Shang Yanting was unaware that he and Jia Xitong had unknowingly slowed down the attack by the demonic cultivators across the sea.

However, Shang Yanting was no longer in a hurry at this point.

Because Karl was more anxious than him.

He summoned all the deans and senior officials and held several meetings in the Heavenly Academy Hall.

Shang Yanting had been the dean for a long time, and this was the first time he had seen all the forces and high-ranking officials of Dingtian Academy arrive so completely, with not a single person absent.

Many emerging forces also don't know who Karl really is.

They were all notified by their dean and were required to come.

Not only Shang Yanting, but all the new forces were shocked by Karl's invisible status.

"I have discovered traces of demonic cultivators."

Uncle Karl looked at them and, without any opening remarks, announced as if it were a mission: "In the Magpie Mountain Range, this is his head."

He slammed Moldo's head to the ground.

Moldo's head had become extremely rotten due to the long passage of time, and the putrid liquid stained the golden-red floor. Everyone frowned slightly as they looked at the head.

Demon race,

Queshan mountain system,

Either of those two words would be big news.

I never expected that the reason Karl disappeared from the academy for almost half a month was because of this!

"You actually found the Queshan Mountain Range!"

Qu Haifeng was soaring from his seat, his face filled with unconcealed surprise. But that expression quickly vanished, replaced by worry. "The Queshan Mountain Range is where the Martial God attained enlightenment. If demonic cultivators go there, will they obtain the treasures left behind by the Martial God?"

Where did they come from, and what is their purpose?

She instantly became worried, looking as if she were concerned about the country and its people.

"Yes! Are there any other demonic cultivators around? Senior, have you checked?"

"Just to be on the safe side, shall we go and take another look?"

Yes, that's right.

...

Karl knew exactly what they were thinking.

These martial arts practitioners in high positions have forgotten the terror of demonic cultivators because they have lived in peace for too long.

"I learned from this man that the demonic cultivators are not just a small group; somewhere across the ocean, there lives a group of demonic cultivators comparable to an army."

He glanced at Shang Yanting, who was sitting at the front, and continued to explain the seriousness of the whole incident, "They have the capability to attack us."

"Yes, yes, yes!"

Someone nodded quickly, "That's why we need to go to the Queshan Mountains to investigate. Take us there quickly!"

After he finished speaking, Karl looked at him expressionlessly.

In that instant, the previously noisy room fell silent. The middle-aged man who had been working as a porter at the school gate had no expression, yet he exuded an inexplicable sense of intimidation.

And he... possessed the strength of a martial king.

This monk, who wasn't very emotionally intelligent, suddenly realized that everyone around him, especially those with some seniority, had remained silent while listening to Karl speak.

Suddenly, he realized something and obediently sat down in his seat.

Karl withdrew his gaze, his expression turning several degrees colder as he looked at the pillars of Dingtian Academy before him.

"I will give you a map of the Queshan Mountain Range, but you are all already pillars of the martial arts world, so please remember your identities and responsibilities."

After saying that, he threw the map down and left.

Inside the main hall, all anyone saw were maps; no one was truly concerned about the demonic cultivators.

Upon returning to Xianlong Peak, Shang Yanting brought back news that he would be going to the Queshan mountain range again.

Only Jia Xitong knew about their trip that day; even his trusted confidants like Niu Chuanchuan and Huo Rui were unaware.

As for this time, "I'm not going to take you."

Shang Yanting looked at Jia Xitong and said.

"Why?" Jia Xitong was taken aback.

Upon returning, she immediately took the Yuan Chu Tai Yi Pill, and her condition was already under control.

"Because you have to act the whole time, you're likely to give yourself away."

Shang Yanting answered confidently. However, he added at the end, "Besides, the Queshan mountain range has already been plundered three times, so this trip will definitely be very boring."

"……All right."

Jia Xitong was easily persuaded.

She looked at Wan Zhi, "But what about him?"

It's not just myself, Shang Yanting, and Uncle Karl who know that they've been to the Queshan Mountain Range; it's hard not to rule out the possibility that the magical artifact Wan Zhi is a big mouth.

What if he tells everyone he meets...

Uncle Carl's absence from work to take a detour through the Queshan Mountain Range couldn't clear his name of Shang Yanting's suspicions.

Wanzhi: ...?

"Or maybe we should just smash it to pieces."

Jia Xitong spoke quietly, but then uttered words that terrified everyone.

He only realized he had been deceived when he arrived at Xianlong Peak. The boy in front of him was not a slave, but a high-ranking and powerful head of a college; the spoiled raccoon princess in front of him was not a princess at all, she had proclaimed herself one.

God knows how many wrong messages Moldo sent to Mudo because of this incident.

It was because of this incident that his feelings were deceived, leading him to betray the demon race and follow them.

Now she's actually going to break herself apart?!

Does this female cultivator know how sought-after she is in the demonic cultivation realm?

Jia Xitong was unaware that she was also lifting him upside down.

"etc!"

Wanzhi screamed at her actions, "You delicate raccoon princess, I am Wanzhi who can do everything! I can sing for you and tell you stories. Have you forgotten how good I am?"

The scariest thing is not being able to forget.

Wan Zhi was unaware of the difference between Xi Tong and the Raccoon Princess, and even less aware that Xi Tong felt ashamed of being the Raccoon Princess and of her behavior.

His words only strengthened Jia Xitong's resolve to smash it.

Destroy it!

A magical artifact that knows about her dark past and talks about it every day.

"Wait a moment."

At this moment, Shang Yanting stopped the impulsive Jia Xitong, saying, "We can spare his life for now."

It is a great pity to break the ability of Omniscience to know everything.

"However, leaving him out there is indeed not reassuring."

Shang Yanting looked at him, then suddenly stretched out his right palm and slammed it onto the top of his head.

The movement was so fast and sudden that Wan Zhi's exposed neck and head froze completely.

The next second

Shang Yanting uttered a phrase in a strange, incomprehensible language, and a black rune appeared on Wan Zhi's neck. It wasn't very noticeable, like a faded tattoo.

"This is a curse."

Shang Yanting said to Jia Xitong, "If he reveals even half a word about our trip to the Queshan mountain range, the ceramics will shatter instantly."

Only after Shang Yanting explained did Jia Xitong remember that he also had the skill of cursing people.

She is truly multi-talented.

Wan Zhi lay on the ground, crying with a long face: "Oh dear, my dear aunt and uncle, I really don't know how!"

###Aside###

Jia Xitong: It seems he cursed me too?

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