Chapter 36: Killing with a Soft Knife

The little incident at the entrance to the compound did nothing to dampen Ji Sisi and the others’ spirits. Following their original plan, they went to the school first.

Yunchuan County was truly tiny. There was only one school, combining the elementary, junior high, and senior high divisions under one roof.

In the past, the high school division had barely been able to recruit any students. The first and second years each had only two classes, while the third year had just one. Many students did not want to continue into their final year. After all, if they could not get into college, they would eventually be sent to the countryside anyway. Whether they studied or not—

“You—you’re all right?” Once he had recovered, Gu Long first shot Bai Juren an angry glare, thinking that this troublemaker was truly deadly, then hurriedly asked Jiang Ke with concern. He looked him up and down to see whether he had been hurt anywhere.

The hidden meaning in his words was obvious: he had already begun staking out territory in advance by taking advantage of the sea train.

The Old Man of the Fierce Tiger wore an expression of disdain. With a flutter of his palm, he struck out violently. Astral energy rapidly gathered, forming an enormous tiger’s head with its bloody maw thrown wide, ready to devour its prey.

Daoist Burning Lamp slowly folded away one corner of the apricot-yellow banner. Only after seeing the clear sky did he finally dare to put the entire banner away.

After paying, the guests could enter the bullfighting arena and battle a large beef bull known as a Yuan Power Bull. No weapons or armor were permitted during the duel, but any cultivation technique could be used. So long as you managed to kill the Yuan Power Bull, the bull would be yours.

There was still one problem: Yan Jun needed to look around carefully. He also had to find the road leading out of the village.

The Celestial Emperor was the foremost of the Nine Human Emperors. Naturally, there were many statues of him in the Divine Realm, so countless people recognized him at once. The figure behind Zhao Ritian was none other than the Celestial Emperor’s true form.

Let alone the fact that he was merely testing the boundaries—if Huang Zhiyi truly harmed his students or teachers, Huangbei would vanish from the world today.

In his view, Ling Xiao, Ye Liangchen, and Feng Ya possessed no more than Divine Spirit Realm cultivation. With his late True God Realm cultivation, he was fully capable of subduing all three of them in the shortest possible time.

Su Yuan raised a hand and reached first for the red Soul-Scattering Gourd. Yet his grasp closed on nothing. His palm actually passed straight through the gourd, as though it were transparent.

Principal Han smiled gently and said, “All right, children. Taking part in the program is a good thing for you as their homeroom teacher, too.”

Liang Hao sent his voice transmission. Wei Ling and Wei Zi nodded lightly, then poured all the spirit stones directly into the puppet.

He replied that he had been suffering from some health problems lately and was afraid something might happen to him, so he had made preparations in advance. After all, these brothers of theirs had all followed him for years.

In their impression, Old Man Yuan played chess entirely on a whim. Sometimes he would even lose carelessly to people whose chess skills were quite ordinary. The rewards he offered were never anything valuable either—things he himself would not even care about.

“They share the same origin. It is only that the paths taken by the two sects have gradually diverged. The Berserker Sect focuses solely on combat, while the Mad Battle Dao specializes in offense, defense, and formation cultivation. Come to think of it, the Mad Battle Dao’s God-Sealing Art even bears traces of the Sacred Light Scripture!” Qin Shuang said with a nod.

In truth, she was uncertain herself. She only hoped that the letter she had sent to her father today would reach him safely.

Su Jia, you certainly have nerve. You actually dared to run away on your own. Hmph! You may be able to leave, but I would like to see how your Yue’er is supposed to survive.

When all was said and done, Mei Feiran was not particularly close to Mei Feixue. This was largely because Mei Feixue had always been strict with Mei Feiran, while Mei Feiran was not the sort of person to be bound by fame and fortune.

Several days passed. Under the Tree of Life’s baptism, Miao Kedi’s strength improved greatly, but no matter how the Twelfth Young Master investigated, he could find no trace of what had happened to Xiluka and Wen Shiran.

Time flew by. In the blink of an eye, the evening of the piano recital arrived. Ye Mo had arranged to meet the others on XX Road.