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In front of Prime Minister Qin’s Residence, the silence was like the spring breeze that passed through the long street.

Everything happened too suddenly. No one expected that Qin Qianqiu would be frightened out of his wits by An Le’s righteous sword qi, cut off his Spirit Refinement cultivation, and fall to the ground.

Even the powerful cultivators’ advisors in Prime Minister Qin’s Residence could not react in time. It was mainly because Qin Qianqiu had the Vajra Bell, which was a third-grade Buddhist Dharma treasure of Lanke Temple.

Even Luo Qingchen, who had broken through the fifth realm, could not break through the defense even if he went all out. An Le was only at the second or third realm now, so how could he break through the Vajra Bell?

However, Qin Qianqiu still suffered a calamity. An Le’s sword qi actually ignored the Vajra Bell of Lanke Temple and burned Qin Qianqiu’s mind like a brilliant sun, cutting off the resentment and evil intentions in Qin Qianqiu’s heart.

It directly damaged Qin Qianqiu’s mental power and lowered his Spirit Refinement cultivation!

In Prime Minister Qin’s Residence, a powerful mental power swept up angrily, but it was quickly suppressed.

Using mental power in front of the three Headmasters of the Literary

Department was simply a clown’s act.

“This is the righteous sword qi. Young Master An did not take the initiative to slash it. Instead, Young Master Qin had ill intentions towards Young Master An and wanted to use dark and evil methods to deal with or even harm Young

Master An. Therefore, he was sensed and slashed by the righteous sword qi.”

Third Headmaster Wang Banshan said calmly.

His words were absolving An Le.

An Le had triggered the righteousness of the Literary Monument in front of everyone. Now, the Literary Department treated An Le as a real treasure and wanted to hold him in their hands. They even wanted An Le to join the Literary Department, so they naturally had to speak up for An Le.

Previously, Prime Minister Qin thought that An Le had cheated. Qin Qianqiu even spread this rumor wantonly in the streets of Lin’an Prefecture, wanting to slander An Le. He wanted to use public opinion to destroy An Le.

All of this happened because of the Confucian scholars on the Literary Music

Ranking of the Literary Department. They were like villains who were jealous. The Third Headmaster naturally could not let An Le suffer anymore.

The mental power that rose from Prime Minister Qin’s Residence was immediately suppressed. Third Headmaster’s mental power was like a huge mountain, making that existence unable to rise at all.

First Headmaster Zhu Huoxi did not watch coldly from the sidelines. He also released his mental power, which was as vast as an abyss, causing the mental power in Prime Minister Qin’s Residence to stop and be suppressed.

As for the Second Headmaster, his expression was complicated. After all, he was good friends with Qin, so he could only choose to watch from the side.

However, it was enough for the First Headmaster and Third Headmaster to release their mental power.

Everyone looked at Young Master Qin, who was sitting in front of his mansion with a pale face. All of them revealed sneers and disdain.

It was obvious that the gossip circulating in the streets that slandered An Le must have come from this Young Master of Prime Minister Qin’s Residence. He was the one who spread the rumors and added fuel to the fire.

His actions were like a small person, his thoughts were sinister and vicious, and he felt guilty. That was why his mental power was severed by the righteous sword qi which was as brilliant as the sun.

Ever since the Qin Residence’s Young Master was pressed into the Vajra Bell by Luo Qingchen and beaten up like a turtle, there was now another round of jokes.

In front of his residence, he was scared out of his wits by An Le’s sword, and his evil thoughts were cut off. His Spirit Refinement cultivation fell from Shedding Mortality and returned to the Embryonic Breath.

He originally wanted to use rumors to weaken An Le’s morale and hinder his cultivation path.

Instead, he had caused himself to suffer a calamity and his mental power had fallen to the Embryonic Breath Realm. He had really gone for wool and come home shorn. It was extremely laughable.

After dinner, the nobles of Lin’an Prefecture would probably have another topic to talk about.

Wang Qinhe, who was defeated by pure strength when he challenged An Le, fought openly. However, Qin Qianqiu’s Spirit Refinement Realm crumbled under the sword qi. The difference was too huge.

However, everyone also understood and saw the difference between a true genius and an ordinary cultivator.

On Jing Street.

An Le didn’t even look at the disheveled Qin Qianqiu.

What was righteousness?

A Sage once said, “It’s Qi. It’s extremely strong and unyielding. It’s harmless when being nurtured, but it’s the child of heaven and earth.”

Righteousness was an honorable power that needed to be nurtured with an upright temperament. Those who held righteousness naturally had a powerful mental state. It was like the sun hanging in the sky. Under its illumination, the darkness and evil spirits would have nowhere to hide.

Therefore, An Le naturally looked down on Qin Qianqiu, whose heart had been cut by the righteous sword qi.

It was precisely because he had ulterior motives that he was targeted by the righteous sword qi.

So what if the other party was Prime Minister Qin’s son?

The nobility of one’s identity did not necessarily mean that one was upright

and righteous in their actions.

Holding the empty wine pot and carrying the Green Mountain and Ink Pool Sword at his waist, the righteous sword qi dissipated. It was like a gust of wind that blew around his body, bulging the young man’s white clothes and wide sleeves.

An Le chuckled, his voice echoing on the long street like a spring breeze.

“Those who abandon me can leave forever. Those who mess with my heart will face my fury…”

“Not everything in this world can go my way. Therefore, I’ll step onto a boat and sail away for a carefree life.”

His clothes fluttered in the wind, making him look like a romantic warrior or a carefree poet.

He walked out of Jing Street step by step and stepped onto the long street again.

The onlookers could not help but move aside to make way for him until the young man disappeared into the crowd.

The ink bamboo that surrounded Prime Minister Qin’s Residence disappeared bit by bit like a dream, leaving only a bamboo sea painting lying quietly on the long table.

Everyone knew that after today, An Le’s name would definitely spread everywhere. He would no longer become famous just because of ink bamboo’s painting. His reputation would be as brilliant as the righteousness of the sun.

Everyone in the world knew about it..