Chapter 368: Great Evil, Great Good

That battle.

A great fire burned Mang Mountain to the ground. The Southern Barbarian army of one hundred and fifty thousand was completely wiped out. That final, world-shaking explosion caused the entire canyon to collapse. Countless falling rocks crushed the Southern Barbarian soldiers.

Only twenty thousand men managed to escape from that canyon, but they were soon all annihilated by the Longyan Army.

This was a war of annihilation.

And it was an unprecedented, near-flawless war of annihilation.

The entire Longyan Dynasty was in an uproar upon receiving the military report from Chuan Shu.

This Prefect Liu...

Why is he so fierce? Wherever he goes, he wins. Could he truly be an ever-victorious general?

Fire burning Mang Mountain...

One hundred and fifty thousand, completely wiped out!

Many people felt suffocated just hearing it. That was an army of one hundred and fifty thousand, yet this Prefect Liu did not even give them a chance to fight a pitched battle, nor did he give them a chance to surrender.

It is just one word.

Kill.

It is just one word.

Die.

Contemporary Sage?

Is this a Contemporary Sage?

Regarding Liu Zheng's battle results this time, a widespread debate immediately arose within the Longyan Dynasty. Some said that this battle, by annihilating the Southern Barbarians, displayed the might of the Longyan Dynasty, and the Southern Barbarians would be unable to fight again for at least a dozen years!

However, there were still those who came out to attack Liu Zheng.

Heaven has the virtue of cherishing life; although these Southern Barbarians are savages, our Longyan Dynasty should show magnanimity and provide them with education. To annihilate all one hundred and fifty thousand is truly the act of a Human Butcher!

Contemporary Sage?

Human Butcher?

When these two extremely contradictory titles clashed violently, Liu Zheng and his party were already on the road back to Shuzhou.

A great victory!

The army returned in great triumph, high-spirited along the way, with the common people lining the road to welcome and see them off; the scene was incomparably spectacular.

"This Prefect Liu..."

Pei Yanran was completely convinced by this time, and she smiled bitterly again and again.

He seemed to have appeared for only a short day...

And he decided the outcome of this great war.

Could she compare to him?

Or could Murong Che in Jiangzhou compare to him?

"You, you, you, you, what are you saying?"

Luo Huo jumped up in fright.

The Scout knelt on the ground and cried out, "Great King, Agutuo and his army of one hundred and fifty thousand have been completely wiped out; not one, not a single one escaped!"

The entire place buzzed with noise.

They were stunned.

Everyone was stunned.

Especially Luo Huo, who staggered back three steps, dizzy, and stammered, "This, this, this, how is this possible? Impossible, impossible!"

He was still fantasizing that Agutuo's army of one hundred and fifty thousand could wipe out some of the Chuan Shu army, and that way, both sides would suffer heavy losses, and he, currently holed up in Jiangzhou City with his one hundred and fifty thousand, could do whatever he wanted in Chuan Shu?

It was precisely because of Agutuo's army of one hundred and fifty thousand that he dared to be so arrogant toward Jia Shu today, so regardless of diplomatic etiquette...

Murong Che was also stunned upon hearing this.

Listening to the Scout's account of the fire burning Mang Mountain? They were all burned alive? He could not help but gasp, his scalp tingling.

Heavens, this Prefect Liu is truly a bit too ruthless!

"Good!"

Just then, the silence of the crowd was broken by a wild laugh from Jia Shu. He laughed heartily: "Good, the Young Master is divine and martial! Once the Young Master appears, gods and demons retreat! What are mere Southern Barbarians compared to him?"

"Good!"

"Prefect Liu!"

"Young Master Liu!"

His shout immediately ignited the emotions of the Jiangzhou commoners, who shouted one after another.

"Great King..."

Murong Che was dripping with cold sweat and hurried to Luo Huo's side, saying, "Great King, this... this Jia Shu must absolutely not be killed!"

Luo Huo's mouth also twitched.

Isn't that so?

Now that Agutuo's army was gone, he had truly become an isolated force... and looking at this Prefect Liu, who killed one hundred and fifty thousand people in one night without even blinking, would he care if the Jiangzhou commoners were frightened by his threats?

Thinking of this, he immediately jumped up, hurried to Jia Shu's side, and laughed loudly: "Ahahaha, Longyan Messenger, how was the program I prepared for you? I was just testing the courage of you Longyan people, I didn't really want to kill you!"

Huh?

Others heard this and cursed him for being shameless in their hearts, but they still followed along with smiles and nods.

Following that, a group of people began to heap praise upon Jia Shu.

"He has courage!"

"A hero indeed!"

"Quick, quick, quick, untie Lord Jia!"

Compared to the murderous aura from just a moment ago, at this moment, Luo Huo suddenly turned into an obedient rabbit, trotting along eagerly, and even hurriedly called for a physician to treat Jia Shu's wounds.

Jia Shu's legs nearly went weak, causing him to kneel on the ground, but he managed to hold it back.

Facing death...

Was he truly not afraid?

No, he was afraid. He was scared to death!

But he knew he could not show it. In the process of such negotiations, the weaker you appear, the more they will bully you. But ultimately, the toughness of your negotiation mainly comes from the hard power behind you.

If Prefect Liu wins.

Then he has the confidence.

If Prefect Liu loses.

Then he will surely die without a doubt.

Very quickly.

Jia Shu, who had just been on the verge of being executed by slow slicing, once again became the guest of honor for this Southern Barbarian army.

This change was so fast, and the slap to the face so painful, it was truly unique.

Murong Che.

At this moment, he still had not recovered from the shocking news. He just stared blankly like that, watching this group of people untie Jia Shu, treat him as an honored guest, serve him fine wine and meat, and heap praise upon him.

One hundred and fifty thousand...

Great fire.

Annihilation.

Not a single one left...

Prefect Liu?

Murong Che took a deep breath, and he could not help but clench his fists tightly.

Suddenly.

A flash of inspiration struck his mind.

What is Great Good?

What is Great Evil?

What is good and evil?

What is a chess piece, and what is the chessboard?

This Contemporary Sage is also the Human Butcher. And this Human Butcher, could he also be the Contemporary Sage?

Is it a conflict?

Is it a contradiction?

Murong Che, this Wangbei observer, this chess piece.

Suddenly saw the light.

He seemed to have finally grasped some of the ways.

For the first time in these days, a pleased smile finally appeared on his face.

He even wanted to cup his hands toward the direction of Shuzhou to thank Prefect Liu for his guidance.

He glanced at Jia Shu, his footsteps becoming much lighter, and he followed that group of people to begin fawning and flattering.

Wangbei Academy.

"Clang, clang, clang, clang..."

On those steps that towered into the clouds, the melodious sound of a bell rang out again.

Following that.

The bell sound changed from melodious to urgent.

"Clang, clang, clang, clang!"

The Wangbei observers distributed throughout Liangshan were all startled once again.

Something happened again?

Another major event?

"Clang, clang, clang, clang..."

"Wu-character, horizontal nine, dead end, reversal! Great Good!"

What?

Everyone who heard this had their expressions change.

A few days ago, was this Wu-character, horizontal nine not judged as Great Evil? That Great Evil would have brought about the endless pursuit of the Academy! Yet today, it suddenly changed from Great Evil to Great Good?

This...

What on earth happened?

In all these years, Wangbei Academy had never experienced such a heart-stopping, shocking change.

Who is it?