C1 (2/2)

”After the new year, in three months time the Elementary Scholar examination will begin. With my current calligraphy skills, how am I supposed to take the Elementary Scholar examination?”

Thinking of this, Di Chen became very anxious.

The Elementary Scholar examination was a grand occasion that happened once every five years in Thousand Autumn Dynasty.

The Thousand Autumn Dynasty was well-cultivated and talented, with a lot of talented people and a lot of powerful people. Every time it came to the Elementary Scholar examination, the competition would be extremely intense. At that time, there would be close to a hundred thousand students from the different regions of Ling'an City participating in the assessment.

If Di Chen also mastered his calligraphy well, with the knowledge he had now, he was confident that he would be able to get one of the top ten Elementary Scholars. At that time, his status would skyrocket and he would no longer have to endure the cold in the wood house that was full of wind.

With the Thousand Autumn Dynasty's strength, even an Elementary Scholar was not someone to be trifled with.

”But my calligraphy isn't good enough. I'm sure I won't be able to get into the top ten. What should I do?” Di Chen's brows furrowed into the shape of a square, showing his worry.

”If I could learn martial arts, then it wouldn't be so troublesome. I could just directly take the martial arts exam.”

Di Chen sighed.

A martial cultivator had a powerful body. They would soar into the sky and flee into the ground. With a wave of their sleeves, the heaven collapsed and the earth caved in, and they would steal another's life.

These scholars were far from comparable to the weak ones.

However, Di Chen had read a rumor in a ancient book. It was recorded that there existed an extremely powerful scholar in the world who was able to read and become a saint.

This rumor made Di Chen yearn for it, but this rumor was too far away and he had no way to verify it.

Di Chen wasn't sure whether or not reading would make one a saint, but even after all these years of studying, he still didn't have that kind of feeling.

”Seventh Young Master, I've finally found you.”

He turned to look in the direction of the voice and saw a silver white haired old man running towards him. With a head full of sweat and an anxious expression, he moved extremely quickly, and in the blink of an eye, he was already in front of him.

”Uncle Qiu, why have you come?”

Di Chen supported the old man who was gasping for breath, who almost fell down, asked doubtfully. This old man was Uncle Qiu, who served him and dressed well. Ever since his parents had mysteriously disappeared, only this old man in the entire Di Family considered him to be the son of the Di Family.

”Seventh Young Master, something terrible has happened. Duo'er is dead.”

”What? Duo'er is dead?”

Di Chen's head trembled, his face was full of disbelief, didn't he see that she was still alive and kicking yesterday?

Shuang'er was one of the servant girls that served Di Chen in the past. She had a meticulous care and concern for Di Chen, and she was as close as a neighboring older sister. It was just that some of the Di Clan's people who held great power had been transferred to his big cousin Di Long's side to work.

”Uncle Qiu, how did Bian'er die?” Di Chen asked in a trembling voice, his heart in pain.

”It's the eldest young master.”

Uncle Qiu's eyes turned blood-red. He gritted his teeth and said, ”Eldest Young Master's lust is well-known, but I didn't expect that he, with his many wives and concubines, would actually do something as vile as rape. After being raped by him, Duo'er fell into a trance and committed suicide by taking poison. ”

”What, Di Long, you bastard, you will die a horrible death.” Di Chen roared in anger, causing the surrounding people to be alarmed, they all looked over at him.

”Uncle Qiu, let's return to the estate.”

Di Chen ignored the gazes of the surrounding people, shouted at Uncle Qiu, and ran towards the Di Residence.

”Seventh Young Master, don't be rash. We can't beat Eldest Young Master!”

Uncle Qiu followed behind Di Chen. When he saw Di Chen leaving in a hurry, he became anxious and could not help but regret telling Di Chen about the matter so abruptly.

The tall buildings circled around and occupied the center of Ling'an City, towering into the clouds.

The Di Family was divided into the east, south, west, north, and middle five pavilions.

The old man became more and more agitated as he spoke, even tears began to fall from his eyes.

Hearing that, Di Chen stopped in his tracks, he remained silent for a long time, then turned and spoke to the old man: ”Uncle Qiu, don't worry! I won't be impulsive, I'm just going to Di Long's place to see if I can bring Gemini's body back to us for burial. ”