Can a Scholar Be Called a Villain

Chapter 42: Self expose

Murong Lin had a slight smile as he watched the situation unfold beneath him.

He watched as Sheng Yi ignored Murong Liu, leading the horse as he comforted Zi Lin, slowly making their way towards Sheng Guo Gong’s residence.

Bai Lao Bo spoke to Murong Lin, “Your Highness, the sixth princess’ temper has gotten better.” To him, the fact that Murong Liu didn’t start beating Sheng Yi straight away was a miracle in itself.

“Perhaps, but she might also have a plan.” Murong Lin picked up the teacup again, finishing its contents in one gulp, “It seems like I no longer have to add more fuel to the flame.”

Bai Lao Bo couldn’t understand the meaning behind his words.

Murong Lin continued to stare at the tea house, not sparing Bai Lao Bo a glance, “Go and find the source of the tea leaves in this tea house and tear out some tea leaves for me when you find the plant.”

“Yes.”

Within the valley.

It was a complete massacre.

Blood and flesh were flying everywhere and corpses were littered across every inch of the ground.

A group of soldiers dressed in armour were eagerly defending the generals at the centre, with a general holding a Dragon God Crystal in their hands.

Tens of thousands of people washed over them as if beasts from a beast wave as they attempted to besiege the soldiers.

Murong Jue stood in the centre of the crowd, staring greedily at the centre of the area as he heaved. Completely unbothered by the targets’ identities, he commanded his soldiers to march forwards and eliminate them all.

Liu clan, the Moon Fire sect, the Black River Cult, and even some members of smaller influential forces had reddened eyes from killing as they charged towards the thousand men before them.

Song Ming was on the verge of insanity.

He was one of the twenty-eight great experts under the South Village King, Ning Wei Wu, and also one of the ten great generals that commanded a troop of eight thousand soldiers and horses.

The South Village King had recently obtained a number of treasures from the remnant and immediately went into seclusion, leaving firm instructions for no one to disturb him.

And now that this had happened in this valley, the subordinates under the South Village King deliberated and made the decision of sending a few experts and soldiers to this valley. In the best-case scenario, they would find these treasures for themselves, but if they didn’t, their ultimate objective was to prevent the Murong clan from gaining the crystals. With that in mind, they occupied an entire area for themselves and started digging.

There were a total of five Manifestation realm experts and close to twenty thousand South Village soldiers dispatched to this valley, accompanied by ten thousand aids from the Black River cult. With a total strength of thirty thousand men, they dug around this area relentlessly.

Song Ming didn’t care for the Dragon God Crystals, in his eyes, they were no more than exaggerated rumours. Even if it truly was as powerful as they described, it would be nothing once the plans of the South Village King succeeded.

But, he managed to find one.

He was currently holding onto the Dragon God Crystal, and there was only shock and fear left in his mind.

The energy emitted by this crystal was far too mystical, it was undoubtedly above the Earth grade.

Or it might even surpass the Sky grade.

He was panic-stricken, if any other influential force were to seize this treasure for themselves, they might become a great threat that would whittle down the superiority of the South Village King.

He needed to protect this Dragon God Crystal and bring it to Ning Wei Wu for him to ascertain this treasure.

But he never expected these attackers to be so bold. Were they unaware of their identities as the generals of the South Village army?

Were they unaware of their backing, the South Village King, Ning Wei Wu?

How dare they?

By the time Song Ming truly understood the precariousness of this situation, the twenty thousand soldiers of the South Village army was already halved.

He quickly called for the three other experts, one of which was another general, Li Jiang Jun, and two retainers. The final expert was a member of the Black River Cult that wasn’t able to directly reveal himself.

The few thousand soldiers left were no match for the waves of crazed enemies.

They were surrounded and forced to retreat ceaselessly.

It was as if their prestige of being the South Village army held no weight.

Song Ming was full of trepidation.

At this moment, a few Manifestation realm experts had already rushed over to them.

Left without a choice, Song Ming shouted, “Jiang Tian Sheng, Liu Zhi Jie, Sun Ying, do you all truly wish to make the South Village army your enemy? Do not forget the might of our South Village King!”

Liu Zhi Ming mocked, “Hah! The greatest treasures of the remnants were already taken by the South Village King, do you really not want to yield the Dragon God Crystal to us?”

Jiang Tian Sheng had a dark expression, “Do not forget, Ning Wei Wu is nothing but a dog to the imperial court, what right do you have to resist the will of the imperial court?”

Powerless, Song Ming glanced behind him, only to see the members of his group coughing out blood from their injuries.

At this moment, Li Jiang Jun that was behind him shouted, “Hei Lao San! What are you waiting for? Come out and protect us! You are also a man under the command of the South Village King!”

What?

Even Song Ming and the other two retainers, not just the enemies around them, turned pale from fright.

Song Ming opened his mouth, wanting to say something.

But a leader within the Black River Cult’s forces a distance away revealed a strange light in his eyes as he immediately responded, “Li Jiang Jun, do not worry! I, Hei Lao San, is coming!”

He immediately turned towards the ten thousand cultists of the Black River cult behind him, “Brothers! Success is close! We are the men of the South Village King, and we must protect this Dragon God Crystal! Charge!” And immediately started his assault from the outer areas.

The group of cultists were stunned, but seeing that the third head of the house attacking and hearing that this was the will of the Black River cult, they started to attack as well.

The people that surrounded the South Village army were stunned, only barely reacting by the time they were attacked from the back and started their retaliation towards the Black River Cult’s members.

Song Ming turned towards Li Jiang Jun and roared, “Are you insane? Why did you reveal the relationship between us and the Black River Cult? Also, Hei Lao San, did he go crazy too?”

The discomposure of the Manifestation realm experts that were surrounding them quickly turned into shock as they stared at them in anger.

Jiang Tian Sheng had an expression of utter disbelief that quickly turned into fury, pointing his weapon at Song Ming, he roared, “The great South Village King was actually in cahoots with the Black River Cult! Hah! All of you deserve death!”

Song Ming responded with a bitter smile, “If I said that this was all a misunderstanding, would you believe it?”

“Die! Sight Wind Slash!” Jiang Tian Sheng immediately used his strongest move.

Left without a choice, Song Ming could only try his best.

He never expected Li Jiang Jun and Hei Lao San to expose the relationship between the South Village King and the Black River Cult like this.

And what he didn’t expect even more, was that it would be done at such a critical moment.

The situation became even more chaotic as the entire battlefield closed in. The centre of the fight were the men of the South Village army defending against a ring of enemies as the Black River Cult attacked from the outside.

These people despised the Black River Cult, who had been hunting and murdering countless travelling disciples recently, garnering resentment from countless sects.

Nearing the end of the battle, the two retainers died while Song Ming suffered from grave injuries, leaving him no choice but to retreat to Li Jiang Jun’s side.

Placing his arm over Li Jiang Jun’s shoulders, he spoke weakly, “You truly deserve to die.”

Li Jiang Jin patted Song Ming’s back, shouting as blood spewed out of his mouth, “Long live the South Village King! He will unify the country of Yan, an unparalleled existence under the heavens!”

“Pu!”

Dying, blood poured out of their mouths as Song Ming looked at Li Jiang Jun in confusion, and he then faintly saw his mouth moving, as though he was saying something.

Song Ming stared at his lips, slowly deciphering his words:

“I am the floor master, Qing Hui Lou, long live the master!”

And then, he drew his last breath.

Only then did Song Ming finally understand, the man before him wasn’t Li Jiang Jun!

That also meant that the Hei Lao San he had seen was definitely not him either.

There was a bigger scheme currently in motion that planned for the exposé of the South Village King.

And now, the South Village King had undoubtedly become an enemy of Yan.

Ruined, their plans were all ruined!

Recalling the fifty years it took for the South Village King to create this plan that was completely exposed by a shout and a battle, he felt indescribable shame.

“You!” Song Ming roared powerlessly as his body started to burn, just like the corpse of the dead ‘Li Jiang Jun’.

“Who are you?”

It didn’t take long for the bodies of Song Ming and Li Jiang Jun to become ashes, leaving nothing behind.

And the remaining Manifestation realm experts such as Jiang Tian Sheng stared at the Dragon God Crystal left the ground.

Just as Li Zhi Jie was about to open his mouth, he could hear a commotion from behind him.

Everyone turned their heads behind, only to see a beam of light flying in the air.

But unlike the last two times, there were two beams of light appearing simultaneously.

Two beams!