This martial saint's health bar is too thick

Chapter 592 No Bloodshed, Luck at Your Side

(PS: Just a quick chat before we begin. This part was added after the update, and I don't know how to calculate the cost:)
After writing books for several years, I've noticed a pattern—protagonists with overly strong morals are prone to controversy and even being despised.

Social pressure is too great, and people are already bound by rules and regulations in the real world, so they always want to be more unrestrained in novels and vent their negative emotions, which I can understand.

I just want to say that, in fact, everyone is the biggest beneficiary of morality.

Are the laws or rules of this society the real constraints on those in positions of power?

Do you think people who make the rules will be bound by them?
What can truly restrain them is morality, and only morality.

Without this constraint, the strong can bully the weak without any shackles!

Doctors treat patients, restaurants open shops, and businessmen start businesses... The law can only maintain the bare minimum.

Above the bottom line, we rely on professional ethics and acting with a conscience... In fact, we are already protected by morality in every aspect.

But as the biggest beneficiaries of morality, they insist on despising those with a strong sense of morality, and then smugly congratulate themselves on their own 'clear-headedness'.
When I wrote the chapter where Li Fei went to save the people of Cuiqing City who were about to be slaughtered, many people jumped out and said that the protagonist should consider the overall situation, that the protagonist was short-sighted, and that the protagonist was too saintly.
Actually, I wanted to say at the time that you always read books from a superior perspective, but have you ever thought that your most likely identity in reality is that of ordinary people in Cuiqing City who can only passively wait for the judgment of fate?

When the executioner's blade is hanging over his head, will anyone still tell Li Fei: "You should consider the bigger picture"? Will anyone still shout, "I hate saints"?

Then comes the scene of the massacre of the city. To those who shout "Those who are not of our race are sure to have different hearts," I ask you, how many ethnic groups did China have at the beginning? How many ethnic groups are there now?

According to your logic, shouldn't the other 55 have never existed in the first place?
There are also those who shout, "If you repay evil with kindness, how will you repay kindness?" If you want revenge, why don't you go after those in power and slaughter civilians?

Throughout history, regardless of country or ethnicity, what kind of people have openly committed massacres and slaughtered civilians during wars?
Of course, some people will definitely say, "I read novels just to have fun, I don't want to use my brain, and I don't want to be lectured."

completely fine.

I didn't intend to write an educational work.

Regarding morality, I might write about protagonists with less strong moral compass in the future, but my works will never criticize morality, much less attack saintly figures. This is the value I want to convey in my books, nothing more.
Maggie used to be a shepherdess who herded sheep for the men of the tribe.

She now works in a garment factory in Kuha.

Fine fabrics are rare on the grasslands, but the weaving factory where Maggie works is said to use top-quality fabrics from the Central Plains, called silk.

This silk is so smooth, ten times more delicate than my own skin!
Maggie always remarked on this.

She had also fantasized about wearing such clothes one day, but she knew it was impossible.

These expensive silk garments were only worn by the tribal chief or important figures in the temple.

The price of one piece of clothing is more than her wages for five years!

More than these silk clothes, Maggie thinks about paying off the mortgage interest as soon as possible.

In order to gain the right to live in the city, Maggie's husband ventured into dangerous territory to hunt strange beasts with others.

Although they eventually succeeded in hunting down a strange beast, Maggie's husband was seriously injured and died from his injuries shortly afterward.

The husband gave his life to earn Maggie and their son the right to live in the city.

“It’s worth it, Maggie.”

"Big cities are safe; there's no need to worry about being attacked by alien beasts anymore."

"Big cities have the best resources. Our sons will no longer have to go through what we did, where they could only herd sheep for others and risk their lives for opportunities."

These are the words her husband said to Maggie before he died.

So she moved alone with her eight-year-old son to Kuha City, one of the nine major cities on the grassland.

However, having the right to live in a city and actually being able to live in a city are two completely different things.

Maggie originally did not plan to buy a house in Kuha City, but the martial arts hall in the city only allows people who own a house in the city to send their children to learn martial arts.

So she gritted her teeth and signed the loan agreement, buying the smallest house in the most dilapidated northern district of the city.

She gets up at 5 a.m. every morning to make breakfast for her son, then walks for more than an hour, almost across the entire city of Kuha, to the garment factory in the south of the city to start her day's work, which lasts until 11 p.m., before walking back home.
Although life was tough, the thought that her son was already attending classes at the martial arts academy and learning martial arts, and would have the opportunity to become a martial artist and a brave warrior on the grasslands in the future, kept her going.

Maggie felt less miserable and had hope for the future.

The husband's choice was right; he said it was the guidance of God.

The God of Fullness is always right!
But accidents always happen suddenly, and Maggie's peaceful life was shattered on this day—

"What do you mean by leaving Kuha City?"

Maggie looked at the official reading the order from the platform with a surprised expression.

"This is a joint decree issued by the temple and the royal court. The great Khan and the noble Khan call upon all the people of the steppe—to return to your original place, pick up your whips, and gallop across the steppe once more!"

"This is also the guidance of the Goddess of Fullness!"

The official reading the order spoke with great enthusiasm.

Maggie's mind was buzzing.

In order to move into Kuha, she sold all her possessions, and her husband even paid for it with his life!
In order to have a home in Kuha City, she took on huge debts and worked hard from dawn till dusk for more than seven years without daring to slack off for a moment.

So now you want her to give up all of this and go back to the grasslands?
What about the husband's sacrifice?
What are my seven years of hardship compared to this?
The other party actually said that this was the guidance of the God of Fullness?
Maggie won't leave!
Even if it's the guidance of the Goddess, she won't leave!

"A vicious enemy is coming. Blame those damned people from the Central Plains; they've taken everything from you!"

The official who read the order concluded with these words.

Next, the entire city of Kuha descended into chaos.

Maggie watched as boxes of silk were loaded onto trucks, and several large trucks drove away from the garment factory.

All the silk and cloth that couldn't be packed or taken away were burned.

"We cannot leave the enemy even a needle or a thread!"

This was a decision made by a high-ranking official.

"Can't we take it with us either, or leave it to the enemy?"

Maggie's coworkers were shouting like that.

Then he was met with a brutal beating.
Maggie was so frightened that she rushed home.

Along the way, she saw many factories that had been set on fire.

She suddenly stopped as she passed a pharmaceutical factory.

Because she saw large quantities of herbs being thrown into a fire on the flat ground of the pharmaceutical factory!

Many of those herbs can be used to save lives and heal the wounded.

When Maggie's husband was critically injured and on the verge of death, she sought help from everyone and tried every possible method, but because she was missing a few herbs, she ultimately failed to save him.

But now, these herbs are being thrown into the fire.
6 month 17 day.

Ninety percent of the powerful and influential people in Kuha have already left.

As for the ordinary people at the bottom of society, most of them, like Maggie, did not choose to leave.

Or rather, they had no choice at all.

That day, Maggie was called together by several of her fellow workers who had also stayed:

“A gentleman from the Toulon clan is leaving the city today. His caravan has a large amount of grain. Let’s block the caravan together and beg him to leave some grain for us!”

The city's elites and military took away all the supplies they could carry, and burned or destroyed everything they couldn't.

In addition, with the city in complete chaos, Maggie and the others had run out of food.

Upon hearing what her coworker said, Maggie immediately decided to go with him.

"Mom, I'll go with you!"

Her son, Sanji, chased after her from inside the house.

Sangji is sixteen years old this year and has been studying martial arts at the Martial Arts Hall for seven years.

"Alright, alright, Sangji will go too!"

When the workers saw Sangji's burly physique, their eyes lit up.

So the group set off together and blocked a convoy that was about to leave on a street.

"Master of the Toulon family, please have mercy and leave us some food."

"Yes, the city has run out of food."

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People blocked the streets, pleading loudly.

"Get out of my way! You lowly people!"

The guards in the convoy shouted and cursed.

The situation reached a deadlock.

As the VIPs in the convoy gradually lost patience, the order to massacre was given—

The guards drew their scimitars and slashed mercilessly at the civilians blocking their way!

Blood splattered across the long street.

Screams, gasps, curses, and pleas for mercy filled the air.

"Mom, let's go!"

Sangji desperately tried to protect his mother and retreat.

However, the crowd was too dense. Although he had practiced martial arts for many years, he had not yet implanted the device and was not a formal martial artist, so he could not push through the crowd.

Moments later, the stench of blood filled the air, and the carnage spread.

Watching the martial arts masters among the guards unleash their power, slashing and killing indiscriminately in the crowd, leaving behind a mess of limbs and internal organs, Sangji's eyes were bloodshot!
"Are the instructors at the Martial Arts Hall making us practice martial arts so hard so that we can become like them in the future?"

"My father sacrificed his life to send me into the city so that I would work for the master in the caravan who gave the order to massacre people?"

Sangji's eyes widened in fury, his teeth clenched, and he assumed a fighting stance as he faced the approaching guards!
"Goddess Man"

Someone in the crowd wailed, hoping for a miracle.

The god did not perform any miracles.

But then, sword energy descended.

The guards who were indiscriminately slaughtering were instantly torn to pieces by the sword energy!

Sangji hugged his mother tightly, feeling something, and subconsciously looked up at a building a hundred meters away.

Chaos reigned on the long street.

Only Sangji saw it: a figure in a golden robe suddenly appeared on the rooftop. He wasn't sure if it was just his imagination, but he felt as if the person had glanced in his direction as well.

Immediately afterwards, the golden robe disappeared.

"Is it an illusion?"

Sangji was taken aback.

But his intuition told him that the sword energy that killed the guards came from the man in the golden robe.

"Who is he?"

Sanji was filled with curiosity and gratitude.

Next, the White Flame Army entered the city!
Instead of indiscriminate slaughter, the White Flame Army split into several groups and quickly searched the entire city, identifying the most strategically valuable locations, such as the beast breeding farm and the pill refining factory.
"Report: All the beast breeding farms, pill refining plants, weapon refining plants, and implant manufacturing plants in the city have been destroyed!"

The subordinate reported to Zuo Jun.

Zuo Jun nodded, his face expressionless.

After capturing Sakadze, he did not rest at all and traveled through the night.

Now they have captured Kuha without bloodshed.

However, despite winning two cities, the gains were not substantial.

The most valuable supplies had already been taken away beforehand, and the rest were destroyed.

"Find all the bases of the city's protective array and destroy them."

Zuo Jun gave the order.

He didn't care whether the White Flame Army had obtained enough spoils of war.

Since Qilian Guanshi has so generously abandoned six major cities, he will accept the military merit of conquering six cities without hesitation!

Implants, special weapons, elixirs, firearms, and ironware—80% of these resources come from these major cities.

Although Qilian Guanshi chose to leave behind the three largest and most resource-rich cities.

However, abandoning six major cities means that the grassland royal court's strategic resources will be reduced by at least 50% over the next ten years!
The army's combat strength, the number of warriors, sorcerers, and strong individuals will all be directly affected!
Unless Qilian Guanshi can immediately launch a brilliant counterattack, successfully break through the eastern border defenses, and plunder far more resources from the Great Blue Dynasty than the six major cities.

Otherwise, the grassland royal court will gradually weaken over the next ten years because of his decision!

"Qilian Guanshi, what other trump cards do you have up your sleeve?"

Zuo Jun pondered in silence.

Suddenly, he sensed something and turned to look.

Li Fei was walking towards them, followed by a young man dressed in typical grassland attire.

"Commander Zuo, what are the next steps?"

Li Fei walked over and asked.

Zuo Jun: "We'll rest for one night and head to Reya tomorrow."

Li Fei nodded, having no objection.

Since Qilian Guanshi abandoned six major cities, they naturally had to first destroy the defensive formations of these six cities, and then destroy the valuable strategic locations within the cities.

What is destroyed is the grassland's immediate combat capability, as well as its future war potential!

"I always felt that Qilian Guanshi was deliberately stalling for time."

Li Fei said to Zuo Jun.

Zuo Jun had the same speculation, but even knowing that the other side was stalling for time, they still had to take the bait of the six major cities.

"Who is this person?"

Zuo Jun glanced at the young man who had come with Li Fei.

Sangji looked uneasy.

He had learned the Central Plains dialect in the Martial Arts Hall, so he could understand the conversation between Li Fei and Zuo Jun.

Left Commander?
Based on the rumors circulating in the city and the uniforms of the army that entered, could this person before me be the legendary White Demon King?!

The legends of the 'White Devil' and the 'White Demon King' have been circulating on the grasslands for many years, and Sangji had heard of them when he was very young.

Only after entering the Military Equipment Hall did he learn what the Imperial Guard was, and what a ten-thousand-strong Imperial Guard was.

Who is the person who saved him and his mother, and who can speak to the 'White Demon King' like this?

"A person discovered within the city has considerable talent."

Li Fei explained simply.

Zuo Jun was taken aback.

Li Fei spoke casually, but he could not take it lightly.

What kind of talent was the "not bad talent" mentioned by the number one genius in history?

Zuo Jun looked Sangji over again and asked Li Fei:

"Are you planning to take on apprentices?"

He didn't care about the other party's identity as a grassland person.

They are clearly from the lowest rungs of society. People like them are like weeds on a prairie; whichever way the wind blows, they can only bend in that direction.

One day, you might be burned to ashes, and you might not even know why you died.

"Taking on apprentices? No."

Li Fei shook his head, "I'm just giving him a chance, consider it a casual move."

Zuo Jun then looked at Sangji properly and said meaningfully, "You're quite lucky."

He was destined to be slaughtered by the White Flame Army, but now he has gained Li Fei's favor and may have a bright future.

She is indeed lucky.

Li Fei led Sangji away to a deserted place.

He looked at Sangji, who looked anxious.

The reason he went back specifically to find this person was because when he used his sword energy to kill those guards, the guards immediately sensed it.

Given Li Fei's current cultivation level, even a Grandmaster wouldn't dare guarantee that they could pinpoint his landing point after he uses the [Distanceless] divine ability.

But in that instant, Sangji accurately located Li Fei's landing point and saw Li Fei's figure.

This is undoubtedly a terrifying talent!

In Li Fei's perception, there was a faint white aura emanating from Sangji.

This is destiny!

After being deeply stimulated, Li Fei found that his sense of fortune had become more acute. At close range, he could roughly tell how much fortune a person possessed.

Upon discovering that Sangji possessed exceptional talent and was also blessed with good fortune, Li Fei decided to take advantage of the situation and become a "freeloader".

"Did you hear my conversation with that person just now?"

Li Fei said to Sangji.

Sangji nodded nervously.

Li Fei: "If you learn superior martial arts, what are your plans for the future?"

Although Sangji was nervous, he was clear-headed and knew that his next answer might determine his fate.

He looked into Li Fei's eyes:
"Although you are from the Central Plains, you saved me and my mother. I am from the grasslands, but the one who tried to kill me and my mother was also from the grasslands."

"Throughout my life, as long as no one offends me, I will never kill any person from the Central Plains on my own initiative!"

"My father sacrificed his life so I could go to the city! My mother took on a huge debt so I could learn martial arts. And now, a single word from a powerful figure above is enough to make us give up everything we've already sacrificed!"

"They have no pity for us, and I have no obligation to be loyal to them!"

"If I learn powerful martial arts in the future, I will be like you and kill those arrogant and powerful people who trample on others at will!"

Looking at Sangji, whose face still showed signs of immaturity, Li Fei seemed to see a resemblance to his own past self.

He nodded: "I hope that on the day you pick up a knife to kill someone in the future, you won't forget why you picked up the knife in the first place."

After saying that, he pointed a finger at Sangji's forehead.

Using techniques to transmit a portion of information into the other party's subconscious.

Sangji was in a daze, as if he had fallen into a dream, with bizarre and wonderful sights before his eyes.

By the time he came to his senses, Li Fei had already disappeared.

Sangji was extremely anxious and shouted:
"My benefactor! I still don't know your name—"

You'll find out in the future.

A voice suddenly came from the side.

Sangji turned his head and saw a woman dressed in blue, with a beautiful face, as if she had stepped out of a painting.

Hua Donghan approached Sangji and whispered:
“From now until we leave tomorrow, I will teach you some essential knowledge about spiritual practice. If you have any questions, you can ask me.”

Where is my benefactor?

"If you can stand high enough in the future, perhaps you will meet again."

"High enough?"

"It's probably as tall as your sacred mountain."

7 month 10 day.

The White Flame Army has captured six major cities on the grasslands without shedding a drop of blood!
Qilian Guanshi abandoned six cities and consolidated his forces in order to better defend them.

He distributed all his top combat power in three major cities, and with the help of the city's protective formations, even the strongest experts would not be able to conquer the cities in a short time.

Compared to the capital city of Mingdu, the defensive formations of the other two major cities, while strong, are not top-tier.

If Li Fei and the White Flame Army join forces to attack the city, they are confident they can break through it after some time.

But neither Li Fei nor Zuo Jun made that choice; they reached a consensus.

March directly towards Mingdu, the capital city of the grasslands!
(End of this chapter)