Who Let Him Cultivate?!

In the academy, both students and teachers were very surprised as they watched the two mysterious figures walk in.

These two figures seemed to naturally exude a mysterious aura; simply standing there, they gave off an imposing pressure.

Gu Junye saw these two approaching him and wasn’t too surprised.

He sighed softly, "It seems I’ve finally been found by you."

One of the mysterious figures, with a hoarse voice that didn’t match his youthful appearance, said, "Fellow Daoist, I know that since that incident, you’ve lost faith in the organization and chosen to live in seclusion here, but please believe in the organization."

The words of the mysterious figure touched a taboo in Gu Junye’s heart. He clenched his fists tightly and suddenly looked up, with raging True Dragons seemingly roaring in his eyes.

"Believe in the organization?"

"If I believed in the organization, why would it send us on such a mission, a mission that was certain death?"

"Can you imagine, one second your friend is still talking and laughing, and the next they are pierced by tentacles, turned into a desiccated corpse?"

"Endless enemies surged like a tide, the Saint Monarch who was said to live in eternal light died, the Pan God with the power to create heaven and earth died..."

"All dead, all dead, only I am still alive!"

"Doesn’t the organization know what it was like there? Where was the organization when we were trapped, where was the support?"

The other mysterious figure’s face was covered with knife scars, as if he had experienced one bloody battle after another. He had fought countless times, and his Dao heart was as firm as iron, but when he looked at Gu Junye, his heart also trembled.

The mysterious figure remembered all the deeds of the person before him, which to them were like myths and legends.

He traversed the long river of history, leaving legends of his own at every node, undergoing the nine cycles of reincarnation, cutting down immortals with strength, and balancing the three realms of heaven, earth, and humanity with his power alone.

The mysterious figure explained with a tone of bitterness, "The organization was held back by heavenly enemies and couldn’t come to your aid."

He pointed to the scars on his face, "These wounds were left during that time."

"Fellow Daoist, the monsters from the Abyss are crawling up again, the organization needs your help, this world needs your salvation!"

Gu Junye stared at the two mysterious figures, as if seeing the images of old friends in them.

He slowly stood up, resigning himself with a sigh, "Well then, I shall make the journey."

Seeing Gu Junye agree, the stern faces of the two mysterious figures couldn’t help but reveal smiles.

"Please, fellow Daoist!"

Without the intention of explaining to the crowd, Gu Junye left the classroom, surrounded by the two mysterious figures, under the watchful eyes of everyone.

He looked up at the sky and with a profound leap, disappeared into thin air.

...

"So you’re just going to stay here for half a day and head straight home after school?" Once outside the city, the two mysterious figures changed their faces, revealing their true identities.

The two mysterious figures turned out to be Lu Yang and Meng Jingzhou!

"Thank you, Senior-Brothers," Gu Junye said, bowing with fists clasped, his face flushed with excitement.

Meng Jingzhou waved his hand, "It’s no big deal."

Lu Yang patted Gu Junye’s shoulder, "You must come next February, I have high hopes for you!"

After that, the two sat in a carriage and went to the next place.

"You know, this is quite fun."

"Right? I think so too."

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After the two left, about half a day passed before two figures flew in from afar, landing at the ruins of the immortal temple,

they frowned tightly at the sight of the collapsed temple and the broken clay sculptures scattered all around.

"The life-token isn’t mistaken, Wang Chuan has truly perished."

"But how is this possible? Although he was still in the process of reconstituting his physical body, he was at the Body Integration Realm. The strongest cultivator in this city is only at the Nascent Soul Stage, how could they have harmed Wang Chuan?"

"Could it be a passing Great Xia Body Integration who discovered him?"

"That shouldn’t be it either, Wang Chuan was formidable. Unless he encountered a top-tier Body Integration cultivator, he should have been able to escape."

"How strange."

"Once we see what happened at that time, everything will become clear."

One of them silently recited an incantation, and the faith energy scattered around began to coalesce once again. Although they couldn’t bring Wang Chuan back to life, they could review last night’s events through the faith energy.

Last night’s scenes appeared in the palm of a hand: two Nascent Soul Stage geniuses discovered Wang Chuan. As Wang Chuan made a move, he was suppressed by a white horse that descended from the sky. In a flash of lightning, Wang Chuan was vanquished, his soul annihilated by the white horse.

Watching the illusory shadow, the two figures shivered upon seeing the white horse perform "Dragon-Horse Unification, Dragon Battles in the Wilderness."

If it were them, they likely wouldn’t have been able to withstand this move either.

"Those two Nascent Soul Stage cultivators look somewhat familiar... I remember now, aren’t they the two rising stars from the Seek Dao Sect? This one is called Lu Yang, once fought evenly matched against the Young Sect Master of the Heavenly Court Sect." One of them realized suddenly, they would not even have noticed Lu Yang’s existence if not for the Heavenly Court Sect.

"Who’s the white horse then?"

"Don’t know, never seen it before."

"Let’s take this intelligence back for our superior to see."

The two immediately flew back to headquarters.

The headquarters was located in a newly opened space. The two knocked on the door, verified their identities with their spiritual power, and entered the space.

In the space, there were powerhouses as numerous as the clouds, and each individual possessed unique skills renowned in history. Although the two were at the Body Integration Realm, they ranked at the bottom among these people and were responsible for running errands.

"Master, this is the scene before Wang Chuan’s demise."

The two presented a magic artifact respectfully, temporarily refined from faith energy.

The leader was a youth who appeared even younger than Lu Yang.

Wang Chuan held substantial influence in the Body Integration Realm, and his unexpected demise took everyone by surprise. Therefore, his death was treated with utmost importance, and if possible, they were determined to avenge Wang Chuan.

Otherwise, if subordinates died at will in the outside world and he remained indifferent, it would dishearten his followers, who might then defect to Wu Youdao.

This was the Great Yu Alliance headquarters, aimed at gathering all the slumbering cultivators from the Great Yu Era. The rise of Great Xia was beyond expectations, so some advocated the notion that there is strength in numbers, moving together as one. Since they believed there was no future with Wu Youdao, the sixth Emperor Yu, they formed another power faction.

They hadn’t heard from Wu Youdao in a long time and wondered what he was scheming in secrecy.

The Imperial Teacher thought it best to plot first and then act. With such a long absence of news, perhaps he was preparing to do something earth-shattering.

The youth watched the depiction of Wang Chuan’s last moments and suddenly lit up with inspiration, even temporarily setting aside the thought of avenging Wang Chuan.

He was fixated on the sword in Lu Yang’s hand, his excitement palpable, and a greedy look flashed in his eyes: "Emperor Yu’s personal sword!"

Although it looked different from the original, he recognized the origin of the Green Peak Sword in an instant.

Everyone was astonished; they all knew the youth looked down on Wu Youdao. The only one he would refer to as "Emperor Yu" was none other than the founding monarch of the Great Yu Dynasty, Wu Yao.

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