Walking by the Abyss on Thin Ice

Chapter 61 – Tiger enters the flock of sheep

Chapter 61 – Tiger enters the flock of sheep

Other scholars did not rush forward. Seeing him approaching, they felt timid and cursed angrily while backing away.

Su Yun couldn't help getting angry. He grabbed the collar of a scholar from his side and pulled him to his side, but he didn't look at the scholar's face, instead he looked at the ground in front of him.

This was his habitual action when he was blind.

However, for others, this was clearly a sign of arrogance and disregard for others!

"Just now, Hua Erge said that I beat the Holy Prince, and you scholars are so angry that you will surround and kill me. I don't believe it. You bunch of useless people?"

Su Yun let go of the scholar and pressed his palm on the face of the young scholar, pushing him aside, saying, "Scholars don't worship gods and demons, but you treat the Holy Prince as a god. Excuse me: senior brothers and sisters, you have embarrassed your parents and teachers who taught you."

The scholar was pushed and stumbled, feeling both embarrassed and angry, shouting, "If you have the ability..."

Su Yun's gaze moved and fell on his face.

The scholar's eyes met his, and suddenly his mind went blank. His body trembled uncontrollably, as if he saw himself being strangled by Su Yun in the next moment, lying on the ground like a dead dog!

"He has killed people!" The shadow of Su Yun in the scholar's mind grew bigger and bigger, and he couldn't help but collapse on the ground, unable to get up.

"A bunch of useless people."

Su Yun walked through the crowd. He was like a tiger in the jungle, walking among the sheep, his body stretched and light, looking for his prey. He said indifferently, "Holy Prince, if you want revenge in the Tianlin Picture, just come find me. I'm waiting for you."

The Holy Prince in white touched his left cheek and said calmly, "I will."

"That's good."

Su Yun walked out of the crowd and glanced back at the group of scholars, saying, "And you guys are the same. If you want to fight here, go ahead. If you don't have the guts, you can come find me in the Tianlin Picture, no matter how many people, I can take it."

The crowd was filled with grief and indignation, and a girl cried out in grievance.

Su Yun returned to Hua Hu and the others. The girl with twin ponytails was excited and exclaimed, "I know who you are! You are Su Yun, the one my brother met on the Chulong Trail!"

Su Yun was surprised and asked, "Miss Zhu Xian, could you be Li Muge's sister?"The girl with twin ponytails nodded excitedly, "Yesterday when my brother came home, he challenged my father and got punished. After that, he told me about his experience coming back from Yangcheng and mentioned you! He said you were warm-hearted, brave enough to slay the monkey demon spirit, and strong enough to overpower the gray calamity monster. He was very impressed by you, and I have never seen him admire someone so much!"

Su Yun blushed slightly and felt a bit ashamed. He didn't expect Li Muge to have such a high opinion of him and quickly said, "I couldn't defeat the gray calamity monster. I almost died in its hands."

Li Zhuxian shook her ponytail excitedly and said, "Now I also admire you! My brother has always disliked the Holy Prince Bai Yuelou, saying he pretends to be a saint and wants to beat him up. But my father can't beat the saint, so my brother doesn't dare to mess with the Holy Prince."

Su Yun looked towards the Holy Prince and said in a deep voice, "Bai Yuelou is indeed very strong. Although I didn't use all my strength just now, he didn't suffer much damage and can take a hit. However, he probably can't beat Master Li Muge as he is not a spirit master."

"But my father can't beat the saint!"

Li Zhuxian looked up and smiled innocently, "My brother beat the Holy Prince, and the saint won't come after him, but he will come after my father. So my brother doesn't dare to mess with the Holy Prince."

Su Yun's heart moved slightly and he asked, "Miss Zhuxian, can you tell me more about this saint from Shuofang City?"

Around the platform, on the buildings, were the residences of immortals. The residences were filled with the servants of the four major academies in Shuofang, and the teachers were looking down.

"What happened below the Tianlin Shangjing map?" The servants and teachers of the four major academies in Shuofang noticed the commotion on the platform.

The servant of Jiuyuan Academy was a beautiful woman who looked only in her twenties or thirties. She had a phoenix hairpin on her head with five pearls hanging from it and no other decorations, but her aura was very powerful.

The woman with the phoenix hairpin turned to ask a scholar nearby. The pearls on her hairpin swayed slightly as she spoke, "Go and find out what's going on."

After a moment, the scholar came back and reported, "Someone attacked the saint's disciple and made him kneel and vomit."

As soon as these words were spoken, there was an uproar in the residences of the immortals.

The woman with the phoenix hairpin exclaimed, "Who did it? How dare they attack even the saint's disciple? Such audacity, are they trying to rebel?"

The other teachers and servants of the academies were also discussing it.The magistrate of the school under the bridge, Tian Wuji, secretly looked at Mr. Shuijing and thought to himself, "Could it be the few scholars taught by Mr. Shuijing who did this? Only they have the ability, right? Mr. Shuijing's students are bold enough to even beat up a disciple of a saint. But come to think of it, the reputation of the saint's disciples is well-known and I thought they were powerful. Why are they so pathetic?"

But he knew just how powerful the saint was.

The saint in Shuofang City was not a true saint yet. The last time he made a move, his strength was still far from the four great myths of Yuanshuo Country, and the emperor of the Eastern Capital had not yet conferred him the title of saint.

However, his reputation was extremely high. Some people already regarded him as a saint and built a temple in his honor. In recent years, his popularity has been increasing.

His strength was unfathomable, and in these years, the four great myths of Yuanshuo Country had hidden away, making the title of saint even more renowned.

Some even speculated that his cultivation had reached the level of the four great myths, and he might have even surpassed them!

Moreover, this saint did not reject new teachings. While he studied the old classics, he also practiced new teachings, accommodating both.

But how could a disciple of such a figure be beaten up by other scholars?

"Gentlemen!"

While everyone was discussing, the magistrate of the Wen Chang School, Zuo Songyan, stood up and exclaimed, "Gentlemen! It's time to make a decision, right? The Poison Dragon has entered the city, and demons have appeared. A heavy snowfall has come, and demons are lurking among the scholars. The entrance exam is extremely dangerous for these new students! Shuofang should immediately stop the entrance exam!"

The immortal in the center suddenly became quiet, and no one spoke.

The demons were indeed a major concern and could cause great chaos.

However, the entrance exam was also crucial.

After a moment, the magistrate of the school under the bridge, Tian Wuji, a tall and sturdy old man who twirled a jade thumb ring, spoke with a thunderous voice that shook the windows, "Left Magistrate, you have never said where you got this news. If your source is wrong, and you rashly stop the entrance exam, who will take responsibility?"

Zuo Songyan frowned. He couldn't reveal his source of information.

Su Yun was a student of the Heavenly Dao Academy, sent by the emperor to investigate in Shuofang. The demon case was just one of them. There might be even bigger cases behind it!

He couldn't reveal Su Yun's identity!

Exposing Su Yun wouldn't increase the credibility of the demon invasion, but would instead alert Su Yun and put him in danger, and it would also ruin the emperor's plan.

The emperor of the Eastern Capital would definitely not let him go!The woman with the phoenix hairpin was the steward of the Jiuyuan Academy, named Wen Lifang. She said, "If Vice Steward Zuo cannot produce evidence, just relying on the words 'heavy snowfall' will not convince anyone."

The other teachers from different academies nodded in agreement. Someone said, "It snows every year in Shuofang, and there have been even bigger snowfalls before. We cannot assume that there are demons just because of this snow."

Zuo Songyan exhaled a breath of air and said in a deep voice, "I have another piece of evidence. Catch Duolong, the village's glutton, and we will know if there are any demons. I have already ordered the head of my academy's Shijia and Qingmiao to go and capture him, but Duolong is a powerful figure. It will be difficult to find him in a city as big as Shuofang."

The stewards and teachers of the various academies in the presence of the immortals looked strange. Suddenly, a voice burst into a loud laugh, ringing in everyone's ears, "Duolong, the village's glutton? Is that the name given by some country bumpkin? How childish!"

Zuo Songyan's face darkened. The person speaking was the steward of the Shuofang Academy, Tong Qingyun, who was also the head of the official academies in Shuofang. Many of the stewards in the other academies were old men, and only a few, like Wen Lifang of the Jiuyuan Academy, were relatively young. Compared to other stewards, Tong Qingyun was also a young man in his thirties or forties.

Tong Qingyun faced the Xianju map in the center of the Immortal Residence, with his back to them. He did not leave any face for Zuo Songyan in his words, saying with a smile, "Zuo Songyan, do you really believe this kind of talk? Do you really believe that the glutton's name is Duolong, the village's glutton? You're getting old and confused!"

He turned his face around, and his smile suddenly disappeared as he scolded, "If you want to go crazy, go crazy on your own. Don't drag us into it! The entrance exam must be held!"

Zuo Songyan glanced at him coldly and said, "If something goes wrong, who will take responsibility?"

Tong Qingyun cut him off, "If you're afraid of things going wrong and refuse to do it, then nothing will ever get done! Vice Steward Zuo, as an elder, I will say something unpleasant. It's because of your timid and indecisive style that the reputation of the Wen Chang Academy has been ruined!"

Tian Wuji, the steward of the Moxia Academy, stroked his beard and laughed, "Vice Steward Zuo, for this entrance exam, the Wen Chang Academy should choose some of the scholars that we don't want and honestly become the fourth of the four major academies in Shuofang."

Tong Qingyun turned around and looked around with an imposing expression, "The entrance exam begins! Sacrifice the Brocade Map!"

"You guys!"

Zuo Songyan slammed the table and became furious, "No teacher from my Wen Chang Academy is allowed to sacrifice the Brocade Map!"The western teachers of the Wenchang Academy all stood up, with over a hundred people standing behind him, not saying a word.

Tong Qingyun sneered, "The Spirit Soldier's Ten Splendid Images no longer need your Wenchang Academy."

He waved his hand, and the immortal standing in the center of the group of teachers all stood up one after another, forming a neat line. They each poured their own blood and energy into the Ten Splendid Images!

On the platform between the buildings below, Su Yun continued to discuss the origins of the saints with the girl with twin ponytails.

Li Zhuxian swayed her upper body with her hands behind her back, her ponytails fluttering as she laughed, "The saints are titles given by the people. The saint in the capital was loved by the people, so many people respected him as a saint. When the new emperor ascended the throne, he didn't like this saint and dismissed him, sending him back to his hometown. In recent years, the saint has been cultivating himself in Shuofang and ignoring worldly affairs."

"Could this saint be the leader of the study group?" Su Yun thought to himself.