Currently, Ming Zhuo is the most prestigious person in the Xuanmen sect. Even Shen Boyuan has told the Shen family that Ming Zhuo is the most suitable candidate for dean.

It was a miracle that Shen Boyuan survived, as Cheng Jingru almost drained him of his life.

The people of the Xuanmen sect all said he was blessed with good fortune and a long life. Chu Yuqi said that he was indeed worthy of being the male lead, surrounded by the protagonist's halo, and would not die so easily.

However, this incident has severely depleted his physical foundation, making it difficult for him to advance further in his cultivation.

Shen Boyuan had made up his mind; he planned to travel around like Liang Xing.

He used to be confined to his own little world, narrow-minded, and failed to live up to his status as the chosen one.

From now on, he will shoulder the mission he is supposed to shoulder.

Before leaving, he went to see Cheng Jingru one last time.

Cheng Jingru has gone mad.

Every day she asked the heavens why they had given her the status of a favored child of heaven, but did not support her choices.

She chose to let Luo Wenxin rule the world, so she should let Luo Wenxin rule the world. Why betray her?

When Shen Boyuan saw Cheng Jingru, she was treated very differently than she had in the past.

Previously, out of sympathy for Cheng Jingru's filial piety that led her astray, everyone treated her with great courtesy, arranged a cozy detention facility for her, and gave her the freedom to move around.

But now, in everyone's eyes, Cheng Jingru is no longer the quiet junior sister, but an extremely dangerous individual.

Her limbs were shackled, and layers of magic arrays were added to enhance her power. This time, even a god couldn't take her out.

"Are you here to take me away?" Cheng Jingru asked, looking up.

Shen Boyuan shook his head, wanting to say something, but feeling at a loss for words.

He left without saying a word in the end.

——

Wu Jiao wanted to take the opportunity to hand over power, but when he heard that Ming Zhuo had persevered in taking the final exam and even ranked first, his heart skipped a beat.

Good heavens! She's already so amazing, the Taoist Academy has directly promoted her to honorary academician, so why is she still so obsessed with studying?

How could he possibly bring himself to speak to her and allow her to fully immerse herself in superstition?

Dean Wu looked miserable, and the other elders also had various expressions.

The four elders have now come to understand that things cannot be forced.

In the past, the four elders disliked Wu Jiao for being too moderate, hesitant, and afraid of both the future and the future. They thought that if things continued like this, the younger generation would lack courage and how could they fight against the catastrophe?

Now I've changed my mind and think that Dean Wu's position... might have its own significance and necessity.

You should know that Mingzhuo was the first person he resolutely clung to!

Once they held on, they wouldn't let go, never wavering.

Fortunately, Mingzhuo stood firmly on their side during this catastrophe; otherwise, it would have been truly difficult to resolve.

From this perspective, although Dean Wu's abilities are not great, his vision is unique!

"It's a good thing that young people like to learn, after all, science is the primary productive force, haha."

"Young friend Ruan is really amazing. I always envy people who get good grades."

“Dean Wu is still young and can hold this position for a few more years. You can consult with Ruan Xiaoyou about anything.”

"Yes, there's no need to rush. Give young people more freedom."

These old guys are afraid that if they push them too hard, the people will become rebellious and quit completely.

Don't you see how those people from the Shadowmoon Clan forced the goddess to abdicate in the Goddess Palace, and then the goddess died in front of them?

They could have received the goddess's blessing, intermarried with the Han people, and multiplied, generation after generation, their fortunes wouldn't have been too bad.

The consequence of ignoring the warning and attempting to kill the god was the extermination of the entire Shadowmoon Clan. Those who survived were all tainted by karma and would not live long.

Those elders, who lived to be fifty or sixty years old, still used evil magic, causing the deaths of many people.

To ensure the purity of their bloodline, they have always practiced endogamy, which has created a vicious cycle, resulting in the recent generation of children having congenital defects.

Forget about being able to communicate with the living or the dead; they can barely breathe.

This is also why the Shadowmoon Clan is becoming increasingly insane. If they can't even have offspring, wouldn't they be completely wiped out?

However, those people don't deserve any sympathy either.

Each of them had blood on their hands. Relying on their ability to use shadow magic, they would kill anyone they didn't like, and were notoriously ruthless.

Of the elders who pretended to plead guilty at the Xuanmen sect, two died and two were captured alive in the melee.

The others were also arrested and are being investigated and convicted by special departments; they are unlikely to have a good ending.

Bai Tingtao was in poor health and nearing his end. He knew in his heart that he would probably only live until after the New Year.

He felt too much guilt towards his younger sister, Ruan Mulan, and wanted to spend more time with her before the end of his life.

The others in the Xuanmen sect also understood that since Mingzhuo hadn't woken up, they simply sat down to drink tea and chat.

It's snowing lightly outside again, no need to rush to leave.

Suddenly, the two old men, one black and one white, raised their heads with sharp eyes, sensing an evil and strange aura.

"What's wrong?" Ruan Mulan asked, puzzled.

"It's nothing." The group of people quickly looked away.

That's strange, how did it just disappear? Was it just my imagination?

On second thought, this is Mingzhuo's territory, who would dare to act recklessly? It's unlikely, it must be a misperception.

——

Mingzhuo was not sleeping in bed at this time.

She got into a black car, which slowly drove away from the villa area and headed towards the downtown area.

Looking at the wind and snow outside, she couldn't help but yawn, her face still flushed from sleep, as if she had applied the finest rouge.

The beauty was like a painting, and her gaze fell upon a pair of slightly wicked eyes, which stirred a restless desire within them.

The moment his hand was extended, a gust of sword wind swept over.

The wisps of black energy dissipated and, with a clang, struck the black chain.

Mingzhuo stopped: "Why did you take out the Soul-Locking Chains of the Underworld?"

Shen Ruodi waved his hand and withdrew the Soul-Locking Chains: "Even the Soul-Locking Chains can't do anything to you. It looks like you'll have to go back to the Underworld to get some rest."

The driver in front was shaking like a leaf.

Mingzhuo glanced at it: "The brat you caught is a bit of a coward."

Shen Ruodi: "You are indeed a bit timid. You are a ghost messenger after all. Go back and accept your punishment."

Mingzhao: "..."

She felt a little embarrassed, as if her words had caused someone else to be punished. And was this really a ghost messenger? It had been shaking ever since she got on the bus, making her very worried.

Mingzhuo cleared his throat: "Just drive carefully, you won't be punished."

For your own safety, it's best not to scare him.

Shen Ruodi smiled, feeling that Ming Zhuo was still too mild-mannered.

The ghost messenger was driving for her, so he dared not be careless. If someone else got into trouble, the car would be fine.

He probably figured it out. Plus, he had chosen to save the world with Mingzhuo that day, so he now had accumulated merit and got a job in the underworld.

Mingzhuo found it amazing at the time, thinking that he was very suitable for this job, so that he wouldn't be idle and would think about going to restore the clan.