"I understand, this matter has nothing to do with you!"

After understanding the cause and effect, Feng Bingwen's expression softened considerably. The gods had already fulfilled their duties, and perhaps this young master Li was able to force himself on the ghost king's maid because he borrowed the power of these gods and spirits.

"Mr. Feng, are you going to get involved in this matter?"

Judge Wen secretly breathed a sigh of relief, but seeing Feng Bingwen's appearance, he still asked him a question. If the other party really wanted to interfere in this matter and start a conflict with the Wuding Ghost Kingdom, the court should make preparations as soon as possible.

"No, I won't interfere!"

Feng Bingwen shook his head. He had originally planned to help the other party out of respect for his kind and virtuous father, but after learning the whole story, he had no intention of intervening. "Those who do evil will not live," that's the saying for this kind of person.

"Li Shaohong's death is imminent. Please observe, sir. People from the Ghost Kingdom are quite different from wandering ghosts in the mountains."

Upon hearing that Feng Bingwen would not interfere in the matter, Wenpan felt a sense of relief and immediately made a request.

Although the Kingdom of the Unstable Ghosts follows the rules, it is still a ghost kingdom after all. Ghosts are naturally inclined to eat flesh and blood, love yang energy, and hate living things. If they lose control, there will inevitably be trouble. If this sage is there to watch over things, nothing will happen.

"Um!"

Feng Bingwen glanced at the judge and nodded in agreement.

Although I don't intend to save anyone, I still want to see the spectacle. Besides, the old man of the Li family should also think of a way to make amends, as he can't let the family line die out.

"In that case, I shall take my leave!"

Judge Wen revealed a look of joy, bowed slightly, and then stepped down, slowly fading into the air. Although there were many passersby, none of them noticed that a ghost or deity had manifested there.

After seeing the ghost leave, Feng Bingwen turned and headed towards the Li residence. He passed through the walls and entered the rooms as if nothing was there to stop him. Soon he arrived at the backyard and found the worried old master of the Li family.

"Your son is beyond saving!"

Feng Bingwen, not wanting to waste his time, revealed himself directly in front of the old man and spoke bluntly.

"Um?"

Master Li, who was sitting in the main seat in the back hall with his eyes closed in deep thought, waiting for the steward of the front courtyard to select the truly accomplished master, was suddenly startled. He looked up and saw a young man in brocade robes looking at him with a sigh.

"May I ask who you are?"

As a renowned philanthropist, the patriarch of the Li family was well-informed and experienced. Even when faced with unusual events, he remained calm and composed after a moment of panic, scrutinizing the young man who had suddenly appeared before him.

With an upright posture, elegant demeanor, and ethereal grace, he appears young, yet commands respect.

"I was just a passerby. Today, I saw that the yin energy above your residence was lingering and I went inside to take a look. I understood the reason and originally intended to leave. However, I saw that you, sir, have been doing good deeds and have accumulated merits. Therefore, I couldn't bear it and decided to make some compensation!"

Feng Bingwen replied gently, "For the richest man in the city to have a heart for doing good deeds, regardless of what he seeks, is already quite rare. There is no need to delve into the rest."

"What about that lightning strike just now?"

The old master of the Li family immediately realized what had happened and couldn't help but recall the lightning that had fallen from the sky without warning. As if struck by a sudden inspiration, he blurted out the question.

"I lured it down; it was just a brief experiment."

Feng Bingwen nodded in agreement.

"I am but a mortal, Li Guangyuan, and I do not recognize the true immortal before me. I beg the immortal's forgiveness!"

When Mr. Li, who was over fifty years old, heard Feng Bingwen admit it, his face showed excitement and joy. He immediately stood up and was about to kneel down.

"What is this for?"

Feng Bingwen frowned, waved his sleeve, and stopped the old man from kneeling.

"Please, immortal, save my child!"

The old man of the Li family pleaded desperately, as if he were a drowning man grasping at a straw.

Over the past year, although he had paid a hefty sum to meet many truly skilled masters, none of them could have entered his home so easily as this young man, and even summoned lightning with a flick of his wrist. His demeanor was no different from that of the immortals in the stories.

"It's beyond saving!"

Feng Bingwen shook his head. Although this Mr. Li had done good deeds, he had truly failed in educating his children, raising such a lust-driven son.

loubiqu.

The only consolation is that this spoiled brat didn't harm ordinary people, but instead set his sights on ghosts. Unfortunately, he provoked a powerful ghost he shouldn't have.

“Immortal, you are merciful. I am over fifty years old and have only this one son. Even if he has a thousand faults, I am willing to give up all my wealth to save his life.”

"The outcome is irreversible. Mr. Li, please accept our condolences and prepare for your funeral."

Feng Bingwen spoke up, and seeing that the old man was about to lose his luster, he quickly added,

"However, since you have done good deeds and accumulated merit, now that I have appeared, I will naturally not let you have any worries about having no descendants."

"I fell ill from overwork in my early years, and now I am old and frail, my energy and blood are failing, and I no longer have the ability to work!"

Master Li shook his head in anguish. If that were the case, why would he have spent all his wealth to save that lecherous brat? It would be a disgrace if word got out, and he would have wanted to expel him from the family register.

"It's alright, it's just a depletion of vital energy, I can replenish it for you!"

Feng Bingwen said that he would not save the son of this kind man. Even if he did, given the boy's character, it was only a matter of time before he got into trouble again. It would be better to let him go to the Ghost Kingdom to live a peaceful life, and also to put an end to the old man's hopes, so that he could focus on cultivating his new account.

"This old man thanks the immortal for his grace!"

Li Guangyuan was startled upon hearing this, but then overjoyed. Most of the worry on his face disappeared. As long as he could regain his fertility, everything would be fine. Although he had lost his eldest son, he could still wholeheartedly raise his own children.

"No need to thank me. This is the result of your good deeds and acts of kindness. Otherwise, I wouldn't be here."

"This old man will remember the immortal's teachings and will spare no expense in the future to help the poor and needy!"

Old Master Li was a shrewd man. After understanding the reason for this opportunity, he immediately gave his assurance.

"good!"

Feng Bingwen nodded slightly, pointed a finger at Li Guangyuan's forehead, and the five elements flowed, pure energy filled the air, and immortal light shone. The old man Li Guangyuan straightened his back and his white hair turned completely black.

"A miraculous technique from the immortals!"

Feeling the renewed surge of energy within his increasingly frail body, Li Guangyuan was overjoyed.

"Would you like me to help your wife recover a little?"

Feng Bingwen spoke again, asking, "The only one who deserves credit is this old man. As for his first wife, well... Judging from her previous behavior, the eldest son of the Li family could have done such an absurd thing, and his wife should be credited the most."

"Then I'll have to trouble you, Immortal."

Although he had some thoughts, Li Guangyuan held back and didn't say anything, instead bowing deeply in gratitude.

"It's nothing!"

Feng Bingwen tried his best to ensure that this kind person could have descendants. His gaze pierced through the earth, wood, bricks, and stones, and saw the old woman with a sorrowful face. He pointed out with his finger again.

"Immortal, is my son truly beyond saving?"

Although he now possessed the ability to re-seed, the old man still worried about his dissolute eldest son. Humans are not plants or trees; how could they be without feelings?

"Those who reap what they sow will not live!"

Feng Bingwen left these words behind and then disappeared from the back hall, leaving only Li Guangyuan kneeling on the ground.

"Those who reap what they sow will not live."

After reading it once, the patriarch of the Li family looked around and felt as if he had been reborn. He stood up and felt as if he had been transported to another world.

"Someone come here!"

Meanwhile, Feng Bingwen had already fled outside the city. In his mind, the Heavenly Book flipped through its pages, showing the figures of one good person after another.

He wanted to first give these people the good fortune they deserved, and then return to this place to see how the people of the Wuding Ghost Kingdom would receive the eldest son of the Li family.

Traveling between heaven and earth, isn't it all about seeing things and sights that are hard to come by? How could Feng Bingwen miss such an opportunity to broaden his horizons?

While traveling, Feng Bingwen also kept an eye on things at home. His grandfather, despite his advanced age, had taken the imperial examination again and actually passed the provincial examination, earning the title of Juren and qualifying to participate in the metropolitan examination. He would be able to go to the capital to participate in the metropolitan examination the following spring.

If one passes the imperial examination again and obtains the title of Jinshi, the palace examination is merely a ranking process. Except for the top-ranked candidates, the differences are not significant. After a few years, one can be assigned to a local area as a local official.

"We need to find a few more tutors for the old man to give him some extra lessons!"

Feng Bingwen, filled with filial piety and hoping his grandfather would become successful, decided to help his father achieve fame and fortune through his own talent and learning.

Therefore, Feng Bingwen traveled to famous mountains and rivers, and finally found a teacher who satisfied him in a famous scenic spot.

It was a century-old willow tree planted in the renowned Luming Academy in Daqian. This academy was a place of great literary excellence, producing at least three Jinshi (successful candidates in the highest imperial examinations) in each year's examinations. At its peak, it even produced seven Jinshi in a single year, sweeping all the top-ranking positions. Its fame was so great that everyone knew about it.

The old willow tree was planted next to the Qianlong Pavilion of the famous academy, a pavilion where only the most talented students in the academy could live, and who were qualified to compete for the top scholar title.

This old willow tree has benefited greatly from this, nurtured by the literary atmosphere. Over the course of a hundred years, it has developed a spiritual nature, transforming into a teacher who walks in the courtyard. If a student is fortunate enough, he may meet the teacher and receive guidance in his studies.

However, that applies to ordinary scholars. Only those with both literary talent and good fortune have the opportunity to receive guidance. But since Feng Bingwen has found this place, he naturally does not need to follow such rules.

"Mr. Liu, I have an opportunity for you. Do you want it or not?"

Upon entering the academy, Feng Bingwen found the teacher by the lake. This extraordinary scholar was quietly listening to the clear and melodious sounds of reading coming from the schoolhouse, with a satisfied and gratified expression on his face.

"May I ask who you are?"

Upon hearing this, the scholar turned his head, looking puzzled.

"Green mountains, wind-blown literature!"

Feng Bingwen was full of confidence.

"Um, please forgive my ignorance, I have never heard of this name before!"

Mr. Liu was quite embarrassed.

"..."

Feng Bingwen remained silent for a while before speaking.

"I can grant you the opportunity to attain enlightenment."

"This is where I attained enlightenment!"