# Chapter 2640: Killing Intent Letter
The Red Dust Sea Market was located on the west coast of Konglai Island, where strange rocks stood in abundance, sea breezes blew gently, and many cultivators came and went. Among them were quite a few Great Saint-level figures from various major worlds.
The Heavenly Capital Saint Market in the Truth Heaven Domain was also considered a first-rate large trading market. However, because the cultivators training in the Truth Heaven Domain generally had relatively low cultivation levels, the quality of treasures appearing on the market there was actually inferior to that of the Red Dust Sea Market.
Shu Yong was indeed a man of his word. He actually set up a long banner on an empty plot in the Red Dust Sea Market, with words written in bold, flying-dragon style: "To walk the world, one needs self-protection; a single battle letter travels the world."
Beside the long banner, a table was set up.
He took out the Divine Fox Purple Tip Brush, the Divine Wood White Cloud Paper, the Divine Crystal Dragon Pattern Inkstone, and the Qilin Black Blood Ink.
Zhang Ruochen stood nearby, watching him take out these fine items one by one, and said with a skeptical look, "These things of yours can't be bought with Saint Stones."
"All my savings are right here!"
Shu Yong smiled, lifted the Divine Fox Purple Tip Brush, and in an instant, his entire aura underwent a dramatic transformation, as if the Second Confucian Ancestor had possessed him. The brush tip resonated with the rules of heaven and earth, and holy light flowed between his fingers.
The moment the brush tip touched the paper, the surrounding rules all converged.
"Shua shua."
In an instant, the first battle letter was already written.
Zhang Ruochen extended both hands to lift the paper and found that this sheet had become as heavy as eight thousand jin. Looking at it, a surge of righteous energy rushed toward his face, containing surging battle intent.
"Heaven and earth possess righteous energy." Zhang Ruochen recited.
Five characters.
Each character weighed one thousand six hundred jin.
Shu Yong said with considerable self-satisfaction, "Brother Shu, what do you think of my calligraphy?"
"The characters are good characters. The power of the battle letter is also extraordinary. Once activated and thrown, the righteous energy it unleashes can pose a considerable threat even to Undying Realm Great Saints. If one could have tens of thousands of such battle letters, it would be like having a thousand troops and ten thousand horses in hand." Zhang Ruochen nodded repeatedly.
Shu Yong saw that the other party only kept praising the power of the battle letter, as if completely unable to see the beauty of the calligraphy, the depth of the writing, or the divine charm contained in the character forms.
He secretly guessed that perhaps Brother Shu's calligraphy attainment was too high, far surpassing his own, which was why he overlooked this point. A sense of disappointment welled up in his heart.
Could it be that his title of the number one calligraphy master under heaven was merely nominal, just flattery from others?
Shu Yong said, "How could one write tens of thousands of letters? First, each letter requires extremely precious materials, with high costs. Second, writing a single letter requires condensing one's spiritual power and righteous energy into the characters. Let alone tens of thousands, writing a few dozen or a hundred in a day would be exhausting enough."
"What a pity. Pure calligraphy has very few cultivators buying it. Only this kind of battle letter sells well among cultivators."
"Brother Shu, what do you think? Would pricing this letter at one Divine Stone be too high?"
"One Divine Stone? You, the number one strongman of the Calligraphy Realm, selling a battle letter for just one Divine Stone? That's too degrading to your status!" Zhang Ruochen shook his head repeatedly.
Shu Yong was startled. One Divine Stone was still too low?
One Divine Stone was equivalent to one billion Saint Stones, enough to purchase a first-level living planet.
Zhang Ruochen looked at the battle letter again and shook his head. "The righteous energy is sufficient, but the battle intent is lacking. Selling it for one Divine Stone is reasonable. How about I add another line on top?"
After hearing this, Shu Yong was overjoyed. "Excellent! Finally, I can witness Brother Shu's calligraphy attainment."
Hearing this, Zhang Ruochen felt somewhat awkward and regretted saying what he had just said.
What if his identity was exposed?
With Zhang Ruochen's spiritual power, even if he hadn't practiced calligraphy diligently, the characters he wrote would certainly be at the master level.
However, after experiencing Nalan Danqing's blow to his qin attainment, Zhang Ruochen had come to understand that in front of a true master, his level was still far from sufficient.
Writing in front of Shu Yong would definitely expose all his flaws.
Looking at Shu Yong's expectant eyes, Zhang Ruochen found it hard to back out now. He had to steel himself and say, "I need to use a different kind of ink."
Zhang Ruochen's fingers reached toward his Space Ring.
Inside the ring, he separated a portion of the Great Saint blood attached to his bones, condensed it into essence blood ink blocks, took them out, and placed them on the table.
"Such strong killing intent! What kind of ink is this?"
Shu Yong reached out to take it, but Zhang Ruochen quickly stopped him. "Don't touch it. This thing has extremely dense evil qi and killing intent. Be careful not to let it contaminate your righteous energy."
After Zhang Ruochen ground the ink, he lifted the Divine Fox Purple Tip Brush, suspended it above the white paper, and paused for a long while.
When Shu Yong had written "Heaven and earth possess righteous energy" earlier, it had triggered the rules of heaven and earth, naturally causing many cultivators to sense it and gather around.
A Great Saint recognized Shu Yong's identity and whispered it to the cultivators nearby.
The calligraphy treasures of Yong the Calligraphy Saint were still of interest to quite a few Great Saints. Moreover, it was a battle letter. Buying it as a gift for younger generations was also a nice present.
"Who is that Confucian cultivator standing with Yong the Calligraphy Saint?"
"To be able to stand with Yong the Calligraphy Saint, he must be no ordinary person."
"Why hasn't he started writing yet?"
"Yong the Calligraphy Saint is known as the number one calligraphy master under heaven. To add another line on top of his battle letter is no easy feat! First, one must break the existing momentum on the battle letter, then integrate one's own momentum, and after writing, make the two forces merge into one. Difficult! Difficult indeed!"
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Shu Yong naturally knew this was difficult, but he trusted in Shu Qianchi's cultivation attainment. His heart was full of anticipation as he held his breath and stared at the brush tip.
In the "Song of Righteous Energy," after "Heaven and earth possess righteous energy" came "Miscellaneous forms bestow flowing shapes."
He pondered repeatedly in his heart: How would Shu Qianchi write these five characters? What style of calligraphy would he use? What divine charm could each stroke and each line express?
Finally, Zhang Ruochen moved his brush.
Zhang Ruochen's brush tip touched down, infusing it with the Wuji Divine Dao. Instantly, his entire being resonated with the Heavenly Dao. The rules of heaven and earth and the holy qi of heaven and earth surged madly toward the brush tip.
All the surrounding cultivators, including Shu Yong, felt as if the stars had shifted and the scene before them had transformed dramatically. It was as if they were standing in the starry sky, with Zhang Ruochen at the center of the starry sky.
The stars revolved around him, and starlight scattered onto the paper.
In the next instant, Zhang Ruochen also mobilized the Origin Profound Meaning. His wrist turned, and a horizontal stroke swept outward.
Instantly, harsh sounds of slaughter rang out in the starry sky, accompanied by the piercing cry of swords and the flash of saber blades cutting through the moon.
Cultivators with lower cultivation levels were shocked by the killing sounds, their souls shaken. They fainted to the ground, blood trickling from their ears.
In one continuous motion, he wrote four characters.
All the strange phenomena disappeared, completely hidden within the characters.
Shu Yong stared at the four characters on the letter, dumbfounded, lost in thought for a long time.
Those surrounding cultivators all rushed forward to carefully examine this battle letter.
"I have killing intent."
Four blood-dripping characters.
Just one glance made one feel as if they were being pulled into a battlefield stained with blood, sending chills down their spine and causing their sacred soul to tremble. But soon, the aura erupting from the adjacent "Heaven and earth possess righteous energy" dispersed this killing intent, calming the mind and returning the soul to its proper place.
"How could it be these four characters? How... tsk tsk, I have killing intent..." Shu Yong muttered repeatedly.
Although Zhang Ruochen was not a master of calligraphy, these four characters were written by mobilizing the Wuji Divine Dao and the Origin Profound Meaning, resonating with the Heavenly Dao and communicating with the origin. Naturally, they were not inferior.
"This killing intent letter, sell it to me for three Divine Stones!" A Great Saint at the Ten Thousand Deaths One Life Realm took the initiative to make an offer.
Shu Yong cast aside all distracting thoughts, a look of joy appearing on his face as he looked at Zhang Ruochen.
Someone was offering three Divine Stones—how could he not be delighted?
Zhang Ruochen shook his head. "Not selling for less than one hundred Divine Stones."
That Ten Thousand Deaths One Life Realm Great Saint was stunned, thinking he had gone mad.
A battle letter that could sell for one Divine Stone was already due to Yong the Calligraphy Saint's reputation.
The reason he was willing to spend three Divine Stones to buy it was that this battle letter was truly special, with both righteous energy and killing intent coexisting, possessing high observational value.
What Zhang Ruochen was thinking was that selling Great Saint blood in the Hell Realm could fetch ten Divine Stones. Wanting to buy the first calligraphy work of his life for three Divine Stones—what was he thinking?
"One hundred Divine Stones. I'll buy it." A clear voice rang out.
Amid the astonished gazes of the crowd, a figure standing within five-colored holy light walked over. No one could see his face clearly; they could only see that he was wearing a Daoist robe.
Shu Yong recognized the person's face, his expression congealed, and he muttered to himself, "It's him."
Zhang Ruochen naturally also recognized the Daoist-robed man who had walked up, but his expression remained unchanged.
The Daoist-robed man picked up the battle letter, examined it carefully, and nodded repeatedly. "Excellent calligraphy, truly excellent calligraphy. Yong the Calligraphy Saint's characters are even more divine than a thousand years ago. I'm afraid he will enter the Divine Realm through calligraphy in the future."
"This character 'kill' is also wonderful. It can truly kill."
The Daoist-robed man's gaze fell on Zhang Ruochen, his eyes seeming to possess penetrating power. "Sir, have you come to the Red Dust Assembly with the intention to kill?"
Zhang Ruochen smiled and nodded, not denying it. "That's right. I do want to kill a few."
"Killing is ultimately not a good thing. Perhaps there are other ways to resolve things."
"Killing is ultimately the most direct way."
The Daoist-robed man said no more and said directly, "This battle letter is not worth one hundred Divine Stones on its own. But written jointly by the two of you, it becomes something else entirely. I'm afraid it will be difficult to find a second one. Such an extraordinary letter—who knows what price it might fetch in the future?"
He rolled up the battle letter, put down one hundred Divine Stones, and left freely.
The onlookers all felt this was unreal, as if in a dream. Then they dispersed in a flurry, spreading this strange news throughout the Red Dust Sea Market.
"Who says it's hard to find a second one? Let's write a second one right now." Shu Yong said.
Zhang Ruochen stared in the direction Zhen Yuan had left, not entirely sure whether he had seen through anything from the characters. He couldn't have recognized his identity, could he?
Zhen Yuan was an extraordinary genius of the Daoist lineage. Seeing him again after a thousand years, he had not become ordinary but instead appeared even more extraordinary, giving off a feeling of "a hidden dragon emerging from the sea, a flying dragon ascending to heaven."
In this brief encounter, without mobilizing the power of the Heart of Truth, Zhang Ruochen found it very difficult to see through him.
Extraordinary indeed.
"Brother Shu, will you write first, or shall I?" Shu Yong asked.
Zhang Ruochen smiled and shook his head. "No more writing!"
"Why?" Shu Yong was puzzled.
Zhen Yuan's words just now seemed to carry a hint of warning, making Zhang Ruochen become vigilant. He dared not write lightly anymore, nor let his characters circulate.
Zhang Ruochen said, "Selling calligraphy is too slow!"
"But we've already earned one hundred Divine Stones. That's not a small amount." Shu Yong said.
Zhang Ruochen said, "It is indeed a small amount."
Shu Yong corrected, "I said it's not a small amount."
"I have better things to sell. Perhaps they can fetch a sky-high price." Zhang Ruochen said.
"Why didn't you say so earlier? Why didn't you say so earlier?"
Shu Yong quickly put away his brush, ink, paper, and inkstone. If there was a better way to earn Divine Stones, who would want to sell calligraphy?
Calligraphy should not be defiled by vulgar things like Divine Stones!
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