"Old Wang, your diligence and dedication in guarding the gates of Langya, your heroic stand against the peak Demon Emperor of the Seven Fiends Alliance, your courage is a model for every one of us at the academy."
Song Zhenwei immediately produced a Dream-grade Emperor Blade and awarded it to Old Wang.
If it were before, Song Zhenwei wouldn't have been so generous.
But after Ji Mo killed the six peak Spirit Emperors of Shengling Academy last time, he had come into possession of three Emperor Weapons, making him quite affluent. He didn't feel the pinch parting with one as a reward.
Moreover, he could see that it wouldn't be long before Old Wang also advanced to Spirit Emperor. With an Emperor Weapon in hand, he would be sufficient to ensure the safety of Langya Academy's gates.
The thought of Langya Academy having a Spirit Emperor guarding its gates with an Emperor Weapon made Song Zhenwei excited. This would instantly elevate Langya's prestige by several dozen times.
Furthermore, after falling out with the Seven Fiends Alliance today, the academy might not be too peaceful in the future, and a powerful gatekeeper was indeed needed.
This move also served to inspire the teachers and students, setting an example.
Indeed.
Upon seeing even a gatekeeper rewarded with an Emperor Weapon, the teachers and students were greatly excited, resolving to fight to the death if the academy ever faced external enemies.
After all, even if they were crippled, Mr. Ji could heal them in a few moves, leaving them with no worries.
The entire academy's teachers and students were eager, anticipating any ill-intentioned individuals who might dare to cause trouble at the academy again.
Following this.
The teachers and students then witnessed an unbelievable scene.
Long Dazui, with a fawning smile and sweet talk, persistently cajoled Ji Mo into the academy's small grove.
Not long after, sounds that made one blush and their heart race echoed from the grove.
"Quick, quick, poke me, poke me quickly."
Long Dazui was extremely impatient, urging Ji Mo on.
Old Wang, the gatekeeper, had seen his strength surge after just a few needle pricks. If he could receive more, wouldn't the benefits be unimaginable?
Ji Mo's face darkened. He felt this perverted lizard spirit was acting strangely. It was just acupuncture, why the need to sneak into a grove?
And what were those suggestive words he was shouting? They would lead to misunderstandings.
Thus.
Anger surged within him, and malice arose. He took out handfuls of silver needles and turned Long Dazui into a porcupine.
Soon, Long Dazui's piercing screams came from the grove.
The students felt their scalps tingle, their imaginations running wild. They never expected Ji Mo to not even spare beasts, his tastes becoming increasingly peculiar.
Song Zhenwei, on the other hand, looked on with envy. Because he heard that amidst Long Dazui's screams, there was a faint trace of a dragon's roar.
Long Dazui had gained sentience and transformed into a demon after accidentally entering a dragon's lair and consuming a Dragon Blood Grass, possessing a mixed bloodline of the dragon clan.
This excursion into the grove had further refined the dragon bloodline within him, something Song Zhenwei envied immensely.
"Alas, I am too thin-skinned to boldly pull Mr. Ji into the grove."
Song Zhenwei sighed, shaking his head.
Old Wang, standing nearby, trembled, his smile freezing on his face.
He had also heard rumors about Ji Mo liking to sneak into groves. Today, having received such great kindness from Ji Mo, he, Old Wang, was not one to repay kindness with ill will.
"Forget it, such great kindness, what's wrong with offering myself in return?"
Old Wang clenched his old fists, having made up his mind.
Song Zhenwei was startled by this. "You old rascal Wang! Mr. Ji kindly saved you, and you repay his kindness with such thoughts? You're not a beauty, what are you talking about offering yourself?"
He pulled Old Wang aside and lectured him.
...
After leaving Langya Academy, Meng Qi, repeatedly confirming he was not being followed, shed the subservient demeanor from his face, which turned incredibly ferocious.
He swore to make Langya Academy pay a hundredfold for the humiliation he suffered today.
Especially that human who crippled his cultivation, he would make him pay a terrible price.
He took out his communication jade pendant and began to complain to his master, Sun Zhi.
Eastern Domain.
Before a valley.
Sun Zhi, leading dozens of top experts from the Seven Fiends Alliance, was pursuing Lu Wukai.
After returning to the Eastern Domain, Lu Wukai had killed hundreds of cultivators from the Seven Fiends Alliance in a short period, throwing the entire Seven Fiends Alliance into chaos.
Although Sun Zhi knew Lu Wukai was hiding in the valley before him, he dared not act rashly.
Because anyone who acted rashly had become a corpse.
Lu Wukai possessed a great killing weapon!
In a hidden cave within the valley, Lu Wukai held the平安符 (Ping An Fu - safety charm) gifted by Ji Mo, feeling immense regret.
The runes on the Ping An Fu had almost completely vanished, leaving only faint traces.
Lu Wukai estimated that it could only be used once or twice more before its power would completely disappear.
He had initially thought it was a powerful artifact, but it turned out to be a consumable, despite its astonishing power.
He was filled with regret. He shouldn't have been so arrogant upon returning to the Eastern Domain, killing Sun Zhi's subordinates without restraint and eliminating a significant portion of the Seven Fiends Alliance's forces.
The result was tragic. He finally encountered Sun Zhi, but his Ping An Fu was no longer in its prime.
If he had known, he should have kept a lower profile, waited to meet Sun Zhi, and then used the Ping An Fu to strike him unprepared, killing him. That way, he wouldn't have ended up in this predicament.
"Lu Wukai, haven't you always wanted revenge? Don't hide like a cowering turtle, come and kill me."
Sun Zhi shouted, trying to lure Lu Wukai out.
He also knew that the Ping An Fu Lu Wukai relied on could not be used many more times, and its power was gradually weakening with each use.
Previously, he could kill Emperor realm powerhouses as easily as slicing vegetables, but recently, a Spirit Emperor had narrowly escaped. This was the best proof.
Of course, he still dared not act rashly. After all, Lu Wukai was always cunning, and who knew if there was a trap.
"You turtle grandson, haven't you always wanted me dead? I'll wait for you here. If you have the guts, come in."
Lu Wukai responded without showing any weakness.
At this moment, his heart was pounding, terrified that Sun Zhi would lead his men and charge in recklessly.
But he forced himself to remain calm, projecting an image of great strength.
At this moment, he absolutely could not show any hint of fear, otherwise, given Sun Zhi's temperament, he would definitely act decisively.
"Lu Wukai, stop bluffing. I know the power of your talisman is almost depleted. If you come out and surrender, I'll give you a quick death. Otherwise, you know my methods, and I'll make your life worse than death."
Sun Zhi continued to probe.
But he was already starting to form a guess.
Given Lu Wukai's personality, if he had confidence, he wouldn't be hiding. The fact that he was only talking and not acting now proved his lack of confidence.
"Is that so? Then if you have the guts, get in here and see if I can kill you."
Lu Wukai taunted.
If only Sun Zhi alone entered the valley, he might be able to heavily injure him with the Ping An Fu, perhaps even have a chance to kill him.
But if those Seven Fiends Alliance experts outside came in together, he would be finished. The power of the Ping An Fu couldn't withstand so many people.
"I have dozens of people here. Let's see how many you can kill."
Sun Zhi had lost his patience and decided to go all out.
At worst, he would let his subordinates act as cannon fodder, exhausting the power of the Ping An Fu, and then he would make his move.
Lu Wukai panicked. Was he going to face his doom this time?
He tightly gripped the Ping An Fu, preparing for a desperate struggle.