"You bunch of old fogies..." Li Xingtian looked at the group of Saints called over by Zhang nglong, and sweat dripped down his back.
If he was determined to protect Lin Mofeng today, it wouldn't take much for those 11 Saints to hold him back.
If they were even a bit more serious, even Li Xingtian could fall here; this was no joke!
"Li Xingtian, you're not young anymore; stop always thinking about your pride," a Saint advised. "Is it worth exchanging what you've built over half a life for a disobedient student?"
"Exactly, even if soone cos knocking, see who it is. If it's a demigod, would you still find it shaful?"
"Mr. Zhang may not be a demigod, but his stature is far above ordinary Saints. You won't lose out this ti."
"What benefits did he give you all to make you help him like this?" Li Xingtian sighed, showing signs of relenting.
"Hehe, a Saint Grade Elixir." The 11 Saints displayed smug expressions.
"I spent thousands of years and couldn't find soone capable of refining it, yet Master Zhang sorted it out for
in half a day. What's wrong with being his henchman?"
"Yeah, even if he gave
two big slaps, I'd still praise him for his talents."
"If he shits right on my neck, I'd still comnd his digestive health."
...
Zhang nglong's face twitched; these Saints really dared to speak so bluntly—he couldn't even co up with such comnts.
"A Saint Grade Elixir? Is he a Saint Level Alchemist?"
The room was stunned, finally understanding why Zhang nglong could easily summon 11 Saints as his henchn; he truly had that kind of clout.
"It's over..." Lin Mofeng's vision went dark.
Given Zhang nglong's status, even if Lin Mofeng escaped today, just a word from Zhang nglong could trade his life for favors, and he'd face countless assassination attempts daily—a fate worse than death.
But how could a small True Martial Realm Martial Artist like Xing Nianbing be a Saint Grade Alchemist? He couldn't comprehend it.
"Grandpa..." Lin Mofeng looked toward his grandfather.
"Sigh!" Lin Xiong sighed. "Mo'er, this ti not even your grandpa, let alone the headmaster, can protect you."
Lin Xiong seed to age centuries in an instant, powerless against the situation.
"Senior Li Xingtian," Zhang nglong spoke, "that girl hard by Lin Mofeng is my savior. I was once ejected from a spaceship into the desert by a space-ti storm, heavily injured. She defied everyone to take
in. If not for her, I would've been dead long ago!"
Zhang nglong took a deep breath. "She's unjustly wronged today; if I don't stand up and fight for her, how can I face her spirit in the afterlife?"
"Is that so?"
"No wonder he's so angry!"
"Lin Mofeng has long been abusing his background for unlawful deeds; this ti he truly kicked the hornet's nest."
"Let's have a mont of silence for him."
...
"Enough..." Li Xingtian sighed. "I'm stepping back; you can take him away now."
Using his spiritual power within the Elders' Tower, Li Xingtian easily located Lin Mofeng.
With a casual gesture, an invisible force restrained and threw him before Zhang nglong.
"Bind him," Zhang nglong ordered, and instantly, several Martial Artists tied up Lin Mofeng.
"Let go of ! You'll die miserably! Even if I die, I won't let you off!"
"Cut out his tongue," Zhang nglong said coldly.
"Ah!" A Martial Artist ripped out his tongue along with a chunk from his throat, leaving Lin Mofeng with just gurgling sounds.
"Not enough," Zhang nglong stated. "Everyone involved in this—I'm taking them, whether they participated, sheltered, or covered up; they all must die!"
Zhang nglong declared in a tone that allowed no refusal.
Li Xingtian wanted to say more because among them, there were certainly so Elders and tutors, each invaluable to Chanling Academy. Killing them would diminish the academy's strength.
"No negotiation?" Li Xingtian asked.
"None!" Zhang nglong replied emphatically. "For each missed, I'll kill a hundred more in their place!"
"Sigh," Li Xingtian shook his head. "Take them all!"
"Everyone involved, step forward," Zhang nglong scanned the crowd. "I'll count to five!"
"1!"
"2!"
"3!"
"4!"
"5!"
The count finished, but no one dared to step forward, knowing involvent ant starting their next life, as evident from Lin Mofeng's fate.
"I believe among you, many were involved. Anyone who reveals them receives a Starstone!"
"I confess, he was involved in kidnapping the female student!" A not-so-strong Martial Artist pointed out one person.
"Good!" Zhang nglong tossed him a Starstone.
"Kill him!"
"Whoosh!" A flash, and the Martial Artist's head soared skyward.
"Anyone else?"
"Yes! Your friend was drugged unconscious by Lin Mofeng; he made that drug!"
"True, this clue is very valuable—worth 2 Starstones!" Zhang nglong glared at a young man, who dared not make eye contact.
"Heavenly Illumination!" A flick from Zhang nglong ignited black flas on the young man. "Enjoy making potions, do you?"
"I report, your friends wanted to escalate things; they're the ones who detained and tornted her."
"Kill him too!"
...
More people began to expose others, as cries mixed with cursed screams. Zhang nglong, disinterested in tornt, yet surprised at over a hundred accomplices showing up, even including a few Wheel Mystery Peak Martial Artists.
"That's enough now, thank you for your cooperation. Let's hope we don't et again!" Achieving his goal, Zhang nglong no longer saw a reason to linger.
"Let's go!"
"Wait, you think you can just leave after killing at my Chanling Academy?"
Instantly, a vast power like the universe's Starry Sky enveloped Chanling Academy, even dimming the sky.
"This power... Old Headmaster?" Li Xingtian watched in shock.
Li Xingtian wasn't the founder, rely the second Headmaster. The original Headmaster founded Chanling Academy, recruited so people, then wandered off, only returning twice in thousands of years.
As for the old Headmaster's realm, Li Xingtian didn't know, but even if not a demigod, he far surpassed these Saints.
"Damn!" A Saint told Zhang nglong, "Mr. Zhang, Saints are of three realms; we're just in the First Realm. This presence at least is Second or even Third Realm. We've got a big problem!"
This force made all Saints show apprehension and even fear.
Who would've thought Zhang nglong would coincidentally run into their old Headmaster returning ho?
"Saint Third Realm, eh?" Zhang nglong remained unfazed. "No worries, just an advanced old bastard, ignore him. If he dares interfere, beat him too!"
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