Can a Scholar Be Called a Villain

Chapter 19: Northbound towards the Hundred Flower Sect

Chapter 19: Northbound towards the Hundred Flower Sect

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Sheng Yi was currently running madly within the forest.

He had started running to the tallest peak the moment he had entered the remnants according to the memories of his past life, rather than fighting with Ning Wei Wu for the treasures the moment he had broken the array, he slipped into a faraway hall and retrieved the lower Barren level spiritual item, the Blood-refined Golden Crystals. This was a treasure that could accelerate his cultivation speed. And this was a treasure that should’ve gone to Murong Lin.

But Sheng Yi never had any goodwill towards Murong Lin, and he felt no guilt in taking away the treasure of a madman that loved to kill.

Holding the spiritual item close to his chest, he descended the mountain as fast as he could. The other cultivation resources here meant nothing to him since he had countless cultivation methods and skills stored away in his mind. His sights were on the items that could aid or supplement his cultivation.

But he didn’t expect a garrison soldier to have seen his movements and report it to Ning Wei Wu. Once he had seen the spiritual item, Ning Wei Wu became greedy and lusted after it.

With his current cultivation of the third layer of the Sky Reaching realm, there were plenty of items here that could raise his strength, but none of them was as good as the one in Sheng Yi’s hands.

“Who is it?” Suddenly, a gentle voice came from the front of him.

Raising his head, Sheng Yi saw a herb gatherer, a girl wearing a coarse cloth outfit.

“Little girls should mind their own business, leave.” Sheng Yi tried to put on a cold demeanour, but he couldn’t help but slow down his pace.

“Hmph! The more you want me to stay out of your business, the more I’ll poke into it!” The herb-gathering girl’s face was filled with defiance, “Are you running for your life?”

“What’s it to you?” Sheng Yi responded.

“Come with me, I know a secret route!” The girl spoke confidently, raising her eyebrows at Sheng Yi.

Suddenly, a gust of wind blew past them. Sheng Yi ran forwards and picked her body up. Laying within his arms, her expression changed from shock to embarrassment.

“What, w-what are you doing!” She couldn’t even react in time to reject him and get angry, and she instead grabbed onto her clothes as she spoke timidly.

“Quickly, where is the secret route?” Sheng Yi asked hurriedly, looking down at the girl in his arms helplessly.

As a reincarnator, he naturally understood what the girl’s expression meant, he had unintentionally seduced her.

As if she had just recalled the dire situation they were in, she quickly pointed in a direction that Sheng Yi immediately headed off in while she laid in his arms.

A small voice spoke slowly from within Sheng Yi’s embrace, “My, m-my name is Zi Lin.”

On another side, Murong Lin who was still rushing suddenly paused, his expression was strange as he thought of the sentence that had just rang in his mind.

“Ding! The protagonist, ‘Sheng Yi’ has encountered an event, his protagonist value has increased by 50 to 450.”

Murong Lin mumbled, “What event? What happened? Shouldn’t he be running for his life? How did his protagonist value rise? Was it some kind of lucky encounter?”

He couldn’t understand what had happened, but he once again realised how scary the protagonists were.

Murong Lin helplessly thought.

He couldn’t even get scraps while following behind them, but if he didn’t do so, he would also lose out on a lot of good opportunities in the future.

By the time he had returned to the city he was assigned to, the garrison that had left for the remnants hadn’t returned yet, and he could see crowds gathering to visit the remnants.

Scanning the excited people that had filled the city, Murong Lin sighed.

At this moment, his divine senses sensed a hint of blood and he quickly smiled, “Come out, there’s no one nearby.”

Two shadows appeared, kneeling on the ground as they lowered their heads in front of Murong Lin, “We greet the master.”

“Rise, how’s the investigation going along?” Murong Lin looked at the two men that were standing up.

“Master, this is all of the information that we could collect.” The blood paladin Butcher took a step forward and presented a jade tablet.

Scanning the contents with his divine senses, Murong Lin digested the information slowly.

“Long Chen, the only son of the head of the Long clan in Betan city. Born with……below average strength, achieved the third layer of the Flesh Refining realm last year.

Due to his weak talent, the engagement annulment with Zhu Zhu Shu happened, causing Long Shen a lot of shame as he chose to cancel the engagement himself and set the one-year bet with Zhu Zhu Shu.

Afterwards, his strength grew exponentially as his talent improved with no end in sight, gaining the ability to learn spiritual skills with ease. He broke through to the Spirit Oblation realm in a month, defeating the clan’s disciples in the clan’s tournament and winning first place. Afterwards, he simply left his clan and left to train in the Jianghu.

Half a year later, someone had met Long Chen in Ling Mo city, which was close to Beitan. He had said that Long Chen had broken through to the Crystalline realm, reaching the peak. His aura resembled the king of beasts’, capable of suppressing the nearby spirit beasts with just his presence alone.

Another three months later, yet another person had spotted him in the capital and his strength had already broken to the Origin realm.”

Looking at the information presented to him, Murong Lin tried to rationalise it.

Long Chen had gotten his own golden finger after the annulment of his engagement, was it something that was related to talent and potential?

It seemed like he wasn’t using a strange spiritual skill or cultivation method, so that eliminated the possibility of the grandpa cliche. His strength had grown reasonably, and it seemed more like his potential was better, so it wasn’t a system. He acted recklessly within the Jianghu and made enemies along his way, so it wasn’t a reincarnation either.

Then he should have one of the most basic types of golden finger, the miracle type.

Adding in the fact that his potential grew, it was either that he had consumed a godly pill that changed his innate talent, or he had unsealed his own innate talent.

Murong Lin then took a look at the people he had interacted with and the people he had offended, and laughed, “This guy is truly a protagonist! Look at the messes he made.”

Laughing nonchalantly, he turned towards the two blood paladins, “Where is he now?”

“Master, he is now at the city under the Hundred Flower Sect’s mountain, the date set for their bet is fifteen days later.”

“Oh? Interesting. If I remember correctly, Zhu Zhu Shu is at the first layer of the Manifestation realm, right?”

“That is correct.”

“Send some people to go and kill all of the members of the Long clan in Beitan city. Remember, pretend to act as Zhu Zhu Shu’s fanatics and insult Long Chen as much as you can. I have some puppets here, take them.” Waving his arm, he tossed the three first layer Manifestation realm puppets towards his servants.

He didn’t plan on restoring these puppets, and it seemed like a good choice to use them here.

The blood paladins’ faces changed into an expression of joy.

He took out a few more cultivation resources from his ring of holding and tossed them as well, “Take these and go cultivate. Also, help me trace the actions of those cults and create a suicide squad for me.”

“Yes!” The two blood paladins kept the bag of holding that Murong Lin handed to them and responded respectfully.

With a flash, the two figures instantly disappeared, only leaving behind the slight scent of blood.

Murong Lin waved his hand, signalling towards the ‘Flowering Steel Trees’ outside, “How’s the beast wave?”

“Master, they have retreated. It seems like it has ended.”

“Already? What a pity, here I was thinking that I’ll find something.” The appearance of a beast-eared woman flashed past in Murong Lin’s mind as he stood up.

Walking towards the centre of his residence, he sat down cross-legged in his room.

“Since the beast wave has ended, I have no reason to stay here anymore. Send a letter to the South Village King, after that we’ll go and watch the fun which is going to happen at the Hundred Flower sect.”

“Yes!” The ‘Flowering Steel Trees’ that were standing guard outside responded.