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 chance by the first-generation dean.”
“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 Tian Gang realm, he still felt a bit apprehensive when he recalled it.
“In ten days, there will be the Tengyun Chart battle. You will 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 spread rapidly within the Qingyun Academy. Although she was just a freshman who had entered the academy this year, there was no way around it—Ye Wushuang was simply too well-known. Because of this incident, for a while, the entire academy was abuzz with discussions.
“Ye Wushuang has really been locked up?”
“How could it be fake?”
“Alas, having offended powerful families like the Qin and Chu, how could the members of those families within the academy let her off easily?”
“I originally thought this girl had such a strong background, but now it seems… she’s just a reckless newcomer.”
“I wonder if she can survive the ten days…”
“Why worry about her? In another ten days, the Tengyun Chart battle will begin. We should all be preparing ourselves!”
As the news of Ye Wushuang’s imprisonment in the Qingliao Tower spread, it only sparked heated debates for two or three days. Because the real academy event was about to begin—the Tengyun Chart battle.
This event was undoubtedly the most exciting one in the Qingyun Academy. Among the academy’s disciples, the majority were at the physical training realm, followed by those at the Ningmai realm, and then the Yuanfu realm. However, for the academy, disciples at the Ningmai realm represented the future and the backbone. Therefore, each Tengyun Chart battle was always exceptionally lively.
Whether it was in the form of a tournament or a trial, every year, the academy’s high-ranking officials, and even representatives from the various powerful families, would attend. This made the Inner Court disciples eager to show their abilities.
In the Inner Court, among the overlapping mountains and valleys, within the Wuxin Valley.
Qin Wuxin slowly walked out of the valley, and on either side of the valley entrance, 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?”
Upon 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 Chart competition.”
“When I, Qin Wuxin, break through, it will definitely be under the spotlight.”
“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 come out as good as dead.”
“Oh?”
Qin Wuxin raised an eyebrow and said with a smile, “I was thinking of killing him with my own hands in this Tengyun Chart competition. If he dies in the Qingliao Tower, that would be so boring…”
At the same time, on the top of a small mountain in the Inner Court.
Dozens of Ningmai realm disciples had gathered on the mountain, waiting quietly.
At the top of the mountain, in the palace, a graceful figure slowly emerged at this moment.
She was a young woman, about eighteen or nineteen years old, with bright eyes and a charming figure. Her eyes carried a hint of coldness.
“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 Chart and was a ninth-level Ningmai realm cultivator.
“Where is that Ye Wushuang?” Shang Han Yue asked in a cold voice.
“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. That would be too easy for him.”
“Yes, ma’am.”
In addition to this, in the vast Qingyun Academy, the Inner Court’s young geniuses emerged from seclusion one after another to welcome the upcoming Tengyun Chart battle.
At this time, outside the Qingliao Tower, two figures appeared…
