to be passed down through the ages. How could we not take good care of them Such a fine handkerchief is too wasteful to use on one's face! Rucheng may be handsome, but can his face be passed down through the ages”

Some people have disappeared, but their traces will remain for a long time...

Zhao Ruzheng was the first to speak, changing the subject: "Third Brother, what do you think this demon attack on the Daoist Academy is about Are you affected... by accident"

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"The Fang family shouldn't have the guts to do this." Jiang Wang shook his head. "But then again, who knows By the way, have you seen the Big Boss"

Ling He went to the Fang family in the afternoon to return the body, but he hasn't come back yet. This can't help but worry him.

Zhao Rucheng raised an eyebrow slightly, "I heard he was driven out of the Fang residence, but where he went next, I don't know."

Jiang Wang was silent for a moment, "Let's go look around."

“If I wanted to find you, I wouldn't go hang out with those bad people doing bad things.” Zhao Ruocheng curled his lips.

“Hey, it wasn't me who turned him away. What are you looking at me for”

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Jiang Wang just stared at him without speaking.

He had no choice but to surrender, "Alright, alright. But it's so late, where are we going to find one"

"First of all," Jiang Wang analyzed, "He definitely wouldn't throw him into a mass grave."

But he had no money. Zhao Rucheng continued.

"Then again, he's a sentimental man…" Jiang Wang got up and walked outside. "I know where he went."

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“I know exactly what he’s doing!” Zhao Rucheng followed behind, wrinkling his handsome nose. “He must be crying.”ucius from the Analects has been quoted and relayed by later generations."A gentleman does not join parties; he is safe from harm..." —(Feng Dao's *Mirror of Withering and Flourishing* during the Five...