"Yo, isn't this Elder Liu from Holy Plume Academy?"
Ji Mo lightly tapped Liu Song's shoulder with his sword.
Liu Song's kneeling legs sank further into the mud, his shoulder bones emitting a cracking sound. He couldn't help but spew out another mouthful of blood.
"Don't kill me, spare my life."
Liu Song, terrified, quickly prostrated himself on the ground, his face ashen.
"Who wants to kill you? Don't try to frame me. You fell from the sky yourself, it has nothing to do with me."
Ji Mo retracted his immortal sword and said very seriously, "I am a refined and amiable person, treating others with sincerity. I wouldn't casually kill people."
Liu Song's mouth twitched. You, refined and amiable?
The blood mist was still drifting in the sky.
Those six peak Spirit Emperors probably died with their eyes wide open, their deaths too tragic, not even a speck of bone left.
However, he dared not refute Ji Mo and said against his will, "Yes, everything you say is correct."
Ji Mo said, "Don't set your sights on our Langya Academy anymore. Go back honestly and tell your Dean that integrating into Langya Academy has a bright future. He should seize this opportunity."
"I will definitely relay your words back to our Dean."
Liu Song, full of apprehension, cautiously asked, "Can I leave now?"
"Go ahead."
Ji Mo nodded.
At this moment, Song Weixi couldn't help but interject, "Aren't you going to finish him off? Really letting him go?"
Since six had already been dealt with, there was no harm in killing one more.
Liu Song, who had just gotten up from the ground, heard this and was so scared he almost knelt down again.
"Miss Song, you have too much aggression. How can you want to kill people at the drop of a hat? We must win people over with virtue." Ji Mo lectured.
Song Weixi rolled her eyes, speechless.
You just chopped down six peak Spirit Emperors in front of him, and you're still talking about winning people over with virtue?
Liu Song bowed gratefully to Ji Mo, not daring to linger, and hurried away.
Song Zhenwei pulled Song Weixi aside and explained, "Mr. Ji's actions have a profound meaning. If Liu Song were also killed, Holy Plume Academy would surely retaliate with all their might. But by letting Liu Song go back, he will undoubtedly spread the word of our power. Holy Plume Academy would then not dare to act rashly, at least not trouble us in the short term."
"Now that we possess the immortal sword, why should we fear Holy Plume Academy?"
Song Weixi was dismissive. With the might of the immortal sword, Langya Academy was sufficient for self-preservation.
Song Zhenwei sighed, "Don't forget, Holy Plume Academy also has immortal artifacts. If war can be avoided, it's best to avoid it. After all, our foundation cannot be compared to Holy Plume Academy's. Once war breaks out, there will inevitably be countless casualties."
"I never thought he seemed simple-minded on the surface, but was actually wise and disguised his intelligence. He considers things so profoundly."
Song Weixi's bright eyes flashed with admiration, feeling that she needed to understand Ji Mo better in the future.
Afterwards.
Her gaze fell upon the immortal sword in Ji Mo's hand, and she rushed forward, eager to take it and admire it properly.
However, as soon as Song Weixi reached out, she felt a force push her away. The immortal sword actually refused to let her touch it.
Song Zhenwei also tried, only to find the same result.
She used to be able to hold the sword in her arms, but now she couldn't even touch it. The sword spirit had become proud.
The father and daughter were extremely embarrassed. It wasn't until Ji Mo voluntarily handed the immortal sword to Song Zhenwei that the sword spirit relented and stopped causing trouble.
The two of them doted on the immortal sword, and soon began to argue about what to name it.
Liu Song, like a stray dog, walked away quickly.
His only thought was to quickly leave this terrifying place, vowing in his heart that he would never return to Langya Academy, even if it meant death.
His heart was filled with despair. Although his life was saved, his fate would likely be extremely dire, as all six elders of Holy Plume Academy had died here because of him.
His mind raced, contemplating how to shift the blame and lessen his own responsibility.
Just then, a figure blocked his path.
Looking at the cute, dazed girl in front of him, Liu Song's heart skipped a beat. Could it be that Ji Mo had gone back on his word and wanted to take his life?
This was because he recognized the person in front of him as Ji Mo's student.
"Miss, why are you stopping me?" Liu Song asked, full of vigilance.
Lin Mengmeng took out the white beast hide and asked, "I'm not very good at using this beast hide, could you teach me?"
Since obtaining the beast hide, Lin Mengmeng had carefully studied its functions and felt that it was not simple, possessing seemingly infinite uses.
Now that she had encountered the original owner of the beast hide, she naturally wanted to seek guidance.
"My treasure."
Liu Song stared intently at the beast hide, sensing that Lin Mengmeng's mark was already on it. His heart was filled with grief.
At this moment, he had guessed that Ji Mo had snatched his beast hide and given it to Lin Mengmeng.
And now, she was holding his treasure and asking for instructions on how to use it. It was infuriating.
"You'd better tell me quickly, lest you suffer. I'll beat you."
Lin Mengmeng clenched her delicate fists, saying with a serious expression.
She didn't have a good impression of Liu Song and wouldn't mind teaching him a lesson.
"You're going to beat me?"
Liu Song chuckled.
Although his injuries were severe, a starved camel was still bigger than a horse. He could still exert his Spirit Saint realm strength, and dealing with a mere Spirit Venerable realm young girl would be an easy task.
He didn't take Lin Mengmeng seriously at all.
But soon, he would realize he was terribly mistaken.
Lin Mengmeng acted decisively, runes flying all over her body, a faint halo surrounding her. She lunged forward, her fist smashing towards Liu Song's cheek.
"Hmph, you little brat, you don't know your place..."
Liu Song sneered, unconcerned.
But the next second, his expression changed drastically. He felt the spiritual energy in his body flowing sluggishly, suppressed by a peculiar force.
"Heavenly Tyrant Body!"
Liu Song was utterly shocked, feeling a sharp pain in his right cheek as he was sent flying.
Following that, Liu Song was subjected to a beating, completely unable to retaliate.
"Stop hitting, I'll tell you..."
He begged for mercy, finally compromising, and revealed the method of using the white beast hide in its entirety.
The beast hide indeed had infinite uses. It was a good magical artifact that was both offensive and defensive. Compared to its offensive power, its defensive capabilities were even more astonishing.
Liu Song had even suspected that this beast hide came from an ancient, extinct exotic beast.
"Thank you for your guidance, senior."
Lin Mengmeng left with satisfaction.
Only the bruised and battered Liu Song was left alone in the wind, bewildered.
A dignified Spirit Emperor, an elder of Holy Plume Academy, with an extremely noble status.
Today, he was beaten by a student, which made Liu Song feel incredibly aggrieved.
If this matter were to spread, he would probably never be able to hold his head up again.
Malice flickered in Liu Song's eyes. He remembered a powerful figure in the Eastern Domain who had been searching for information about cultivators with the "Heavenly Tyrant Body."
If he could pass this information to that powerful figure, he would definitely receive great benefits, and perhaps even get revenge.
"Just you wait, I will soon make you pay for your blood debts."
Liu Song gnashed his teeth, filled with resentment, as he left Holy Plume Academy.