70 How Can the Bottom Line Be So Easily Breached? (1/2)
The sky had darkened from its originally blue hue, appearing to be an infinitely large canvas dotted with innumerable stars that enveloped the entire world.
Under this night sky, an aircraft sped past. A weak glow shone from its protective shield, causing the aircraft to flicker, as if it was vibrating.
Right now, other than Wang Baole and the man in black that he had captured, there were many others in the aircraft, all of whom were the travelers that had traveled with Wang Baole previously.
The passengers on the previous aircraft bound for Ethereal City had been stuck when the aircraft was immobilized in the air due to the siege, which also caused it to lose all means of communication. It was only with Wang Baole's return that those passengers could be transferred to the functional aircraft.
Everyone on the aircraft was impressed by Wang Baole's heroic solo return. They understood that one who was the target of so many Pulse Enrichment experts was definitely no one ordinary. Furthermore, under the pursuit, if anyone could choose the unbelievable option of ejecting themselves from the aircraft alone and eventually return successfully. It was inevitable that he would reek of the smell of bloodshed and combat.
A bloody stench emanating from Wang Baole, and the near-death appearance of the middle-aged man in black captured by him put everyone on board on tenterhooks. When they looked at Wang Baole, they became exceptionally respectful, afraid to question him, and terrified to provoke him in any way.
Wang Baole did not care at all regarding the reactions of everyone else. Right now, he was dressed in a bloodied Head Prefect Daoist robe and sitting in an independent room within the aircraft, staring intently in the direction of the Pond Cloud Rainforest outside the window for what seemed like forever.
Two days had passed, but memories of the slaughter and the images that he had seen at the Five Peaks haunted him like a dream.
”Her mask and the sword in her hands,” Wang Baole mumbled as he looked at the night sky, which was now pitch-black.
Was that really the cosmic ancient sword that pierced through the sun? It's size is different though… Wang Baole let out a long sigh and buried this doubt deep in his heart. He recalled the pursuit where he was the only one out of ten that survived, and his eyes revealed a look of coldness.
Lin Tianhao! Wang Baole thought as he narrowed his eyes. The whole incident not only made him uneasy but also extremely worried about his family's safety. In reality, when he departed from the Pond Cloud Rainforest two days ago, he had immediately contacted his parents. It was only after he confirmed their safety that he heaved a sigh of relief. Following that, he turned even more somber.
Even having a status as the sole Head Prefect of the Dharmic Armament faculty made me a target to be killed. If they switched their attention to my family members… Wang Baole shivered at the thought as he clenched his fist.
I am seventy percent sure that the mastermind is Lin Tianhao!
His father is a prominent character. The thing I need to figure out first is who his father is exactly.
His father's identity is definitely nothing simple, otherwise the Vice-Chancellor would never swallow his pride and associate himself with the man's son. From the looks of it, it might not be possible to get my revenge immediately.
Wang Baole closed his eyes, pensively thinking about how he could build on the foundation that he had now to solve the problem as quickly as possible.
Time passed, and in the days that followed, the aircraft did not meet with any severe danger. With the guard of the protective screen, attacks from ferocious creatures could be successfully resolved. The passengers on-board still held Wang Baole in high regard when they saw him, but their nervousness had gradually eased compared to the initial days.
At last, under the control of Wang Baole, the aircraft did not fly toward Ethereal City but instead landed directly on the Lower Academy Island of Ethereal Dao College.
The people on board the aircraft had no disagreements with the landing location. They all left quickly for Ethereal City after gratefully bidding Wang Baole farewell with cupped fists.
After bidding farewell to the other passengers, Wang Baole turned to look at the familiar Dao College. He inhaled a deep breath and headed straight toward the Chancellor's peak with the middle-aged man in black.
There were few students on campus as the semester had not yet begun. However, Wang Baole was extremely famous on the Lower Academy Island. The handful of students who remained quickly noticed Wang Baole, and after seeing him clad in a blood-stained shirt, they stared with disbelief and reeled in shock.
”That is… Wang Baole?”
”What on earth happened? He is bloodied everywhere and seems to be injured in many places!”
As everyone reeled in shock, Wang Baole remained emotionless. He did not wear the bloodied clothes for this purpose—he had no other robes to wear. Now, he dragged the pale middle-aged man in black along. Even before the other students could spread the news of his return, he had already arrived at the Chancellor's peak.
Under the bewildered gazes of the Chancellor peak's attendants, Wang Baole stood directly before the main hall and began speaking loudly with cupped fists.
”Disciple Wang Baole, who has returned from near certain death, requests to see the Chancellor!”
His voice was loud and spread throughout the main hall. The Chancellor, who was meditating at the front of the hall, opened his eyes the instant Wang Baole spoke. Hearing Wang Baole's words loud and clear, the Chancellor's gaze firmed up. He raised his right hand and flung strongly.
Immediately, the door to the main hall began to open slowly. As the door opened, rays of sunlight shone through and reflected off Wang Baole's bloodied appearance into the eyes of the Chancellor.
The Chancellor's expressions changed the moment he saw Wang Baole, and he instantly stood up.
”What happened!?”