Chapter Forty-Seven: The Verge
Time flies quickly, very quickly, more than a month has passed since Bai Yanruo left the academy, and something has happened in the meantime-
First of all, the strong black king Ling Xiaozhi in the inner courtyard returned in a high-profile manner, and there was a gossip storm about the 'love-hate entanglement' between Xiao Yihan, Ling Xiaozhi, and Dongfang Xinqiu, the three top leaders of the inner court, but just when everyone was paying attention to the wonderful fierce battle that happened in the reunion of the three people, the two almost disappeared in the inner courtyard and rarely saw a trace again.
Soon after, I didn't know where the news leaked, saying that Xiao Yihan in the inner courtyard and a female student in the outer courtyard were dealing with each other, which undoubtedly broke the hearts of Xiao Yihan's countless fans.
As for the outer courtyard, Xiang Bucai doesn't seem to care much about cultivation all day long, but is obsessed with business, his betting platform has almost monopolized the business of the entire outer courtyard and even extends to the inner courtyard, in addition, he also seems to have developed some other businesses, such as gossip and the like. Ye Chaoxiao had to admit that compared to Xiang Bucai's character, cultivation is indeed a genius, and compared with his business talent, that cultivation talent is dispensable.
In addition, this day is still lived, Ye Chaoxiao still lives a life with a very regular schedule and rest time: nothing more than attending classes every day and cultivating - with the help of the medicine left by Bai Yanruo, Ye Chaoxiao has also stepped into the peak of the fourth stage of the Warriors, and finally mixed into the average level of the freshman grade in the outer courtyard, and his soul strength and physical fitness have also grown greatly. Of course, after all, the Qizhong Academy is a famous cultivation blessed land, even if it is in the outer courtyard, the cultivation environment is much better, taking Ye Chaoxiao's class as an example, almost all the students' strength has increased by two or three levels compared to when they first entered the school
The days passed day by day, and finally the day of the inner court selection competition was approaching.
On this day, Ye Chaoxiao came to the classroom as always, but found that the classroom was in chaos, Ren Pingsheng did not appear, and everyone hurriedly looked out of the window of the classroom. Ye Chaoxiao felt doubtful, and quietly launched a soul investigation, and went out of the window, there was still chaos outside the building, but Ye Chaoxiao could still see the general situation, there were several old students of Qizhong Courtyard, who were put on stretchers and ran towards the inner courtyard quickly!
"Xiang Bucai, what happened?"
"Don't you know? We people from the Seven Loyal Monastery were beaten by the Ashram!
"What?" Ye Chaoxiao exclaimed in surprise, but there were definitely not a few people who were surprised like this, and the fact that the students of Qizhong Academy were violently beaten by the Ashram instantly caused a huge storm in the academy. In a very short period of time, the news of Ye Chaoxiao's victory and Ling Xiaozhi's return has become a hot topic of discussion among everyone in Qizhong Academy. There were even several hot-blooded young people who couldn't accept this breath and took the initiative to go up to the door of the retreat to ask for an explanation, but naturally they were beaten half to death and carried back, and this matter spread outside, and unconsciously evolved into the consequence of Qizhongyuan taking the initiative to cause trouble, of course, the more detailed content, Ye Chaoxiao didn't know and didn't pay attention to it.
The reality is, of course, much more so than what these students are discussing.
At this moment - the inner courtyard
"Bastard! this kind of thing happened, the retreat academy, and the sects behind it, is it true that no one in our Qizhong Academy is not successful?" In the dean's office, a violent roar was rarely released from it, and this roar seemed to carry a bit of true qi, and even the glass of the window was shattered. Lu Yun sat on his chair, looking at the reports that had been collected, his face turned blue and purple with anger, since the establishment of the Qizhong Academy, when had he ever received such a grievance? His own students were openly beaten and seriously injured at the school gate, and it was said that the students of the Qizhong Academy were the first to make trouble, not only that, including the forces behind the retreat, in just a few days, a powerful trend of public opinion was formed in the East Pole Region, and the reputation of the Qizhong Academy was greatly affected in a moment.
The originally peaceful Eastern Polar Domain suddenly changed, and even the Xuanyang Gate, the second largest sect in the Eastern Arctic Region, together with several other first-class forces in the Eastern Arctic Region, directly spoke, if the Qizhong Academy did not withdraw from the Tongling Valley within seven days and transfer the control of the heaven and earth spiritual veins in the Tongling Valley to the Retreat Institute, the Qizhong Yuan would take compulsory measures to expel it. Of course, the Eastern Pole Sect, as the leader of the Eastern Pole Domain, would certainly not see such a situation appear, forcing the Xuanyang Sect to retreat, and some sects, including the Xuanyang Sect, no longer directly participated in the struggle between the Qizhong Monastery and the Ashram, but still provided material support to the Ashram. The Eastern Pole Sect did not provide more assistance to the Seven Loyal Temples while making peace with the mud, and even at such a point, they still insisted on their neutral status, thus making the struggle between the Seven Loyal Temples and the Ashram stalemate.
This situation has been stalemate for a week, and this week is definitely the most aggrieved week for Lu Yun since he became the president of Qizhong Academy. Obviously, the other side caused trouble first, but he was really forced by the situation to the point of being beaten passively, as soon as he thought of this, Lu Yun's two eyes seemed to be about to breathe fire, and anyone who looked at him now would probably be burned by the flames.
"Lao Lu, don't worry...... The retreat dares to act like this all of a sudden, and it must be ...... behind it" Looking at Lu Yun's appearance of being about to explode with anger, Wu Wu, who was sitting on the side, immediately persuaded, but he didn't expect this persuasion to make Lu Yun, who is usually approachable, even more resentful:
"What's the hurry? I've been in a school since the founding of Qizhong Academy, when have I ever been wronged like this? Don't you want me Lu Yun to be beaten by someone and go to be a dog for others? Old Wu, you have to be a dog, you have to be, I Lu Yun will not give in even if I die!"
"Lao Lu, don't be angry. Now is not the time to be angry, there may be other actions on the side of the retreat at any time....."
"Dean, Dean! Oh no!
A figure hurriedly broke into the dean's office, and before Lu Yun and Wu Wu could ask, the man didn't bother to take a breath, and said in a panic:
"Dean, vice dean, no, the people from the ashram have called!"
At this moment, the ashram β
"Dean, it's almost time. In a remote room in the ashram, a young man in purple clothes sat in front of the window and said slowly. Behind him stood a middle-aged man in a blue robe in his fifties, with a long beard and a somewhat disobedient smile on his face, this is Luo Feng, the dean of the retreat institute, and Lu Yun, the dean of the Qizhong Academy, who is a strong man of the same generation, can be regarded as the number one figure in the entire Eastern Polar Region, but in front of this young man in purple, he looks so restrained and respectful.
"Yes, the advance team has already set off, Young Master Xuan, you ......"
"Dean, you should almost go, Lu Yun, the dean of Qizhong Academy, is not a good person, I will fulfill my agreement and deal with those strong students in the inner court, but I don't like killing, and I don't want any casualties on both sides. Dean, you know what I mean. The purple-clothed young man was still facing away from Luo Feng, and as he spoke, he carefully wiped the long sword in his hand, and the bright moonlight outside the window reflected on the body of the sword that was full of bright silver, and it actually faintly shimmered with a light purple light.
"Understood, that young master, that adult......"
"Let that old man stay first, anyway, they are all in this psychic valley, and it will not be a problem to support at any time. The young man in purple stood up, put his sword into the sheath, tidied up his clothes, and walked out of the roomβ
"Yan, let's go, let's go and meet the opponents of the Seven Loyal Temple. β