Chapter 382
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“Chu Mingjie, do you think my punishment is unjust?” Li Changqing’s voice rose slightly.
Chu Mingjie remained silent, standing tall at the entrance of the valley.
“Chu Mingyan killed Wang Sheng. Ye Wushuang’s act of killing him was wrong, but it was not a capital offense. As for Chu Gan, he attempted to kill Ye Wushuang, and Ye Wushuang was merely defending himself!”
Li Changqing’s voice was cold and indifferent. “This is my judgment and my decision. Do you understand?”
Upon hearing this, Chu Mingjie’s face turned stern, and he shouted, “Li Changqing, you are showing favoritism and perverting the law to protect Ye Wushuang!”
“Oh?”
Li Changqing smiled faintly, then extended his fingers into a sword-like shape and flicked them out in an instant.
Seeing Li Changqing actually make a move, Chu Mingjie was horrified, but he immediately pushed his hands forward, stirring up his spiritual energy.
Boom…
However, in the next moment, Chu Mingjie and the more than a dozen Chu clan elders were blasted out of the valley, tumbling hundreds of feet away.
“Get out!”
Li Changqing’s voice rang out, and he snorted, “You, a mere inner court elder, dare to question my decision as the vice dean?”
Chu Mingjie tumbled to the ground in a disheveled state, his face pale.
He was indeed at the ninth tier of the Yuanfu realm, but Li Changqing was at the late stage of the Tian Gang realm. The gap was simply too great.
“Li Changqing, you are perverting the law. I will definitely…”
“Get out!”
With another shout from Li Changqing, he struck again.
This time, it was not just his fingers forming a sword; it was the long sword in his hand, slashing down with a hundred-foot-long sword energy that shot out of the valley and struck in front of Chu Mingjie and the others.
Bang, bang, bang…
The dozen or so elders let out screams of agony as they were slashed hundreds of feet away.
Chu Mingjie had a sword wound on his chest, bleeding profusely, but he gritted his teeth and looked back at the valley.
“Let’s go!”
Chu Mingjie pressed his hand to his chest and growled.
Li Changqing’s position was too high for him to challenge, but that didn’t mean others couldn’t. This matter was far from over!
Inside the valley, Li Changqing sheathed his sword and looked at Shangguan Rong and Bu Chenfeng, saying directly, “You two, follow Ye Wushuang and be careful. The Chu clan might resort to desperate measures and try to kill him outside the academy.”
“Yes, sir!”
“Yes, sir!”
The two bowed deeply.
However, Shangguan Rong questioned, “Uncle Changqing, is it really necessary? He’s only at the sixth tier of the Condensation Pulse realm…”
“Absolutely necessary!”
Li Changqing chuckled and said, “Not to mention that cultivating Ye Wushuang can cause endless trouble for the major clans, but I’m also counting on this young man to help me reach the Perfect Sword Intent realm. I can’t let Old Tang outdo me!”
Hearing this, the two were even more astonished.
Could that seemingly ordinary sword strike just now really help the famous Vice Dean of Qingyun Academy, a Tian Gang realm master at the peak of Sword Intent, break through his own barriers and reach the Perfect Sword Intent realm?
…
The mansion that Xu Wenyuan had given Ye Wushuang was close to the Qingyun Academy. After leaving the academy, Ye Wushuang returned directly to the Ye Mansion.
“Master!”
“Uncle He.”
Uncle He opened the door and saw Ye Wushuang returning. He was overjoyed and said, “Master has come back.”
The servants and guards in the Ye Mansion were all chosen by Wang Pengyuan, Xu Wenyuan, and Lei Chengtian. Ye Wushuang had no reason to worry.
He had been away for a month, and his mother, uncle, and sister must have been worried about him.
“Shuang!”
In the main hall, Liu Yuemei, dressed in a simple and plain long dress, her face glowing with a healthy luster, hurried forward.
“Finally, you’re back.”
Ye Wushuang couldn’t help but smile and said, “Mother, I just went to the Lingyun Mountain trial. It’s nothing serious.”
“Still lying to me?” Liu Yuemei scolded, “That trial is a matter of life and death. Don’t think I don’t know.”
“Shuang!”
Ye Qingfeng also walked out from the side courtyard.
Ye Qingfeng no longer suffered from the pain of losing his bloodline spirit. Although he had lost the possibility of awakening the Devouring Bloodline, he had finally begun to cultivate systematically. With Ye Wushuang’s guidance and the help of medicinal pills, he had now reached the third tier of the Condensation Pulse realm.
Looking at Ye Wushuang, Ye Qingfeng’s expression was astonished. “You little rascal, in just a month, I can’t even fathom the depth of your cultivation!”
Ye Wushuang smiled faintly, and six streams of spiritual energy faintly hovered around him.
“The sixth tier of the Condensation Pulse realm?”
Ye Qingfeng was stunned.
A month ago, Ye Wushuang was only at the first tier of the Condensation Pulse realm, and now he had reached the sixth tier!
This… was just too fast!
Ye Wushuang smiled and said, “Where’s Feifei?”
Upon hearing Ye Wushuang mention Ye Feifei, both Liu Yuemei and Ye Qingfeng looked towards the backyard with strange expressions.
