(. )The horizon was marked by imposing mountains, densely forested and sparsely populated. Even then, one could often see massive, ferocious beasts roaming the land.We are only half a day's journey fr..."Hua Chunqiu, Hua Chunqiu, who gave you the guts to make the Grand Palace Mistress compensate you for your divine stones"

Gong Yang Mu walked out, his steps slow and languid. His tone was dismissive, a smile playing on his lips.

When he arrived beside Li Aixi, he bowed slightly and said, "Lord Palace Master, I will handle these two incompetent cultivators from the Book Realm and Painting Realm. You are a precious gem, why bother lowering yourself to their level"

"Shepherd of sheep!"

Shu Yong and Huachun saw the arrival of the person, both their eyes sank.

Zhang Ruchen glanced at the cultivator named Gongyang Mu. This person seemed to be a Confucian and Daoist cultivator as well, dressed in clean blue robes, around thirty years old. He had two inches of cyan beard on his chin, long narrow eyes at the corners, and thin lips.

It's needless to speculate, it must be a cultivator from the Confucian world.

However, Gongyang Mu's cultivation level was significantly higher than Shu Yong and Hua Chunqiu, reaching the demigod level.

Gongyang Mu looked at the corpses of Fu Gu and Mo Yang, his face filled with sorrow. He sighed deeply: "Scholars and Daoists, first comes benevolence, then virtue. Even if they were killers, as scholars and Daoists, you should not treat their remains in this way. Where is there any righteousness to be found Where is there any morality You...truly are a disgrace to the scholar-Daoist path, a shame to the literary world."

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Seeing the hypocritical look on Gong Yang Mu's face, Hua Chun only felt nauseous and no longer wanted to speak to him.

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Gongyang Mu knew that the Warring States period scholars dared not mention the names of deities, and secretly smiled in his heart, thinking he had the upper hand. "Shuyu," he said, "I'll exchange this painting for the two corpses on the ground."

"Your paintings, I fear, are not worth a finger bone of the famed beauty." Shu Yong spoke in a frigid tone.

"It's not too late to speak after you've seen the painting."

Gongyang Mu smiled meaningfully, took out a pale purple scroll from his sleeve, and slowly unfurled it.

On the scroll, there are four peerless beauties, each with stunning beauty, lifelike and vivid.

Shu Yong recognized the four women in the scroll as the "Four Beauties of the Azure Sea" from the literary world. They were considered his nieces, a generation younger than him. Because of their beautiful appearances, they were quite famous in the heavens.

Shu Yong flicked his sleeves and let out a cold snort: "You, a junior in the art world, dare to paint me You're getting more shameless with age."

"Take a closer look." said the shepherd of the sheep.

When Shu Yong thought about something, his face changed slightly. He mobilized his spirit energy and injected it into his eyes, carefully gazing at the scroll. Immediately, his robes fluttered in the windless room, and he became enraged.

"Are you looking for death." Let me know if you have any other text you'd like me to translate!

Shu Yong stood at the center of the River of Righteousness, extending his hand to reach out and snatch the scroll from Gong Yang Mu's grasp.

Gongyang Mu's mouth twitched upwards, he held a painting scroll in one hand and pressed it with the other.

He felt a surge of densely packed characters appear in his palm, and lines of cosmic rules manifested between them.

>>ons of spiritual energy from each of the white-robed cultivators in this line. Each one was extraordinary and undoubtedly a Great Spiritual Master.At the very front, there was an elderly man with a fo...