Realizing This Is A Wuxia World After Cultivating For 300 Years Chapter 38 – The Sun on the Finger

Translator: Henyee Translations  Editor: Henyee Translations

Monk Hui Shi went on another killing spree.

If he had this monastic discipline.

There was a reason why martial artists who condensed True Qi were called Minor Grandmasters.

The power of True Qi far exceeded the so-called internal energy and astral energy. It circulated faster, and the martial techniques were more agile. One could even use some special martial techniques.

For example, Flame Saber, Frost Palm, Raging Fire Fist, and so on. True Qi could create high or low temperatures to achieve the effect of these special martial techniques.

Now Monk Hui Shi was doing just that.

He waved the steel saber in his right hand and executed a brilliant saber technique. He accurately slashed the neck of every Huang family private soldier, and their heads flew into the sky.

His left hand was not idle either. As he circulated his True Qi, his palm had already turned red, as if there was a raging fire burning in it. It imprinted on the heart of a Huang family's private soldier and shattered his chest on the spot, burning his heart.

This was one of the 81 ultimate skills of Lotus Flower Monastery, the Buddha's Fury Heart Palm.

In the blink of an eye, more than a hundred Huang family soldiers died under Monk Hui Shi's saber.

When the smoke and fog from the explosion dissipated, Master Huang was horrified to find that he was already surrounded by corpses.

Even the dozen or so private soldiers in refined iron armor did not survive. Some had their heads directly cut off, while others had their heads smashed from the front.

After all, even if it was refined iron armor, it could not defend against everything. The neck and face were the greatest weaknesses.

“How dare you!” Master Huang was frightened and confused. This was a scene he had never imagined.

“Die!” Monk Huish turned to Huang Shishan. The saber flashed in his hand, ready to strike.

“Ah! Grandpa, spare me! Grandpa, spare me!” When Master Huang saw the saber light, he broke down and knelt on the ground, kowtowing and begging for mercy.

“Stop!” Lu Zhengming grabbed Monk Hui Shi's wrist and did not let the saber cut down. He said in a low voice, “Don't kill him first. Take him back and await the County Lord's punishment.”

Monk Hui Shi paused, then nodded. “All right.”

“Thank you, Grandpa! Thank you, Grandpa!” Old Master Huang kowtowed, thinking that he had really been spared.

“Heh, don't thank me yet. Who knows? You might wish you were dead later.” Lu Zhengming sneered.

…

The Huang family had been raided!

The newly appointed county magistrate sent people to rush into the Huang residence and suppressed the Huang family with iron-blooded methods.

Almost all of the Huang family's private soldiers were dead. The rest were also detained in the dungeon, waiting for their orders.

Even Old Master Huang had been arrested!

The news spread like wildfire through the entire Juhe County.

It immediately caused a huge sensation.

Most people's first reaction was disbelief.

That was the Huang family, that was Old Master Huang!

In the past hundred years, who had dared to touch the Huang family?

Not to mention dealing with the Huang family, even if they were the slightest bit disrespectful towards them, they had to be prepared to die without a burial ground!

Now, they were actually suppressed!

How was that possible!

However, when more and more people arrived at the Huang family mansion and saw the collapsed walls, the blood that had yet to be cleaned, and the empty houses, they had no choice but to believe it.

This mountain that had been pressing down on the people of Juhe County for nearly a hundred years was finally pushed down.

Many wept with joy, and some fainted directly on the ground.

The entire Juhe County fell into a frenzy because of the Huang family's destruction.

Countless citizens rushed to the entrance of the county office of Juhe County. The entire street was blocked as the people knelt on the ground and kowtowed almost crazily.

“Lord Heaven! It's really Lord Heaven!”

“Kneel and thank Lord Heaven! The heavens have opened their eyes. When the County Lord comes, there will be clear skies!”

…

Two days later, in the county hall.

Zhao Guang reported to Cui Heng helplessly and happily, “County Head, this is already the third wave of citizens who have come to kneel and thank you. The hearts of the citizens of Juhe County are all with you. Sweeping the Huang family away is really a meritorious deed!”

“Yes, treat these people well.” Cui Heng nodded slightly and smiled. “If the conditions allow, you can actually advise them. They just have to give thanks in their hearts. There's no need to come over and kowtow.”

He was in a very good mood right now.

The amount of love he had gained from wiping out the Huang family was too great.

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The red color that symbolizes joy on the Golden Core had already risen to five points, and it was still growing. It would probably reach six or even seven points soon.

The white that symbolizes love had also reached four points, and was likewise growing.

At the same time, the black color that symbolizes evil and the green color that symbolizes fear has also increased. However, the increase was not as big as the previous two. They only increased by a little more than a point.

However, because the green color that symbolizes fear was already three points, adding this point, it was also four points.

Apart from grief and anger, the light of the other five emotions was steadily advancing toward the small target of an inch.

This also made his Golden Core's spirituality grow more and more clear. He could clearly feel the improvement in his cultivation.

Moreover, they had also seized a huge amount of antiques from the Huang family.

Just as Cui Heng had expected, such items with a civilization foundation and a certain age could indeed be converted into System currency.

He had gained a total of 89 currency points!

It was more than what he had converted in the tomb of King Lu!

“County Lord, Huang Shishan and the rest of the Huang family are already imprisoned in the cell. How should we deal with them next?” Lu Zhengming walked over and asked.

“We will deprive the Huang family of all their assets. In a few days, we will hold a complaints assembly at the county government office and hold a public trial for the Huang family.” Cui Heng tapped the table gently. “Let's start with Old Master Huang Shishan.”

“Complaints assembly, public hearing?”

Lu Zhengming and Zhao Guang looked at each other, not quite understanding what this meant.

“It's to capture the Huang family on stage and gather the people and let them voice out about how they have been persecuted by the Huang family all these years,” Cui Heng explained. “The results of the public trial depend on the results of the complaints.”

“That's a good idea. It can let the people vent their resentment and let everyone know how detestable the Huang family is.” Lu Zhengming clapped and cheered. “County Lord is wise!”

“The Huang family is hated by everyone. If we openly hold a complaint assembly, will the angry citizens directly beat them to death?” Zhao Guang thought of a situation.

“If they're dead, so be it.” Cui Heng smiled. “Those people deserve to die.”

“Indeed.” Zhao Guang nodded in understanding. “County Lord is wise.”

“By the way, during the complaining process, you can also record the victimization of different people,” Cui Heng reminded him. “Next, you have to distribute all the Huang family's assets and land. You can use the complaints as a reference for an actual investigation to decide how much farmland to distribute.”

“County Lord, are you really going to give all the Huang family's assets and land to the commoners?” Lu Zhengming asked uncertainly. Beside him, Zhao Guang also wanted to say something but hesitated.

“That's right,” Cui said with a nod. “Distribute them all. Don't leave any.”

Lu Zhengming and Zhao Guang bowed at the same time. They were even more convinced that Cui Heng was an Immortal who wanted to accumulate merit and ascend.

“Alright, there's no need to be so high-profile. You may go.” Cui Heng waved his hand and smiled. “Call Hui Shi in. I have something to ask him.”

“Yes, County Lord!” Lu and Zhao took their leave.

Monk Hui Shi had now shed his uniform as head of the constable squad. He was wearing a monk's robe and looked benevolent.

He arrived in the lobby and bowed respectfully. “Greetings, County Lord.”

“Have you copied down the martial techniques?” Cui Heng asked.

“I've finished copying.” Monk Hui Shi took out three books from the sleeve of his monk robe and handed them over respectfully. “County Lord, this little monk hasn't mastered all 81 techniques yet.

“Therefore, I only copied the 58 techniques I learned, as well as the two internal cultivation techniques, the ‘Life and Death Formless Technique' and the ‘Great Lotus Immeasurable Technique'. They are all secret techniques of the Lotus Flower Monastery.”

“Alright.” Cui Heng nodded and picked up the book that had been copied from Lotus Flower Monastery. After scanning it a few times, his gaze paused slightly on the Buddha's Fiery Heart Palm. He was deep in thought.

Then he suddenly raised his right hand and pointed a finger.

Buzz!

The void suddenly emitted a violent trembling sound. A surging heat wave erupted without warning, sending Hui Shi flying on the spot.

At the same time, an extremely bright flame bloomed between Cui Heng's fingers, causing the surrounding space to become distorted.

At this moment, Hui Shi felt as if he was seeing a sun rising from Cui Heng's fingertips!

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