Chapter 1551
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Chapter 1551 Tai Gong Takes Action
Fifth Teaching Building, Room 609.
Li Yifei stood by the dim window, gazing at the distant roaring venue, his brows tightly furrowed.
Inside the classroom, the remnant souls seemed to sense the terrifying battle aura from that battlefield, shrinking into the farthest corner of the classroom, their expressions filled with panic and fear.
“What exactly is happening…” Li Yifei muttered.
A moment later, as Li Yifei was about to grit his teeth and leave the classroom to check, a petite white figure quickly descended from the rooftop, hanging by a spider thread.
“Manager! Manager!” Azhu hung upside down on the spider thread, flying directly through the open window. Upon seeing Li Yifei, tears welled up in her eyes as she threw herself into his arms.
“Azhu?”
Li Yifei, seeing Azhu, instinctively stroked her head while asking in surprise, “Why are you here? Where’s Qiye?”
“The Director is outside fighting bad guys. He told me to find you and tell you to quickly go to the underground air raid shelter nearby to take refuge.”
“Take refuge? What’s happening outside?”
“I can’t explain clearly… anyway, it’s very dangerous! Just now when I was coming, I saw several pink giant insects flying overhead. They looked terrifying.” Azhu’s face turned pale as if remembering something.
“Can I help?”
“Oh Manager, you probably couldn’t even beat me, how could you help… hurry up, it’ll be too late if we don’t leave now.” Azhu urged anxiously.
“But what about these remnant souls…”
Before Li Yifei could finish, Azhu transformed into a spider form, shooting out a massive white web that instantly enveloped all the remnant souls in the classroom, carrying them out the window like kites.
Azhu’s true form was a soul-weaving spider, whose webs could naturally capture human souls. This was why Lin Qiye specifically sent her to find Li Yifei – with Azhu present, she could lead Li Yifei and all the remnant souls to safety.
Seeing this, Li Yifei quickly jumped down after her, racing along the flickering lights toward the underground shelter.
Perhaps because all the Mi-Go had been drawn to the venue, the two ran without encountering any monsters and quickly reached the air raid shelter, where students and teachers lay densely packed on the ground, already fallen into deep sleep.
Li Yifei sat down by a pillar with his guitar on his back, letting out a long sigh of relief…
“That was terrifying… I thought I’d be eaten by those giant insects before I could find you.” Azhu’s face was pale as she plopped down beside Li Yifei, her small hand repeatedly patting her chest.
“…Azhu, we’re caretakers. Even if we die outside, we’ll return to the hospital. It just takes more time to recover, no need to be so afraid.” Li Yifei couldn’t help saying.
“But dying hurts a lot.”
Li Yifei knew Azhu’s personality and sighed helplessly. Then, as if remembering something, he asked:
“By the way, how has the hospital been during my absence?”
“…”
These words fell on Azhu’s ears, and she felt a surge of grievance. She looked at Li Yifei with expectant eyes that immediately turned red.
“Not, not very good…”
…
Beijing University, evening gala venue.
Lin Qiye’s gaze swept across the surroundings, his body tense, his expression extremely grave.
During the time he and Cao Yuan had left, they went in different directions, each killing two Mi-Go that were closest, plus the three that just died at the gala venue. There were still nine Mi-Go approaching.
Although compared to the original sixteen, they had eliminated a small portion, the number still put immense pressure on Lin Qiye and his companion.
Lin Qiye gathered all his “Klein” level summons around An Qingyu and Lu Menglei. Though they couldn’t defeat the Mi-Go, their combined forces should be able to hold them off for a while. With Jiang Er hidden underground as the last line of defense, they should be able to prevent the Mi-Go from taking advantage.
“I’ll handle four of them, the Thunder Beast will take three. Cao, can you handle two?” Lin Qiye turned to look at Cao Yuan.
Cao Yuan took the black box Lin Qiye tossed him and rolled his eyes helplessly.
“Who are you looking down on… three each.”
“We’re outnumbered, don’t think about killing them, just hold them off. Chen Han will bring people soon.”
As Lin Qiye finished speaking, from all directions in the night, the sound of membrane wings rapidly approached. They didn’t spread out to gain speed but moved forward at a uniform pace, like an arc, rapidly closing in on Lin Qiye and the others.
“Not leaving any openings, huh…” Lin Qiye narrowed his eyes at this.
“Time to act.”
“Meow!”
Just as Lin Qiye and his companions were about to make their move, a figure slowly walked into the venue.
It was a plainly dressed middle-aged man. His appearance was like that of a ghost – even Lin Qiye’s mental perception gave no warning. When Lin Qiye caught sight of him in his peripheral vision, he was first stunned, then shocked!
“Teacher Song Jun?!”
Hearing this, Cao Yuan, An Qingyu, and Jiang Er all turned their heads. The person slowly approaching was none other than their counselor Song Jun, whom they had met on their first day of school.
However, during their time at school, Lin Qiye and the others hadn’t seen him again, almost forgetting his existence.
Song Jun stepped into the gala venue, his gaze sweeping over the nine Mi-Go continuously closing in from the sky. He sighed helplessly, and a brilliant light emanated from his body. His form gradually changed, eventually becoming an old man with white hair and beard.
The old man wore a white robe and held a God-Striking Whip. With a swing in mid-air, a divine light roared out!
Bang!
A Mi-Go screamed in agony, instantly shattering into a mist of blood.
The old man’s eyes narrowed to slits, and a terrifying divine aura suddenly descended. The God-Striking Whip broke through the air with buzzing sounds. Divine light flashed repeatedly, and the Mi-Go surrounding An Qingyu and the others burst into bloody mist, dissipating without a trace.
In an instant, most of the nine Mi-Go were dead or injured.
The remaining few seemed to realize the old man’s terrifying power. The space-time around them rapidly distorted, their forms fading. Just as they were about to escape, a domain instantly expanded from beneath Lin Qiye’s feet, forcibly pushing them back out!
Several bloody mists were shredded by the divine light, and the air once again fell into dead silence. In less than half a minute, all nine Mi-Go had perished.
Lin Qiye and the others exchanged glances, joy appearing on their faces!
“That is…” Lu Menglei stared blankly at the white-robed old man who descended like a deity, and asked in confusion.
“That’s our Great Xia’s Jiang Taigong,” Cao Yuan walked to her side and explained. “The leader of the gods in mythology.”
“So gods really exist?” Lu Menglei’s mouth fell open as she asked in confusion. “But… why would Jiang Taigong become our school counselor?”
Cao Yuan didn’t answer, because he didn’t know the answer to this question either.
Having killed nine Mi-Go in one breath and resolved this crisis, there was no trace of joy on Jiang Ziya’s face. Holding the God-Striking Whip, his gaze fixed on An Qingyu sitting in the wheelchair as he walked forward step by step…
