The Broad Dharma Bureau, the Hall of Bright Judgment.
After killing Wang Sheng, Wang Lang immediately drove his qi backward through his inner sea, gravely injuring himself. He declared that once he had settled his household affairs, he would willingly enter prison, seal his own magic power, and labor at the Mining Grounds for a year, thus accounting to the Imperial Court's laws.
The hearing was drawing to a close.
With matters having come this far, Hai Fengming no longer pursued Wang Lang's offense. In Great Xuan, the contention of a hundred schools was both a blessing and a curse.
Although the Divine Dynasty's mediation had eased some conflicts by seeking common ground while preserving differences, fierce disputes remained in certain areas. Their principles were utterly opposed, and each followed its own path: Legalists expounded legal principles, Confucians preached Confucian teachings. Thus, the laws were not set too rigidly.
Wang Lang had seized precisely this loophole.
Hai Fengming could not press him further. Being unforgiving simply because he was in the right could easily backfire. He was already satisfied that Wang Sheng had paid for his crimes with his life. Besides, in this world, the strong ultimately reigned supreme, and the fairness of the law rested upon the fist.
Wang Lang left.
The many spectators dispersed.
The Qi Refining cultivators present rose and departed.
Hai Fengming offered Xuanxu a Legalist salute and said warmly, "Magic power is easy to cultivate, but guiding one's true heart across is difficult. This time, it was True Person Xuanming's words that awakened me and allowed me to recover my original resolve. Please convey my gratitude when you return to the mountain. One day, I will certainly climb it myself to offer my thanks."
"You are too kind, my lord. Walking through mountains and forests,