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Chapter 127

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"You're here?" Huang Lin lifted his head and looked at Fang Xingjian, his eyes filled with fatigue.

Fang Xingjian asked, "Teacher, is there going to be a war?"

"Mmm." Huang Lin nodded. "The Western Garrison has requested for us to cooperate with them and join forces to wipe out that bunch of Black Devils in Garcia. We'll be moving out at the end of this month. You should make some preparations as well. "

"At the end of the month?" Fang Xingjian did some calculations. With that, he would be moving out in eight days' time.

Thinking of this, he said, "Teacher, I'd like to take a few days off and make a trip to Kirst City."

Huang Lin was surprised. "To the city? What are you planning to do? "

Fang Xingjian already had an excuse, "My mental cultivation method has reached a bottleneck. I'd like to change my environment and mentality to see if I can comprehend something."

"Mental cultivation method." Huang Lin nodded. "Mental cultivation method is everyone's own matter. I can't help you with this. You can go to Kirst to have a look." He believed that with Fang Xingjian's current status, no one would dare to offend him. Even if he were to go to Kirst, there should not be any trouble.

Therefore, that afternoon, Fang Xingjian went through the procedures in the academy and left the academy with his sword, heading straight for Kirst.

He had three goals this time around. To collect sword arts, to improve his mental cultivation method, and to look for materials to complement his Effulgence Weapon.

The Ice Age Meditation Art that Fang Xingjian was currently cultivating was focused on calming his heart and mind, with no taboos. However, he was not like an ordinary person who adjusted his mental state and calmed his heart. Instead, he killed external demons, getting rid of all the things that could disturb his state of mind, so as to calm his heart and mind.

Although he had been stripped of his love, kinship, and friendship, he still had hatred, anger, and a sense of right and wrong.

Therefore, when he encountered many things, he would still not be used to it and would still feel anger.

Therefore, that night, he took off his Knight attire and changed into a set of tattered clothes. With the Silver Dragon at his waist and a metal sword in his hand, he ran to the slums in Kirst.

In this world, the poorer a place was, the more chaotic it would be, and the more injustice there would be. Unlike in the academy, who would dare to provoke Fang Xingjian now?

This time around, Fang Xingjian wanted to test it out. He wanted to see if he could take the initiative to provoke others and then calmly slay external demons. This would allow his mental cultivation method to grow.

However, after circling around the slums a few times, no one came to provoke him. Most people would be secretly vigilant when they saw the long sword in his hand. How could they casually provoke him? This was a world where everyone was cultivating and countless people were trying to become Knights. Who knew if the person holding a sword on the streets was Wei Xiaobao or Ximen Chuixue? Thus, most people would not provoke those who were holding weapons.

However, the slums were, after all, the slums. Fang Xingjian wandered around a few times. Although no one provoked him, his ears twitched slightly, and he could already hear the sound waves coming from the air. It was the sound of women crying and begging for mercy.

"No!"

"Please don't do this!"

Fang Xingjian's silhouette moved and then he disappeared silently.

In a commoner's house, a 14 or 15-year-old girl's hands were tied and her feet were held down by a woman. A man in his forties touched the girl's cheek, and his face lit up with excitement.

At the next moment, he started to tear off the girl's clothes and knead her body.

The girl kept on crying and struggling, but she was slapped five to six times consecutively by the man until she was stunned.

The man grinned coldly and tore off the girl's outer clothes. Just as he was about to unleash his violence on the girl's chest, two streams of sword Qis came gushing over, knocking him and the girl who was pressing down on the girl's legs onto the bed.

The man's physique was not bad. After all, this was Miracle World. If he was in modern Earth, his physique would be enough to be an Olympic champion.

He jumped up abruptly, pulled out a small knife, and pointed it at Fang Xingjian, who was at the door. He put on a tough front and said, "Lad, what are you doing? How dare you spoil Grandpa Trou's plans! Do you want to have a few more holes on your body? "He had yet to realize how he had fallen to the ground.

Fang Xingjian threw a glance at him, then looked at the girl behind him. He realized that the girl was pregnant and had been sent to the ground by his sword Qis, unable to get up for a long time.

Hearing the man's words, sword light flashed in the air. The man let out an agonizing cry and one of his ears fell to the ground.

"I'll kill whoever's making a racket."

In that instant, the entire room fell silent. The man looked at Fang Xingjian with a terrified expression. The young girl who had been killed also stopped crying and looked at Fang Xingjian in fear.

Fang Xingjian pointed at the young girl and asked, "Tell me, what happened?"

The young girl took a few deep breaths. Under the pressure of Fang Xingjian's Knight, she was no longer nervous. She said tearfully, "I saw that pregnant girl on the road. She suddenly squatted down, saying that her stomach hurt so much that she couldn't walk. I sent her home … Who knew … Who knew …"

At this point, she started crying again.

Fang Xingjian's eyes gleamed coldly as he looked at the man and woman at the side. The woman's expression was one of terror, while the man's expression was one of panic. He had wanted to lie and defend himself, but under Fang Xingjian's gaze, his teeth kept on chattering, and he was unable to say a single lie.

Fang Xingjian snorted coldly. His sword light flashed continuously, slashing off the man's hands.

Leaving behind the man who was crying and screaming in agony, Fang Xingjian then glanced at the pregnant girl and said coldly, "Seeing that you're pregnant, I won't kill you today. However, you'll have to atone for your sins. If I find out that you've committed any more evil deeds in the future, I'll definitely wipe out your entire family."

The woman immediately knelt on the ground and kept on kowtowing. Fang Xingjian snorted coldly and dashed out like he was riding on a cloud.

As for the girl, she would naturally go out on her own. Fang Xingjian believed that the couple would not dare to do anything else.

Moreover, Fang Xingjian only had hatred to begin with. Hatred towards evil, how could there be any love towards kindness? When he killed people and slayed evil, it was merely to slay external demons and sweep away the injustice in his heart. It had absolutely nothing to do with compassion or kindness.

If one had to make a comparison, his current state was more similar to the uncompromising punisher or Rorschach, rather than Superman or Batman who would save both good and bad people.

The night sky of Miracle World was different from that of Earth. Other than a bright moon, there were no stars at all. The entire sky was pitch-black, as if endless darkness had covered the world.

Fang Xingjian thought about what had happened earlier and looked at his Stats Window. He discovered that his mental cultivation method had improved by 0.01%. He then killed a few thieves, robbers, and gang members. While he was feeling depressed, he once again increased his proficiency by about 0.02%.

However, after this, he increasingly felt that Miracle World was barbaric and backward. There was too much darkness and evil in the middle and lower classes, causing him to feel extremely displeased. Even though his mental cultivation method had improved, he still felt displeased.

As long as one had a normal view of right and wrong, they would not feel happy after seeing things like rape, theft, extortion, and extortion.

Anyone who came from modern society would not feel happy when they came to this world that was similar to the Dark Middle Ages and saw all sorts of ugliness in human nature.

Although Fang Xingjian no longer had love, kinship, or friendship, his view of right and wrong had not changed greatly.

'Most of the Knights and Conferred Knights in Miracle World are gathered in the academies and the military. Most of them are getting stronger just to fight for more authority, more resources, and greater wealth. How many of them would turn their gazes toward the darkness of the world?

'If I were to be like that, cultivating only to become stronger and seek revenge, wouldn't I also become a person who only seeks fame and fortune?

'The world is not peaceful, and external demons are invading. How can I feel happy? How can I remain calm?'

Fang Xingjian frowned slightly, and the mental cultivation method in his mind circulated rapidly. Many thoughts kept popping up and disappearing.

'I've been oppressed by the Fang Clan for 16 years, and my heart has never been free. If I have to endure all sorts of oppression in the future, what difference would there be between me and the Fang Clan?'

Thinking of the Fang Clan, of his grandmother, and of that dark-skinned woman who had harmed him, the flames in Fang Xingjian's heart burned even brighter.

'If I can't use the sword in my hand to clear away the injustice in my heart and realize what I want, then no matter how high my sword arts or how strong I am, what do they count for?'

At the thought of this, it was as if streams of silver thunderbolts had exploded in Fang Xingjian's empty mind. The mental cultivation method in his mind tightened, and he felt a myriad of thoughts flooding in. He had a strong urge to raise the longsword in his hand and kill all the evildoers in the world.

'When I kill, why would I care about the time and place? I only want to feel happy. If I want to kill, I kill. If I want to kill, I kill.

'My sword only moves according to my heart.

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