Source of "It Turns Out I Was Really the Protagonist":
That white light was a unique secret technique of major sects, which was linked to the life and death of disciples' soul tablets. If a disciple met with misfortune outside, the image and information of the last moment before death would be collected and sent back to the sect to provide relevant clues. Whether it was to seek revenge or to flee far away, it was an indispensable means!
Cassia Seed let out a long breath, subtly concealing the joy on his face, and said in a deep voice:
"Master, the only way forward is to sever ties with our Grandmaster Uncle as soon as possible to minimize the damage and prevent it from affecting the entire sect. What do you think?"
The Immortal Daoist looked up to the sky and sighed deeply. He waved his hand weakly, said nothing, and turned to leave. Behind him, Jue Mingzi sneered and turned to say:
"Everyone, you all understand the situation. I don't need to teach you what to say again. But don't worry, when the Bu Er Academy comes to visit, just tell the truth. After all, it is the truth. Master did not make a move from beginning to end, and we were not capable of killing Steward Bai. All the cause and effect is the work of our Grandmaster!"
The disciples nodded subconsciously, their expressions varied. Before Jue Mingzi could say anything more, they all left. Once only Jue Mingzi remained in the empty training ground, he clutched his chest, coughed up several spurts of blood, and gritted his teeth, saying:
"Hmph! No matter how well you hide, you have nowhere to hide in front of the Incomparable Academy. It's truly heaven's help! Cough!"
Having said that, Jue Mingzi stared greedily at the storage ring on Bai Guo's corpse, but then immediately muttered to himself:
"We can't afford to make such a fatal mistake at this time. I wonder when the Bu Er Academy will come knocking?"
Afterwards, dragging his coughing body, he slowly left the training ground. The once crowded training ground now only had a corpse left behind. Apart from a large hole in his head, he was neatly dressed and there were no other traces...
Wulipo, the No. 2 Academy.
Inside the ancestral hall, where incense burned brightly, countless spirit tablets were enshrined, each bearing a name. Suddenly, a streak of milky-white light descended from the sky and disappeared into the dim spirit tablet. Cracks began to appear on the originally perfectly formed tablet, and the sound of it shattering alerted the disciples guarding the ancestral hall.
Upon seeing this, the guardian disciple immediately took out a special tray for holding soul tablets, and carefully placed the bright white, cracked, and partially broken soul tablet into the tray. Then, carrying the tray, he hurried towards the main hall below the ancestral temple.
Before long, the guardian disciple arrived at the main hall, breathless. Guided by a spell, the milky-white light separated from the soul tablet, forming a series of images. Not long after, a furious voice echoed from the main hall:
"What audacity! They're like centipedes! The mere Luoyun Sect dares to lay a hand on our academy's people with such ruthlessness. We must make them pay for this in blood!"
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Li Si, still seething with resentment, strode away from the training ground, his anger still simmering. He decided to run until he reached the entrance to his residence, where he finally stopped, breathless, his chest heaving. With each deep breath, and looking down at the mist-shrouded cliffs, his mood eased somewhat. He gave a self-deprecating laugh and muttered to himself:
"They were all unrelated people. If it weren't for Senior Brother Lingyun, I wouldn't have bothered to take action. I just never expected that short sword to be so powerful, killing that person in one go. Forgive me!"
The thought that he had actually killed someone made Li Sisui forget everything else. Fortunately, this was not the world he had lived in before, otherwise the sky would have fallen. Even so, he still could not let go of the guilt. Only now did he belatedly feel the fear. His stomach kept churning and he couldn't help but gag.
Li Sisui believed that his values were sound. He was not some saint or Godfather, but it was impossible for him to become a demon on the spot just because he transmigrated, and suddenly become ruthless, cold-blooded, and indifferent to other people's lives. He couldn't do that, at least not now. If he had known more about the short sword, perhaps that person wouldn't have died.
Aren't all cultivators exceptionally talented, capable of soaring through the heavens and diving into the earth, with countless new cultivation techniques?
Why did that person just stand there, letting the short sword blow his head off?
Li Sisui couldn't understand it, but the feeling of killing someone with his own hands for the first time was not a good experience for him. He even made up his mind that he would never take someone's life unless absolutely necessary!
Because he knew very little about short swords, he never imagined that this thing was so powerful that the opponent had no chance to fight back!
Compared to killing someone with his own hands, the backlash from the Luoyun Sect became insignificant to Li Sisui. Let them do whatever they want. Even the Tianmen Sect on Fugu Mountain couldn't do anything to him, so what could the Buer Academy on Wulipo possibly do to him?
Since he proved how awesome the transparent short sword was, he is now full of confidence in his protagonist aura. He had survived all the suicide attempts before, and as long as he doesn't actively seek death, who can kill him?
What kind of shady academy is this? Come on over! I'll stand firm no matter what winds blow from the east, west, south, or north. As for the position of sect leader, whoever wants it can have it. Li Sisui immediately decided that once he had figured out the short sword, he would set off to leave Luoyun Sect. It wouldn't hurt to visit Wulipo first. The world is so big, is there any place he can't go?
Thinking about it this way, Li Sisui's mood improved a lot. Looking at the silent cave behind him, he couldn't help but wonder if Leng Rushuang could withstand the attack of that short sword.
Thinking of this, my long-suppressed feelings finally eased a lot. In any case, I finally have the strength to fight. Next, I should carefully study this magical technique called "I Have Three Swords". If just this short sword has such power, I wonder what earth-shattering abilities the other two swords have.
Li Si's curiosity was greatly aroused, so he simply stopped caring about his image as a grandmaster uncle, sat down on the ground, and began to study with his eyes closed. Forget about seniority, he would leave here in a while, and then the sea would be wide enough for fish to leap and the sky would be high enough for birds to fly!
What kind of damn Luoyun Sect is this? Go play with it!
Instead of clinging to the old place where Senior Brother Lingyun once lived, we should rise up and follow in his footsteps!
With the strength demonstrated by the transparent short sword and his protagonist aura, although his cultivation level hadn't changed, he was more than capable of protecting himself. Moreover, apart from that incantation, he knew nothing about the mysterious booklet!
With the power of the transparent short sword, if he can thoroughly study the booklet, his cultivation, which has remained stagnant for a thousand years, may achieve a new breakthrough, and his future will be promising!
The journey ahead is sure to be very interesting; Li Sisui is already quite impatient even before it has begun!
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