Can a Scholar Be Called a Villain

Chapter 57: 3 on 1

Naturally, chamberlain Wan was no longer chamberlain Wan.

He was secretly ambushed by the members of the Qing Yi Tower and replaced by the floor master Qing Nan Lou two days ago when he had left the residence for some errands.

And despite his strength, duke Sheng hadn’t noticed a thing as he remained in closed-door cultivation in the past few days.

As such, it wasn’t a surprise that no one else had noticed it either.

Surprised by what had just happened, the eyes of everyone present bulged as they remained silent, not knowing what to say.

‘Chamberlain Wan’ slowly crawled up from the ground, with a pale complexion and blood and pieces of his internal organs dripping out of his mouth.

Putting on a righteous expression, he spoke, “Everyone! Sheng Yi Fei is the cult leader of the Blood Spirits! Do not let him fool you!

The parishioners of the Blood Spirits are all hidden in the duke’s manor! I have investigated everything!

After years of concealment, I have finally succeeded in what I’ve set out to do! Now, I can die in peace.”

And he died the moment he finished speaking, collapsing to the cold ground.

The hearts of the crowd that witnessed the sacrifice of the righteous ‘chamberlain Wan’ were slightly moved.

Even Murong Lin, who was seated in his rocking chair a distance away, almost jumped out of his chair.

Tang Can’s eyes were red as he clenched his fists, staring at the corpse next to him.

As a Tang sect member, he only needed a glance to know that ‘chamberlain Wan’ was beyond saving. His tendons and bones were completely shattered and he had undoubtedly experienced tremendous agony before his death.

This was a truly righteous man!

The people of the Blood Spirits deserved to die!

Die!

Without saying a word, Tang Can threw out a hidden weapon dart.

And with this dart being shot out, it signified the start of the great battle.

Wang Ren Mei and Murong Liu retreated as the Manifestation realm experts of the four great clans advanced, surrounding duke Sheng.

Sheng Yi watched the situation unfold in a daze, not knowing what to do.

In his memories, chamberlain Wan was a loyal man to the duke who had sacrificed his own life to protect his father and himself.

But now, he had launched a secret attack on his father?

And he spoke those absurd lies with such an awe-inspiring tone?

He almost even doubted his own father.

Barely regaining his senses by the time the battle had begun, he quickly retreated with Zi Lin, protecting her.

Zi Lin looked at the fight with confusion and fright, shrieking, “Brother Yi, what is going on?”

Sheng Yi smiled bitterly, “Something terrible is happening.”

He hastily explained the problem with Zi Lin’s bloodline and its connection to the Blood Spirits.

Zi Lin’s complexion turned deathly pale almost instantly.

She didn’t know that she had actually committed such a foolish act.

And that she brought harm upon duke Sheng.

She swiftly grabbed onto Sheng Yi’s hand, stuttering, “Then what do we do? I just wanted to surprise you!”

But just as Sheng Yi was about to comfort her, loud sounds came from the manor behind him.

Turning around, close to a thousand people charged out from the manor. They were dressed in red robes, with bloodied hands and hateful eyes, they bellowed, “Protect the cult leader and the young master!”

Sheng Yi was stunned.

Everyone was stunned.

Even Murong Lin was smiling as he watched the chaos unfold from afar.

He had originally arranged for the Blood Spirits to be situated in a house near duke Sheng’s residence, but he hadn’t expected them to tunnel into his backyard under chamberlain Wan’s management.

This had created the absurd situation that was unfolding right now, where close to a thousand of the Blood Spirits’ parishioners were rushing out of the duke’s residence.

The eyes of everyone that were watching the sight of these men running out turned red in anger.

Wang Ren Mei and Murong Liu looked at duke Sheng in disbelief.

And the man himself, Sheng Yi Fei, had a stupified expression as he cursed inwardly: Damn it! What is going on?

Sheng Yi hastily surveyed his surroundings in a daze, trying to find the person he had wanted to see.

By this time, the thousand Blood Spirits’ parishioners had already arrived before them.

The four blood paladins knelt at Sheng Yi’s side, “Young master! Let us retreat for now!”

Sheng Yi wanted to beat them to death.

His expression was deathly pale.

No matter how stupid he was, he knew that this matter was definitely connected to Murong Lin.

This might even be a scheme hatched by both Murong Liu and Murong Lin, with the goal of framing him. After accomplishing their goal, they could conveniently rid themselves of their connection to the Blood Spirits.

And now, no matter how much he explained himself, no one would believe that Murong Lin was the true cult leader of the Blood Spirits anymore.

What a great plan!

How vicious!

He looked towards the four blood paladins, they were currently charging madly towards the experts of the four great clans.

No one knew if they had used forbidden medicines or used some kind of secret technique, but they were capable of barely contending against the experts of the four great clans as they burned away their blood essence.

The hundreds of Blood Spirits cultists charged towards the enemies madly, and then, they self-destructed.

The streets were dyed with fresh blood, enough to form a river as a blood mist enveloped the air, causing the scent of blood to waft in their noses.

But this wasn’t an effect of an item that Murong Lin purchased from the system shop.

This was the absolute control he had over his subordinates after attaining the Manifestation realm.

After all, the members of the Blood Spirits cultivated the 《Bloody Heaven Art》, and the person that had imparted them this cultivation method only needed to circulate 《Lifelessness Law》to dull their rationality and could then control them as he wished.

As of right now, they were nothing more than puppets on a string.

They were moving according to Murong Lin’s will as he sat comfortably in the building a distance away.

At this moment, duke Sheng was fighting against the dozens of Manifestation realm experts that had surrounded him.

The Manifestation realm experts unanimously released their Manifestation transformations.

A giant tiger the height of a three-story building, a fire-breathing python, a mystical eagle, a silver wolf capable of smashing the earth, a demonic flying fish with incredible speed……

All kinds of Manifestation transformations were summoned, bombarding the duke with their strongest attacks.

By now, the injury that was caused by ‘chamberlain Wan’s’ surprise attack had long recovered.

But he remained wary as he dealt with his opponents, swinging his fists fiercely.

《Magnificent World Fist Technique》!

This was an Earth grade fist technique that the duke had created himself, and with his cultivation at the Sky Reaching realm, he could display an even greater might using this technique.

It instantly sent the weaker Manifestation realm experts flying.

He didn’t bother explaining himself any further.

As the veteran prime minister of the third dynasty, he was well aware of the trepidation and determination the four great clans had against him.

He shouted, “Old thief Xue! Ignorant Wang! Come out, the both of you! Stop hiding!”

The dozens of injured Manifestation realm experts surrounded him yet again, staring at him with prudent eyes.

Sheng Yi Fei slowly took out his spiritual artifact from his bag of holding, it was the lower Sky grade Strategy Fan.

With a moderate wave of his fan, five of the surrounding Manifestation realm experts and close to a hundred experts from the four great clans were reduced to ashes, vanishing from this world.

And during this attack, three human figures materialised in the street in a flash, pouncing towards the duke.

It was the great ancestors of the Xue clan, the Wang clan, and the Liu clan.

While the three ancestors were only at the first layer of the Sky Reaching realm, they were people who had accumulated decades of combat experience. Skilled in scheming, they had all kinds of trump cards in their deck.

Throwing out an attack with all their strength, they each aimed at the three weak points on Sheng Yi Fei’s body.

One of them attacked the three acupuncture points at the right side of his head, the other at the seventh vertebrae at his back, and the last aimed for the point three fingers beneath his belly button.

The three figures were incredibly swift, displaying their strength at the Sky Reaching realm as they dashed to the duke’s side in the blink of an eye.

Danger!

Sheng Yi, who watched from the side, hurriedly called out for his father, “Father! Be careful!”

With a slight grin, Sheng Yi Fei’s body twisted as his Manifestation realm descended from the skies.

It was a three-legged golden toad.

It towered at the height of a two-story building, with large bulging eyes and a body covered in golden stripes.

Opening its mouth to scream, it created an invisible blast wave that pushed back the three great ancestors instantly.

The three were visibly shocked, shouting, “Impossible! The second layer of the Sky Reaching realm? How could you possibly be at the second layer of the Sky Reaching realm?”

The Sky Reaching realm, true to its name, allowed the cultivator to commandeer the winds, but it also had an incomparable distinction between each layer.

In an instant, the sure-kill ultimate attack that the three of them had prepared was nullified.

And currently, Sheng Yi Fei was displaying the might of the second layer of the Sky Reaching realm.

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