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Chapter 130 Oh! So you're Xiao Mo! (Seeking monthly votes)

"This scholar is quite interesting."

He Yeye smiled and touched her fair chin.

"Such a reckless fighting style, such a ruthless scholar, this is truly the first time I've ever seen anything like it."

“Woo-woo-woo—woo-woo—”

After three hours of bloody fighting.

The deep sound of horns finally came from the rear of the demon army's lines.

Upon hearing the horn, the demon army, which was fiercely fighting with human cultivators, retreated in an orderly fashion, like the receding tide.

The demon cultivators at the Golden Core Realm and above stayed behind to cover the rear, fighting and retreating against the human pursuers.

He Yeye took the lead and led the human cultivator army in pursuit for a while, only to discover that several powerful trapping and killing formations had been quietly set up on the retreat route of the demon race ahead.

"These bastards."

He Yeye spat and ordered the retreat.

After the first battle.

Xiao Mo dragged his tired body back to the courtyard.

Xiao Mo was covered in blood.

He couldn't tell at all whether the viscous blood came from his own wounds or from the monsters that had been killed on the battlefield.

However, looking at the tattered blue robe he was wearing, Xiao Mo couldn't help but feel a pang of melancholy.

This green robe was sewn by Ru Xue herself, and it's of a high grade—a third-rank magic weapon.

But it was only one major battle...

It turned out like this.

The battlefield truly is a meat grinder.

Xiao Mo silently fetched cool, clean water from the courtyard and carefully washed away the blackened scabs and grime that had formed on his body.

Then, he took out some clean strips of cloth, applied the herbs he carried with him, and simply bandaged up several of his deeper wounds.

"Not bad."

Just as Xiao Mo was focused on treating his wounds, a clear female voice suddenly came from the stone table in the courtyard behind him.

Xiao Mo turned around upon hearing the sound.

A petite girl was sitting leisurely on a stone bench.

Her fair and delicate legs swayed gently, bathed in the soft glow of the moonlight.

The silver bells tied to the girl's slender ankles jingled softly and crisply with her movements.

She wore a playful smile as she sized up Xiao Mo with great interest.

"Lord City Lord, you've come uninvited and entered someone else's courtyard without permission. This seems...inappropriate, doesn't it?"

Xiao Mo stared into the other person's scarlet eyes, which seemed to be able to see through people's hearts, and a question arose in his mind.

He wondered why the city lord had suddenly approached him.

“What’s wrong with that?” He Yeye stood up, skipped over to Xiao Mo, and unabashedly patted his abs twice with her fingers.

"I paid the rent for this courtyard for you. It's a place I rented with my own money, so why can't I come in and take a look?"

As she finished speaking, she withdrew her hand and took a step back, looking Xiao Mo up and down: "Really impressive, your physique has been tempered to almost match those martial artists who specialize in physical training, and..."

Her small nose twitched slightly: "Your whole body is still faintly exuding dragon might. Kid, where did you get so much dragon blood to temper your body?"

"..." Xiao Mo did not answer.

"Alright, alright, I was just asking casually. It's fine if you don't want to tell me. After all, everyone has secrets. For example, I don't like my sister. My sister studies some kind of divination technique every day and can predict everything. I feel like I'm naked in front of her."

He Yeye didn't mind, and with a smile, she sat back on the stone bench, crossed her legs, and swung the bells on her feet.

"Speaking of which, do you have some deep-seated grudge against the demon race? For example, did your parents or relatives die at the hands of the demon race?"

"No," Xiao Mo answered decisively. "Why does the city lord ask that?"

"Oh?" He Yeye became even more curious, leaning forward slightly. "Then where did you get that desperate fighting spirit on the battlefield? Judging from your appearance, you wanted to kill the entire demon race to vent your anger?"

"I just want more merit points from the human race," Xiao Mo replied.

"Human merit? Fine."

He Yeye yawned, not pressing him further about what he wanted human merit for, but instead changed the subject, her tone carrying a hint of warning.

"Kid, the great war has now fully begun. Killing enemies on the battlefield is indeed one of the fastest ways to accumulate merit for the human race. But kid, as someone who's been there, let me warn you: be careful when you go to the battlefield from now on."

Her scarlet eyes stared at Xiao Mo: "After this battle, you must have already made it onto the 'Azure Cloud Ranking' of the demon race. The people on the Azure Cloud Ranking are all geniuses of the world. In the next great battle, as long as you appear on the battlefield, you will definitely be the focus of their attention."

She paused, her tone becoming more serious: "Don't be too hasty. Being too hasty will only make you die faster. You need to accumulate merit, but your life is more important."

"Thank you for the reminder, Lord City Lord. I will keep it in mind and pay more attention." Xiao Mo bowed to He Yeye, but seemed not to have listened to her words.

"You, forget it, I like you, and I admire your courage and ability." He Yeye waved her hand. "Tell me, what reward do you want? Anything I'm willing to give."

Looking at the city lord with her unconventional style, Xiao Mo didn't stand on ceremony and asked directly, "Could you please trouble your city lord to find a suitable place in the city to serve as a school?"

"A school?" He Yeye was genuinely taken aback; this reward was completely unexpected. "Why would you build a school?"

“Building a school is naturally for teaching,” Xiao Mo explained calmly. “I heard that preaching in the Demon Suppression City requires the permission of the City Lord. I originally planned to formally visit the City Lord’s Mansion tomorrow to inform him of this matter, but since the City Lord is here today, I will save myself the trouble of making a trip.”

“Teaching? What kind of teaching?” He Yeye tilted her head. “Those pedantic, bookish Confucian teachings?”

"I suppose so, but what I teach is a shallow discipline of my own creation called the School of Mind." Xiao Mo smiled slightly. "If anyone is willing to listen, I will give a lecture; if no one is willing to listen, then forget it."

"The philosophy of mind?" He Yeye was slightly taken aback at first, then seemed to suddenly remember something, and a knowing smile appeared on her face. "Oh! So you're that Xiao Mo."

"Okay! I agree."

He Yeye stood up and walked out of the courtyard.

"Someone will come to find you tomorrow morning, so go to class tomorrow."

My mother will also go and listen to what exactly this "philosophy of mind" that once caused such a commotion in Confucianism is all about.

If you find it interesting, you can continue running this school.

If you're not interested, you can close the door.

(End of this chapter)