Chapter Three Hundred and Sixty Three – The Prison-Breaking Six (1/2)

Chapter Three Hundred and Sixty Three – The Prison-Breaking Six

“These are the problems I encountered.” Huai Boy’s mouth felt bitter. He had thought he would become a hero and had unexpectedly ended up with nothing. He had received the heavy blow in a field that he had never thought would cause him trouble. In the next few days, his mind would be quite scattered.

He had memorized the problems, including the unsolved sixth problem.

The other supervisors came over.

“Little yao arts?”

“It is actually little yao arts?”

They all wore shocked expressions. Some people felt it was nothing. How hard could a little yao art problem be? Huai Boy saw the dismissive expressions, but he did not argue.

The noise quickly faded. After a while, everyone started to sweat. No one had a dismissive expression anymore.

In a patch of silence, everyone’s sweat increased.

———

“This junior’s name is Yi Zheng, a disciple of the Great Buddha Temple,” Yi Zheng rearranged his clothing and respectfully said with a bow. The greeting he gave was one of a junior. The worldly apparition had stunned him. He could clearly feel the difference of the sword xiu’s before and after states.

Was that core formation?

He wasn’t sure, but any breakthrough that was accompanied by a worldly apparition was extraordinary. This was why he had given the bow of a junior even though the other did not look older compared to himself.

Wei Sheng opened his eyes. The ephemeral presence around him suddenly disappeared like it had been brushed away by wind. His eyes became peaceful again like a sharp sword being sheathed so its edges could not be seen.

But after experiencing that soul-shaking scene, Yi Zheng did not dare to slack off and offend. Even more, he glanced at the remnants of the fiend soul beast that had been cut up into multiple pieces, and his heart tightened.

“I am Wei Sheng, from Wu Kong Sword Sect.” Wei Sheng smiled, his attitude warm and peaceful.

“It’s an honor to meet you at last!” Yi Zheng hurriedly said.

Wei Sheng roared with laughter. “Mine is a small sect. You definitely have not heard of it.”

Yi Zheng instantly became a bit embarrassed. He did not know what it was. Even though this Wei Sheng’s attitude was friendly and warm, but he still felt an invisible pressure. It was this invisible pressure that caused him to do some actions that he usually would not.

“You can just call me Wei Sheng.” Wei Sheng waved his hand. “Not Elder, I don’t want to be old so quickly.”

Yi Zheng instantly felt a predicament, but he had a spark of inspiration. “Big Brother Wei!”

Wei Sheng smiled and did not argue. He asked, “How did you come to this place?”

Speaking of this, Yi Zheng’s face instantly became a bitter gourd. “I don’t know either. I took a mission from my sect and assumed that I could earn some contribution points. I didn’t expect to be this unlucky and get sent to this ghastly place. I probably can’t go back.”

Finishing, he sighed.

“You definitely can go back,” Wei Sheng said. His tone was not strong and it was a sentence that was very ordinary; but when Yi Zheng heard it, he actually believed it.

“We will continue walking forward. Before this, I felt a sword essence in this direction.” Wei Sheng did not waste words. Raising the horse-chopping sword, he walked forward. Seeing the situation, Yi Zheng hurriedly followed.

The two hadn’t walked for a long time when Wei Sheng suddenly stopped walking. An excited expression abruptly came onto his face.

“Big Brother Wei, what is it?” Yi Zheng carefully asked.

Wei Sheng did not answer him, his eyes tightly staring at the fiendish mist in front of him. The excitement on his face grew until even his lips started to tremble. “Li Water sword essence… … LiWater sword essence … … Shidi … …”

The familiar Li Water Sword essence was faintly discernable in the fiendish mist ahead of him.

Wei Sheng unhesitatingly threw out the flying sword. Grabbing Yi Zheng, he stepped onto the horse-chopping sword. He currently wanted to to grow wings. Taking a deep breath, he urged the sword with all his power and charge forward.

———

Qian Liu was staring at the six little yao art problems in front of him. A moment later, he raised his head. “The little guy is a bit interesting.”

The fire-faced person asked in wonder. “Little yao art problems? This guy is really creative! I wonder which great master taught this little yao monster.” He then snickered. “There is good drama to be seen now. Little yao arts, ha, this slap in the face is really hard!”

Qian Liu did not pay attention to the schadenfreude of the fire-faced person and turned his gaze back to the little yao art problems. He was very curious what the remaining six problems were like. If it was said that he had been slightly curious before, then the six little yao art problems had successfully raised his curiosity.

“Little yao arts … …” Qian Liu murmured lowly as he thought inside.

In his memory, there had not been any Sky Yao that had such a style in the past eight hundred years. If one went even further back, then it was the thousand year war. The records from then were very chaotic, and it was the era they had lost the most records on. There were too many yao arts, too many Sky Yao that could not be verified.

“What are you thinking so much for?” the fire-faced person said unconcernedly. “In any case, there is a spectacle to be seen. If you are lucky, maybe you will be able to see the next six problems. Haha, I hope the little brats work hard, so yeye won’t be disappointed!”

Qian Liu helplessly rubbed his forehead. With the fire-person’s rumble, his line of thinking had been interrupted.

However, he agreed with the fire-faced person’s words.

This matter had just started. The good drama hadn’t even come on stage yet.