Wan Jian returns to his clan!

Chapter 182 If he doesn't commit suicide soon, his true colors will be revealed.

With a zither in hand, Lu Wubing's aura shifted, becoming ethereal and lofty. Standing before the jade steps, he exuded a sense of detachment from the world, as if declaring, "I wish to ride the wind and return home."

In this world, music is neither valued nor valued.

What's truly admirable is that such specialists are genuinely worthy of respect and appreciation. Someone who has mastered a musical instrument naturally commands higher regard.

The reason I say I don't value it is because learning the zither, flute, or drum is just a hobby, not a practical skill. It's only suitable for leisure, gatherings, and making friends.

Therefore, this is a rather "refined" and "useless" technology.

The key is that the music originates from the heart and the rhythm is naturally formed.

Just like playing the piano, many people can play, but very few can play well, so well that they can captivate and immerse the listener in the music.

Lu Wubing had only held the zither in his hand, and hadn't even started playing yet, but the moment he struck a pose, he immediately attracted everyone's attention.

As soon as the zither music begins, birdsong fills the empty mountains, and then the scene unfolds, revealing a picturesque landscape, human joy, and all kinds of happiness, all captured in the music.

I could hear a buzzing sound.

Everyone was slightly taken aback, and involuntarily recalled the joyful and carefree days of the past.

Inside the grand hall, a joyous and harmonious atmosphere prevailed.

Compared to the previous sounds of drums and music, this was more than a hundred times better.

When folk bands play joyful songs, it's just for the sake of having fun and listening to a piece of music.

Unlike Lu Wubing, who at this moment played without fixed rules or patterns, combining his own joy with the joy of everyone else, creating a grand and joyous song.

Screw this so-called prosperous era.

He wasn't playing about the current chaos in the court and the suffering of the people; he was playing about all the beautiful times he had seen and felt in his past and present lives.

Everyone was captivated by the music. This time, there was no shouting for battle or any more scheming or plotting.

Even Elder Wang Tiejian, the nine-bag elder of the Beggars' Sect, known for his cunning and sharp-tongued nature, wore a gentle smile. For a moment, he even forgot the purpose of his visit.

The elders of Ziyang Sect, including Gu Taihe, Zuo Kuang, and Lian Baiou, were all in a daze.

His expression sometimes showed signs of inner conflict.

I want to listen, but I also want to interrupt the piano playing...

But the surroundings were peaceful, there was no danger, and no sense of hostility.

They wanted to interrupt the music, but couldn't convince themselves to.

Don't say it's them.

Xue Liang, the Southeast Garrison Commander of the Golden Scale Guard, and his companions, whose eyes were always filled with murderous intent, all sat calmly, their hands quietly sliding off their weapons.

'What a brilliant way to transform the heartless into the sentient, to bewitch the mind with the seven emotions, and to make all things sentient.'

Shen Xinzhu was the only one in the room who wasn't affected too much; she even had the mind to carefully study Lu Wubing's finger techniques and emotional guidance.

He turned to look at his father, elder brother, and his newlywed sister-in-law, and couldn't help but shake his head and sigh.

I thought to myself, no wonder they all looked so mesmerized. With such a perfect blend of skill and emotion, who wouldn't be captivated?
If it were me, I wouldn't be much worse in terms of technique.

However, the skill to use one's spirit as threads to weave a net and embroider a picture is something one would never possess.

There's no other reason than that doing this requires a strong and resilient mental fortitude.

If your mental strength isn't strong enough, you can't even move yourself, let alone others.

'We can't just let them have a good time and then leave it at that, can we?'

As Shen Xinzhu listened, her heart swelled with joy, as sweet as if she had drunk honey water.

But she knew that this piece of music was definitely not Lu Wubing's original intention.

This junior brother isn't the type to swallow insults.

The Beggar Clan's nine-bag elder spoke up twice at crucial moments, determined to help the Ziyang Sect pin the blame on themselves. Clearly, he came prepared, and this situation is definitely not going to end well.

the reason is simple.

He had a close relationship with Wu Tianzhi, who was also a Nine-Bag Elder, and it was said that they had once fought side by side in life and death.

Wu Tianzhi died at the hands of the Tianxing Sect disciples, and in a particularly dishonorable way. Even if he wanted revenge, he could only suppress it and had no reason to come to their door.

Taking advantage of the Ziyang Sect's attack, it's still worthwhile to chime in and stir things up.

Jin Yutang, on the other hand, clearly saw through this person's sinister intentions, but he just couldn't find a way to take action.

Because this person is usually cautious in his actions and is highly respected in the martial arts world...

Killing him would be easy, but it would ruin my reputation.

This makes people feel extremely frustrated.

It is permissible to kill in public, but one must have a legitimate reason for doing so.

After all, the Heavenly Star Sect is on the righteous path.

If someone were to kill someone out of a fit of rage because of a few words of "fairness" from others, and that person was someone widely regarded as a good person, then that person would be the one to be killed.

No matter how strong or powerful someone is, if their reputation is ruined, they will be completely discredited.

A force wants to grow stronger.

It requires not only personal ability, but also a good reputation.

Otherwise, if everyone despises and distances themselves from them, what's the point of gathering a crowd or talking about development?
But I can't kill him, and I can't get over this anger. What should I do?
Shen Xinzhu was certain that Lu Wubing's zither music was not as simple as it seemed.

It's unclear how he'll break through Elder Wang Tiejian's "Moral Invincibility."

Just as I was thinking this, the music changed again.

Suddenly, the rhythm became rapid.

It was as if a gust of wind blew by, and dark clouds filled the sky, with the roar of a dragon echoing through the air and the howl of a tiger echoing deep in the forest.

A wave of panic swept through the area, and one could faintly sense the boundless crimson of blood.

Everyone was startled, and at the same time, the room felt empty.

They all came to their senses.

Suddenly looking at Lu Wubing in front of him, he saw him lightly strumming the zither, still in a leisurely manner, but the sound of the zither was so real that it rippled outwards and enveloped one person in the hall.

"not good."

Zuo Kuang, Gu Taihe, Xue Liang, and the others felt a chill run down their spines, realizing something was amiss. Just as they were about to intervene, they heard the Beggar Clan's Nine-Bag Elder, Wang Tiejian, suddenly roar, "No, I didn't mean it, sister-in-law! I just like you too much. Wang Jinniu has been so harsh on you, even abusing you. How could I tolerate it? Killing him is the only way to quell my anger..."

Sister-in-law, don't die! You haven't even had a child with me yet... Where did you go? Brother, I was wrong. I shouldn't have poisoned you. Brother, I miss you so much, taking me shrimp catching and fishing again.

A huge uproar erupted all around.

Someone exclaimed in surprise, "Elder Wang's elder brother seems to be named Wang Jinniu."

I heard that Elder Wang was raised by his elder brother, who later died in the Blood Lotus Hall of the Demonic Sect…

"Is that so?"

"I see……"

The music continued.

With tears streaming down his face, Wang Tiejian's expression changed again, becoming incredibly ferocious. He roared once more, "Cheng Wenhai, even if you die, don't come looking for me. Who told you to discover my secret?"

"Is Nanli really that good, worthy of your unwavering loyalty? Bah! Don't worry, this wound won't be in vain. I'll take good care of your wife and children, hehehehe..."

what……

Several middle-aged men in tattered clothes around them all took several steps back, distancing themselves from Wang Tiejian.

His eyes were filled with disbelief.

"Cheng, Cheng Wenhai, was Elder Wang's sworn brother. He infiltrated Northern Zhou that day and died under the siege of the Fierce Blood Cavalry. After Elder Wang returned, he vomited three liters of blood and was overwhelmed with grief."

For many years, he had taken care of Sister-in-law Cheng, and even taught Cheng Sihai poetry, literature, and martial arts, treating him like his own son.

"So this is how you take care of your wife and children?"

The music boomed, the sound waves swirling around like an endless net, locking Wang Tiejian firmly within. It was clear that Elder Wang, who was known as "the one who shoulders righteousness with iron shoulders," seemed to sense something was wrong. His eyebrows twitched wildly, and he was about to wake up. After struggling for a while, he finally did not wake up, but only sighed deeply: "Can't a great man be without power for a day? Brother Wu, what are we toiling for? Isn't it all for future glory and wealth?"

Do you think everyone wants to be a beggar like Old Man Ge? Power, I want it; money, I want it too…

No matter what you do, you have to get your hands on this silver. If you lose even a tael, I'll take your head... Don't blame me for being ruthless even if you die..."

The music stopped.

Lu Wubing has stopped playing.

He felt that if he continued to play like this, he might not be able to resist slapping this "highly respected" Elder Wang to death.

"Do you still think that the Seven Emotions Heavenly Sound is a demonic art?"
The path of righteousness and the path of demons lie solely in one's heart. The human heart is filled with seven emotions and six desires; to control selfishness and demonic impulses is the supreme path. To lose control, even someone of Elder Wang's virtue and prestige, is nothing more than a demon.

As Lu Wubing spoke slowly, the expressions of the people around him were incredibly complex. Their gazes towards him contained not only approval but also deep fear.

Just by playing the piano, he exposed all of someone else's past misdeeds.

Who is not afraid of this?
But ironically, no one dares to say that this is wrong.

A selfless heart makes the world vast.

Just because someone exposes a bad person's dirty deeds doesn't mean they're acting unethically.
There's no such logic in the world.

Wang Tiejian woke up from his confusion with a blank expression.

Upon hearing this, a look of panic suddenly appeared on his righteous and awe-inspiring face.

I remembered everything I had said and thought before.

Seeing everyone around him looking at him as if he were a demon, and even his trusted subordinates keeping their distance, he was filled with fear and screamed hoarsely, "No, I didn't say anything, I didn't do anything!"

Lu Wubing remained silent.

She just shook her head and looked at him.

There aren't that many saints in this world; the higher the climax, the dirtier the heart.

Everyone has selfish thoughts and desires; as human beings, we are not immune to making mistakes.

But we also need to consider what mistake was made and whether it can be forgiven.

This Elder Wang not only murdered his own elder brother and seized his own sister-in-law, but also turned against his sworn brother, and afterwards pretended to be a righteous and chivalrous man, earning praise from the world.

They kept everyone in the dark.

Moreover, he secretly conspired with Wu Tianzhi...

He was involved in all the dirty deeds of the Beggars' Sect, such as swindling, cheating, and selling children.

Such a person is already dead while still alive.

Even if they don't die today, once they step out of the Golden Jade Hall, they will be hated by everyone.

Lu Wubing didn't even need to lift a finger; he simply cut himself off from the world.

That's the power of reputation.

"I didn't, I wasn't..."

Wang Tiejian loudly explained to his familiar friends in the martial arts world, but no one listened to him.

Instead, they kept their distance, looking at him as if he were a pile of excrement.

The nine-bag elder finally realized that nothing he said would make a difference.

No mistake can be as serious as being exposed yourself.

No one forced him, and it wasn't a life-or-death situation. He just revealed some of his past scandals on his own. Who can he blame?

Who would dare to befriend him? Aren't they afraid of being stabbed in the back?
"Ugh!"

Wang Tiejian was filled with shame and anger. He turned around and suddenly slammed his palm into his own forehead.

Everyone watched helplessly as people from all directions did not stop them or try to persuade them.

He just watched him, then smashed his own head to pieces with a single blow, collapsing to the ground and dying.

The hall was completely silent.

Lu Wubing chuckled softly, handed the zither back to Shen Xinzhu, and said softly, "Those who do many unrighteous deeds will surely perish. The ancients said this, and it is indeed true."

Elder Wang, under the guise of righteousness, attempted to smear the reputation of my Tianxing Sect, but he miscalculated.

"Uncle Zuo, would you like me to play a piece especially for you?"

"Demonic arts? This is demonic arts?"

“No, this is about eliminating demons and protecting the righteous path.” Lu Wubing stood before the steps, his demeanor serene and righteous.

He wanted to see who else could pin the blame on the Heavenly Star Sect today.

"Lu Wubing, putting aside the matter of colluding with the Demonic Sect, you, under the name of 'Mad Swordsman,' slaughtered imperial officials and, together with Jin Yutang and others, wantonly murdered innocent civilians such as those from Shuofang Pavilion. Is this true?"

Xue Liang, the Southeast Garrison Commander of the Golden Scale Guard, finally couldn't sit still any longer.

Once the Seven Emotions Melody is played, who would dare to argue with him? Aren't they afraid he'll play another tune?

While inwardly cursing the Ziyang Sect and the Beggars' Sect for being useless, he decided to confront them directly and confront them face-to-face.

Who are they?

It is the Golden Scale Guard.

It represents the imperial court and the government.

Arguing about right and wrong with a non-governmental organization is just asking for trouble.

Since we cannot openly tarnish the reputation of the Heavenly Star Sect's Golden Jade Hall, then arresting him according to the law is just as effective.

Ultimately, the right to interpret the facts rests with oneself.

After all, they had three innate masters here, so no matter how powerful the opponent was, they were doomed to die.

As soon as he said this, Xie Qinglong, the leader of the Pai Gang, chimed in.

“That’s right, Lu Wubing. Not only did you kill officials and bully the people in Mingyang City, but you also went to Donghai County, caused a ruckus at the Donghai County Prefect’s Mansion, assassinated the Imperial Guard Commandant Xie Yuantong, and killed five hundred Jinghai Army soldiers. Now that you’ve committed this crime, can you still deny it?”

Ziyang Sect's Gu Taihe finally felt that things were back under his control, and shouted sternly, "Lu Wubing, are you trying to rebel?"
The Three Divine Peaks are of one spirit and one branch, protecting the Great Li and jointly resisting the Northern Zhou. How dare you disobey the law like this?
My Ziyang Sect and Mingyue Sect are ashamed to be associated with you... Why don't you commit suicide to atone for your sins?

The faces of all the guests in the Golden Jade Hall changed color.

Shen Liancheng's clothes billowed, and his aura surged.

Upon hearing this, the disciples of Jin Yutang from all directions simultaneously drew their swords.

However, the Luo family members who were getting married inside the hall were all trembling with fear.

Today's spectacle really frightened them.

The bride, Luo Xiaoyuan, was so frightened that her legs went weak and she almost collapsed to the ground...

If Shen Wanjian hadn't been quick enough to catch him, he would have been embarrassed on the spot.

"What nonsense are you spouting?"

Lu Wubing sneered, "You think you can just kill officials and rebel whenever you want? If you want to condemn someone, you can always find a pretext."

In my opinion, this Mr. Xue, right... who are you, daring to impersonate an official and infiltrate Jinyutang to cause trouble?
Could it be that they're taking advantage of the fact that my Heavenly Star Sect's longsword is inadequate?

Once he made his decision, he showed no mercy.

"Chief Jie, your family is very powerful and your position as the leader of one of the eight major gangs in the world is quite prestigious."

Why be so foolish as to get involved with thieves?

"If something were to happen to us, wouldn't it be a pity to hand over such a great foundation to someone else?"

"And also, Uncle Gu, don't blame me for disrespecting you. At your age, wouldn't it be better to go home and enjoy your retirement, raising your grandchildren? Instead, you insist on being someone else's dog and causing trouble at Jin Yutang."

Even if it were my senior brother Bi in person, as a junior, I would still have to advise him not to betray his own side.

"you you you……"

"What? Just because I casually put on a few official robes doesn't mean I really think I'm an official."

If they acknowledge you, you are an official; if they don't, you are all less than pigs and dogs. Although today is an auspicious day and bloodshed is not advisable, there are exceptions.

If you cause trouble again, don't blame me for being ruthless with my sword.

"What an arrogant young man."

Lu Wubing cursed everyone in his path, making Xue Liang and the others furious.

He pinned the crime on himself, but he arrogantly denied it, even refusing to acknowledge his own identity. What else is there to say?

When it comes to the end, words are useless; only the stronger party is right.

Qianhu Yun and Qianshan, along with Qianhu Shiwei, roared simultaneously. One brandished a knife, while the other wielded a mace, and they pounced on Lu Wubing from the left and right.

[Covering the Sky Hand] Zuo Kuang also leaped into the air, headfirst and feet first...

A heavy palm slammed down, leaving the palm a bright red stain, like the setting sun casting a scorching heatwave that obscured the sky.

Meanwhile, among the guests, several knife-wielding men dressed as servants, along with two maids beside Luo Xiaoyuan, drew weapons from their waists and attacked Shen Wanjian, Shen Xinzhu, and Luo Xiaoyuan.

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(End of this chapter)