Chapter 427
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Qin Wuxin spoke indifferently, “Is that truly the case?”
The young man hurriedly replied, “Everyone witnessed it; it’s absolutely certain.”
“Brother Wuxin, the competition for the Tayan list is about to begin. Ye Wushuang is a descendant of the Ye clan. When the Ye clan was destroyed years ago, our Qin clan was also involved in the attack.”
“This young man harbors deep resentment towards our Qin clan, as well as the Chu, Shang, Liu, and Xiao clans. What if… what if…” the young man trailed off, his voice trembling with anxiety, while the others nodded in agreement.
The events that transpired during the Lingyun Mountain trial were unknown to most disciples of Qingyun Academy, but these scions of great families had learned the truth from their elders. Ye Wushuang had killed Chu Haoyu, Qin Cangsheng, Shang Mingjie, and other newly emerging geniuses from the major clans. His hatred towards the five great clans was no longer concealed.
Moreover, he had killed Chu Mingyan and Chu Gan within the academy and yet still walked away unscathed! Clearly, someone was protecting Ye Wushuang.
The competition for the Tayan list was imminent. If Ye Wushuang were to go on a killing spree again, who could possibly stop him?
Qin Wuxin was unafraid, but the others were terrified.
Hearing this, Qin Wuxin looked at the group coldly and said, “Even if this young man is exceptionally talented, he is still only at the sixth level of the Ningmai realm. The academy has not yet decided whether the Tayan list competition will be a series of arena battles or a trial in the mountains…”
“You are all geniuses of our Qin clan, the future pillars of our family. Now you are frightened by a single Ye Wushuang. What kind of example does that set?”
“Instead of diligently cultivating your skills, you cower at the first sign of trouble?”
Chastised by Qin Wuxin, the young men bowed their heads, too afraid to respond.
Qin Wuxin was not only the top-ranked genius on the Tayan list but also the son of Qin Taxying, the third master of the Qin clan, holding an extremely high status within the family.
“I will kill him,” Qin Wuxin declared indifferently. “He has killed so many of our Qin clan’s young talents; he cannot be allowed to live. Rest easy.”
“Yes, sir.”
Hearing Qin Wuxin’s words, the young men of the Qin clan felt a wave of relief. Qin Wuxin was extremely powerful. With him taking action against Ye Wushuang, even if the latter had achieved the small level of completion in Sword Intent, he would surely meet his end.
Meanwhile, in another part of Qingyun Academy, in a misty valley where palaces and pavilions were half-hidden among the mountains and trees, a vast and magnificent martial field stood in the center of the valley.
Surrounding the martial field were over a hundred jade-like stone pillars, each towering a hundred zhang high. In the center of the field stood a young woman, about eighteen or nineteen years old, wearing a white dress that gently spread out around her. Her figure was slender and graceful, and her face, though cold, exuded a sweet charm.
At this moment, about a thousand array patterns were swirling around her, interweaving and drawing in the spiritual energy of heaven and earth. These patterns converged to form a spiritual array that spread out around her.
In the next moment, the jade-like stone pillars around the martial field unleashed terrifying attacks, striking towards the young woman.
Boom, boom, boom…
But just then, the spiritual array activated, blocking all the terrifying onslaughts. However, the continuous attacks from the stone pillars kept battering against the array’s defenses.
After a full incense stick’s worth of time had passed, the terrifying attacks dissipated, but the spiritual array the young woman had formed remained intact.
Clap, clap…
Applause rang out at this moment.
“Qingcheng, your mastery of the first-level spiritual array is already impeccable. Next, you can attempt to condense more than a thousand spiritual patterns and prepare to study the second-level spiritual array!” A woman in her thirties, dressed in a splendid silk dress, walked over from the corner of the martial field.
She exuded an air of elegance and grace, and her plump figure was captivating. Her face, lightly made up, showcased the charm of a mature woman, making it hard for others to look directly at her.
“Master!”
Chu Qingcheng looked at the woman in front of her and respectfully bowed. Her master, Feng Lan, was not very well-known within Qingyun Academy, but her expertise in arrays was unparalleled.
In Chu Qingcheng’s eyes, even the current head of the Qingyun Spiritual Array Pavilion, Master Zhang Ziyin, could not compare to Master Feng Lan in the field of arrays. Zhang Ziyin and Feng Lan were originally siblings in the same master-apprentice relationship and had come to Qingyun Academy together years ago to seek employment.
Over the years, while Master Zhang Ziyin’s reputation had soared as the head of the Qingyun Spiritual Array Pavilion, Master Feng Lan remained relatively obscure.
Feng Lan approached Chu Qingcheng, her fair hand gently caressing the young woman’s beautiful face, and said with a smile, “You’re eighteen this year, right? You’re becoming more and more delightful.”
“Master…” Chu Qingcheng’s face turned red.
“Haha…” Feng Lan laughed, then continued, “Qingcheng, I know you’ve been holding back from breaking through to the Yuanfu realm, but this can’t go on forever.”
Upon hearing this, Chu Qingcheng’s body stiffened.
