Yefutidaolu

Chapter 243 Jingzhao
right?

Does cannibalism make any difference?

Wolves eat sheep, tigers eat deer, lions eat antelopes; naturally, this is all part of the cycle of nature.

So, it's perfectly fine for the young master of the Taotie tribe to start eating other things in order to practice his skills, right?

right?

“Hey Gao Jian, if you’re coming to cause me trouble over these things, isn’t that a bit odd? Tell me yourself, does it even make sense? And… now you’re coming here to offend me, do you really not want to leave the capital alive?” Helunsabao said to Gao Jian with a smile.

However, there was no real joy in that smile.

Should we refute the other party?

Shall we start reasoning?
To argue whether doing this is wrong or right, we need to engage in moral debate, searching for what is right and wrong, and then determine responsibility.
Gao Jian gripped the hilt of the knife and suddenly took a step forward!
The lantern under the eaves suddenly split in two. Before the red silk could even hit the ground, the solid floorboards cracked open, revealing more than a dozen footprints that had been trampled to pieces.

With a clang—

In the lingering metallic vibration, two streams of blood appeared on the spot, one falling along the blade, the other splattering on the ground.

"Your knife isn't even sharpened, who do you want to cut? And you still haven't told me what you're going to use to refute me?" Helensabao's voice came, his hand covered in bruises, but it wasn't serious.

Blood is a brilliant idea.

Gao Jian's tiger's mouth had already cracked when he fought those seahorses. Now, when he attacked again, although he hit Helunsabao, Helunsabao blocked with his hand and easily deflected the attack, even at the cost of bruises.

As for the bruises, they healed in a few minutes; his body's energy and blood are quite strong.

"Shut up... Who the hell wants to discuss this with you, right? I just don't like you." Gao Jian turned around, and in the exact same pose, delivered another slash.

Helensabao scoffed.

Don't you want to reason with me?
That was exactly what I wanted.

A brute is a brute, a reckless fool. To attack him now would be tantamount to courting death. He would lose his status as a student of the Imperial Academy, and once that facade is stripped away, he would not be able to leave Yangjing alive.

In the next instant, Gao Jian's knife was already in front of him.

it's useless.

Helensabao extended his hand as before.

A knife without a sharpened edge is simply—

The setting sun was like blood, and just like that... blood splattered on the setting sun.

The palm was split open!
The wind suddenly took shape, a blade-like wind that pierced Helensabao's chest. At the same time... Helensabao was shocked to find that a blade of light appeared before his eyes.

A flash of light passed before my eyes. The light was neither silver nor white, and I couldn't describe its color. It was like a silver fish swimming, cutting through the flowers on the water's surface.

His protective jade pendant silently shattered in two, half of his robe was cut off, and the blade revealed a full three inches of dazzling sharpness in front of him, reflecting several different ways of dying from different angles.

The throat line, the point between the eyebrows, the Tanzhong crack, and the Niwan opening.

Finally, the tip of the knife stopped precisely where Herunsabao's Adam's apple was bobbing, flickering in and out of focus, like a judge's vermilion pen, hanging suspended, yet not falling.

Just a moment ago—

After the first strike, Gao Jian's rusty, iron-bar-like knife suddenly gained an extra three inches of blade. Its sharpness was simply unbelievable. It sliced ​​through his protective magic weapon, severed his hand, and sent four fingers flying out. The tip of the knife stopped at his throat.

Helensabao swallowed hard.

But he didn't show any fear, nor did he back down because of his injury. On the contrary, he looked at Gao Jian and asked, "Why don't you cut him down?"

“You are afraid,” Helensabao concluded.

“I can’t kill you by cutting you down,” Gao Jian said. “But… I’m afraid of you.”

"What do I have to be afraid of? You can see it too... Even if you cut me down, you can't kill me." Helunsabao said, as the Taotie Dharma Image behind him exhaled the misty blood essence, and his severed hand grew back.

“Not dying doesn’t mean I’m not afraid,” Gao Jian said.

Then, he twirled his sword and sheathed it.

Because a fight broke out outside.

In this mansion, a gong has already been sounded to call for help in case of emergency.

Upon hearing the call to assemble, all the guards filed out in an orderly fashion, took their weapons, donned their armor, and assembled in full armor in less than half a minute, clearly demonstrating that they were elite troops who had undergone years of rigorous training.

Shu Jian was holding off the guards in the midst of a fierce battle, with swords and spears coming at them. The rat, with its golden fur, was impervious to blades and spears, charging through the crowd while simultaneously resisting the curse of the seventh-realm sorcerer and hindering his movements.

With its golden fur and golden aura, the giant rat transformed from a mouse blocked the doorway, and no one has been able to get in so far.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Dansha had already grabbed all the infants and put them on his back. The dragon coiled up in a circle, containing all the children inside.

However, everyone tacitly kept the fighting within its range, preventing the commotion from spreading outside.

"Stop fighting!" Gao Jian shouted. "There's no point in continuing like this!"

"You think you can just stop like that?" The Taotie Dharma Image behind Helunsabao glanced forward slightly, exuding a sense of oppression.

"So, what do you say? Or are you going to make your move here?" Gao Jian turned his head and asked.

“You were the one who made the first move.” Helensabao frowned.

"Yes, I made a move, so are you going to make a move too?" Gao Jian asked again.

Helensabao was silent for a moment, then clapped his hands: "Stop, everyone."

The guards outside stopped.

Shu Jian did not pursue, but instead shrank his body, twirled his four legs, and hurriedly ran to the top of Gao Jian's head. His two small eyes stared at the seventh-realm shaman standing on the roof about a mile away. She was the old woman who had protected Helunsabao on the flying boat.

“Insightful…you…you have quite the nerve.” Helensabao took two steps back and said this, though he still maintained his composure.

This demeanor was typical of a humble and refined gentleman from the Divine Dynasty, with all kinds of etiquette meticulously observed, as were the clothes he wore, and all the rules and regulations were strictly followed.

To be honest, he was a non-Han Chinese, yet he was more well-behaved than many princes of the Divine Dynasty.

But at this moment, Helensabao was very alarmed.

What Gao Jian just said and did happened exactly to hit his 'bottom line'.

Now, he's stuck in a dilemma, unable to turn against the other party or let them go.

If Gao Jian were to strike, he would have the right to turn against him, and if the matter were to spread, he would have plenty of grounds to argue.

If Gao Jian injured the guards, he would have ample reason to retaliate...

However, neither of these events occurred.

Was it a coincidence? Or had he planned it all out? He knew exactly what he was doing.

Thinking of this, Helunsabao couldn't help but feel wary. After all, he was from one of the Four Barbarian Tribes and the first from the Four Barbarian Tribes to pass the Imperial Academy. He didn't really want to cause trouble and wouldn't provoke other aristocratic families.

However, Gao Jian and that real dragon were definitely not from aristocratic families, and they had also humiliated him in the past, which is why he took action.

Stuck here, he couldn't help but hesitate.

And on the other side——

"Well, I've always been quite bold. I'm leaving now, could you please make way for me?" Gao Jian walked up to Dan Sha.

Dansha lowered its head, letting Gao Jian ride on its head. Facing the guards who surrounded it, the dragon opened its claws and crackled with several bursts of lightning from its mouth.

"You're just going to leave like that? You think you can just take the stuff and leave?" Helensabao looked at Gao Jian with a grim expression.

"Yes, I'm about to leave, Lord Sabo." Takami bowed slightly.

"You—ha, fine, you can go then." Helunsabao was taken aback at first, then thought for a few seconds before stepping aside and waving his hand to signal Dansha to leave.

Gao Jian nodded slightly and smiled, "Then, farewell."

Dansha was somewhat surprised and confused, but since she could leave, she naturally didn't hesitate. She immediately swung her body and left with a bunch of babies.

As he watched Gao Jian leave, a shadow fell over Helensabao's eyes.

You can leave.

But, Divine Capital, can you get out?
Letting you leave now is just to make things look better. Otherwise, if two people at the seventh realm start fighting, things could easily get messy, especially since the fight is taking place in the mansion, which would be even more inappropriate.

But... after his brilliant idea, he is destined not to complete the task of repairing the four barbarian tribes. As long as he is expelled from school, then... he will die without a burial place. There is no need to rush.

As for your insightful opinion—

Even after the cinnabar flew into the sky, he was still somewhat shaken.

"Gao Jian, how did you know he would let you go?" she asked Gao Jian with some surprise. "Also, what are you going to do with these dozens of children?"

“He’s a man of pride. It’s definitely not going to work if we fight there. Besides, he’s not confident he can take me down. These kids are nothing to him. It’s just a matter of missing a meal. So he won’t make things difficult for me,” Gao Jian said casually. “After all, he thinks he can deal with me anytime. This isn’t letting a tiger return to the mountain. It’s just a suspended death sentence.”

“These dozens of children, of course they have somewhere to go, and... it’s where they came from.” Gao Jian glanced back at the children; none of them were crying or making a fuss, and they were all very calm.

Of course it's stable; it's probably because they used medication to ensure no sound was heard.

"Dansha, let's change routes. We're not going to look for Shui Cangcang anymore; we'll talk about that later. Let's go to Xuanwu District," Gao Jian said.

Dansha asked in surprise, "Xuanwu District? The place where that swindler was before?"

Gao Jian nodded: "Yes, let's go find that swindler."

At this moment, Dansha gleaned something from Gao Jian's words: "Wait, you mentioned 'origin,' meaning... where did these children come from?"

"What else?" Gao Jian spread his hands: "I think these children are probably all harvested from animals and sent here to be eaten. They are probably part of the harvested animals that have been cut off."

“采” means to collect or gather; while “生” means living people, mainly referring to young children.

"The underworld, you don't think they're any good people, do you? Scamming, cheating, stealing, what's the third word?" Gao Jian said.

"Guai... um, then why did we let them go that day? Given your personality, you should have leveled those places, right?" Dansha asked.

But after that, the mouse, who had been silent all along, spoke up. He rolled his eyes and said, "Is that even a question? He must have forgotten about it back then, he didn't even remember it."

"Gao Jian can forget things? Didn't you see how fast his mind works?" Dan Sha looked incredulous. "So you must have had deeper considerations back then, right? Tell me about it."

Dansha looked at Gaojian expectantly, hoping to get an answer from him.

Gao Jian scratched his head awkwardly.

Uh... I just didn't expect it.

There's nothing we can do about it; that's just how things are. He really didn't expect it to turn out this way.

But seeing so many children being brought here, Takami immediately connected these events in his mind.

With so many children, were they just caught on the street?

impossible.

Therefore, there must be large-scale capture and systematic screening of young children, and... this behavior is likely to have been going on for a long time.

Where can this kind of thing be done?
Even in Cangzhou, where blood sacrifices are systematically performed, there is no such degree of mutilation and mutilation of young children.

...Forget it, there's no difference.

“I only realized this now, and I’ve seen even more things. I suddenly realized that some of my previous assumptions were wrong,” Gao Jian said.

"Incorrect?"

"What's wrong?"

Dansha and Shushu both looked at Gaojian, wondering why he said it was 'wrong'.

"Previously, I guessed that the capital was a society based on high-level cultivators, with an ultimate privileged class that could not be defied or refuted, including the students of the Imperial Academy."

“It seems that this privileged class does exist, and it is indeed irresistible, but... it is not indisputable.” Takami sighed.

"Forget about this, let's go to Xuanwu District first." He shook his head, ending the conversation.

He knows these things himself; there's no need to say too much.

Too much talk leads to mistakes.

However, he was slowly beginning to understand.

The continued existence of the divine capital Yangjing is clearly due to the fact that it is a super city sustained by drawing blood from the entire divine dynasty.

The capital city was also known as "Jingzhao". Zhao means ten billion, so the city had a population of one billion.

The Twenty-Eight Mansions and the Three Enclosures form thirty-one giant city blocks, which are further divided into different areas. The Vermilion Bird District of the Southern Palace contains seven mansions: Well, Ghost, Willow, Star, Extended Net, Wings, and Chariot, comprising forty-two subdivisions. These forty-two subdivisions are further subdivided.
For example, Xuanyuan is located in the Vermilion Bird District, the constellation, and inside there are a total of seventeen large areas, from Xuanyuan I to Xuanyuan XVII. The most famous and largest area is Xuanyuan XIV.

Every place needs to be flown out, and every neighborhood needs dozens or even millions of people.

Only now did Gao Jian realize that although he could already calculate how the entire capital city of Yangjing operated and what the various regions were like...

However, he doesn't seem to really understand what Yang Jing is like.

How do the people in this city live?
As for the young master of the Taotie tribe?

To be honest, it's as simple as treating a minor ailment like scabies; dealing with the other party is as easy as flipping a hand.

But... Gao Jian wanted to check behind him first.

(End of this chapter)