Da Feng: From copying golden entries to becoming an immortal in the mortal world

"I'd rather break my back and stand tall between heaven and earth than become a butcher's knife."

The many scholars in Qianlong City murmured to themselves.

Then they suddenly realized what had happened!

In my mind, I seem to see a man of unyielding integrity, willing to break his own spine to stand upright and dignified between heaven and earth.

I am unwilling to harm the greater good for myself or my own interests, and to become a tool in the hands of a butcher, used to aid and abet evil!

"Soldiers, we must find out the truth of this matter; there must be some misunderstanding!"

"Bearing the legacy of Confucianism and Taoism, we must not treat them barbarically!"

"That's right! We demand an explanation from the young city lord!"

Many scholars in Qianlong City bravely stood up to support Luo Chen.

"Better to break one's back than to become a butcher's knife!"

"We urge the young city lord to retract his order and treat the young scholar fairly!"

Although they were physically weak, they all dared to stand up and make accusations!

Upon hearing this, Ji Qian's face darkened, and he was instantly caught in a dilemma. His fists, hidden under his sleeves, clenched so tightly that they cracked!

Now he finally understood why the fourth-rank experts from Qianlong City hadn't made a move.

Why are my father and the imperial advisor suddenly testing me?

It turns out that this young man was not some wandering Taoist priest at all; he was a practitioner of Confucianism, Taoism, and martial arts.

The power behind it is one that Qianlong City cannot afford to provoke at present!

Therefore, the Emperor and the Imperial Advisor never intended to test him; instead, they wanted to send him to his death!

Ji Qian realized this too late, and his mind was no longer restrained.

His gentle smile was gone, replaced by utter indifference and a loud, unrestrained laugh!

"There's no such thing as a young, great scholar; it's just a little trick by a frivolous Taoist priest!"

"I'm willing to stake my life on this: this man is definitely not some young scholar!"

These words immediately silenced the scholars of Qianlong City!

The previously hesitant Qianlong Guards instantly became fierce and determined, and with a wave of Ji Qian's hand, they launched a charge!

Ji Xuan and Daoist Jiaoye, who were watching from a distance, were suddenly a little confused.

They couldn't understand Ji Qian's crazy actions; he had clearly gone mad and was just playing around!

Aren't you afraid that the position of young master of Qianlong City will change hands?

It's just a cultivation technique and a divine weapon, is it really that big of a deal?

Ji Xuan: "Daoist Master, what's wrong with Ji Qian...?"

Master Banana Leaf: "This humble Taoist priest also cannot understand it."

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"We cannot let the young city lord down!"

"Charge together!"

Several thousand Qianlong Guards emerged from all directions of Qianlong City and charged toward Luo Chen!

No one would underestimate the young man who just unleashed a hundred-foot-long sword aura!

Suddenly, a decree, as powerful as the might of Heaven, resounded throughout everyone's hearts.

"Heaven's mandate grants sainthood, capable of bestowing divine titles, imprisoning all laws, and suppressing the nine heavens!"

The clear light surrounding Luo Chen grew increasingly bright and dazzling, radiating an incomparably righteous brilliance like that of a saint!

"This, this is!"

"Oh no! Everyone mustn't watch!"

The sorcerer from the Heavenly Mystery Palace, hidden in the shadows, suddenly shed tears of blood from his eyes, as if he had seen something extraordinary!

He covered his eyes tightly, overwhelmed with pain.

A companion nearby hurriedly asked, "What did you see?"

The man exclaimed in shock and excitement, "Truly blessed with boundless good fortune! The legendary luck only saints possess!"

"I only glanced at it, and those clear eyes almost exploded!"

Soon, a towering, three-headed, six-armed Dharma image, ten feet tall, rapidly materialized in everyone's sight.

The deity in the middle of the three heads had indifferent eyes, but a clear light suddenly appeared!

Looking down at the crowd in Qianlong City, they seemed like ants in the mud!

"What's going on? The energy within my body has vanished!"

"No! My senses have disappeared too!"

All the martial artists below the seventh rank in Qianlong City were stunned, completely bewildered by what was happening!

In an instant, they were transformed into powerless scholars.

The soldiers of Qianlong City, in particular, looked up at the ten-zhang-tall Dharma image.

Doubt arose in their hearts: How can we fight like this?

With the vital energy gone, could it be that he's using the magic knife in his hand to trim the toenails of this ten-zhang-tall Dharma image?

The image of Acala on the right is alright, but the image of Asura on the left is absolutely ferocious, as if he has returned from the eighteenth level of hell!

In an instant, the common people of Qianlong City, who had never seen such a scene before, thought it was a god descending from the sky!

They lay prostrate on the ground, their bodies trembling uncontrollably.

The houses they usually live in are only about ten feet high, at most twenty feet high.

The deity before them was actually taller than the city walls of Qianlong City!

"So it was you!"

"So it was you, Luo Chen!"

When Ji Qian saw Luo Chen's Dharma form, his eyes gleamed with a sharp light. Instead of being nervous, he held the divine weapon Moon Shadow in his hand.

Ignoring the obstruction of his attendants, he decisively charged towards Luo Chen.

Seeing that Ji Qian still dared to attack, Luo Chen gripped the divine weapon Zhutian, and his words became law:

"My sword is big and long!"

"Ten zhang long, three zhang thick, and incredibly hard!"

Zheng—

The sword spirit of the divine weapon that slays the heavens shook its blade, shimmering with a dark, eerie light!

It seems to be saying, "Boss, I've become stronger!"

Luo Chen's divine weapon, Zhutian, rapidly condensed into a sword aura ten zhang long and three zhang thick, and slashed down at Ji Qian!

Ji Qian is a fifth-rank martial artist who has perfect control over his physical body!

The moves are seamlessly connected and can ignore physical limitations such as inertia and imbalance (the attacks have no after-cast animation).

He frantically swung his sword energy, trying to overcome quality with quantity!

Luo Chen naturally wouldn't grant the other party's wish: "You have kidney deficiency!"

Ji Qian: "???"

Suddenly, a mysterious force descended from heaven and earth, causing a sharp pain in his lower back!

Generally speaking, a martial artist of the sixth rank or above can almost never lose his spear and fight until the end of time!

As a fifth-rank martial artist, and at the prime of his youth, Ji Qian experienced the negative effects of kidney deficiency for the first time.

Ji Qian suddenly lost his grip on the sword, which slipped to the ground, but he managed to brace himself against the sword's aura!

boom--

A thick plume of smoke rose as Ji Qian crawled out of the crater, his magical artifacts shattered.

He glared angrily at Luo Chen: "If you're going to fight, then fight! Why are you talking?"

Luo Chen's eyes held a hint of mockery as he spoke, his words carrying a divine power: "Your crotch fell down!"

Ji Qian: "???"

"You bastard!"

The fourth-rank experts hidden in Qianlong City all remained silent.

It's not that I think Ji Qian is too embarrassing!

Instead, it was the cooperation between Confucian scholars and martial artists that truly exceeded the expectations of these fourth-rank experts!

Although Luo Chen is a sixth-rank martial artist who cultivates both swordsmanship and body, with the divine weapon in his hand, he can pose a deadly threat to fourth-rank experts.

However, as long as a fourth-rank expert is cautious and steady, Luo Chen can't do anything to them!

After all, even those of extraordinary talent can only become marquises at the fourth rank!

A martial artist with the added benefits of Confucianism and Taoism is like a tiger with wings, their combat power soaring.

Moreover, it can easily cause opponents to lose their composure.

At this moment, the fourth-rank experts of Qianlong City exchanged glances, seemingly asking:

If you were in his shoes, could you do a better job than Ji Qian?

Everyone shook their heads.

Don't miss this exciting chapter: Chapter 68, "Heavenly Mandate Grants Sainthood, Capable of Conferring Godhood, Imprisoning All Laws, and Suppressing the Nine Heavens!" Full text available, click here.