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Ren Shixing analyzed the information he controlled and realized that the cultivators were now very clear about one thing: regardless of which faction sought to unify the three realms, Gu Ping was determined to stop them. Until he had the confidence to take that first step, there could be no slackening of effort.
What about the academy?
A smile crept across Ren Shixing's face, almost self-deprecating as he shook his head. From the day he took over the academy, the grand Mok Ming Academy, one of the Six Major Super Sects, began its journey down Dongpo Road. Regardless of whether they won or lost, the academy would no longer be one of the Six Major Super Sects. In the future, it might serve as a public institution, widely recruiting Tian Dong Cultivators for further studies. If he had his way, the academy would once again become a Holy Land for scholars, a prestigious Daoist Sect.
If that day ever came, he wouldn't mind being a misguided teacher.
How could anyone refuse a request from such a powerful figure as Miss Ping?
As the two engaged in lively conversation, the battle in Shandong had already concluded. A small fox, its fur soaked in blood, bounced over to Ye You and leaped into her arms, staining her clothes red.
I really shouldn’t be so careless with myself.
Ye You used the Purification Technique to clean Yoyo's fur while gently smoothing out its soft coat. Bu Luo's fur had become noticeably shorter in several places; it must have suffered some damage during its battle with Grand Master Feng.
Before Gu Ping could come over to express concern for her spirit beast, Yoyo suddenly jumped out of Ye You's embrace, alertly scanning the surroundings with its nimble nose twitching as if it had caught a scent.
Oh?
Yoyo stared intently at a seemingly ordinary stone on Summit, drawing the attention of several others who followed suit. Many frowned in confusion when Ye You remained silent. Suddenly, a chess piece fell from the sky and landed on the stone.
The Bu Luo chess piece fell heavily onto the ground, but then the stone unexpectedly moved, rapidly approaching Gu Ping. In mid-air, it transformed into a humanoid figure with sharp blades aimed directly at Gu Ping's dantian.
Be careful.
The sound was barely transmitted to Gu Ping's ears when a figure had already appeared before him, leaving no time for Gu Ping to even cast A Distant Paradise.
Ding.
The crisp sound echoed in the Summit, but unexpectedly, blood did not spill. This made the assassin's brow twitch incessantly, and he secretly thought it was bad as he pushed himself ten feet away from Gu Ping.
A Combined Cultivator?
Ren Shixing looked at the assassin with some surprise. Who would have thought that a formidable Combined Cultivator would stoop to such despicable acts?
Everyone turned their attention to Gu Ping. Although the death of Qunqin Ping was insignificant compared to Tian Dong Da's incident, without Gu Ping, the resistance against the unification of the three realms would falter. Such a loss would be unacceptable for the Great Qin Ying Clan and the demon clans affiliated with Qiankun Dao.
Sigh.
Gu Ping let out a long sigh, feeling somewhat lost. He struggled to take out a red chess piece from his left leg and placed it back into Ye You's leg. Then he retrieved a shattered black chess piece from his heart, hoping to offer it to Ye You.
Everyone stared in shock at Ye You. Being closest to Gu Ping, Ye You felt the most acutely; it was as if light and chaos were being unveiled before him without reservation. A powerful spiritual force completely filled the space between heaven and earth, even pushing out other attributes of spiritual power entirely.
The Book of Radiant Path, the Chaos Origin Stone—this guy actually possessed two Dao Foundations.
At this moment, Yi Dong slightly shifted his footsteps backward in astonishment but did not expect someone to push him from behind, preventing him from retreating any further.
What am I afraid of? The bright moon will surely die there, and no one will come to save him.
The old man adorned in jade ornaments gazed at the corpse-like figure of Gu Ping. Except for Ren Shixing, everyone else realized they couldn't move an inch.
In that moment, Ren Shixing finally remembered the identity of the old man and involuntarily shouted his name from the depths of his throat.
I am Feiyuxuzong, Grandmaster Mu, Mu Yangxu.
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