[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-the-unorthodox-sword-of-ming":3,"chapter-the-unorthodox-sword-of-ming-the-unorthodox-sword-of-ming-chapter-150":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"chinese","The Unorthodox Sword of Ming",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":19,"prevChapterSlug":20,"totalChapters":21,"novelImage":22},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":15,"volume":16,"translator":17,"content_hash":18},2337355,4570,"Chapter 150: Guess Right First Time","the-unorthodox-sword-of-ming-chapter-150",150,"\u003Cp>“That’s because your son is inferior in skill—he struck first, so naturally we must ask the most innocent victim first.” Wang Feiyin pushed back past Zhang Zi.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wang Feiyin didn’t know the full details, but seeing Pan Yun and the others seated cross-legged beside Cui Huai, he immediately knew they were allied; upon hearing Lin Jingle say Cui Huai was the first victim, he guessed most of what had happened.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Regardless of who was at fault, based on his understanding of his own child, even Pan Yun would never initiate bullying.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The person lying there looked severely injured—surely they had done something to enrage Pan Yun terribly, otherwise why would she strike so hard?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dai’s father looked up and glared at him. “Who the hell are you? What’s it to you?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I’m the teacher of the victim. Who are you? What’s it to you?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I’m Er Gouzi’s father!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wang Feiyin: “He doesn’t go by Er Gouzi anymore. He’s now Dai Yong—he became a Daoist priest. Do you even know what ‘becoming a priest’ means? It means severing worldly ties. The moment you sent your child away, he ceased to be your son.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Moreover, judging by his facial features, his familial bonds are thin, his kin are cruel and unkind, all connections are shallow—what kind of affection could you possibly have?” Wang Feiyin said. “So this matter has little to do with you. It concerns me—I am their teacher after ordination. I am the legitimate family member.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You you you...”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Me me me—what about me? Don’t cry like you truly care for this son. If you’d raised him properly and cared for him until he woke, I’d believe you truly loved him.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Your own beating left our child unconscious, his mind ruined, and now you say we don’t truly care for him...”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lin Jingle grew angry—this was the Criminal Law Hall, not a marketplace for brawling. He was about to interrupt their pointless quarrel when Wang Feiyin spoke: “You’re after money, aren’t you?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lin Jingle held his tongue, continuing to suppress his anger and listen.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You’re full of shit! No amount of money can bring back our son’s life! If you can save him, we’ll sell everything we own!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Good!” Wang Feiyin shouted loudly. “That’s what you said.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He stepped forward, circled Dai Yong once, pried open his eyelids, then touched his head and body.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Dai family couldn’t tell anything, but everyone present who had studied elixir arts could faintly see a thin layer of qi swirling around Dai Yong—they knew Wang Feiyin was performing inner observation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>How did the ancient sages come to know about acupoints and meridians?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Precisely because the ancient sages could perform inner observation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Daoist physicians could not only observe their own internal condition but also observe the patient’s internal state—though achieving this required profound cultivation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wang Feiyin examined Dai Yong’s entire body, paused thoughtfully, then smiled at the Dai family: “To save his life is difficult, yet not impossible. But it will cost dearly. I can revive him—but when he wakes, he’ll remain forever like a seven- or eight-year-old child, never growing up.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Dai family stared wide-eyed. “You can really save him? Don’t you just boast? The Daoists all said Er Gouzi became a living corpse—he’ll never wake again. Isn’t a living corpse just a dead man?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“They can’t. But I can,” Wang Feiyin said. “Don’t believe me? Ask them—do they believe I can?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Dai family immediately turned to Lin Jingle, who nodded: “Others might be boasting, but Master Wang possesses genuine skill. If he says he can revive him, he can.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Dai family’s hearts sank. Dai’s eldest son tugged his father’s sleeve and whispered, “Father...”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dai’s father snapped back to himself and shouted: “My healthy child was beaten into this state by you—now he’ll wake up as a fool? No! I won’t accept it! Living in such agony is worse than dying!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dai’s eldest son immediately said: “Exactly! If he becomes a fool, we’ll have to care for him for life. Are you going to just shrug it off after your academy’s hands are clean? Never!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“An eight-year-old child can care for himself, obey, and understand things. Aside from being less intelligent, he has no other flaws—why is that unacceptable? Isn’t it better than death?” Wang Feiyin said. “If you reject him, leave him here. The academy will care for him for life. After all, he’s already ordained—he’s no longer connected to you.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Dai family leapt up as if their cat’s tail had been stepped on. “How isn’t he our son? He’s our Dai family’s child!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Shut up!” Lin Jingle, who had been watching silently, finally snapped. He infused his voice with inner strength, making everyone’s ears ring and hearts tremble—the crying Dai family fell instantly silent.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wang Feiyin was adept at reading faces. Seeing Lin Jingle’s anger, he immediately stood and stepped aside, quietly watching the show.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He’d already laid his bottom line: he could revive the man and ensure his lifelong care.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thinking of the money he’d have to spend on the healing, Wang Feiyin glanced at Pan Yun.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Pan Yun had been waiting for his gaze. The moment he looked, her eyes instantly filled with tears, glistening as she stared at him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Miao Zhen and Miao He also stared with tear-filled, excited eyes at their master and senior disciples.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They hadn’t expected the senior disciples to actually come. Only heaven knew how panicked they’d been when Pan Yun and Cui Huai were brought to the Criminal Law Hall—they’d nearly begged their senior brother for help again. Wang Feiyin shot Pan Yun a silent glare, then gave Miao Zhen and Miao He a reassuring look, turning his attention back to Lin Jingle’s case.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lin Jingle spoke solemnly: “This is the Criminal Law Hall. Everything follows its rules. Everyone is equal. If you don’t wish to listen, leave now.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Dai family lowered their heads, not daring to speak again, occasionally sniffing softly, looking pitiful.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But Wang Feiyin had just pointed out Dai Yong’s thin familial ties, and everyone who knew Dai Yong knew the Dai family came every few months to demand money.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dai Yong’s meager earnings were almost entirely drained by his family, repeatedly hindering his cultivation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He followed Nong Zhiyi to bully others and secretly accept bribes precisely because he had no resources for cultivation and was haunted by a bloodsucking family.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Cultivators quickly regained their reason. Now everyone watched the Dai family weep coldly, unmoved.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even Nong Zhiyi, lying nearby, wore a blank, emotionless face, utterly unmoved.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After crying for a while and seeing no effect, the Dai family gradually fell silent.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lin Jingle still had Cui Huai speak first.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>!. read\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Cui Huai had only just awakened yesterday. He’d seen no one until today, when he met Pan Yun and the others, so he knew nothing. Now he looked utterly bewildered: “I don’t know why they beat me. I finished my lessons and was heading back to my dorm to sleep when suddenly they rushed out and attacked me.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lin Jingle asked: “Do you know them?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Cui Huai immediately shook his head. “I don’t know them. We’re not even in the same year, let alone the same dorm—how could I know them?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Can you recall what techniques they used?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Cui Huai said: “I don’t remember. Five of them beat me alone. Their cultivation and martial skill were higher than mine. After a while, I remembered nothing.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He turned to look at Pan Yun. “At the time, I couldn’t see anything. I only vaguely saw Sister Pan flying toward me. After that, I remember nothing.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lin Jingle turned to Pan Yun. “What were you doing before the incident?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“It was getting dark. I was about to return to Fengqi Courtyard to rest,” Pan Yun said. “Before that, I was chatting with Senior Brother Zhou Wangdao.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Standing beside her, Zhou Wangdao immediately said: “Yes. We parted just two qing before the incident.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lin Jingle narrowed his eyes. “What were you talking about?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhou Wangdao: “Sister Pan was asking me about the academy’s regulations.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lin Jingle: “Didn’t you tell her the academy forbids students from fighting each other or engaging in private duels?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhou Wangdao lowered his head.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Pan Yun immediately said: “I didn’t need Senior Brother Zhou to tell me. The moment I entered the academy, I knew that rule, Master Lin. I didn’t fight them—I acted to save Cui Huai.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her eyes slowly filled with tears. Under everyone’s gaze, tears fell one by one, like pearls striking her palm. Soon, her face was drenched. “I was terrified. I saw Cui Huai lying on the ground, limbs sprawled, one man sitting on him pounding his head, the other four kicking his body. His limbs were limp—he didn’t resist at all. I—I thought he was dying. Master Lou, I truly thought he was going to die...”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lou Tong, beside her, expressionless, said: “Based on Cui Huai’s condition when brought here, if help had come even slightly later, he would have died. His internal organs were bleeding, limbs broken, three ribs shattered.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lou Tong grew angrier with every word, his gaze burning toward Nong Zhiyi and the others.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lin Jingle remained unmoved, his face unreadable. He continued: “Fengqi Courtyard isn’t in that direction. Witnesses saw you sprinting straight there with clear intent. How did you know Cui Huai was in danger?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Pan Yun said: “Cui Huai is my friend. Recently, I gave him and Xuan Li each a Peace Talisman. When the talisman shattered, I sensed it. I didn’t know someone was bullying him—but I knew he was in danger. As a friend, sensing a friend’s peril, I naturally rushed to help.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Cui Huai remembered. He immediately looked down at his robe. “Yes! I recall now. When they attacked, they kept missing me. At the time, I felt warmth in my chest. Now I see—it was the Peace Talisman.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lin Jingle turned to Zhou Wangdao.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhou Wangdao stepped forward, pulled a cord from around his neck, its end tied to a small sachet. He removed it and handed it to Lin Jingle.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lin Jingle opened the sachet and saw the talisman inside had turned to ash. His gaze sharpened. “This talisman is...”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I drew it,” Xuan Miao looked up, meeting Lin Jingle’s eyes directly. “I drew it. I used her blood. Is there a problem?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>(End of Chapter)\u003C\u002Fp>",1730,"2026-06-20T22:03:57.478Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","5b90103cad80ce05a2b210f5a96b3dd5c7eb4de220409e6ee10ea7a7a3fce4ee","the-unorthodox-sword-of-ming-chapter-151","the-unorthodox-sword-of-ming-chapter-149",1000,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fthe-unorthodox-sword-of-ming-cover.jpg"]