"Someone's dead … someone's dead …"
A clamor of shouting could be heard in the hall.
Deng Zilin was already panting, his arms and fists covered in blood. Lin Muyu didn't retaliate, but he was injured by Lin Muyu's Iron Wall Defense. He couldn't help but look at this number one sparring partner in a new light. At this moment, the clamor outside gave him a chance to catch his breath.
"What's wrong, who's dead?" Deng Zilin stopped and asked.
Lin Muyu frowned and retracted her martial spirit, "I don't know, let's go out and take a look?"
"Okay!"
… …
A corpse lay quietly in the hall of the training hall. It was a sparring partner, his chest pierced by a sword. Fresh blood flowed out, and there were no signs of life. Moreover, this person was someone Lin Muyu recognized. It was the Little Beansprout that she had tried to help not long ago!
"What's wrong …"
Lin Muyu squeezed through the crowd and knelt on one knee beside Little Beansprout's corpse. She lifted up his clothes with trembling hands. This was not a normal sword wound, but a shock wave after the sword pierced through his heart, creating a fist-sized bloody hole. Little Beansprout's entire heart had been crushed into pieces!
"Who was it!?"
He stood up abruptly and roared. His palm was already on the hilt of the Burning Prairie Sword.
Not far away, Ouyang Qiu held a thin sword in his hand. Blood was still dripping from the blade. He said indifferently, "It was me. I accidentally killed him in a moment of excitement during training. I'll accept any punishment!"
"You killed him on purpose!" Lin Muyu went straight to the point.
"Is that so? Do you have proof? " Ouyang Qiu sneered and walked forward. He stood in front of Little Beansprout's corpse, as if it had nothing to do with him.
The deacon, Zhen Fang, said, "Stop arguing. The deacon will be here soon. He will take care of it!"
Everyone nodded.
A few minutes later, Lei Hong walked into the hall. His gaze swept past Lin Muyu, Ouyang Qiu, and Zhen Fang before landing on Little Beansprout's corpse.
"What happened?" Reihom asked.
Ouyang Qiu knelt on one knee and said, "Great Deacon, I accidentally killed this Copper Star Sparring Master during the trial. I am willing to accept any punishment. I only ask for Great Deacon's forgiveness!"
Lei Hong frowned and said, "Deacon Ge Yang, how should we deal with this matter?"
Ge Yang opened the thick scroll and carefully read through it. "Little Beansprout is a Copper Star Sparring Master from a commoner background. His annual salary is 50 Jin Yin coins. Ouyang Qiu is a general in the Marquis's Manor and is a third-class noble. According to the empire's laws, if a noble accidentally kills a commoner, he only needs to compensate the commoner with ten years of his income in order to be pardoned. Thus, according to the law, Ouyang Qiu accidentally killed Little Beansprout, so he has to compensate Little Beansprout's family 500 Jin Yin coins."
"What?"
Lin Muyu was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly said, "Deacon Ge Yang, Ouyang Qiu clearly killed him on purpose. You didn't even examine the corpse carefully, how can you be sure that it was an accident?"
Ge Yang said, "Lin Zhi, pay attention to your words. According to the empire's laws, a noble killing a commoner is a lesser crime. Don't tell me you don't know this?"
Lin Muyu clenched her fists and said angrily, "A life for a life. What nobles and commoners? What kind of bullshit law is this?"
Lei Hong shouted, "Lin Zhi, shut up. You've lost your composure. Go back to your room and cultivate!"
Ge Yang also nodded and said, "Lin Zhi, go back to your room. There's no need to say anything else!"
Lin Muyu was so angry that her body was trembling. "Is there still justice in this world? Are all of you blind? Ouyang Qiu intentionally killed Little Beansprout, don't you understand? "
"Lin Zhi!"
Lei Hong roared, and an invisible pressure descended. Immediately, Lin Muyu felt as if a mountain was pressing down on him, and he couldn't help but want to kneel down. However, he gritted his teeth and circulated his True Qi. He glared at Lei Hong and said through gritted teeth, "Someone must pay for Little Beansprout's death!"
"Pa pa pa …"
The stone tiles under his feet cracked, but he still struggled to hold on. The veins on his body bulged, and under the pressure of Reihom's domain, the blood vessels in his eyes began to slowly seep out. His entire left eyeball was instantly dyed red, but Reihom could clearly see the determination and clarity in his unwillingness to compromise in the blood.
"Go back and rest …"
Lei Hong suddenly retracted his pressure, and said indifferently, "Remember, there are some things you can't interfere in, and there are some rules you can't question. The empire's laws are not something you can question."
Lin Muyu's whole body was trembling, and he was panting heavily.
At the side, the Silver Star Instructor Zhang Wei patted his shoulder and said, "Foolish brat, hurry up and leave before the Head Deacon is completely enraged."
Qin Ziling also said, "Lin Zhi, hurry up and leave. Little Beansprout's matter … there will be justice in the future."
Ouyang Qiu raised his blood-stained sword and knelt on the ground. He raised his head and said, "Head Deacon, this subordinate is willing to bear all the punishment. I will personally deliver these 500 Jin Yin coins to Little Beansprout's parents."
"En, got it."
Lei Hong said indifferently, "Instructor Ouyang, you must be careful in your training in the future. I do not wish to see such a situation again."
"Yes!"
Ouyang Qiu raised his head, and his eyes met Lin Muyu's gaze. Immediately, a trace of complacency appeared in his eyes. Obviously, Ouyang Qiu killed Little Beansprout to dampen Lin Muyu's spirit. Lin Muyu dared to stand out to protect Little Beansprout, so Ouyang Qiu killed Little Beansprout to let him know who had the final say in the Divine Hall.
Lin Muyu's heart was in turmoil, anger and unwillingness mixed together. He naturally understood Ouyang Qiu's meaning, but he was completely powerless now. It seemed that his protection had harmed Little Beansprout.
Without saying a word, he turned around and returned to the secret chamber to continue cultivating.
Looking at his back, Lei Hong sighed helplessly.
… …
Evening, Divine Marquis Residence.
Zhen Fang was playing with a thin dagger. This dagger was made of pure gold, and was not very hard. It was not suitable for killing enemies on the battlefield, so it could only be used as an ornament.
"Creak …"
The door opened, and a servant walked up and said respectfully, "Little Marquis, the person is here."
"Let him in."
"Yes!"
The servant turned around to call for the person behind him. Very quickly, a thin man walked in. His eyes were sunken into his eye sockets, his cheekbones were high, and his eyes emitted a frightening light. After stepping into the room, he cupped his fists and smiled, "Zhong Sui Sui greets Little Marquis!"
"You are Zhong Sui Sui?" Zhen Fang sneered and said, "It is rumored that you are the most ruthless assassin in Lanyan City, I wonder if the rumors are true?"
Zhong Sui Sui raised his head and smiled, his eyes filled with killing intent, "Little Marquis wants to verify it?"
"Why not?"
Zhen Fang opened his hand, and a treasure sword several meters away was unsheathed with a 'keng' sound. In an instant, it was grasped in his hand, and he smiled, "Zhong Sui Sui, come, let me see if you have the qualifications to be used by me."
"Heh …"
Zhong Sui Sui sneered, and suddenly rushed forward in a flash. A sharp sword appeared in his hand, and with a light shake of his wrist, three sword flowers attacked Zhen Fang's neck, chest, and abdomen. It was incomparably ruthless!
Zhen Fang was suddenly shocked, and his martial spirit came out of his body. The thin sword in his hand flew up and down, blocking Zhong Sui Sui Sui's attack twice. However, the speed of the third attack was too fast, and there was no time to block it. He could only condense two Qi Armors together to block it!
"Pu!"
Zhong Sui Sui Sui's longsword was surrounded by a strong wind, and this strong wind actually forcefully blew open the defense of the Qi Armor. The sword blade cut through Zhen Fang's clothes, and directly pressed against his abdomen.
A trace of icy cold pain made Zhen Fang break out in a cold sweat, and he stood there, unable to move!
"How dare you, Zhong Sui Sui, you dare to harm a single hair of the Little Marquis!" The servant loudly scolded, "Men!"
At this time, Zhong Sui Sui slowly retracted his sword and smiled faintly, "I, Zhong Sui Sui, never do meaningless things. Killing the Little Marquis won't get any reward."
Zhen Fang was already drenched in cold sweat from the fright. Now that he finally calmed down, he couldn't help but be afraid and said, "Zhong Sui Shi, your swordsmanship is indeed extraordinary. I have never seen such a fast sword before."
Zhong Susui chuckled and cupped his fists. "Little Marquis is too kind. It's not that my sword is fast, but that Little Marquis has scruples. I don't have any scruples. Zhong Susui is only a level-62 Heavenly Venerate and isn't stronger than Little Marquis. Tell me, Little Marquis must have someone you want to eliminate by asking me to come here, right?"
"Yes."
Zhen Fang nodded and said, "I need you to help me enter the Sacred Hall to kill someone."
"What? Killing people in the War Saint Hall? "Zhong Sui Sui shuddered slightly.
"What, you don't dare?" Zhen Fang sneered.
"No." Zhong Sui Li said faintly, "Then I'll have to pay more. The risk of killing someone in the Sacred Temple is too great. After all, Reihom, that old man in the Sanctuary-realm, is still in the Sacred Temple. It's fine if I kill him easily, but if I get entangled, I'm afraid I'll lose my life in the Sacred Temple. Tell me, who do you want me to kill?"
"Lin Zhi," Zhen Fang said lightly.
"Oh? Are you the rumored new Gold Star Sparring Master in the Sanctum? "
"Hmph, that's not all. This person is the fugitive Lin Muyu of Cathaya City."
"So it's the Lin Muyu who killed four of the Seven Martial Saints!" Zhong Sui Sui couldn't help laughing and raised three fingers: "Little Marquis, as long as you give me this number, I promise you will see Lin Muyu's head tomorrow morning."
"30,000 Jin Yin coins?" Zhenfang asked.
"Hahahaha …" Zhong Sui Li's laughter reached the sky: "Little Marquis sure knows how to joke. I'm talking about 300,000 Jin Yin coins, not a mere 30,000!"
"What?!" Zhenfang was shocked: "A mere Lin Muyu, his head is worth that much?"
Zhong Sui Li sneered: "Cangnan Province's Governor Hu Tiening offered a bounty of 100,000 Jin Yin coins but still failed to capture this person. Moreover, more than half of the Seven Martial Saints died. Now that Lin Muyu has entered the Sacred Temple, his cultivation has increased even more, and he has the old man Reihom's protection, killing him is equivalent to putting your own head on the line. I only want 300,000 Jin Yin coins, I'm just worried that Little Marquis won't be able to take out more."
… …
Zhenfang's eyes were cold: "It's a deal!"
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