"Old man Xun!"
"Why the hell are you sneaking over here?"
Wang Jing flew out of the library directly and punched towards the back mountain, causing the void to shake.
The old man came out from the back mountain, looking helpless, and said through telepathy: "Alright, come here, don't make too much noise."
Before he could leave, Wang Jing had already noticed it.
The old principal snorted coldly, you're just causing trouble for me!
Soon, Wang Jing arrived at the back mountain. Seeing a thatched cottage, he was stunned and said, "What's going on? Is this the plot of him retreating to the mountains to become a hermit?"
The old principal's face darkened and he shouted, "You really can't speak, right?"
The old man just uses this place as a blacksmith's workshop, and you think it's a place for people to live?
"Just kidding, just kidding..."
Wang Jing laughed heartily, then asked, "Is the old principal related to the Divine King? Also, what is the Holy Academy? And who is the Holy Lord?"
Wang Jing didn't joke with the two elders and directly asked all the questions he should ask.
“…”
The old principal and the old man looked at each other with dull eyes.
Wang Jing...can hear their conversation?
They just blocked the surrounding space!
How did Wang Jing know?
Wang Jing looked at the expressions on their faces and said with a smile, "You guys...don't think I'm weak and don't tell me. As the saying goes, pressure is motivation. Let me figure out how I should die in the future. Wouldn't it be better to die with a clear mind?"
Take the bullet!
The moment Xun Lesheng, the dean of the Confucian Academy, appeared, Wang Jing had already seen him with his clairvoyant eyes.
Even if the two of them blocked the space, they could not stop Wang Jing's insightful eyes.
Although he couldn't hear any sound, Wang Jing could definitely look at the mouth shape and read the lips directly.
So, when Wang Jing saw the old principal say that he was taking the blame, Wang Jing felt that his guess at the time was correct.
The contemporary prodigy of the human race is not him, but Yu Sheng.
He is just responsible for taking the blame for Yu Sheng.
The old principal knew the fat cat and the God King. Maybe the fat cat was related to the God King.
In this way, Yu Sheng might be the backup plan left by the God King.
"Wang Xiaozi..."
As Xun Lesheng began to speak, Wang Jing smiled and waved his hand to interrupt him, saying, "I know you all want to do that, thinking I'm weak and that knowing too much will lead to mental collapse. When that happens, despair will affect your cultivation progress.
But I'm different from the average person. I like to daydream, and I have some other abilities. If I put the clues and things together, I can more or less understand the truth."
Wang Jing said calmly, "Besides, isn't the Divine King trapped? How could he meet with you, the old principal, to reminisce about the past? Since the Divine King is so powerful, couldn't he just wipe out the alien race?"
“It’s not that simple!”
Seeing that Wang Jing already knew, the old principal decided to explain more. He said in a deep voice, "The Divine King is trapped in the Dao Cliff in the Northern Wasteland. It was only his clone that emerged; his true form is still trapped in the Dao Cliff."
"Who are the Holy Court and the Holy Lord?"
Hearing this, the old principal's expression was complicated. He said, "This is the Divine King's business. His relationship is a bit complicated, so I can't say too much."
"Can't say much?"
Wang Jing sneered and said disdainfully, "You just don't consider me one of your own?"
Wang Jing felt very uncomfortable and unhappy!
He shed blood on the battlefield for the human race and even narrowly escaped death. Now the old principal just perfunctorily said that it doesn't say much?
What is this?
Was all the blood shed on the battlefield in vain?
"You are still a Grandmaster. Improving your strength as quickly as possible is the most important thing."
At this moment, a clear voice sounded in the void.
A young man in white sportswear flew down from the sky and looked at Wang Jing calmly.
When Wang Jing saw this person, his pupils shrank.
His insightful eyes couldn't even observe this person!
"Who are you?" Wang Jing asked.
The old principal sneered, "Weren't you just talking about that guy? Now that he's here, why don't you have a good chat with him?"
Oh my god?
Wang Jing widened his eyes and looked at the young man who was about the same age as him.
Rejuvenation?
The young man smiled, stretched out his right hand, and said, "Let me introduce myself, Du Xiao."
Wang Jing suppressed the shock in his heart. In order not to lose his composure, he pretended to be calm and shook hands with the young man.
He said calmly, "Hello, Wang Jing."
Xun Lesheng: “…”
He really couldn't bear to watch it anymore.
In front of such a big shot, can't you stop pretending to be mature and steady?
No matter how steady you are, your age and mentality are there.
The young man has lived for more than a thousand years. Although his appearance has not changed, the storms and hardships he has experienced are beyond your imagination.
The young man didn't care, he pulled a wooden chair and sat down, smiling and said: "Come, since you want to know something, let's talk about it, and I will help you solve your doubts."
Wang Jing nodded and asked the first question: "Can you kill the Sea King?"
“…”
The old principal and Xun Lesheng both wanted to beat this kid to death.
What kind of question is that?
Wang Jing looked innocent. What he said was normal. As long as the Sea King was killed, the war in the South Continent might be resolved.
The young man was speechless, then laughed and said, "My clone can fight him. If my real body comes out, killing him won't be a problem."
Wow, so crazy?
Wang Jing actually likes Du Xiao more and more.
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