Fellow Daoist! That scoundrel has written a new book again.

Chapter 283 Choice

This person is very strong.

Zhu Wuyao made a judgment after just one glance.

Since they were able to get to this point through their own abilities, it is unlikely that they came for the purpose of "stealing".

The whispers in front of the teaching hall quieted down a bit.

Everyone turned their gazes to see what Zhu Wuyao would say.

The visitor was extremely straightforward and got straight to the point:

"I've heard you're a despicable person who got to where you are by stealing other people's fortunes?"

This is what gives Zhu Wuyao the biggest headache.

Those with differing intentions are nothing to fear.

But those who genuinely believe the rumors, and who are honest and meddlesome, are the real headaches and difficult to deal with.

Don't you feel ashamed?

I don't think so.

I only feel ashamed that I cannot forcefully suppress rumors and can only use some means to resolve them.

I would only feel ashamed for letting rumors run rampant and for you people to point fingers at me because my cultivation is still shallow.

Zhu Wuyao certainly knew that when faced with such an upright person, he should defend himself. If he could clarify the reasoning, the crisis would naturally be resolved.

There are many wicked people and few good people.

There's a saying: "If you gamble on the good in people's hearts, you'll lose nine out of ten times; but if you gamble on the dark side of people's hearts, you'll win every time."

There have been lessons learned from this.

Since they've decided to make something of themselves "profitable," they're determined to stick to it.

She said:

“I am too poor in talent. At a normal pace, it would take me more than ten years to make any progress. Since there is a shortcut, why should I go the long way around? What does it matter if I steal luck or if it is despicable?”

As Zhu Wuyao was speaking, he suddenly realized that he didn't have enough lines.

She recalled what Senior Sister Gu had said when she came to ask her questions years ago, and immediately applied it to this, continuing:

"With power, I can roam freely across the world. Who would dare to easily judge my good and evil? I'll be so strong that everyone will be speechless, so strong that I will be the only one who reigns supreme. Wouldn't that be wonderful?"

Upon hearing this, a flicker of disgust crossed the person's eyes, mixed with a hint of astonishment, as if they hadn't expected this—

How could there be such shameless people in this world!

But he's not the only one here.

There are even more people.

The surrounding onlookers immediately erupted in uproar, and one cultivator stepped forward angrily, shouting:

"You have no ambition whatsoever. Is it right to resort to any means to improve your strength? Even if you are less talented, you shouldn't act like this. Even if you can overpower everyone, even if you achieve great things, even if you have an endless lifespan, you will still be endlessly lonely!"

Zhu Wuyao sighed inwardly. Xu San'er's choice of a shill was truly spot-on.

The expressions on everyone's faces varied—he had overwhelmed everyone else, achieved the Great Dao, and possessed limitless lifespan…

If the price is only boundless loneliness, then this boundless loneliness is as vast as the sky and the sea.

"Hmph! You 'Fallen Leaf Inviting Autumn' brazenly, do you dare accept my challenge?!"

"Don't dare."

Zhu Wuyao refused with exceptional decisiveness, and continued:

"If you're so capable, then make your move on me right now. You want to uphold justice in your heart, but you're afraid of rules and regulations. All you can do is shout here."

"They probably know my reputation is bad these days and are deliberately coming here to try and gain fame!"

The cultivator before him was immediately ignited by these words, and he summoned his magical artifact, roaring:

"I, Gong Changming, will come today to see if you are strong enough to silence everyone!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a powerful golden light shot straight at him. He was indeed a straightforward and bold person. He was provoked into attacking immediately after just a few words.

He drew his bow but had no arrow; he used spiritual power to strike.

Zhu Wuyao had anticipated this. She stepped back, turned sideways, and drew her sword from behind her to block in front of her.

Another archer was named Ying Mang. Her arrows were not only extremely fast, but they could also automatically track the enemy. Even if she avoided a direct confrontation, Zhu Wuyao still dared not be careless.

As expected, just as it was about to reach him, the arrow changed direction and still aimed straight at Zhu Wuyao.

The bow and arrow had already created some distance.

This kind of magical weapon is good at long-range attacks. Just as he drew the bowstring again, intending to launch a second spiritual arrow, suddenly, a powerful pressure came down.

Gong Changming's expression changed slightly, and there seemed to be resentment in his eyes.

But he could only give up and watch as his attack was blocked by Zhu Wuyao.

But Zhu Wuyao's expression wasn't too good either.

Not only because the arrow that struck her forced her to retreat dozens of steps, but also because—the enforcers of the Star-Picking Tower truly did not stop it for her.

They even tacitly approved of Gong Changming's attack.

When she made this decision, she had already guessed the attitudes of all parties.

Gong Changming, a reckless and upright man, will surely come looking for trouble with her.

Even if she tries to fight the rumors and clear her name, these people will still dislike her because "vested interests" cannot claim innocence.

Therefore, his position must be revoked no matter what.

To eliminate one strong competitor.

In this way, he could deter the other upright and powerful people, preventing them from becoming tools for Shen Xun to use against him.

leftover.

Kind and weak people are not to be feared, but those who are not so kind will inevitably have the idea of ​​"stealing luck" in their hearts.

Even if Gong Changming were to intervene, she wouldn't be expelled from the Star-Picking Tower, not only because she didn't intend to truly pursue the matter, but also because—

Zhaixinglou might not have been unaware of this; it was she who provoked him to make a move.

Zhu Wuyao couldn't figure out the attitude of the person truly in charge of the Star-Picking Tower.

But just now, she realized what was going on.

Zhaixinglou felt he had gone too far.

It's not that this plan is impossible, but her remarks just now were suspected of misleading the public about the Star Tower, and "stealing luck" is a crooked path, even if those who should know know that this is not true.

But she admitted it in public.

If this is publicized, it will tarnish the reputation of Zhaixinglou.

This is Zhu Wuyao's third scheme—

If public opinion is in uproar, and Zhaixinglou disapproves of her actions, or if they cannot withstand the pressure, then they should investigate. If Zhaixinglou is afraid of damage to its reputation, then they should endorse her, post notices to clear her name, and quell the rumors!

But just now, Zhaixinglou let Gong Changming's attack go unchecked.

This is just a warning.

Seeing the enforcers from Zhaixing Tower take Gong Changming to solitary confinement, Zhu Wuyao knew that this third layer of scheming was probably ruined.

But she achieved two goals: deterring those who wanted to harm her and making those who were interested in her ask for her help.

Zhu Wuyao remained silent for a moment, then turned and left.

A second person appeared before her—Xiao Qingyu.

"I used to accept defeat at your hands, but now it seems like a stain on my reputation. Zhu Wuyao, I look forward to fighting you again."

No, even without all that has happened today, those who are competitors would still be competitors.

The number might even be greater.

Zhu Wuyao glanced at him, stepped aside, and continued walking forward.

A third person appeared before her—Tang Xin.

Tang Xin stood in front of her and handed something back to her: a wooden hibiscus flower used for symbolizing kinship.

Zhu Wuyao took the things.

Tang Xin wanted to say something, but in the end she didn't say anything and turned to leave.