Chapter 227 (1/2)

[Come, come, give me a few more monthly tickets to raise my spirits. Let me do a few more chapters!]

Cangman Mountain

The middle-aged man in the crystal coffin suddenly opened his eyes. With fury in his eyes, he said, ””You actually dare to think of killing my child. You are really audacious.””

He abruptly pushed open the crystal coffin and sat up. Then, he extended his hand outwards and said, ””Since you've shown yourself, I'll exterminate your body and spirit!””

That hand reached out from the vast and desolate mountain, traveling thousands of kilometers in a flas.h.!.+

The nineteen devils who had held the upper hand suddenly turned around and ran. In their hands, they opened something that looked like a jewel box. It was only the size of a palm and was filled with ancientness.

When the small box opened, a powerful suction force sucked the entire Nineteen Devils into the box.

Then a few Sanskrit lights flickered on top of the box, and both the Nineteen Devils and the box vanished.

That huge hand arrived a split-second too late, directly slapping a few hundred meters long handprint on the ground.

The handprint sank deep into the ground. It was dozens of meters deep.

Chen Shaobai looked at the handprint and his face turned pale.

If he had been a bit late, he might really have been killed by the Nineteen Devils.

””You're stupid!””

As the voice entered Chen Shaobai's ears, Chen Shaobai's face changed, ””Father … this child knows his mistake.””

””Get back here!””

The voice appeared in Chen Shaobai's mind. Chen Shaobai hesitated for a moment, then glanced over at Fang Bancheng.

””I will send Thirteen to guard him. Come back immediately.””

After saying that, the voice disappeared.

Chen Shaobai shot another glance at Fang Shuncheng, then he put away the Duke Ming Sword and rushed in the direction of the Cangman Mountain.

Fang Gengcheng.

He cleaned up Song Qiao's body and changed into a new set of clothes.

He tried to ask for the opinion of Huotang Tang and Chang Huan to bury Song Qiao, but Song Qiao didn't say a word. He sat on the chair like a statue, staring blankly outside as if he had lost all his consciousness.

Chang Huan was in a better condition than Hutang. After a moment of silence, he told An Zaihai to bury Song Qiao behind the library, which was his.

Yes, that was his library.

Many people knew that Chang Huan liked the practice. Although An Zhe didn't have much contact with the two of them, he could tell from their conversation last time that Chang Huan really was deeply in love with the practice.

But now, it looked like there was a place for Song Qiao to ascend.

Just thinking about it made sense. Although there weren't many interactions between the two in the library, with one on the second floor and the other on the first floor, wasn't this a form of companions.h.i.+p?

An Zaiyue suddenly understood that Chang Huan, Hutang, and Song Qiao were probably from the same Martial Arts Academy.

Or perhaps, Huotang should be Chang Huan and Song Qiao's senior sister.

This was because Huotang had been guarding the library for thirteen years, while Song Qiao had been rising for seven years.

Counting the time, it should be around the time that Chang Huan and the others had just finished their training.

Perhaps there will be a beautiful story, perhaps a sad one.

Both Chang Huan and Song Qiao were fond of reading books in the library. Because they were extremely talented disciples, they were able to ascend to the second floor.

There, together, they met the teacher, the one who had been quietly reading a book.

Perhaps after a long time, both of them would intentionally or unintentionally run to the library.

Maybe they were still friends, and they both knew that they liked this woman.

But when he finally made his choice, Song Huasheng was braver and more persistent than Hutang.

Song Qiusheng chose to enter the library and accompany Huodan Tang.

In seven years the two men might not have spoken to each other at all.

However, such companions.h.i.+p would eventually warm a woman's heart, even if it was made of stone.

Not to mention, her heart wasn't cold to begin with.

Right now, the appearance of the beginner was like a cloud of dust.

And Chang Huan's expression was like that of a dead heart.

An Zeng chose a good spot at the back of the bookstore, and both of them dug a hole, then buried Song Qiao.

new grave

Old person

An Zhe felt that this world was too unfair to the Martial Academies. How could they be so cruel?

They stayed overnight at the Martial Arts Academy without a funeral.

After daybreak, the news reached Empyrean Terminus Palace. An Chengli rushed over with his men.

Not only An Chengli, even people from the Embroidery Palace had come. It was obvious that the palace knew the secret of the academy's school.

Therefore, An Zaiyue became even more furious. Since the brocade palace knew of this secret, why did they still exterminate the Martial Arts Academy?

The representative of the Embroidery Palace was a young eunuch whom An Zuos.h.i.+ did not know. He had an arrogant and haughty expression on his face.

Apart from being polite in front of An Chengli, he had a condescending att.i.tude in front of everyone else.

””Truly trash. If a person dies, so be it. He even lost something.””

The young eunuch glanced at the new grave behind the bookstore, muttering to himself as he turned to leave.

As soon as he turned around, he saw An Zhe blocking his way.

Of course he knew who the strife was, but he didn't think it would do anything to him.

””What did you say?””

Anjou asked.

The young eunuch was stunned for a moment, before he cupped his hands in a symbolic salute. ””Isn't this Lord An?””

Oh … This servant forgot, you are also the Vice Princ.i.p.al of this run-down courtyard. Speaking of which, you are also the youngest Vice Princ.i.p.al in the history of the Martial Arts Academy.

””However, this servant will be in a hurry to return to the embroidered palace to reply to the order. I'll have to trouble Sir An to make way.””

He looked into the young eunuch's eyes and asked, ””What did you say just now?””

The young eunuch impatiently said, ””This servant is saying that the Martial Arts Academy was not without reason. A group of people guarding a bookstore, and in the end, almost all of the bookstores were torn down by someone from who knows where.””

Since a man's death was too big, this servant was not willing to say anything about it.

Since the empress dowager was being lenient, she wouldn't punish her.

However, even if someone died, scolding them would still be useless. There was no point in scolding them.