Jiang Wuyuan only told Nian Qingfeng about his cooperation with Pei Feng.

The two met via a phone call on the internet using their smart bracelets.

"...That's how it is." After Jiang Wuyuan finished speaking, he felt a little thirsty, picked up the water glass on the coffee table next to him, and took a sip.

Nian Qingfeng's expression was cold and serious at this moment. When he got serious, he was quite convincing.

The problem of the Night Owl is of paramount importance to the Dragon Kingdom, almost on par with the Abyss.

But now everyone in the military is on the battlefield in the abyss...

"The sooner the better." Nian Qingfeng finally decided to strike immediately, but he still needed to find other helpers. "Disciple, you haven't gone to the Battle Tower yet, have you? You take care of this first. As for the personnel to attack Night Owl, I'll figure that out."

Nian Qingfeng already had a general idea in mind, but she still needed to talk to Xia Fusheng and Sheng Wanshi about it.

After all, the Dragon Kingdom is not ruled by him alone, especially when it comes to major events that require large-scale military intervention.

"I understand, thank you, Master."

Nian Qingfeng gave him a disapproving look: "Why thank me? Isn't this what I, as marshal, should do? As for you... never mind, I know you have your own ideas, but I hope you..." don't become a soft-hearted person.

So don't forget what Pei Feng did just because he helped you temporarily.

A flash of murderous intent crossed Jiang Wuyuan's eyes, but Nian Qingfeng saw it clearly.

"Master, I will never forget the blood feud."

So what if it goes against morality?

Even if he promised to let those two go after the deed was done, so what?

So what if the world scorns me for being untrustworthy?

Jiang Wuyuan didn't care about any of that.

All he knew was that he would make everyone in Night Owl pay the price they deserved.

This "everyone" naturally includes Pei Feng and Kester.

Nian Qingfeng smiled with satisfaction: "Okay, go ahead and get busy, I'll hang up now."

——

Jiang Wuyuan set off for Zhantian Academy the next day.

Ten years have passed, and all the students at Zhan Tian Academy have become new faces, but the environment remains the same.

Jiang Wuyuan originally didn't intend to bother Ruan Yanqing, but then he thought that he had graduated for many years now, and it would be improper for him to challenge the Battle Tower again. He should report to someone first.

So Jiang Wuyuan silently changed direction.

...

Ruan Yanqing naturally remembered Jiang Wuyuan.

The boy he once cared for like a junior has now grown from a sapling into a towering tree, his lush canopy supporting a patch of sky.

"Xiao Yuan, it's been a long time." Ruan Yanqing smiled gently at Jiang Wuyuan. "How have you been in the secret realm?"

"Vice Dean Ruan, it's been a long time. You've gained a lot in the secret realm." Jiang Wuyuan bowed respectfully.

"Don't be shy, have a seat... Is there anything I can do for you at Zhan Tian Academy this time?"

Jiang Wuyuan nodded: "I want to continue challenging the Battle Tower; I don't need the credits."

"I see." Ruan Yanqing chuckled. "Actually, you can just go directly. I already guessed you would come and I've already told Lao Shen."

"It is only right that I come to see you," Jiang Wuyuan said earnestly, not at all feeling that his trip here was unnecessary.

"Heh...you little rascal."

...

Shen Canghai leaned back in his usual recliner.

Lazy, as if he has no bones at all.

"senior."

Although Shen Canghai had not provided Jiang Wuyuan with any assistance, this senior still left a deep impression on him.

He's like a lazy big cat.

When it retracts its claws, it reveals a harmless, warm, and soft belly.

When its claws are revealed, they are sharp enough to kill instantly.

"Hmm." Shen Canghai looked up and glanced at Jiang Wuyuan. "Let's go in."

...

For Jiang Wuyuan now, the Battle Tower is no different from a toy.

His strength was enough for him to move freely within the Battle Tower.

Whether it's a test of ability, a test of character, or an assessment of talent.

Jiang Wuyuan walked as if on flat ground, and soon stepped onto the eighth floor of the Battle Tower.

This is also considered the last floor of the Battle Tower.

—Because no one has ever been able to climb to the ninth floor of the tower.

As soon as Jiang Wuyuan stepped through the door to the eighth floor, he saw a figure bound by countless golden chains in the center of the empty hall.

The golden chains seemed to hang from the sky, and there were even eight golden nails piercing through its collarbone.

It had long black hair, and its face was indistinct, but you could see that its handsome eyes were closed.

The black robe draped over his body was loose and baggy, barely covering the vital parts of his body.

Even in this wretched state, the spiritual energy flowing around it was extremely stagnant, giving Jiang Wuyuan an indescribable sense of oppression.

This is............

Just as Jiang Wuyuan was filled with doubt, it slowly opened its eyes.

Quiet, eerie, indifferent.

A pair of ordinary red eyes, yet they seemed like an endless abyss, hiding an unparalleled terror.

"Humans..." Its voice was hoarse and deep, as if every word it uttered contained the essence of Tao. When it was read aloud in its strange tone, people would unconsciously fall into its spell.

"I have seen you before."

What?

Jiang Wuyuan frowned and recalled for a long time.

He considered himself to have a good memory, but he couldn't recall ever having seen it before.

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