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Zhou Wenju felt a chill in his heart.

It wasn't that he couldn't see through the other party's conspiracy; it wasn't that he didn't know that his move had fallen right into their trap. However, faced with Lao Qi's life or death, even knowing it was a trap, he had no choice but to fall for it!

Unfortunately, his impulsiveness did not bring him any opportunities...

Even with the full force of a Daoist master's attack, everything still ended in a dead end.

Either Lao Qi dies with him, or Lao Qi crosses his own bottom line and exposes the cultivation level of Lingyan Pavilion. Let's get through this life-or-death situation first.

Regardless of the reason, the other party's scheme to force him to reveal his Lingyan Pavilion cultivation level will succeed...

"Young Master, hurry and leave!" Old Qi's voice entered Zhou Wenju's mind, carrying boundless authority and endless emotion. The young master of the past knew when to advance and retreat, and acted with method and order. Today, he seemed completely different, unable to distinguish between what was important and what was urgent.

"Let's do it! Kill them all, and we'll see what happens next!" Zhou Wenju's voice echoed back.

He knew perfectly well that this was the worst possible strategy. He knew perfectly well that once he took this step, all his previous schemes would be completely overturned.

However, there may be something in this world that transcends scheming itself, and that is the bottom line.

After spending several months together, Lao Qi had become like family to him, regardless of whether he was a wanted criminal or a wicked person!

When it comes to the lives of loved ones, what need is there for weighing the pros and cons?

The lives of loved ones are never bargaining chips on the chessboard.

The long whip is almost within reach!

The shadow of death looms!

Old Qi was torn between his inner demons and his own mind, and he had gone mad!

At this critical moment...

A drop of ink suddenly appeared out of thin air.

The moment this drop of ink appeared.

A miniature Great Wall appeared in front of Lao Qi and Zhou Wenju.

puff!

The whip of the Jinwu Guard Commander swung high into the air.

A figure appeared out of thin air, dressed in purple, wielding a green ruler. The ruler was placed horizontally at her feet. The figure in purple spoke in a deep voice: "Stop!"

All the guards looked up at the same time.

The head of the Dharma boat, seemingly alive, suddenly rose up.

The commander of the Golden Guard's face darkened: "How dare you! And who are you?"

"Mo Ziyi of the Mo family, let me make this clear to everyone!" Mo Ziyi said coldly, "Stop war and avoid aggression!"

All the Golden Guards' expressions changed simultaneously.

She was actually Mo Ziyi!

Last October, in a northern border city, Mo Ziyi, dressed in purple, stood atop the city wall amidst the war between the two nations. With her words, "Stop the war, not attack," she forcefully stopped the million-strong iron cavalry of the Yan Kingdom.

Throughout the entire court of the Great Yu Kingdom, who doesn't know this?

Today, she actually came to Qishan County and interfered with the law enforcement of the Jinwu Guard.

Bai Luoshui slowly raised her gaze: "The Mohist principle of 'stopping war and not attacking' should be applied to the battlefield. Is the lady in purple sure she wants to interfere with the imperial court's law enforcement?"

Mo Ziyi's gaze fell upon him, coldly staring at him: "To readily cripple an old man who is unlikely to be a wanted criminal is not the way of law enforcement; it clearly violates the sacred path! The chaos caused by going against the Way is far more calamity than the killing on the battlefield. 'Stop war and avoid aggression' is the rightful justification!"

Everyone looked at each other.

The Mohist way is to stop war and not to attack.

In the past, they only served on the battlefield.

It has never appeared in the secular world.

But today, Mo Ziyi's explanation is: The chaos caused by the rebellion is even more disastrous than the killing on the battlefield.

Therefore, she wanted to "stop war and avoid aggression".

She is a prodigy of the Mohist school, and the right to interpret the Mohist way lies with her.

Are we just going to let today's events pass by like this?

How is that possible?!

Crown Prince Huo Qiuhe's face darkened, and he raised his hand, revealing a token: "The Golden Guard enforces the law, independent of the Holy Family. Execute!"

This token is the Jinwuwei Command Order.

It was originally under the jurisdiction of his father, the king.

He will take over today!

Upon receiving the command, the two commanders simultaneously burst into the air.

With a stretch of his hand, a large knife appeared out of thin air in his palm.

With a single slash, the target was Old Qi's head.

This is an open retaliation against Mo Ziyi.

The reason is also a legitimate claim.

The imperial court and the Mohist school had long since reached a tacit understanding to govern themselves independently.

The imperial court had no say in the affairs of the Mohist school.

The Mohists were even less likely to interfere in the affairs of the imperial court.

Anyone who dares to violate this agreement will be breaking the tacit understanding, disrupting the balance, and going against the highest consensus reached by both parties.

Prince Huo Qiuhe was no fool; he was certain that as long as he remained resolute, Mo Ziyi would back down...

However, Mo Ziyi's expression darkened!

She circled her hand.

The green ruler in his palm suddenly transformed into waves of ink.

As the ink waves rose, a sea of ​​ink enveloped Old Qi's head.

Boom!

The two blades struck the ink sea simultaneously.

The dark sea surged and rolled, soaring into the sky and stretching for miles, shaking the entire city.

The power contained within the two broadswords vanished without a trace...

Zhou Wenju was terrified.

This is a truly significant collision at the "flower" level.

To ordinary people, it was a true clash of gods...

"Mo Ziyi!" the commander said in a deep voice, "You are merely a literary flower, while we are both Dao flowers. Even if you forcibly break through the sacred path and privately interfere with the sacred law enforcement of the dynasty, you cannot change the outcome!"

"Is that so?" Mo Ziyi sneered. "Two mere Dao Flowers dare to contend with Wen Flowers? They're overestimating themselves!"

She suddenly pointed at the green ruler in her hand!

A dot on the sea of ​​ink!

At this point, the churning waves of ink are no longer the towering waves that soared into the sky, but rather an endless artistic conception falling into the long river.

As soon as the intention was revealed, the power of the Dao Flower on the two commanders completely disappeared, leaving only a single flower remaining between their brows...

"What a brilliant ink-based killing move: Ink Falls Over the Long River, a Thousand Layers of Intent!" The commander roared, "Break!"

Ink falls on the long river, conveying a thousand layers of meaning.

In the eyes of most people, this is simply an abbreviation for the Seven Houses of the Mo Family.

In fact, this was a deadly move by the Mohists.

True combat skills.

With that angry roar from the commander...

Full power unleashed!

The serpent between his brows suddenly stood up.

A large sword appeared out of thin air behind his head, over a hundred feet long, and slashed down with it.

At the same time, a golden chain appeared behind the head of another commander, and the chain slammed down.

The entire Qishan region seemed to be affected by this single blow...

Everyone paled at the same time.

This is the ultimate strike from the Dao Flower Master!

However, Mo Ziyi smiled coldly: "You know that the Ink Fall River's intent is layered, but you don't know that my attack just now was only one layer among a thousand! There are still nine hundred and ninety-nine layers waiting for you!"

A sea of ​​ink rises in a single scroll!

It's no longer a single wave, but two!

The knife and chain were swept into the sea of ​​ink, and both commanders turned pale at the same time.

Ten waves engulfed them, their entire bodies enveloped in the dark waves, their forms seemingly bound by layers of strong ropes.

A hundred waves!

Boom!

The chain of knives is completely broken!

A thousand waves, the sky filled with rolling, inky black waves, replacing the clouds...

"you……"

"No……"

boom!

Mo Lang was greatly shocked!

Two suits of silver armor fell from the sky.

Only silver armor, but no one!

The two commanders vanished without a trace, their physical bodies and their very souls disappearing...

The hundred Jinwu Guards were terrified.

The entire Qishan area was completely silent.

Even Zhou Wenju stared blankly at the woman in dark purple in the air, his heart pounding...

Her familiar celestial beauty.

The difference in temperament between strangers.

On that day, whether she was leaning against the window on a green boat or admiring the plum blossoms in the secluded courtyard, she was always refined and elegant. The next chapter is even more exciting: Chapter 89, "Ink Purple Robe's Ceasefire and Non-Aggression," awaiting your visit. The air is filled with the fragrance of books.

Today, she stands tall on Qishan Mountain, exuding an aura of dominance, perfectly embodying the legendary image of a million-strong Yan army retreating in defeat once she stepped into the northern border city.

Huo Qiuhe was utterly shocked: "Mo Ziyi, how dare you attack the Golden Guard directly! You have broken the rules of the Holy Family! You have openly trampled on the laws of the Imperial Dynasty!"

"Go sue!" The two words, written in dark purple, floated down.

Go ahead and sue!

Huo Qiuhe was so angry his liver trembled, and so frustrated his tongue was tied in knots...

To whom should we report this?

You can complain to His Majesty, you can complain to the Mohists...

Let's see what use it is!

The Mohist principle of stopping war and avoiding aggression itself represents the Mohist mission.

Once she stands atop the city wall, all she needs to do is reveal her intention to cease hostilities and avoid aggression, and the battlefield, with its thousands of troops, will have to be put on hold.

You must stop.

If you're not convinced, you still have to stop!

Otherwise, you will have crossed the Mohist line!

What can the imperial court do about matters that are against the Mohist principles?

As long as it doesn't involve the emperor's absolute taboo area, there's nothing the emperor can do to her.

Is this matter considered to involve His Majesty's forbidden territory?

fart!

This matter was originally kept from His Majesty.

This is contrary to His Majesty's original intention.

Otherwise, why would they wait until the two assistants of the Dingchao Division left before daring to carry out today's action?

The Crown Prince of Rulan, in his past actions, left others with nowhere to vent their anger.

Today, he has tasted that feeling.

His heart was overgrown with weeds, yet he had absolutely no way to deal with Mo Ziyi.

His fists are harder than his.

The imperial power that everyone in the world fears has no effect on her.

Bai Luoshui slowly raised her gaze: "Your Highness, with the Mohist principle of 'stopping war and non-aggression' in place, the testing path cannot continue. Let's stop!"

The prince's expression shifted rapidly. With a slight wave of his hand, several Golden Guards surrounding the wounded Old Qi simultaneously sheathed their swords and retreated.

Blood streamed down Lao Qi's face, blurring his vision.

But his gaze still fell on Zhou Liangsheng.

Zhou Liangsheng's heart pounded wildly.

Is this really how we got through this ordeal?

Bai Luoshui's gaze slowly shifted to Zhou Wenju.

Of all the people present, he seemed to be the one paying the most attention to Zhou Wenju.

Coincidentally, Zhou Wenju also only paid attention to him.

Their eyes met, and it was as if an invisible spark ignited between them.

Bai Luoshui smiled gently: "Brother Zhou, you seem to have breathed a sigh of relief."

Although the wounds on Zhou Wenju's hands were extremely gruesome, he seemed completely unaware of them, and smiled faintly: "Brother Bai, there seems to be more to this story!"

"Brother Zhou, you understand the refined meaning from the music; that's the spirit of a scholar!" Bai Luoshui laughed. "I wonder if Brother Zhou knows that today's test was actually insignificant."

"It's unimportant, why are you still insisting on testing?" Zhou Wenju said.

Everyone in the room was on the verge of snapping, but when these two spoke, they were both refined and elegant.

However, beneath this refined elegance lies a hidden secret...

Everyone's heartstrings were tugged...

Bai Luoshui laughed heartily: "This Lingyan expert clearly has the power to retaliate, but he deliberately sealed his cultivation and dared not resist. In front of everyone, he suffered torment like a clown jumping around. Such a delightful spectacle is rare. Why not watch it?"

"Brother Bai, as a retainer of the Crown Prince, you actually find it amusing to see others suffer injustice and be unable to defend themselves!" Zhou Wenju said. "Aren't you worried about tarnishing His Highness the Crown Prince's reputation for benevolence?"

Bai Luoshui sneered, "His Highness the Crown Prince is indeed known for his benevolence, and even more so for his keen insight and decisive judgment!"

Upon hearing this!

The Jinwu Guards were all alarmed.

The people living around Qishan looked at each other in bewilderment.

Facing Jin Wuwei, facing the Crown Prince's retainers.

Zhou Wenju actually had a way to fight back.

His counterattack was poetry!

He was a master of ci poetry, and his poems were powerful tools, even divine weapons.

If he were to write a poem about this matter and have it passed down through generations, the Crown Prince's name would surely be tarnished.

This is how a poet uses his pen!

This is also the fundamental reason why poets can pose a huge threat to those in high positions.

Because their poems are widely circulated, their influence will be unprecedented...

Bai Luoshui gently closed her folding fan, her bright, clear eyes fixed on him: "Brother Zhou, do you know what kind of literary path I cultivate?"

"If I'm not mistaken, it should be the Way of 'Chess'!" Zhou Wenju replied.

"That's right, I cultivate the Way of Chess!" Bai Luoshui said, "The Way of Chess excels in reasoning."

"Oh?" Zhou Wenju chuckled. "Brother Bai can't find concrete evidence for conviction, so you intend to convict him through reasoning?"

"Inference alone cannot convict someone, but it can clarify the logical chain!"

"Oh? A logical chain, that's interesting..." Zhou Wenju smiled. "For example?"

"For example..." Bai Luoshui leaned forward slowly, "I deduce that this Constable Qi must have intervened during the chaos in Qishan in the past!"

A short sentence, like a thunderclap.

Old Qi's expression suddenly changed.

Even with a severed arm, his expression remained unchanged, but after hearing this one sentence, his expression changed.

Fortunately, at this moment, his face was covered in blood.

Whether his face changed color or not, no one knows...

His mind was in turmoil; it was all over!

The words Li Yuancang spoke on that day atop Cangshan Mountain remained etched in his heart: "If you dare to make a move, the dynasty will surely discover the traces of your actions."

Once discovered, you, and the Zhou father and son behind you, will all be doomed.

Today, the usually mild-mannered Bai Luoshui uttered a single sentence that felt like the sharpest needle, piercing the most sensitive nerve in his body…

"Is that so?" Zhou Wenju replied coldly, his voice unchanged.

"A gun is indeed a worldly divine weapon, but it's impossible to kill Li Yuancang with just a gun, even if it contains the Water of the Unrighteous!" Bai Luoshui said, "Young Master Zhou's only trump card is this Lingyan master. If the officials from the Ministry of Justice go to Cangshan with the 'Reconstruction Report' to reconstruct what happened that day, I firmly believe that they will be able to find irrefutable evidence that Constable Qi was behind it!"

As soon as the voice fell, two people suddenly stepped out of the flying boat. They were dressed in the robes of the Ministry of Justice and held a strange plate in their hands, their literary aura radiating outwards.

They were none other than two fourth-rank chief officers from the Ministry of Justice.

Zhou Liangsheng's heart sank to the bottom.

People came one after another on this Dharma boat.

There are so many other forces besides the Golden Guard.

With the Crown Prince of Rulan's heir, the Crown Prince's advisors, and even the head of the Ministry of Justice, they were determined to succeed, and they had already identified the most compelling lead...

The entire venue was as quiet as night!

Old Qi, covered in blood, stared blankly at the two people who appeared on the flying boat.

His heart was ice-cold.

He also felt a sense of frustration he had never experienced before.

Today, he is willing to give up his arms, and even his life, just to hide his skills and avoid causing trouble for the master.

This is his chivalrous spirit.

This is his bottom line.

However, in front of Bai Luoshui, all of this was nothing but a joke.

Bai Luoshui already had another way to expose everything about him. This test was neither necessary nor unnecessary; he simply wanted to humiliate him in this way.

He was a legend in the Lingyan Pavilion.

He was a master on the path of cultivation.

In Bai Luoshui's eyes, however, he truly became a clown...

Bai Luoshui slowly raised his gaze: "Miss in purple, today's test at the county government office, you forcibly stopped it under the pretext of 'stopping war and non-aggression,' and I acquiesced to your demands! Now, on Cangshan Mountain, I wonder if you will have any reason to obstruct the Ministry of Justice's investigation?"