Chapter 73

**Slap!**

Li Yunxiao broke a long bamboo stick with one hand from the corner of the roadside, and impaled Yu Zixian's head on it, like a string of meatballs, a shocking sight!

"This bamboo stick will be called the Hundred Heads Pole. Let's see how many heads will end up hanging on it."

"Zzz!"

All the scholars turned pale and shivered with cold! Even Yu Zixian, one of the three great sages, could be killed and impaled without a blink, so killing these so-called talents would be even easier than squashing ants.

Yan Jin and Gongsun Rang were stunned on the spot, feeling a sense of unreality. Their companion, who was still reciting poetry and enjoying the night on the Qinhuai River with them yesterday, was now just a humble corpse, his head hanging high on the bamboo pole.

Li Yunxiao, holding the bamboo pole, walked to Yan Jin and said coldly and emotionlessly, "I'll give you three breaths. Shout it out!"

Yan Jin trembled all over, mustering his last bit of courage and gritting his teeth, he said, "A scholar can be killed but not humiliated. Even if I die today, my name will live on! You may be得意一时, but you will be cursed for a thousand years!"

Li Yunxiao ignored him and simply counted, "One!"

This "one" hit Yan Jin like a hammer, making him tremble uncontrollably. Although scholars have principles, who can truly hold their ground in the face of life and death? He felt that the three breaths were as long as a hundred years, but when Li Yunxiao said "two," it felt too short.

"Two!"

He trembled violently again, his eyes filled with complexity and fear, his lips trembling, almost losing his mind.

"Three!"

As "three" was spoken, Li Yunxiao's indifferent expression remained unchanged, but the killing aura around him suddenly rose. The Taiyin Cold Sword hummed out, and a cold light flashed in the sun. Yan Jin felt a sharp pain in his eyes, looking at the blurry head on the bamboo pole, it seemed to turn into his own. The last bit of his resolve crumbled like a dam breaking.

"Ah! No, don't kill me! I don't want to die, I don't want to die! Young Master Yun, I was wrong, I was wrong, please spare me!"

His spirit completely broke, and he knelt down in front of Li Yunxiao.

The other scholars and students all covered their faces and wept bitterly, crying out loud.

The Taiyin Cold Sword rested on Yan Jin's shoulder, and Li Yunxiao said coldly, "Recite it!"

"Recite it?" Yan Jin lifted his head, trembling, and looked at the red words on the banner. He immediately burst into tears, as if letting go of all his stubbornness, and cried, "Kong Renyi is a false benevolence, a real bastard. Sob, sob, sob~"

All the scholars turned away, feeling deep sorrow. Confucianism's five constants emphasize respect for heaven, earth, ruler, kin, and teacher. Regardless of whether Yan Jin could save his life today, the act of insulting his teacher would be enough to make him lose face for the rest of his life.

Li Yunxiao, satisfied, said, "Good, that's more like it." His sword rested on Gongsun Rang's shoulder, and he said coldly, "What about you?"

Gongsun Rang also lowered his head in pain, but he was more straightforward than Yan Jin, and cried, "Kong Renyi is a false benevolence, a real bastard!"

"Ha, good! You've become much smarter after eating my shit! These false benevolences and false righteousness are nothing in front of this young master!" Li Yunxiao's face turned cold, and he pointed at the other scholars and said coldly, "Within three breaths, anyone who doesn't shout will die!"

A chilling coldness emanated from the Taiyin Cold Sword, instantly enveloping everyone's hearts. The sky seemed to darken, and the clear sky turned overcast, making everyone feel extremely oppressed!

"Say it, I'll say it!" Finally, someone broke down, crying and cursing, "Kong Renyi is a false benevolence, a real bastard."

Once the first person broke the ice, and with the three sages already speaking, the others had no more reservations. After all, life was more important!

Curses filled the air.

At that moment, everyone in the Li family estate was stunned, thinking they had heard wrong. They were originally cursing the Great Lord, but now they were cursing Kong Renyi? After confirming it was true, they ran to report to Li Baifeng.

Li Chunyang and Li Xian were also stunned, unable to believe it even if they saw it with their own eyes. These scholars and sages, who revered the sage as their spiritual pillar, were now cursing Kong Renyi. This completely overturned their understanding...

Li Yunxiao frowned and said, "Why are you cursing so unhappily? I don't want to hear anyone unhappy. Now, all of you must curse happily and loudly! If anyone cries or doesn't laugh, they will be killed!"

Everyone sucked in a cold breath, stopped their crying, and started laughing, "Ha, Kong Renyi is a false benevolence, a real bastard, ha, a real bastard, hahaha!~"

Li Chunyang fainted again!~

Li Yunxiao finally smiled and said, "That's more like it!" He waved to Li Xian and handed him the Hundred Heads Pole, saying, "Take this group and walk around the capital three times. Remember the points I just said. Anyone who violates them will be killed without mercy! Hang their heads on the pole! I want to see how many heads are on it when you return."

All the scholars and students trembled and shouted loudly.

Li Xian raised the bamboo pole and led the group, starting a grand procession through the streets.

Soon, the entire capital was in an uproar, and everyone came out to watch. For a moment, everyone in the capital heard the scholars shouting loudly.

"Ha, Kong Renyi is a false benevolence, a real bastard! Ha, hahaha!~"

Li Baifeng was calmly drinking tea in the estate, thinking it was just a group of scholars protesting outside. As long as they didn't break in, he was safe, and everything would be resolved when the old man returned.

"Fourth Master, Fourth Master," a servant ran in.

"What's the rush? 9527," Li Baifeng put down his tea and asked, "Did they break in?"

9527 hurriedly said, "No, Fourth Master, they are cursing Kong Renyi outside, saying he is a false benevolence and a real bastard, and they are cursing happily."

"What?"

Li Baifeng was stunned. He took a sip of tea, put it down, and thought, "This is too strange. Let's go out and see! Call all the guards of the Li family!"

When they nervously opened the gate, they saw Li Chunyang and Li Yunxiao standing there.

Li Baifeng was surprised, "Old, Old Master? Yunxiao? You're back, where are those scholars?"

"Hmph, useless waste!"

Li Chunyang looked very angry, kicked Li Baifeng aside, and walked in. Li Yunxiao smiled and followed.

Li Baifeng was confused and wanted to follow, but Li Chunyang shouted, "You stay here, go clean the entrance, don't follow me and Yunxiao!"

The old and young man went directly to the courtyard and entered the secret room.

Li Baifeng, with a group of servants, came to the entrance and saw the ground and walls covered in blood, and two headless corpses, a shocking sight. He thought, "Did the old man lose his temper and kill all the scholars? Where are the bodies? Where did they go?"

After Li Yunxiao entered the secret room, Chen Dasheng was still asleep. He checked his condition and frowned, "Worse than I imagined, but it doesn't matter. Since I'm here, he won't die even if he wants to!"

Li Chunyang watched nervously as Li Yunxiao gave Chen Dasheng a pill and asked, "How long will it take for him to wake up?" He knew Chen Dasheng's current state, the longer he was unconscious, the worse it was, and he needed to stay awake as much as possible.

Li Yunxiao smiled, "He's already awake."

Sure enough, Chen Dasheng slowly opened his eyes, saw the people in the room, and smiled bitterly, "Fainted again, lucky to wake up, I wonder if I'll have such good luck next time."

Li Yunxiao said, "Try standing up."

Chen Dasheng looked at him as if he were an idiot, bulging his eyes, "Stand up? I haven't stood for five years..." Suddenly, he stopped, his face showing a strange expression, his eyes full of shock!

"My, my legs have feeling!" He said excitedly, "Kid, how did you do it?"

Li Yunxiao smiled, "Actually, it's simple. You were poisoned by extreme cold. Sun Zongzheng only knew how to refine the Yang Nourishing Pill to supplement you, which only treats the symptoms. To cure it, you need to neutralize the cold and remove the poison. My Mystic Fire Pill can dispel the cold and drive out the poison, but it's only second-grade, so it's not enough. You also need the utmost Yang energy to assist in healing."

As he explained, Chen Dasheng used his hands to support himself and stood up from the wooden tub, slowly letting go of his hands.

Li Chunyang, fearing he would fall, rushed to support him, but Chen Dasheng hugged him, trembling with excitement, and cried, "Brother, after so many years, I can finally stand up again!"

"Good brother, good brother!" Li Chunyang was also very excited and hugged Chen Dasheng tightly.

For five years, while Chen Dasheng suffered, Li Chunyang also endured great pain.

Chen Dasheng wiped away his tears and said happily, "Brother, you really have a good grandson! I'm so envious!"

Li Chunyang smiled bitterly, "This kid, this kid..." He found it hard to describe his grandson, and suddenly sighed, "If I had told him about you earlier, maybe you wouldn't have suffered so much."

Chen Dasheng laughed, "I'm already happy to be able to stand up again. I have no other desires."

Li Yunxiao smiled, "In a few days, Old Master Chen will lead the army east, so you can't be so depressed."

"Lead the army east?" Chen Dasheng was stunned, then laughed, "Ha, you're really joking." He pointed to his head, "My military days are over, I can only recall them here!"

Li Yunxiao smiled, "How about we make a bet?"

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