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Both robbers were stunned.

"You dare to resist? You're asking for death!"

With a whoosh, a blade came crashing down on his head!

Zhou Wenju took a step forward, as fast as the wind, and arrived behind the bandit. He brought down his stick with a bang!

The stick broke in two.

The robber's eyes widened suddenly, stars flashing before his eyes, and he slowly collapsed.

The other robber was taken aback, and suddenly twirled his knife in a beautiful flourish, making a powerful, swift sound...

Then, the flourish of the sword suddenly disappeared, and his broadsword had somehow fallen into Zhou Wenju's hand. With a thud, the back of the blade struck the robber heavily on the back of the head.

The robber also fell headfirst to the ground.

Zhou Wenju threw down his broadsword and ripped open the clothes of the two robbers.

Find the small pouch in your pocket, open it, and inside are three coins' worth of silver...

"Pah! I just called you a fat sheep, what are you fat for? You poor wretch!" With a kick, the robber fell off the cliff below, screaming in pain.

His hand reached into the collar of another robber, who was completely stunned.

His bag was searched, and it contained not a single coin of silver...

"Damn it! You're so damn poor! You're even poorer than me?" Zhou Wenju was furious.

"Sir, sir... I... I was blind and offended you, sir. Please spare my life. I am just a nobody from Kuangyun Valley, from a poor family..." The bandit was terrified in the face of his anger.

Zhou Wenju nodded slightly: "I knew you guys were professional robbers, you must have some cash on hand. If you're small fry, then it makes sense! Hmm, brother, wanna do a job?"

The robber was stunned...

"You lead me into your bandit lair, find your big shot's treasury, and I'll feast on a feast while you get some soup... Agree? We'll both get rich. Disagree? You and that guy below will both... be buried!"

A quarter of an hour later, Mad Cloud Valley was in chaos.

Dozens of bandits rushed up, the most skilled of whom had reached the Daotai realm. They moved like a whirlwind, and the valley echoed with thunder.

However, a white shadow streaked through the air, and dozens of figures fell into the deep valley almost simultaneously.

A long howl echoed in the air, and a figure, like a god or demon of the valley, raised a palm to the sky, stirring up all the surrounding air.

The white figure seemed to be completely enveloped by the power of the "Palm Like a Mountain Collapsing" technique of the Mountain Realm. However, Zhou Wenju, the white figure, showed an excited expression and suddenly raised his finger!

A faint iridescent light emanated from his fingertips, like a spear piercing the air...

puff!

The Daoshan master's attack, as powerful as a mountain collapsing, was like a punctured cowhide, its boundless momentum swept away in an instant.

tom!

The burly man with a full beard and a ferocious appearance crashed heavily to the ground, his facial muscles contorting in pain.

All the thieves were stunned.

This is their valley master!

King Kuangyun, whose cultivation has reached the Dao Mountain Realm, can make even children within a thousand miles of him not dare to cry when he stomps his foot!

Half an hour later, Zhou Wenju emerged from the cave, carrying a large bag that probably weighed thirty or forty pounds. He casually pulled out a few pieces of silver from the bag and tossed them in a certain direction outside: "Two brothers, this is your share of the profits, take it!"

Then, with a light touch of his toes, he gracefully emerged from the valley.

Left behind are the original two bandits, facing the wrath of the entire valley of bandits, and their cannibalistic gazes...

Thick fog shrouded the area above Pingfeng Ridge.

A flying boat was hidden in the thick fog.

The woman in dark purple touched her forehead, her gaze wandering.

Rou'er's mouth gaped open as she stared blankly at the Mad Cloud Valley below...

Finally, the familiar white figure disappeared completely, and she slowly withdrew her gaze: "Miss, he... he robbed the robber of his money..."

"Hmm...cough..." Mo Ziyi reached for a teacup.

"A poetry prodigy who just shone brightly at a poetry gathering, a master of ci poetry whose refined elegance captivated the entire Jiangnan region, turns around and robs a group of bandits of all their money, even betraying his comrades-in-arms. Is this...is this reasonable?"

"Ahem!" Mo Ziyi looked up. "Let's go back!"

The flying boat soared through the air, heading straight north.

Rou'er's gaze was still fixed on the direction of Lingnan: "Miss, aren't we going to follow him?"

"Don't worry! Your young master Zhou will never suffer a loss, no matter where he goes..."

This is perhaps the most direct feeling that Mo Ziyi had when she witnessed this scene from high above.

You're worried that someone who stumbles upon a business opportunity even when encountering robbers will suffer a loss?

Most importantly, it was his combat prowess that he demonstrated throughout the entire process!

He possesses the combat power to seal off even those at the Dao Mountain Realm.

The Dao Mountain Realm—this is no ordinary realm.

On that day, the captain of the guards who accompanied the third prince on his trip to the Rulan Prince's mansion was only at the Daoshan realm.

What does this mean?

This shows that Daoshan Realm represents a fairly high level of combat power in the secular world.

They could all become instructors or captains in the Prince's Palace.

Lingnan is nothing more than a remote and uncivilized place, a place of exile for a group of disgraced officials. In such a place, the combat power of the Dao Mountain Realm can basically roam freely.

It's really strange.

With such cultivation level, why hasn't he stood out among the outer disciples of Huding Mountain for so long?

That shouldn't be the case...

Which part of the process went wrong?

Right now, she had no time to think, she didn't even have time to secretly follow him and read his magical book from an outsider's perspective.

Because the Mohist school has begun to rise to prominence.

She needs to return to the Mohist school and join forces with her brother to rewrite the Mohist school's destiny...

She's really gone.

Zhou Wenju also came down from Pingfeng Ridge.

He felt immense joy.

The large bag on his shoulder contained gold, silver, and banknotes worth a total of seven or eight thousand taels of silver—a very large haul.

Okay, money is a bit low-class and vulgar, so let's not talk about it anymore.

Let me tell you about another thing that truly excited him...

That is the cultivation level of pulse cultivation.

His cultivation level was not as high as Mo Ziyi and Rou'er had perceived.

He is not a Taoist mountain, he is merely a Taoist platform!

However, even though he was only at the Dao Platform Realm, he slaughtered Dao Shan as easily as killing a chicken.

The reason he could so easily leapfrog a realm and ascend to a higher level lies in his true qi, which is not true qi at all, but literary qi!

If we were to categorize literary aura into different levels, what level would you say literary aura that emits a seven-colored light would be?

In the realm of literary talent, that is absolutely top-tier!

Wasn't Lao Can of Huding Mountain's lifelong exploration about exchanging literary energy for true energy?

He dissected it into eight pieces, but the exploration was still only on PowerPoint slides...

Zhou, without hesitation, began to demonstrate how he had already used this method to rob the house...

Isn't that infuriating?

There are houses in front.

The houses are mostly thatched huts.

There were crops by the roadside, but they were covered in yellow fuzz and looked malnourished.

This is still at the foot of the mountain, so it doesn't really indicate anything. The riverside ahead should be better, right?

With a light touch of his toes, Zhou Wenju's internal energy flowed, making his steps increasingly light. Eventually, he almost flew across the grass. After reaching the riverbank, he made a basic assessment of the Lingnan region.

No wonder those officials were unwilling to come.

It's poor here.

Even if you dig three feet into the ground, you probably won't find much profit.

How are those officials who believe that being an official means getting rich supposed to live?

Cheap dad is an exception.

The cheap old man I remember believed in never being greedy or taking anything from others his whole life. Even the maids shook their heads at the living standards in the Vice Minister's mansion back then.

But once you get here, you should realize that the human body has a basic bottom line when it comes to clothes and food. If you cross that bottom line, I'd like to see if you, this old Confucian who has been brainwashed by Confucianism to the point of being so stubborn, will still utter those eight words of nonsense like "being diligent and thrifty in managing the household, and being honest and upright in poverty"!

As they traveled, they gradually found more and more places to stay.

More and more people are arriving.

When pedestrians saw Zhou Wenju, they all stopped in their tracks.

Several children were running around when their mother grabbed them and pulled them back to the side of the road.

Zhou Wenju's gaze fell upon it, and he recognized it.

My clothes are the culprit!

The snow-white scholar's robes are only fit to stand at the top of the poetry gathering, receiving the admiring gaze of the courtesan; they are unfit to tread the yellow earth and experience the world's judgment of character based on clothing...

At the next corner, his mind wandered to the literary world.

The color of the clothes suddenly changed.

It transformed into a blue scholar's robe, which was clean, but no longer otherworldly.

In this way, as they continued their journey, the way passersby looked at them became normal.

This outfit is from the Mo family.

The crafting techniques are superb, and the materials used are even more exquisite, allowing for the free transformation of shape and color...

It really is an essential gadget for both home and travel.