My Wife Is A Sword Immortal
Chapter 241 - 196 No, I Refuse

Chapter 241: Chapter 196 No, I Refuse

A debate on Confucianism? Winning by accident?

The crowd exchanged glances, many of them twitching their mouths unconsciously.

That ’accident’ of yours was indeed too careless.

If you were a bit more careful, would you have left Teacher Tao with only his underwear?

However, although speechless, they were no longer too shocked by Zhao Rong’s response.

Because the shock just now was big enough, it had significantly raised their expectations.

Afterward, even with some outrageous responses, they would try to believe them.

Therefore, now, with this answer, most people on the scene had a feeling of "it should be like this" and "so it is."

They had already vaguely guessed two possibilities before.

One was that Zhao Rong might be similar to Ji Qianyi, a direct descendant of an ancient family not known to the world, and even with a deeper background than Ji Qianyi. After all, looking at Ji Qianyi’s expression now, he was obviously shocked as well, guessing that he could not make such an act of casually giving away the East Coming Purple Energy, giving away some Ascending-level poetry was okay, but giving away a divine object that could improve the quality of a Golden Core?

Even with someone intimate, one would consider it again and again, and they had to be lower in priority than oneself.

Who would just give it away without saying a word?

The other possibility was that Zhao Rong might be an unrevealed True Man, looking unremarkable but actually having the same status as Teacher Tao, ranking shoulder to shoulder, perhaps even superior... Everyone had been mistaken.

Liu Kongyi stared at Zhao Rong, blankly. Now it seemed, she could categorize him as the latter. If what this man said was accurate, then...

He had won in the debate on Confucianism against a Nascent Soul Realm gentleman Daoist from Jixia Academy.

Her eyes slowly narrowed.

Even though he seemed to be just an Ascending Realm Confucian Scholar on the surface, yet being able to win said a lot more than a thousand words, in the mountain’s Cultivation World, practicality mattered, winning meant winning, losing meant losing, no excuses or sympathy, the victor takes it all!

Speaking of which, did he also know Teacher Tao? Could the two of them be close acquaintances?

As Liu Kongyi’s thoughts ran wild, she found herself increasingly desiring a son-in-law.

Liu Kongyi couldn’t help but sneak a peek at Zhao Lingfei.

May I ask, Sister Lingfei, where did you find him? No worries, I’m just purely curious.

Her smile immediately turned warm and gentle, her eyes bright, her voice soft as she began to speak.

Her tone carried a woman’s unique admiration for a man.

"Master Zhao, about the Zhongnan Country’s debate on Confucianism that you mentioned, could you please elaborate on it? Although, surely the topics you and Teacher Tao discussed must be profound knowledge that we cannot understand, but if we could comprehend some aspects of the great debate between the two schools of Confucianism, it might benefit our Great Dao cultivation. We still have time, and the gathering is lengthy, if Master has no pressing matters..."

"Sorry, no."

Zhao Rong directly interrupted with refusal.

Liu Kongyi was stunned, nearly choked.

In her view, these men should quite enjoy the admiration and patient listening from women, especially from beautiful women.

Who wouldn’t want to be adored and cherished by a fairy-like lady? Liu Kongyi had always found this approach very effective.

In the past, Liu Xianzi, who had always been the center of attention, was bluntly snubbed, and the Taiching Prefecture residents and Academy scholars witnessing this scene mostly had strange expressions, especially some of the female residents, who subtly curled their lips. Of course, many men also looked displeased, yet they dared not show anger towards Zhao Rong, as they hadn’t fully understood his background; the achievement of defeating a Daoist gentleman was still too shocking.

But their anger, whether it was genuinely for Liu Kongyi’s sake, or secretly filled with envy, jealousy, and hatred towards Zhao Rong, was unknown.

Zhao Rong gave a light cough, feeling his tone might have been too impolite, but he really didn’t want to stay and say more, after all, Zhao Rong had actually obtained two streaks of East Coming Purple Energy, and there was another streak of "Inaction" with Gui, initially prepared for Qian’er...

If Qing Jun found out about the other streak of "Inaction" Purple Energy and questioned him, how would he explain?

Zhao Rong then spoke again in a gentle voice, "I’m sorry, Fairy Liu, and all my fellow senior brothers and sisters. Since you are Qing Jun’s senior brothers and sisters, you are also mine. I’m very sorry, but yesterday I had arranged to meet Qing Jun for something..."

Zhao Rong turned his head to look at the lush bamboo forest beside him and the distant, serene mountains. Zhao Lingfei had already returned to his side, tilting her head up and staring unblinkingly at his profile.

Zhao Rong smiled and reached out to hold her hand, the white Jade Token held tightly between them, snug against their palms. The spirited "Purple Silk" gently wrapped around their hands.

Fair hands, Mutton Fat Jade Token, Purple Silk.

He felt nothing in his grasp but a comforting softness.

Zhao Rong said softly to the people around, "Hmm, despite it being autumn, this place still holds the beauty of spring. I plan to take Qing Jun to wander in the garden. We will meet another day, farewell."

Having said this, he gave an apologetic smile to Li Jinsu and the other senior brothers, who nodded back at them with smiles.

Zhao Rong and Zhao Lingfei began to move, stepping towards the exit.

The onlookers watched the pair with complex expressions, especially noticing their intertwined hands where "Purple Silk" was joyously swirling around, binding its two masters together.

Most of them were already at the Heavenly Will Realm, soon facing Core Formation, and were quite envious of the East Coming Purple Energy.

Yet, no one dared to act, nor did anyone even consider having such thoughts.

Because.

She was Zhao Lingfei.

Even neglecting the tough challenge of her own abilities, just the external obstacles alone—inside and outside Taiching Prefecture, countless powers were watching over Zhao Lingfei’s growth.

Moreover, they were not wild cultivators who lived by the sword; this place was not an anarchic land outside the law.

Taiching Prefecture encouraged competition, but it had to be within the rules. Some red lines must never be crossed, not to mention the regulations of Youlan Prefecture and Du You City within Du You City, and the Tianya Sword Pavilion built overseas, facing north, overseeing Yizhou from its mountainous perch—Du You City was right under its scrutiny.

Who would dare to act rashly?

On the field, as Zhao Rong and Zhao Lingfei were about to leave hand in hand, the Residence Students had their diverse thoughts.

Meanwhile, at the Academy, the situation was different.

Du Yifu had been keeping an eye on Liu Kongyi all this time, and now, seeing her gaze still intently fixed on Zhao Rong’s departing figure.

He turned his head, his eyes narrowing as he stared at Zhao Rong...

Ye Ruoxi shifted her gaze from the "Purple Energy," observing Zhao Rong’s upright figure, her expression distracted, and whispered to Li Jinsu beside her, "Zhao Gongzi just arrived at your academy, right? It seems he’s another promising ’Reading Seed,’ just like Sister Lingfei. He’s only seventeen, huh? What’s with that expression?"

Curious, Ye Ruoxi took a closer look at Li Jinsu.

His brow furrowed, his expression grave. Seeing her look, he sighed softly, "It’s nothing."

Li Jinsu watched his junior brother’s retreating figure, his brow filled with worry.

Standing out too much, in his view, was not a good thing. Over the years, at Taiching Prefecture and Linlu Academy—places where talents from Yizhou gathered—Li Jinsu had seen too many such cases. The speed of making and breaking gods was too fast. Of course, not all were the same; some prodigies simply couldn’t dim their brilliance. However, being above others could attract criticism, and it might be better to keep one’s abilities hidden, especially for a Confucian Scholar.

He would definitely have to discuss today’s events with his teacher later.

Li Jinsu thought to himself.

Just then.

Among the crowd quietly watching the pair leave, suddenly, a loud voice called out.

"Junior Brother Zhao, please wait."

From afar, Zhao Rong and Zhao Lingfei stopped in their tracks and turned around to look.