Chapter 437

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Li Changqing continued, “The Qingliao Tower itself is an extremely powerful spiritual artifact, with its own internal space, which was obtained by the first-generation dean by chance.”

“The dangers within are indeed hair-raising, but it also depends on who goes in.”

In fact, Li Changqing had also entered the Qingliao Tower in the past. It was truly terrifying, and even now that he had reached the Tiangang realm, he still felt a bit apprehensive when he thought back on it.

“In ten days, there will be the Tengyun Battle. You two should go and bring him out then.”

“Yes, sir.”

The two of them withdrew.

The news that Ye Wushuang had been imprisoned in the Qingliao Tower quickly spread throughout the Qingyun Academy. Although he was just a freshman who had entered the academy this year, there was no way around it—Ye Wushuang was simply too famous. Because of this, for a while, the entire academy was abuzz with discussions.

“Is Ye Wushuang really locked up?”

“How could it be false?”

“Alas, having offended the Qin and Chu clans, how could the members of those powerful families within the academy let him off easily?”

“I originally thought this guy had such a strong background, but now it seems… he’s just a reckless young man.”

“I wonder if he can survive the ten days…”

“Why worry about him? In another ten days, the Tengyun Battle will begin. We should all prepare well!”

As the news of Ye Wushuang’s imprisonment in the Qingliao Tower spread, it only sparked heated discussions for two or three days. Because the real academy grand event was about to begin—the Tengyun Battle.

This major event was undoubtedly the most exciting one in the Qingyun Academy. Within the academy, the majority of disciples were at the physical training realm, followed by those at the condensation meridian realm, and then the Yuanfu realm. However, for the academy, disciples at the condensation meridian realm represented the future and the backbone. Therefore, every Tengyun Battle was exceptionally lively.

Whether it was a tournament or a trial battle, every year, the academy’s senior officials, and even representatives from the various powerful families, would attend. This made the inner court disciples of the academy eager to show their abilities.

In the inner court, among the overlapping mountains, in the Wuxin Valley.

Qin Wuxin slowly walked out of the valley, and on both sides of the valley, dozens of Qin clan disciples were already standing by.

“Brother Wuxin!”

A young man stepped forward and said with a smile, “You’ve finally come out of seclusion. Have you reached the Yuanfu realm?”

Hearing this, Qin Wuxin replied indifferently, “I could have broken through to the Yuanfu realm long ago. The reason I haven’t is that I was waiting for this Tengyun Battle.”

“My breakthrough, Qin Wuxin, will surely be the center of attention.”

“Yes, yes, yes…” Another disciple said, “Brother Wuxin, that Ye Wushuang kid has been thrown into the Qingliao Tower by Li Changqing. It’s already the tenth day. That kid will probably be ruined when he comes out.”

“Oh?”

Qin Wuxin raised an eyebrow and laughed, “I was thinking of killing him with my own hands in this Tengyun Battle. If he dies in the Qingliao Tower, that would be too boring…”

At the same time, on the top of a small mountain in the inner court.

Dozens of disciples at the condensation meridian realm were also gathered on the small mountain, waiting quietly.

At the top of the mountain, in the palace, a graceful figure slowly walked out at this moment.

She was a young woman, around eighteen or nineteen years old, with bright eyes and a charming figure, and a hint of coldness in her eyes.

“Sister Han Yue!”

A young man stepped forward and said with a bow, “Sister Han Yue, you’ve finally come out of seclusion. Everyone is waiting for you to lead our Shang clan to a good result this time!”

Shang Han Yue!

A genius of the Shang clan.

Unlike Shang Mingjie and Shang Tianyue, Shang Han Yue herself was ranked sixth on the Tengyun List and was a ninth-level condensation meridian realm cultivator.

“What about that Ye Wushuang?” Shang Han Yue asked coldly.

“That kid was thrown into the Qingliao Tower and is probably about to die…”

Upon hearing this, Shang Han Yue immediately said, “Find out. He must not die in the Qingliao Tower. It would be too lenient on him.”

“Yes.”

In addition to this, in the vast Qingyun Academy, the inner court’s young talents all came out of seclusion to welcome the upcoming Tengyun Battle.

And at this time, outside the Qingliao Tower, two figures appeared…