From an angle unseen by anyone, wisps of black mist flashed in Qingling's eyes, seemingly about to envelop her.
Watching her receding figure step by step, Yingyue clenched her hands tightly under her sleeves.
"I can tell you've fallen for her."
Zi Yu appeared silently behind Ying Yue.
“Someone like me, who licks the edge of a knife, never knows when I’ll die, how can I delay her…” Yingyue murmured, not denying what Ziyu said.
Thinking of something, Yingyue turned around, her face grave. "Ziyu, she possesses the Ancient Demon Harp, and it has already recognized its master. You must keep a close eye on her. If you notice anything amiss, stop her as soon as possible, otherwise she might become demonized..."
Zi Yu frowned deeply. The Ancient Demon Harp? Could it be the Ancient Demon Harp she remembered?
This made her unconsciously think of the previous loosening of the demonic barrier. Could it be related to her?
Who would have thought that such a cute and quiet girl would be involved with the demon race? If she were to become a demon, the whole world would eventually turn against her.
"Demonized? She's a demon?"
"Like a demon, yet not a demon."
"Okay, I will keep a close eye on her every move."
"Take good care of her!"
"Don't worry, when did you become so long-winded?"
Zi Yu made a teasing remark, and Ying Yue frowned deeply before turning and leaving, watching the direction he disappeared in.
Some people are trapped in the rain, while others are enjoying the rain.
Zi Yu sighed softly and followed Qingling's footsteps.
Qingling wiped away her tears, hiding her emotions deep in her heart. She gripped the Azure Frost Sword tightly, fighting relentlessly in the Demon Beast Forest as if her life depended on it.
The bloodstains on her clothes and face were particularly glaring, and the Frost Sword was dripping with the blood of demonic beasts—bloody and cruel.
She seemed to be enjoying the feeling of this battle more and more; with each ending, a sense of pleasure would ripple through her heart...
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The capital city.
In the noisy tavern, the girl was completely drunk.
Zhenyuan spotted a figure in the crowd.
"Xiaoting, is it worth it for a man?"
Prince Zhen sat down, poured himself a glass of wine without ceremony, and drank it down in one gulp.
"My lord Ting is wise beyond measure. I finally fell in love with someone, but it ended before it even began. Waaah!" Wen Longting said weakly, her eyes glazed over and reeking of alcohol.
"This capital city is full of handsome men and beautiful women, why be hung up on just one?"
"Besides, what's so great about Gu Qingfeng? He just has a little more money."
Prince Zhen advised.
Wen Longting stared at him. "Fatty, I think what you said makes a lot of sense. It's not like I, Wen Longting, am unwanted. Even if I were unwanted, I could spend the rest of my life with a Buddhist lamp and a Buddha statue. That wouldn't be so bad."
Prince Zhen frowned slightly. "Go away, what nonsense are you talking about? Tingye is cute and beautiful, and most importantly, she's lively and loyal. How could she not want her?"
"Besides, if no one else wants you, you still have options..."
Prince Zhen looked at Wen Longting with a half-smile.
Who should we choose?
"Of course it's both far away and right in front of you."
Wen Longting looked bewildered, stood up, and looked around. "Where is it?"
Wen Longting turned around and stared intently at Prince Zhen. Prince Zhen swallowed hard, afraid that Wen Longting would throw a punch at him.
"Fatty Zhen, you wouldn't... want me to pick these old men, would you?"
Fatty Zhen was dumbfounded. How come he had never noticed that Xiaoting had a problem with her eyes before!
Just as he was about to say something, the token on Wen Longting's body emitted a scorching light.
"Oh dear, there are still two days until we go to the academy? Could something have happened there?"
"What's wrong, Xiaoting?"
"I have to go back and ask my brother. I'm leaving now, Fatty. Remember to pay for the drinks." With that, he turned and staggered away.
It wasn't just Wen Longting's token that was unusual; all the students outside received a message from the academy recalling them.
As he watched the departing figure, a hint of disappointment flashed in his eyes. He shrugged and sat down to drink alone.
The sky gradually darkened, becoming gloomy and oppressive, making it hard to breathe.
Star Academy.
Shen Qingqiu sat solemnly in the main hall. Old Man Yu was nowhere to be found, so he had to take charge.
Below them were a group of sect leaders and elders, and a solemn atmosphere filled the main hall.
"Vice Dean Shen, was it right or wrong to call them back at this time?"
Sect Master Yue looked worried. After the inexplicable destruction of Tianmen Mountain, was it now going to be the turn of their Star Academy?
"For the past hundred years, no one has been able to shake the grand formation of Star Academy. I'm afraid this group is up to no good," the Grand Elder said.
"Now that the academy is in trouble, as members of Star Academy, they naturally must return to help the academy overcome this difficulty," Leng Yuelan said sternly. The sudden destruction of Tianmen Mountain caught her completely off guard, yet she was also relieved…
The words had barely left his mouth.
The deafening noise interrupted everyone's thoughts. Shen Qingqiu went to the window and looked up. "If this continues, no matter how strong the formation is, the students in the academy will be filled with fear."
"Vice Dean Shen, have you contacted the Dean yet?"
"I got in touch, but where did that old geezer go at the crucial moment?"
"Dad, something terrible has happened! Something terrible has happened!"
Shen Miaoqing rushed over in a panic. Shen Qingqiu frowned. "Qing'er, your father is perfectly fine. Why are you so flustered in front of the elders and sect leader?"
"Oh dear, Dad, it's an emergency!"
“A group of people came to the academy and arrested all the students who returned to the academy. They said they would release the students if the academy withdrew from the formation, otherwise they would kill one person every hour.”
"What!"
"This is outrageous! In all the years since Star Academy was founded, no one has ever dared to provoke us like this. Miaoqing, do you know who this person is?"
Shen Miaoqing shook her head. "Father, Elder, those people are all at the Spirit Venerable level."
Everyone was shocked and furious. The strength of a Spirit Lord?
I thought the students could use the tokens to pass through the formation and return to the academy, but I never expected these people to be so despicable.
Shen Qingqiu was at a loss for what to do. He needed to figure out what these people's motives were first.
"I'll go check first. You all keep your disciples calm."
Shen Qingqiu appeared in mid-air at the barrier, looking down at the hundreds of students imprisoned by more than twenty Spirit Venerables. His brows furrowed. Just who were these people, all of whom possessed the strength of Spirit Venerables?
The students below saw Shen Qingqiu as if they had seen a savior.
"It's Vice Dean Shen."
"Vice Dean Shen, please save us!"
"······"
Feng Luo put away the compass in his hand, his eyes flashing with a sinister light, and a wicked smile on his lips. He was now quite certain that there was a divine artifact in the Star Academy. Since he couldn't break the Phoenix Flame, he had no choice but to use some despicable means.
“It’s you.”
Shen Qingqiu recognized Feng Luo; she was the strategist who stood behind the Crown Prince of Western Jin that day.
"Vice Dean Shen, how have you been?" Feng Luo smiled knowingly.
"What exactly do you want to do at the academy?"
Shen Qingqiu said coldly.
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