Observing Wanfa from the martial arts school servants

Chapter 131 Ah, the Integrity of Scholars

"Making a mystery out of nothing."

Just as Lin Mu was about to finish off Sun Qi, dark golden patterns suddenly appeared on the other party's body.

The lines started from the back of the neck, ran down the spine, across the shoulder blades, and across the arms.

Wherever the dark golden light passed, a layer of fine, hard scales appeared on the skin's surface, each scale the size of a fingernail, with edges gleaming with a cold, iron-black light.

Sun Qi raised his head, his pupils already contracted into a single vertical line.

"You've managed to force out our demon bloodline; you're not bad at all."

He slowly straightened up, and Lin Mu's toes, which were pressed against his throat, were forcefully pushed back.

Zhao Wu struggled to his feet from the cliff face, dark gold patterns spreading from the back of his neck to his five fingers.

Driven by the lines, the nails grew longer, sharper, and harder at a speed visible to the naked eye. Each toenail was three inches long, with sharp edges, and gleamed with a cold, eerie light under the moonlight.

His leg muscles suddenly swelled, stretching his trouser legs until they burst open, and faint golden lines appeared on his heels.

Descendants of the skyrocket monkey.

Zhao Wu was the first to make a move.

His body shot out like a bullet, a visible shockwave erupting from beneath his feet, followed by a sharp sonic boom.

Five bluish-white energy blades slashed down from above Lin Mu's head, leaving five faint, slender, cold streaks in the night.

Lin Mu activated his Insight Technique, and Zhao Wu's claw path was broken down into distinct trajectories.

But it was too fast!

He had just dodged the first claw when the second claw grazed his ear.

The third claw rips towards the ribs, the fourth claw blocks the retreat, and the fifth claw goes straight for the heart.

He dodged four claws in succession, but the fifth claw grazed his ribs, tearing a hole in his night clothes, and blood flowed down his side.

Sun Qi took advantage of the moment he retreated to get closer.

Iron Arm Kung Fu was already powerful, and now the iron arm covered in scales was like a dark golden iron pillar smashing straight down from the front.

Lin Mu crossed his arms to block, his iron arms slamming into the bone fragments of Shattered Mountains and Rivers, producing a dull, violent, and ear-piercing sound of metal clashing.

He was sent flying backward by the impact, his back slamming into an old locust tree, its bark cracking inch by inch, and withered leaves falling down in a flurry.

The muscles in his arms trembled uncontrollably, his thumb and forefinger split open, and blood dripped down the edges of the bone fragments.

Zhao Wu's offensive followed closely, giving him no chance to catch his breath.

Claw shadows and iron arms intertwined to form a dense and vicious web of death, within which Lin Mu struggled to maneuver.

The Insight Technique continuously dismantles the cooperation between the two.

Sun Qi led the attack, while Zhao Wu harassed the enemy.

Sun Qi overwhelmed the enemy head-on, while Zhao Wu held them off from the flanks.

He took another claw strike to his ribs, his shoulder was grazed by an iron arm, and his left leg was attacked from behind by Zhao Wu, leaving three deep, thin bloody gashes on the back of his knee.

He struggled against the onslaught of fists and claws, each block leaving his hands numb, each step backward shattering the rocks beneath his feet.

Then he noticed that every time Zhao Wu made a claw strike, the dark golden light in his eyes would tremble slightly and briefly.

That's a sign of mental instability.

Their demon bloodline granted them speed and power, but also amplified the violence and chaos within them.

The Secret to a Pure Heart.

Lin Mu brought three fingers of his right hand together, and a faint blue light emanated from the fingertips.

In the brief moment of dodging Zhao Wu's claw, he pointed a finger at Zhao Wu's brow.

"A pure heart remains unperturbed even when the sky falls..."

""

The blue light flashed briefly between Zhao Wu's eyebrows and then disappeared, washing away a layer of his bloodthirsty ferocity.

The dark golden light in Zhao Wu's eyes flashed intensely, and his movements slowed down for a brief moment.

Taking advantage of this moment, Lin Mu struck Sun Qi on the back of the neck with a backhand Qingxin Jue.

The blue light splashed across the scales, creating fine, fragmented specks of light.

Sun Qi shuddered, his vertical pupils suddenly dilating and then contracting.

One after another, streaks of blue light silently bloomed in the night.

"Though everything changes, one remains steadfast, with a tranquil mind and calm spirit, untouched by worldly dust and tainted by vulgarity..."

"With each flash of blue light, the ferocity in Sun Qi and Zhao Wu's eyes faded a little, their vertical pupils began to dilate, and the flow of the dark gold patterns began to slow down."

Sun Qi looked down at his arms covered in scales and blinked.

Zhao Wu stared blankly at his five sharp toenails, then looked up, his eyes full of confusion.

It's as if they've forgotten why they're standing here, and why they're tearing open this person's throat.

It's now!

Lin Mu activated his Golden Wings Technique, and the two dew-covered cocoons on the soles of his feet exploded simultaneously. He transformed into a fierce and sharp golden streak of light, passing between the two of them.

The short-range explosive force of the Mountain-Crushing Fist, along with the golden energy of the punch, slammed into the back of Zhao Wu's neck. Zhao Wu's body stiffened abruptly, and the dark golden light in his eyes flickered violently like a candle in the wind before suddenly going out.

The dark gold pattern on the back of the neck split open from the middle, and the crack spread along the spine, with scales peeling off piece by piece.

He opened his mouth, and a low, short whimper escaped his throat. His body plummeted straight down from mid-air, crashing onto the yellow earth, where he lay motionless.

The confusion in Sun Qi's eyes vanished instantly, replaced by violence once more, but it was too late.

Lin Mu's whip kick struck the back of his knee, the spiraling force exploding outwards along the leg.

Iron Arm Kung Fu's lower body was already weak, and after transforming into a demon, his center of gravity was even higher. This kick sent him flying sideways.

Sun Qi struggled to get up, but Lin Mu stepped on his back, grabbed his head with both hands, and twisted it hard.

The mountain road became quiet.

Lin Mu knelt on one knee on the ground, panting heavily.

The wounds on his ribs, shoulder, and left leg were still bleeding, and his night clothes were covered in bloodstains and dust.

I overestimated myself tonight.

He pushed Sun Qi's body aside, stood up by supporting himself on his knees, walked behind the rock by the roadside, and cut the rope on the sack.

An elderly man with gray hair rolled out of the sack.

His mouth was stuffed with rags, and his blue cloth robe was wrinkled from being rubbed by a burlap sack, covered with bits of grass and mud.

Lin Mu pulled the rag out for him.

He took a deep breath, cursed loudly, "You coward, how dare you!", and then coughed violently.

Who are you?

"The one who saved you."

"I don't need your help."

"I possess the integrity of a scholar; what do I have to fear from a few mere demonic descendants?"

Lin Mu glanced at him sideways, then turned and left.

After taking a few steps, I heard faint, somewhat reluctant footsteps behind me.

He stopped, and so did his footsteps.

He continued walking, and the sound of footsteps followed him.

He glanced back.

Liu Zongqing was clutching the hem of his blue scholar's robe, carefully walking around Sun Qi's corpse, cursing under his breath as he did so. However, his movements over the corpse were very clumsy, and he almost tripped over his own robe.

"What's your name?"

"I will not change my name or surname, I am Liu Zongqing."

"Liu Zongqing, who believed that those not of our kind must have different hearts?"

"Hmm, it seems you've heard of my reputation."

"Let me take you home."

Lin Mu sighed.

He realized that it was impossible to get the old man to back down.

Of all his people, his mouth is the hardest.

But it still has a use, so we can't just leave it here and let it fend for itself.

When he escorted Liu Zongqing back to the Liu family's private residence, a faint sliver of pale blue sky was already appearing on the horizon.

Liu Zongqing stood at the courtyard gate and cupped his hands in a stiff and awkward gesture toward Lin Mu.

Lin Mu didn't linger and turned to leave.

He needed to return to the Zou family as soon as possible to hunt down the Xuanmen Core Formation cultivator.

After leaving the alley, he leaned against an old locust tree, crossed his arms, and looked in the direction of the Liu family's private school.

Liu Zongqing crouched down and slipped out of the back door of the private school, carrying a small cloth bag in his arms. He ran quickly and hurriedly along the alley and disappeared in another direction in the blink of an eye.

Heh~

The integrity of a scholar.