In the days that followed, Niu Chuanchuan clung to Bai Yuzhenjun every day, inseparable and inseparable.
Sometimes Jia Xitong felt that she shouldn't be on the flying artifact, but should get off and carry it.
After enduring two long hours, we finally arrived at Huanglong Academy.
I don't know where those students and teachers went; there wasn't a soul in the training ground.
At this moment, Huanglong Academy was extremely quiet. There was no sign of human activity, nor were there any magical beasts or birds chirping in the forest.
"careful."
Bai Yu Zhenjun gave a low instruction, and then flew towards Huanglong Academy first.
He placed his hands behind his back and slowly descended into the main hall in the center, channeling his spiritual power as he said, "The cultivators from Yimeng Academy have come to visit. Where is the Dean of Huanglong Academy?"
With the blessing of spiritual power, his voice spread outwards.
Huanglong Academy was quiet for two seconds, then the surroundings were filled with noise as students went in and out of the various buildings, as if the academy had come to life.
A thin old man ran out of the main hall.
His skin and flesh were all sagging, as if he had just lost a lot of weight.
He held a whisk in his hand, his face beaming with smiles. "So it's fellow Daoists from Yimeng Academy who have come. I am so sorry for not welcoming you properly. I am Du Shan, Peak Master of Huanglong Academy."
Niu Chuanchuan, who was waiting in the air, looked at the situation below.
Although the students in the college were coming and going, they were all converging towards the center, forming a kind of encirclement.
He looked at Jia Xitong standing next to him and asked, "Aren't we going down to help?"
"Wait a little longer."
Jia Xitong replied.
Just as the Grand Master of Dingtian Academy and the Dean of Shengdu Academy are not on the same level, the elder of Yimeng Academy alone is enough to deal with the entire Huanglong Academy.
How strong is Senior Bai Yu?
He might be just a little weaker than Shang Yanting, perhaps in the late stage of King Martial or even the peak of King Martial.
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Bai Yu Zhenjun naturally sensed the changes around him, but he pretended not to notice and asked, "Why were there no disciples studying techniques or practicing martial arts in the academy just now?"
"Oh, this is our Huanglong Academy's meditation retreat, which focuses on achieving harmony between humanity and nature."
Du Shan approached with a beaming smile, "May I ask what brings you here from afar, fellow Daoist?"
"I discovered traces of demonic cultivators at the Holy Capital Academy. Tracing their origins, I found that your Yellow Dragon Academy also has people practicing demonic cultivation."
Bai Yu Zhenjun said, "Where is the dean of your Huanglong Academy? I wish to see him."
"Did demonic cultivators actually infiltrate? These demonic cultivators disappeared for decades, but I didn't expect them to rise from the ashes again."
Du Shan's shocked expression was a bit exaggerated. "The Dean is inside, fellow Daoist, please!"
As he spoke, he turned and invited Bai Yu Zhenjun into the main hall. Then, just as Bai Yu Zhenjun walked slightly in front of him, he stretched out his palm, his hand condensing demonic energy, and struck towards Bai Yu Zhenjun's sea of consciousness.
The next moment, he was suddenly thrown several feet away by Bai Yu Zhenjun.
Du Shan coughed up blood, but his hands formed a complex hand seal. Immediately afterward, the disciples, teachers, and even the dean of Huanglong Academy all surrounded Bai Yu Zhenjun.
Clearly, he has taken control of the entire Huanglong Academy.
Unfortunately, even if he controlled everyone, he was no match for Bai Yu Zhenjun.
Despite his kind and benevolent nature, Bai Yu Zhenjun is swift, accurate, and ruthless when he strikes, showing no mercy to his enemies.
Seeing that he had subdued the great demon, Jia Xitong seized the opportunity.
She channeled her spiritual power and wielded the Formless Brush downwards with practiced strokes. The demonic energy dissipated beneath her brush, and Du Shan, whom Bai Yu Zhenjun had captured, let out a bloodcurdling scream due to Jia Xitong's spiritual power.
Fifteen minutes later, everyone at Huanglong Academy except Du Shan was unconscious.
Clearly, he was the culprit.
Niu Chuanchuan picked up Du Shan like a chick and tied him to a pillar to be questioned.
"Where did you learn this technique?"
Du Shan's mouth is very hard.
They won't say anything no matter what.
While Jia Xitong was still trying to figure out how to interrogate him, Bai Yu Zhenjun had already made his move. He formed a hand seal and struck Du Shan.
Du Shan thought he was going to be killed, but when the spell hit him, he felt nothing at all.
He opened his eyes, looked at his unharmed body, and then taunted, "If you have the guts, kill me, otherwise I will avenge this one day."
He had barely finished speaking when his face suddenly turned pale, and he let out a scream.
What's wrong?
Jia Xitong and Niu Chuanchuan both looked at Du Shan strangely, but only the kind-hearted Bai Yu Zhenjun slowly said, "It's a trick that was specially used to interrogate criminals when we first came to Yimeng Academy."
Your pain is magnified countless times; a gentle tap feels like breaking bones, every touch feels like being seared, and even the wind feels like cutting flesh.
Upon hearing his explanation, Niu Chuanchuan quickly released his hand from Niu Chuanchuan's shoulder.
However, the screams did not stop.
"Not only these, but even the clothes you are wearing will be bitten by thousands of fire ants."
Looking at his pained expression, Bai Yu Zhenjun slowly said, "This kind of pain will not harm you, it will only intensify. It will make you wish you were dead, living in purgatory."
Wow!
What a terrifying mental technique.
Jia Xitong looked at Bai Yu Zhenjun again in disbelief. Was this really the kind-hearted and benevolent Senior Bai Yu?
He made Du Shan, who had been stubbornly refusing to admit anything, tell him everything.
He learned the demonic cultivation method from another academy, and he knew it was a demonic cultivation method from the very beginning of his cultivation.
Why do we still need to learn it?
Because he needs to live.
The Martial Grandmaster level was the highest cultivation he could reach. The average age of a Martial Grandmaster was five hundred years, and he was now over four hundred and eighty. He didn't have many years left to break through to the late stage of Martial Grandmaster, the peak of Martial Grandmaster, and finally the Martial King realm.
When people are desperate to survive, they're capable of anything.
Upon hearing that demonic cultivation could lead to breakthroughs, Du Shan, with skepticism yet with unwavering determination, gave it a try.
Once you embark on this path, there's no turning back.
A demonic cultivator who had secretly infiltrated informed him that once more than ten martial arts practitioners from various academies were corrupted by demonic energy, they would take him to the demonic cultivator territory. Although there was no place for demonic cultivators here, in the demonic cultivator territory, their status was just as high as that of martial arts practitioners, and they had everything they needed.
This gave him the idea of spreading demonic cultivation techniques.
Not only him, but three other martial arts practitioners like him were doing the same thing.
After hearing this, Jia Xitong saw Du Shan's originally somewhat dull hair bun suddenly transform into a shiny, slicked-back middle part, with three equally shiny middle parts opening up the back of the martial arts cultivators, leading the way for the demonic cultivators.
"I never imagined that traitors have existed since ancient times."
She murmured to herself softly.
The learned and inquisitive Bai Yu Zhenjun, who was standing nearby, overheard her words, "Young Daoist Fu, what is a traitor?"
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