"What method?" Yun Yuan's eyes lit up.
"Taichu Mirror." Dong Lingchuan looked at Yun Yuan. Her beautiful eyes were also looking at him, with ripples of light in them, so clear that he could see his own reflection.
He lowered his eyes slightly, and with an indifferent expression, he took out a simple-shaped mirror from his storage ring.
The mirror was surrounded by a platinum frame engraved with mysterious runes, with exquisite craftsmanship and gorgeous patterns.
Dong Lingchuan originally didn't want to take out the mirror, because the appearance of the Taichu Mirror would inevitably attract other people's covetousness and bring him unnecessary trouble.
But faced with the current situation, he seemed to have no better solution, and he didn't want to just stand by and watch.
There were exclamations one after another from the crowd.
"This is one of the Xuanwu Continent's most precious treasures, the Primordial Mirror! It can reveal the original form of all things and even locate their original owners based on their aura."
"There has been no news of the Taichu Mirror for so many years. It turns out that it has fallen into the hands of the Dongxiang royal family."
Feng Aotian wanted to run, but he really had no strength left. He lay on the ground like a dead dog, breathing slightly, and was extremely frightened.
Ximen Yi used his mysterious energy to lift her up out of thin air. Dong Lingchuan chanted some magic formulas, and the mirror grew bigger and bigger until it was as tall as a person.
Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, Yun Yuan and Feng Aotian appeared in the mirror together. Yun Yuan's body was filled with golden aura, and only the part of her dantian that symbolized her talent was red.
When they saw Feng Aotian's appearance in the mirror, everyone's eyes widened.
"Woman, she is a woman!"
"She really did cheat Yun Yuan, she must pay the money back!"
Feng Aotian in the mirror was no longer disguised, his facial lines were softer, the Adam's apple that was originally used for decoration had disappeared, and the curve of his chest was slightly undulating.
Although the amplitude was not large, it clearly reminded everyone that she was a woman.
However, what is more eye-catching than gender is that Feng Aotian's entire body is red, faintly emitting blood, except for the area in his dantian that symbolizes his talent, which is golden.
How it came about is self-evident.
"What else do you have to say?" The dean was furious. "Feng Aotian, how did you change your talent? Tell the truth!"
In the thousands of years of Xuanwu Academy's history, there has never been a scandal of students stealing other people's talents. But it happened when he was in charge. If it got out, everyone would say that it was because of his failure to manage the school strictly. The dean felt completely ashamed.
Feng Aotian's face was as pale as paper, but his eyes were firm: "I don't know."
"I can guess it even without you telling me. For thousands of years, there has only been one evil cultivator who can steal other people's talents, and that is Du Yang. You must have inherited his legacy, right?"
Feng Aotian no longer had the strength to speak, but his heart was filled with turmoil.
The dean sneered and said, "Expel Feng Aotian from Xuanwu College and throw him into death row. Notify the Feng family to come and help with the handling of the matter."
"yes!"
Feng Aotian's face was ashen, and just when she was about to accept her fate, the weak voice of Old Du came from the ring.
"I'll help you escape, and your future will depend on you. I'm going to sleep for a while, so don't forget to find what I need."
Feng Aotian subconsciously wanted to ask about the martial arts method, but Old Du had not yet told her the secrets of his own cultivation.
But now is an urgent matter, and it is obviously not the time to talk about this.
She replied with difficulty: [Okay.]
Just when Feng Aotian was about to be taken away, a strange wind gushed out from her ring, bringing with it a strong breath of darkness, and the faces of everyone present changed.
"He's an evil dark cultivator, at least at the level of a Martial Emperor!"
In the Xuanwu Continent, secret cultivators are like demonic cultivators in the world of cultivation; they are hated by everyone.
Everyone was on high alert, waiting for the secret cultivator to show up, but unexpectedly, a totem appeared under Feng Aotian's feet and disappeared with her in just a second.
"What a trick!"
Feng Aotian ran away.
Under the eyes of many senior officials of Xuanwu College.
The dean was furious: "Post a wanted poster and kill Feng Aotian throughout the entire Xuanwu Continent."
Ximen Yi angrily stared at the place where Feng Aotian disappeared, took a deep breath, and asked the dean: "If Feng Aotian is captured, can Yun Yuan's talent be restored?"
Seeing Yun Yuan looking at him expectantly, the dean's expression became complicated.
"Du Yang caused chaos on the Xuanwu Continent thousands of years ago. Countless masters at the time had already conducted experiments on him. Even if the talent that was replaced was restored, it would be unusable because the talent was too fragile. Transplanting it once was the limit."
Yun Yuan's eyes showed disappointment, her pupils dimmed instantly, and her lips trembled slightly. Anyone could see that she was holding on.
Ximen Yi was worried: "Are you okay?"
"It's okay." Yun Yuan's voice was very soft, with a slight sob. After she said that, her body softened and she fainted.
Dong Lingchuan reached out and held her in his arms, ignoring Ximen Yi's murderous gaze and the overt or covert stares from everyone else. He took back the Taichu Mirror with an expressionless face, then picked up Yun Yuan and carried her horizontally.
She was so soft and light, holding her in my arms felt like holding a cloud, and she exuded a light violet scent.
Ximen Yi stopped him with a dark face: "Give me Yun Yuan!"
Dong Lingchuan walked around him coldly and put Yun Yuan on the bed. Ximen Yi was stunned and slapped his head in annoyance.
I was so concerned that I almost forgot that this is Yun Yuan's room.
But I still feel so unhappy!
The pharmacy elder sighed and stepped forward to treat Yun Yuan. "Student Yun Yuan has just gone through a major change. His talent has been taken away, his cultivation has been lost, and his mind and body are damaged. He needs to rest for a while."
"Then the talent in her dantian originally belonged to Feng Aotian..."
"The transplant has been completed. Yun Yuan can only accept it. It's a pity that such a good talent was lost. Sigh."
"The incident happened in the academy, and as the dean, I also have a responsibility. From now on, I will be responsible for Yun Yuan's healing talent and the medicinal materials for unblocking the meridians." The dean made the final decision.
Even though it wasn't their own talent that was taken away, they were still in danger. Who knew they wouldn't be the next victim? Everyone was filled with righteous indignation.
"Master Dean, you must arrest Feng Aotian as soon as possible, otherwise once she spreads the method of exchanging talents, the students of our Xuanwu Academy will suffer!"
Xuanwu Academy recruits young talents from the entire continent. Apart from those with good talents, the rest are rich.
For example, Feng Aotian sold all her wealth and spent a huge amount of money to enter the last grade of the yellow class. Her class is quite special. All the students are not talented and come here to watch and see the world. It is like gilding.
"Don't worry, students," the principal said solemnly, "I will contact the various aristocratic families and the Xuanwu Academy's strongholds, and place a bounty on Feng Aotian's head across the entire continent."
Dong Lingchuan said: "Dongxiang Congress will issue a bounty order, and everyone has the responsibility to kill the evil cultivators."
Ximen Yi said: "It's the same in Xiling Country."
Nan Yanche said seriously, "Although I cannot represent the entire Nanrong, I will report this to my father and ask him to help capture Feng Aotian."
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