Chapter 77 Chapter 77 (Revised) Mu Yin’s situation...

After reporting Mu Yin's situation to An Si, An Si immediately sent someone to find Mu Yin.

The martial arts academy students who were sent to look for Mu Yin left one after another, but with Mu Yin's current ability, if he didn't want to show up, could others really find him?

An Si was deeply worried. "If such a powerful spiritual power were to be harnessed by demons, it would be a devastating blow to the world."

But fortunately, Mu Yin's spiritual energy is now pure, without a trace of pollution.

Li Yian came out of the study and kicked the stones on the roadside in frustration. Why were things becoming more and more complicated?

In this world, besides Feng Yao's reincarnation as a human, are there other gods who have reincarnated? Is this a trick played by the onlookers?

She looked down at her palms; her strength hadn't fully recovered. The battle in the dark illusion had drained her of too much strength. She'd been studying healing techniques daily these days, but progress was slow.

Without any strength to support her, she is just an ordinary person who is a little stronger and can fight a little better.

Faced with this increasingly chaotic situation, she is now so pitifully weak that it is really a headache.

It was gradually getting dark outside, the night wind biting cold. In the library, Li Yian lit a candle and sat at a long table, copying out the spell over and over again.

Although her academic comprehension wasn't as good as Mu Yang's, or even the average liberal arts student's, she was not afraid of hardship. When she first entered the martial arts academy, she'd endured blood and tears, but she'd gotten through it.

The energy of healing cannot be generated out of thin air, but relies on value exchange.

Mu Yang had healed her scar that day at the cost of his own spiritual energy. Li Yian didn't have much spiritual energy left, so quickly recovering her strength would be nearly impossible. She could only cultivate her spiritual energy from the basics.

As her spiritual energy grows stronger, her strength will recover more and more. So she can only make up for her shortcomings with hard work.

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Late at night, all around was silent. The Theological Society was shrouded in thick fog. Li Yian walked along the winding paths, lantern in hand. Even though it was supposed to be a lively celebration tonight, the Theological Society was deserted.

She made an appointment with Cheng Qiu to meet at the celebration. She walked around the theological society again and again with a lantern, but couldn't find the venue of the celebration.

In the darkness, a white shadow was floating, with a face exactly like hers.

"Are you still alive?" Li Yian hurriedly ran forward with a lantern, but passed through the white shadow.

Shadow said to her coldly, "You should love Feng Yao, not Cheng Qiu."

Shut up! Impossible!

Seeing the candlelight in the guest room of the Theological Society, Li Yian remembered that it was where Mu Yang lived, and thought of asking Mu Yang where the celebration was held.

She knocked on the door, but no one answered. She tried pushing it, and it creaked open.

The young man in white clothes in the room was lying there covered in blood, with deep scratches on his hands and feet, deep enough to see the bones.

Blood flowed from the wound on his chest, staining his clothes red. The boy's eyes were red and tears were streaming down his face. He looked at her, his lips moving slightly, but no sound came out.

The lantern fell to the ground.

Li Yian suddenly woke up from his dream.

It was already dawn. Li Yian raised her head from the book in a daze and took a moment to calm down. She heard A Quan calling her outside the house. She quickly responded and washed and changed her clothes.

"Today, I'm going to investigate that mechanical tunnel with the students from the College of Arts." Ah Quan's face flushed. "This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to get up close and personal with the beauties from the College of Arts. Li Yian, you must come with us."

Thinking about the group activities again, Li Yian already had the thought of backing out.

"I'd better stay here and trim the flowers."

"This is an order! You should maintain a good image and don't let others look down on our martial arts academy."

A Quan practically dragged Li Yian to the flower forest, where a group of beautiful young men and women in white clothes had gathered.

As soon as A Quan let go of his hand, Li Yian almost stumbled.

Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, Li Yian's face tightened with embarrassment. He stood up straight and tried to walk to an inconspicuous place.

But she heard someone calling her name from the other side, "Yian."

Deep in the flower forest, a young man in white looked at her with a gentle smile. Even among a crowd of beautiful people, Mu Yang stood out. His black hair flowed like a waterfall, his skin was as white as ice, and his appearance was stunning.

When Li Yian saw Mu Yang, last night's dream flashed through his mind. But he was soon surprised. His injuries were very serious. The high priest said that his bones were broken and he should not be able to get out of bed. Why did he come out without permission?

Mu Yang smiled at her, "Yian. I'll go investigate with you today."

Li Yian frowned slightly, "Are you okay?"

"It's okay." Mu Yang's voice was as gentle as usual, but not weak.

Seeing that Mu Yang was indeed in good spirits and didn't look sick, Li Yi felt a little relieved. At the same time, he wondered how Mu Yang could have recovered to this level in just a few days. Was his healing ability already so powerful?

At the same time, she felt a bit frustrated. She had started learning the healing technique on the same day, but she hadn't made any progress and was completely lost in it.

Li Yian looked away, feeling a bit groggy. She simply assumed she hadn't slept well. She slung her sword across her back and walked aside, minimizing her presence while silently reciting the spell she'd learned the previous night.

Mu Yang kept looking at her. When he saw her walk to the side silently, he was about to go over, but was spoken to by a student and had to stop.

When the large group started to set off, Li Yian automatically followed behind.

Following behind was Li Xuan. He frowned as he watched Mu Yang, who was talking to someone in front of him. Yesterday, he couldn't walk, but today, he could walk freely. Even healing magic couldn't achieve this level of ability. What had Mu Yang done to him again?

The morning wind was strong and cold, and Li Yian felt even more dizzy and slowly stopped.

The students of the Theological Society were all trained talents. Li Yian only stopped for a moment before he was left far behind by them.

Mu Yang in front looked back frequently, no longer in the mood to listen to what people were saying, and walked back quickly.

When Li Yian saw Mu Yang coming, he stepped back out of habit, but when he thought of what Li Xuan and Qi Yang said, he stopped.

But Mu Yang stopped five meters away from her. The cold wind blew his snow-white clothes. He looked at Li Yian's eyes, which were so bright that they seemed to contain a sky full of stars.

Mu Yang didn't say anything.

Li Yian didn't know what he was thinking, so he just stretched out his hand towards him.

"Cicada Shadow Shield."

Mu Yang was stunned for a moment, then stretched out his palm. A faint light flashed, and a white umbrella as thin as a cicada's wing was caught in his hand.

Li Yian walked up to him, took the white umbrella from his hand, and when he opened it, a faint fluorescence appeared around the umbrella in an instant, and countless stars danced on the umbrella.

At the same time, the biting cold wind disappeared instantly, and the inside of the umbrella became warm and peaceful.

The two were only a step apart. Unbeknownst to him, Mu Yang had grown taller, and standing next to him, he was already much taller than Li Yian. Looking closer, he found his appearance even more dazzling than before. It wasn't the androgynous beauty of the past, but the objective handsomeness of a man, the elegant and graceful demeanor of a gentleman.

Li Yian couldn't help but look at him twice.

God has been so kind to him.

Li Yian placed the umbrella in his hand and said, "If you want to chat with me in the future, use this."

Mu Yang stared at her in a daze, "Yian..." He couldn't believe it. He thought Li Yian would reject him again, but...

Isn't this a dream?

She was standing right before him, so real, not a dream. Mu Yang smiled brightly and beautifully, nodding his head solemnly. If his usual smile was just an unconscious mask, then this moment was his genuine smile, a joyful one that sprang from the depths of his heart.

Li Yian saw Li Xuan not far away from her from the corner of her eye and sighed silently in her heart. After all, she was really afraid of being torn into pieces by him. She could only silently spit on herself.

Although I've known Mu Yang for so many years, I've only been able to be alone with him up close like this. Close enough to inhale the faint floral scent of his body. Unlike the sweet-scented osmanthus scent of most liberal arts students, his scent is more refreshing, like a newly opened orchid immersed in a clear spring.

"I like the heater that Yian gave me very much." Li Yian's attention was attracted by Mu Yang's fragrance and she didn't notice Mu Yang's gentle look at her.

"You have a lot of people delivering heaters to you, your room must be full." Li Yian just replied casually.

Mu Yang remained silent for a while before replying, "But I only like the ones Yi An gave me."

Li Yian slowed down his pace slightly. Sometimes he was really jealous of Mu Yang being loved by everyone.

"How did your injury heal so quickly? Do you have any tips on improving your healing skills?" Li Yian suddenly remembered that Mu Yang had told her that he could teach her.

Mu Yang's expression froze slightly. When Li Yian looked up at him, he hesitated and replied, "You are not suitable."

Li Yian's face tightened a bit after hearing this. She wondered if he looked down on her qualifications.

She was not the type of person who would easily ask others for help. Now that Mu Yang had rejected her request, leaving her with a cold shoulder, she probably wouldn't ask him again in the future.

Unexpectedly, Mu Yang, who was described in the novel as a morally flawless and helpful person, would go back on his word in front of her.

Seeing Li Yian's face suddenly become gloomy, Mu Yang was a little flustered and said quickly, "I can teach you other things."

"No need." Li Yian said.

She quickened her pace, and Mu Yang hurriedly reached out to grab her arm, but when his sleeve moved up, the shocking scar on his fair wrist was revealed.

Li Yian turned around and he quickly withdrew his hand.

"Mu Yin ran away from home, and the High Priest is sending people to look for him," she said.