In the temple, the Beast Taming Department was in an uproar. When Lin Muyu, Tang Xiaoxi, and Chu Yao arrived, they saw the two groups arguing endlessly, their faces red with anger. The three deacons, Ge Yang, Zhou Yao, and Zhenfang, were on the side, but they couldn't maintain the stability of the situation. Deacon Xuanyuan Hong didn't interfere with the management of the Beast Taming Department, so he didn't appear.
At the edge of the beast pen, a young Silver Star Sparring Master hugged a dead Swift Wolf and cried incessantly. There were claw marks on his arm, and blood flowed out. A middle-aged sparring master next to him patted his shoulder and said, "Bull, don't cry. Now that the Swift Wolf is dead, we can just go to the Dragon Seeking Forest and catch another one. Don't provoke them anymore."
The young sparring master wiped his tears and said, "Uncle Zhao, you saw it too. Those instructors don't even treat us sparring masters as human beings. We agreed to stop the fight, but Zhang Cheng let his Bloodthirsty Tiger bite my Swift Wolf to death!"
Not far away, a Silver Star instructor who was caressing the Bloodthirsty Tiger's head sneered and said, "Niu Bei, if you're willing to bet, you must be willing to accept your loss. Since we've agreed to a duel and my Bloodthirsty Tiger accidentally killed your Swift Wolf, you should just accept your fate. Stop crying and act like a man. At most, this young master will pay you back. A Swift Wolf cub is at most 20 Jin Yin coins, this young master can afford it!"
Bull said angrily, "You are also a Beast Taming Master, and you have also learned the Beast Taming Art. Don't you know that after the Spirit Fusion, the master and pet's consciousness become one? You killed my Swift Wolf, just like you killed me once. Do you know that kind of pain and despair? My pet doesn't want to die. I can feel its cries for help. You … people like you don't understand! "
Zhang Cheng stood up and said indifferently, "Then what do you want? Do you want to fight me? If so, I accept your challenge, but the next person to die might be you and not the wolf. "
"You!" The Bull Clam gritted his teeth but did not say anything else. He knew that he was no match for Zhang Cheng.
At this time, Lin Muyu parted the crowd and brought Chu Yao and Tang Xiaoxi in. Ge Yang, Zhou Yao, and Zhen Fang all saw them and bowed respectfully, "Marquis Yun Ling, Princess Xi, and Grand Deacon Chu Yao!"
The three people who had come were far too esteemed. Although Lin Muyu had resigned from her position as the Grand Deacon of the Divine Hall, he had single-handedly established and controlled the Beast-Taming Department. Xuanyuan Hong had never overstepped his authority over the Beast-Taming Department, which was probably what Qin Yin had wanted.
As for Zeng Fang, Zeng Yifan had performed a meritorious deed in saving the Emperor's life, so he was reinstated and rebuilt the Shen Wei Battalion as the Shen Wei Battalion. Since Zeng Yifan was friends with Xuanyuan Hong, Zeng Fang re-entered the Holy Temple as a Deacon. Zeng Yifan searched for various secret methods to restore his son's Sea of Qi, which had been destroyed by Chu Huaiyi.
"What happened?" Lin Muyu asked.
Zhen Fang cupped his fists and said, "Reporting to Commander Yu, two people from the Beast-Taming Department were competing with their pets. Due to a mistake, the Silver Star Instructor Zhang Cheng's Bloodthirsty Tiger killed the Bronze Star Training Master Bull Clam's Swift Wolf. According to the laws of the Empire, Zhang Cheng is a noble while Bull Clam is just a commoner, so we should not pursue this matter. However, according to the rules of the Divine Hall, we will force Zhang Cheng to compensate for Bull Clam's loss."
Lin Muyu furrowed her brows and walked forward, "Bull Clam."
"Head Deacon …" Bull Clam couldn't change his words and immediately said, "Commander, I had an agreement with Zhang Cheng to fight, but Zhang Cheng was too ruthless. My Swift Wolf was bitten to death, and no matter how much I begged for mercy, he wouldn't order the Bloodthirsty Tiger to stop. I hope that Commander can seek justice for me and for the commoner training masters who were bullied in the Holy Temple!"
Lin Muyu couldn't help but sigh. The Empire's rules were strict, but they also divided people into different classes. To a certain extent, the Empire's level of civilization was indeed not as good as the Yihe Nation, which promoted "equality of all living beings". This kind of differential treatment was hard to escape even in the Holy Temple.
However, after experiencing so many things, Lin Muyu also knew that this kind of conflict between nobles and commoners wasn't something she could change. Therefore, she could only change what she could, such as the Holy Temple.
The next moment, Lin Muyu looked straight at Zhang Cheng and said, "Zhang Cheng."
Zhang Cheng's body trembled, and he hurriedly knelt on one knee and cupped his fists, "Commander, this subordinate is here!"
"Just like you, Niu Bei is also a member of the Sanctum. Once there is a war, you and him will be comrades who will go through thick and thin together. You killed his Swift Wolf now, aren't you afraid that he will stab you in the back?"
"I …" Zhang Cheng frowned, "Commander, this subordinate knows his mistake, but … Bull Clam is just a commoner Copper Star Sparring Master, yet he dares to be so arrogant. This subordinate can't stand it."
"Offend?"
Lin Muyu couldn't help but laugh, "What do you mean by offend?"
Zhang Cheng said, "According to the rules, when eating in the Holy Temple's cafeteria, the commoners should give up their table for the nobles. However, not only did Bull Clam not give up, he was also arrogant towards this subordinate. This subordinate was indignant, so I challenged him."
Lin Muyu looked at him indifferently and said, "When it comes to eating, everyone should be equal. It's just that this rule of inequality is imprinted on us when we are born. Zhang Cheng, you are a martial artist of the Holy Temple. Martial artists cultivate their heart and virtue. A strong martial artist's state of mind should be broad and calm. As the saying goes, 'A hundred rivers run into the sea, it's great to have tolerance, it's great to have no desires'. Do you think … Deacon Ge Yang or Great Deacon Xuanyuan Hong would fight with someone over a table?"
"I …"
Zhang Cheng actually revealed a trace of grievance and said, "But Commander, this subordinate is a fifth class noble of the empire. Why should I be bullied by a commoner like Bull Clam? Commander, you can't just protect Bull Clam and bully me."
Tang Xiaoxi couldn't help but laugh. Chu Yao also smiled.
Lin Muyu still looked at Zhang Cheng and said, "Zhang Cheng, as a first class noble of the empire, I still use an equal attitude to reason with you. This is the true grace of a noble. Think about it carefully. Men, take Zhang Cheng away and put him in confinement for three days."
"Yes!"
Zhen Fang cupped his fists and signaled with his eyes. Two instructors immediately took Zhang Cheng away.
Lin Muyu looked at Ge Yang and respectfully cupped her fists. "Grandpa Ge Yang, shall we go see the Great Deacon?"
"Yes!"
… …
In the main hall of the Holy Temple, Xuanyuan Hong was reading a stack of scrolls attentively. He only raised his head when Lin Muyu, Ge Yang, Tang Xiaoxi, Chu Yao, and Zhen Fang entered. His kind face was full of smiles as he said, "Yu, you're here?"
"Yes."
"Have a seat."
"Many thanks, Great Deacon!"
Lin Muyu arranged for Tang Xiaoxi, Chu Yao, and the others to sit down and serve tea. Then, she sat down on a chair close to Xuanyuan Hong and said, "Great Deacon, I've just settled a dispute between the nobles and commoners. I believe such matters have always existed in the Holy Temple."
"Yes."
Xuanyuan Hong nodded. "The Holy Temple has been established for nearly ten thousand years and has left behind many bad habits. Not to mention the Holy Temple, there are many bad habits in the entire empire. However, these need to be changed. After all, the upper echelons of the empire are still decided by the nobles. We can't rush for quick results."
"I know." Lin Muyu said, "That's why I have a plan that I would like to discuss with the Great Deacon."
"Oh?"
Xuanyuan Hong couldn't help but smile. "Yu, speak your mind. There's no need to be polite with me."
"Yes." Lin Muyu nodded. "I hope that the Great Deacon can establish a Martial Virtue Hall in the Holy Temple. The position of the Martial Virtue Hall is above all the other halls in the Holy Temple. Every cultivator who enters the Holy Temple must first cultivate their martial virtues before learning martial arts. Before they learn martial arts, they must first understand what martial virtues are. This way, they can reduce the infighting between the people in the Holy Temple."
"Cultivate martial virtues?"
Xuanyuan Hong muttered to himself. After a while, he said solemnly, "If a new Martial Virtue Hall is established, I'm afraid the Holy Temple will have to draft a new set of martial virtues. Yu, if you can draft it, I will establish the Martial Virtue Hall. The Martial Virtue Hall will be above all other halls!"
"Alright."
Lin Muyu cupped her fists and said, "I would like to borrow Grandfather Ge Yang for a while."
"Oh?"
"Grandfather Ge Yang is an honest and virtuous person. With his assistance, I should be able to get twice the results with half the effort."
"Good!" Xuanyuan Hong smiled. "Deacon Ge Yang, I'll leave it to you to assist Yu."
"Yes, Great Deacon!"
… …
After exiting the Grand Hall, Ge Yang said helplessly, "Yu, you've forced me to do something beyond my abilities. I, Ge Yang, have lived a mediocre life. How would I know what martial virtues are …"
Lin Muyu turned around and held Ge Yang's hands with a smile. "Grandfather Ge Yang, you're too modest. Why did Great Deacon Lei Hong give you such a heavy responsibility? It's not because of your extraordinary martial arts cultivation, but because Grandfather Ge Yang is calm, generous, and open-minded. I won't say anything more about the martial virtues of the Holy Temple. I'll leave it all to you, Grandfather Ge Yang."
Ge Yang was taken aback. He had lived a mediocre life and was always wise to protect himself. He didn't expect Lin Muyu to praise him like this. Zhen Fang cupped his fists and said, "Deacon Ge Yang is a modest person. You're the most suitable person to cultivate martial virtues!"
Tang Xiaoxi smiled and said, "Grandpa Ge Yang, you don't have to decline anymore. You also know that Mumu is busy with military affairs all day long and has to cultivate. He has no time to re-cultivate his martial virtue. Besides, Mumu is still too young and inexperienced. I'm afraid the martial virtue he cultivated won't be able to convince the public. If it's the martial virtue you wrote, it will be completely different."
Ge Yang couldn't say anything else. He cupped his fists and said, "Then I'll obey Princess Xi's orders. I'll do my best to write the martial virtues."
"Yes, yes."
… …
At night, he returned to the commander's tent in the Longdan Army Camp.
After cultivating the Forging Dragon Bone Remnant Scroll for a few days, he heard Wei Chou's voice coming from outside. "Commander, the Imperial Army's Deputy Commander Zhang Wei requests an audience!"
"Zhang Wei? What's the matter? "
"I don't know. He wants to break into the camp …"
"This bastard …"
Lin Muyu stood up, only to see Zhang Wei walking in, looking travel-worn. "Commander Yu, why are you so tyrannical and unreasonable?!"
"I … How am I tyrannical and unreasonable?" Lin Muyu was confused.
Zhang Wei said, "Zhang Cheng of the Beast Taming Division only killed Niu Bei's Swift Wolf by mistake. Commander actually punished him so heavily. I, Zhang Wei, am not satisfied. Zhang Cheng is a noble while Niu Bei is just a commoner. Why?"
Lin Muyu frowned. "Old Zhang, tell me the truth. Who is Zhang Cheng to you?"
Zhang Wei couldn't help but blush. "That kid … that kid is this general's little whore brother …"
"Hmph, I knew it …"
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