Heaven rewards diligence; he fought his way through chaos to become a saint.

Chapter 119 Rebellion

Ye Ci stepped out of the martial arts school with his sword in hand. At the bottom of the steps, a dark mass of figures stood, blocking the street from end to end.

"Offering to Ye!"

The leader bowed deeply, and the others behind him bent even lower.

"Master Gao."

Upon seeing that it was Gao Jing, Ye Ci returned the greeting with a cupped hand.

The men quickly bent down even lower.

At this moment, a figure in a green robe stepped forward, bowed deeply, and lingered for a long time before rising.

It is Wei Ting.

This scholar had little interaction with Ye Ci; their only encounter was when they were chasing Qian Jin at Wenyuan Hall.

He now has no tongue and cannot speak; after bowing, he slowly kneels down.

Everything is understood without words.

What they risked their lives for was Ye Ci's shot, a shot that awakened many who wanted to kneel before Zhang Guan.

Ye Ci helped him up, saying, "I am unworthy of such a great courtesy, sir."

"boom!"

All the warriors present bowed in unison.

Ye Ci hadn't expected this to happen, but he quickly and calmly surveyed the people around him.

Once upon a time, he returned to Songjiang County penniless, wondering which martial arts school offered the cheapest tuition.

After more than a year, he found himself facing almost all the martial arts masters in Songjiang County.

They filled the entire street, and everyone was staring at him.

Where are you going?

Gao Jing stepped forward, his tone full of respect, using the formal "you" (您). This was the first time he had shown such respect to someone younger than himself.

Ye Ci withdrew his gaze and said, word by word, "Kill Zhang Guan and leave Songjiang."

As soon as he finished speaking, the crowd fell silent.

Immediately, everyone made way for him, and the martial arts masters on both sides of the path stared intently at him.

As Ye Ci approached, the people automatically cupped their hands in greeting, offering no words of encouragement but the utmost respect.

Gao Jing followed silently behind him, his steps steady, showing no intention of stopping.

Ye Ci didn't turn around, her tone carrying a hint of admonition: "Master Gao, you don't need to see me off."

Gao Jing spoke to himself, his voice low and deep: "Thinking back to when I was young and learning martial arts, my master said that a martial artist does not rely on begging for mercy or on the protection of the powerful, but only on his own body and his fierce courage."

He paused, his tone tinged with guilt, self-deprecation, and a hint of resentment: "Anyone can talk the talk, but walking the walk is difficult. In the end, I'm not even as brave as a weak scholar like Wei Ting, who dared to stand up and uphold his principles."

"For a warrior, the affairs of the world are nothing more than life and death. If you are not afraid, what do I, an old man, have to fear?"

Ye Ci stopped speaking.

He didn't turn around.

Someone behind him said, "Leave everyone except Zhang Guan to us."

At the end of the long street, the setting sun was slowly sinking, dyeing the sky a blood red.

The crowd followed him.

"At worst, I'll become an outlaw."

Someone slurred.

The sound gradually spread.

The setting sun cast Ye Ci's shadow long and thin, behind him stood the martial arts masters of the entire street.

Jiang Du stood at the door, his face full of astonishment: "It's over—Master will be angry, for rebelling—"

Xiao Hua: "Fang Yelan is at the Core Formation stage. What if he kills Senior Brother Ye? I don't care about others, but you should at least stop Fang Yelan."

Crossing the river is difficult.

Xiao Hua hugged his leg: "When they arrive, I'll go too. You'd better hold onto my leg."

Jiang Du was in an even more difficult position, and finally could only mutter, "You—you mustn't—don't tell Master, I'll stop—stop Fang—"

He felt he had already made a great compromise, and if Qi Wang were here, he certainly wouldn't dare to act this way.

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Such a large group of warriors intimidated the entire Songjiang County.

Seeing this, many merchants closed their doors.

When they arrived in front of the general's mansion, they attracted several pairs of eyes.

"They're coming for us?"

In front of the mansion, Shen Zonghan, who was about to get into the carriage, had trembling lips but maintained his composure and pulled Wang Ya next to him.

Wang Ya, however, had a different feeling, and said in a trembling voice, "They've rebelled."

The county's militia and the county's military camp have always been allies; if they were to rebel, it would be a matter of life and death.

but----

Zhang Guan is finished too.

The unfavorable situation of being stationed at the outpost and the resulting loss of troops and generals are problems that Zhang Guan must solve.

In Wang Ya's opinion, Zhang Guanlian would not be able to continue as a captain.

Seeing Ye Ci approaching, he hurriedly stepped forward and said, "Lord Ye, please don't do this—"

Upon hearing the sound, Ye Ci calmly looked over.

He had not had much contact with Wang Ya before.

Wang Ya advised, "Your skills indicate a bright future. Although the imperial court is incompetent, the imperial sects still possess the most martial arts resources in the land. There's a reason why some people in various places are plotting rebellions but haven't been able to gain significant power."

He even lowered his voice: "Don't you see? Of those suppressed rebel armies, how many are truly worthy of attention? Lacking cultivation techniques and resources—do you want to be stuck at the Transformation Realm?"

What are you doing here?

Ye Ci spoke calmly.

Wang Ya glanced at Shen Zonghan beside him, who stepped forward and advised, "Lord Ye, please don't cause trouble. My youngest daughter is inside—"

In his view, even if they wanted to rebel, they would not succeed; the local militia were still inferior to Zhang Guan's forces.

This is just the general's residence; you should know that there are still quite a few soldiers in the county garrison.

A momentary impulse, nothing more than fleeting smoke.

I used to think this kid had an extraordinary demeanor and was quite composed.

Now all he does is cause trouble.

Even if Zhang Guan has a thousand faults, if he leads a group of warriors in rebellion, that would be a capital offense.

Why is he such a hothead?

"Even though your senior brother is so powerful, he still doesn't dare to go against the imperial court."

He kindly reminded him that Jiang Du could deal with Fang Yelan, but he still didn't dare to anger Zhang Guan.

That's enough to explain the problem.

He felt that Ye Ci was a bit ungrateful.

"You'll implicate the Shen family if you do this. The old man has treated you well!"

After he finished speaking, he stared intently at Ye Ci, but found that the young man's expression did not change at all.

After saying this, Ye Ci already knew that Shen Zonghan knew nothing.

Shen Wanzhou had already fled.

His daughter really doesn't listen to him.

"You think you've hooked up with Zhang Guan?"

Ye Ci shook his head.

He was too lazy to talk to him anymore and walked towards the gate of the general's mansion.

People like Shen Zonghan could only watch helplessly.

Inside the mansion.

Zhang Guan was in a good mood; he was immediately struck by Shen Yixi's beauty at first sight.

This woman was eloquent and elegant, with a captivating beauty and an innate air of nobility that set her apart from the other women in the area, making her almost too beautiful to be touched.

What's amazing is that this woman seemed to be surrounded by a light and pleasant fragrance, so refreshing that it was hard to resist.

He went to take a bath and change clothes.

But just as he was drying his wet hair, he heard a piercing sound of metal clashing outside the courtyard.

Zhang Guan moved with lightning speed, rushing into the front yard. Looking up, he saw a large group of people moving about, dozens of them dressed in coarse cloth short jackets...

The warrior holding a long sword stared at him indifferently.

These people were no longer as timid and subservient as before.

The mansion was quiet; several guards lay motionless in pools of blood.

"Hehe————"

Zhang Guan showed no fear whatsoever; instead, he looked at the crowd with great interest.

"Are you all trying to make me laugh to death with so many lowly martial artists?"

As they spoke, a murderous intent suddenly brewed within them.

Zhang Guan's face suddenly turned ferocious as he spotted the familiar young man in the crowd.

Just then, the young man who had been staring at him had vanished from the spot.

In an instant, the figure appeared in front of him.

Ye Ci's entire body surged with power, his bones creaking and cracking as he swung his right hand with tremendous force.

boom!

The fist struck Zhang Guan's face with tremendous force, like a mountain collapsing.

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