Your Majesty, Please Stop!

Chapter 102: The World of Jianghu is Full of Human Affairs

Xin Zhuo glanced at Lin Jiao and smiled with cupped fists, saying, "Let's talk about the Hehuan Sect. I have great respect for the Hehuan Sect. Its disciples are indeed spread all over the world. They not only resolve conflicts among martial artists in the Jianghu, but also promote the prosperity of cities and towns everywhere.

However, the Lingjian Sect also does a lot of good by eliminating evil and protecting righteousness. They have made significant contributions and have benefited the region. Therefore, in terms of influence, it is really difficult to distinguish between the two.

There are also powerful forces like Qingqing Mountain Villa, Xunyang Tower, Taiyi Sect, Kusheng Sect, and Caobang Water Association, which all have a strong presence and uphold justice for the people. Even those wandering heroes and knights, like the great Li Wumian, not only possess chivalrous qualities and compassion, but also have been actively eliminating evil and helping the needy in recent years. How many people truly understand him?

There are also people like Granny Li and the Holy Void Prince, whom I greatly admire.

To put it another way, all the heroes of the Jianghu are remarkable individuals who are respected by others. If we must compare their merits, it is probably impossible for anyone to determine who is superior or inferior."

This speech not only analyzed the pros and cons, but also praised everyone present, greatly satisfying the vanity of some people. No one could find fault with it.

The drunken Li Wumian was initially stunned, but then, facing the gazes from all around, he sighed with deep emotion, "The greatness of a knight lies in doing something for the common people. What harm is there in that? Why do we need to announce it to others? This young scholar's praise is truly misguided. Sigh!"

"You're absolutely right!"

Cheers resounded for a while.

Even the several young gentlemen who had been hostile towards Xin Zhuo, such as Jiang Hezhu, looked at each other in surprise. This guy is quite eloquent.

Xin Zhuo cleared his throat and struck while the iron was hot, "Of course, there is a certain rationale behind the seating arrangement. I have arranged it based on the abundance or scarcity of goodness. If one's heart lacks goodness, how can they be worthy of the title 'knight'? What do you all think?

Take the Shuiyue nunnery in the front row, for example. The nuns there are all compassionate and dedicated to saving the world. They are truly admirable, with their actions matching their words.

The Lingjian Sect comes next. Over a thousand disciples of the Lingjian Sect donated two hundred thousand taels of silver and three thousand eight hundred stones of grain during the flood in Pingzhou three years ago. The entire sect mobilized, which was truly moving. And then there's the Hehuan Sect..."

He listed the past deeds and good actions of various major forces, some of which were recorded in official documents, while others were fabricated. Regardless, no one could expose the exaggeration.

Finally, he made a straightforward conclusion, "Of course, this is not about ranking superiority or inferiority. It's just a matter of sorting the amount of good deeds. If there are fewer good deeds, one should strive harder. By striving and doing good, one will naturally earn respect. Can you all accept this?"

The whole room fell silent for a moment.

Then, everyone became serious. This speech indeed sounded reasonable. This young scholar's words were substantial, at least in this public setting, where no one could find fault or refute them.

Therefore, they all cupped their fists and said, "We are willing to listen to the arrangements of this young scholar!"

Qin Yuliu and Lifuzi, who had been observing calmly, finally breathed a sigh of relief. This kid had some skills and wasn't stumped by the situation.

Huiruqing also looked at Shitai Pujing and asked, "Master, what do you think of this little bandit?"

Shitai Pujing's face showed a complex expression, a kind of complexity that couldn't be understood. It seemed unrelated to Xin Zhuo's ranking of Shuiyue Temple as the top charitable organization. She sighed lightly and said, "He is a clever thief with insight into human nature. However, I already know about your situation, and Shuiyue Temple cannot keep you from wanting to return to secular life. But in the future, you should keep your distance from him, or else you might end up heartbroken."

The smile on Huiruqing's face gradually disappeared as she asked, "Why?"

Shitai Pujing chanted a Buddhist mantra and said, "Without desires and attachments, there will be no worries. With a pure mind, there will be no suffering. You will understand this sooner or later, Amitābha!"

At this point, Xin Zhuo had returned to his seat and took a sip of tea.

Behind him, Bai Xuanji, He Liansheng, and other students looked at their master in confusion. This explanation seemed reasonable, but in reality...

Upon careful consideration, it seemed a bit far-fetched.

"How did the master come up with this explanation..." Li Xiyue couldn't quite understand it, as it contradicted her previous understanding.

Xin Zhuo turned to look at the students and said earnestly, "The martial world is not just about fighting and killing. It is about human relationships and worldly affairs. There is no explanation that can satisfy everyone here. The previous explanation indeed had flaws, but flaws cannot hide the truth. Being able to handle them is the best method."

Human relationships and worldly affairs?

The students fell into contemplation. It seemed that Master Xin always opened a new window for them.

"Buzz—"

At this moment, a faint whistling sound filled the air. A stone tablet measuring about ten feet long, one meter wide, and five feet thick suddenly fell onto the stone steps in front.

Everyone present couldn't help but feel a chill in their hearts and subconsciously looked around.

This ability to manipulate objects from a distance, at least at the fourth rank of the small Grandmaster realm, judging from its smooth and sudden appearance, it might even be a higher realm.

Truly mysterious!

However, their attention soon focused on the stone tablet.

The wordless tablet had arrived!

Indeed, it was a wordless tablet, gray in color, with the ancient lime stains that indicated its age. There was nothing on it, and if there was anything, it could only be the thick layer of dust.

However, upon closer inspection beneath the dust, there seemed to be some strange and mysterious grooves and patterns.

These patterns are extremely difficult to understand and elusive. At first glance, they exist, but upon closer examination, they disappear. If you look at them for a long time, they appear, but if you blink, they vanish.

This is the technique of Tai Xu delineation!

It is an extremely advanced method of leaving marks on objects that can only be achieved by at least a Grand Great Master.

Judging from the age of this stone tablet, it is probably over five hundred years old.

A Secret Technique of at least a Grand Great Master that has been around for over five hundred years...

This is enough to fascinate people.

The scene quickly quieted down. Apart from breathing, there was no sound from the nearly two hundred people.

Then, there were ripples of air, which were traces of True Qi leaving the body.

Xin Zhuo was also staring at the wordless stele. He had never come into contact with Tai Xu delineation before, so he wasn't taking it seriously. But with just one look, his scalp went numb and his heart raced.

Because on the grooves of the stone tablet, the overall trend faintly revealed a face. This face might not be noticed by others, but he noticed it.

Because this face belonged to his deceased grandfather, Xin Aotian!

His deceased grandfather's face appeared on the wordless stele?

Although there was no real sense of kinship between them due to their souls crossing over.

It still surprised him. What does this mean?

Xin Aotian, his grandfather, recently he even suspected whether there was a certain connection with the Lunar Serenity Well.

Because of his grandfather's behavior throughout his life, thinking about it carefully, it seemed like he was always causing trouble and advancing to a higher level.

Could it be that he didn't handle it well halfway and ended up dead?

...

Three hundred meters away from the Eastern Corner Courtyard, on the top floor of a hidden attic.

This place was not big, and the decoration was very simple. There were only two cushions and a desk. The air carried a faint smell of decay.

"How is it?"

The old man sitting in the corner, wearing a gray robe that had turned white, had a face full of wrinkles. At this moment, he opened his eyes, and his cloudy old eyes were as deep as an ancient abyss.

"It's settled."

The person who answered was an old nun with tattered and patched kasaya, hunched over. Her voice was old and hoarse, and her appearance showed signs of extreme old age. At this moment, her right hand, covered in age spots, was drawing something on the wall.

But she clearly drew something, yet there was nothing on the wall.

"Do you know what happened to Xin Zhuo?"

"In the past, the immortal in the palace sent a message through a green boy, asking the two of us to come and eliminate the hidden dragon's aura in the Fulong Mountains, in order to release the great Zhou's misfortune and protect the peace of the great Zhou. At that time, the dragon head was occupied by that thief Xin Aotian, and you didn't stop him. Why are you asking the old nun today?"

"...The old man thought that the bandits could pollute the dragon head with filthy aura and bloody thoughts. These two things are the most greedy for misfortune. By eliminating them, it would be the theme of the matter. This is also the reason why we have never been able to eliminate the bandits here."

"But the dragon's misfortune aura did disappear, yet that originally ignorant little bandit became intelligent and extraordinary, with a heaven-defying talent. In just two months, he broke through to the seventh rank from an ordinary mortal. How do you explain this?"

"I understand what you mean."

The old man looked out of the window with his cloudy and deep eyes, murmuring to himself after a long time, "The dragon's misfortune aura disappeared, and the foolish became wise. Perhaps he was infused with the dragon's misfortune aura? A monster-like figure has emerged!"

Then he said, "But if we consider talent and comprehension... this little nun under your door, her talent was average at first, but suddenly her aptitude became heaven-defying overnight. How do you explain this?"

"...She is ultimately of royal bloodline and a girl. Why bother mentioning her?"

The old nun fell silent for a while, waving her old hand, and ink paintings suddenly appeared on the surrounding walls.

They were portraits of Xin Zhuo, facing thousands of constables, competing with a group of catchers, defeating Xu Daxuesheng and Haolexuesheng, capturing the four top experts, infiltrating the Fufeng Mansion at night, charging alone...

And so on.

The old nun suddenly turned around, her eyes cold, "What should we do about this Xin Zhuo? Has the master considered it?"

The old man remained silent for a long time, "The martial arts on the wordless stele is the foundation of a sect. I have been studying it for thirty years and still cannot break through. Xin Zhuo has a heaven-defying comprehension and magical means. Let's see if he can decipher it this time."

"And what if he does?"

(End of this chapter)