Chapter 626: Chapter 345
“Indeed you followed, Xue Jing.”
Li Suisui sighed.
“It’s not polite to call your own brother by his na, Brother Sui.”
Seated on a giant tallic plant leaf shaped like a lotus leaf, Xue Jing spoke with a teasing tone.
In the pitch-dark environnt, not until he spoke did the others suddenly look towards him.
“Xue Jing!?”
“When did you arrive!?”
“You idiot, why choose to co at this ti!” soone stared angrily at Xu Zixuan.
Everyone looked solemn, even fearful.
Having witnessed the shocking battle during the day, everyone had a clear understanding of Xue Jing’s strength.
To put it bluntly, among those present, apart from Li Suisui, no one was his match.
The disparity in strength was not just at the level of the heroes at Hulao Pass facing Lv Bu, but rather like others watching Senju Hashirama and Uchiha Madara fight during the era of the Warring States in “Naruto”.
From a distance it was fine, but now facing him directly, the terrifying pressure imdiately bore down on them, almost feeling a sharp invisible blade moving back and forth across their necks, as if it could take their lives at any mont, leaving them with no sense of security whatsoever.
Under the terrifying pressure of facing the Great Demon King, everyone involuntarily drew closer to the only ‘Hero’ who could oppose him, Li Suisui, standing behind him.
“Everyone’s sneaking around late at night for a gathering, could it be you’re hosting a super cool party that all the influential figures would attend?”
“Hmm? Was I the only one not invited?”
Watching this group of people extrely wary of him, Xue Jing lightly spoke with a smile.
“This isn’t very nice of you all, ganging up against like this. Is this what you call bullying? It really chills my heart.”
Unable to hold back, soone shouted loudly, “What exactly do you want!”
His voice was loud but carried a distinctly weak and fearful tone.
“Hmm? Seems like I should be the one asking that.”
Contrary to the other, Xue Jing’s voice was quiet, casual like making small talk, yet carried a weight that compelled one to listen attentively.
“To deal with and my students, you all sneak around plotting shaful sches, even employing spies. Whatever shall I do with you all?”
Xue Jing sighed.
“Classmate Xu, what do you think?”
He looked towards Xu Zixuan.
“Mr. Xue.”
Xu Zixuan unexpectedly flashed a cryptic smile.
“You are on the verge of death.”
Hearing this, the others incredulously turned their heads towards him.
What the hell is he talking about?
What’s the point of provoking the Great Demon King at a ti like this, what is he trying to do?
“So, you did it on purpose.”
Xue Jing, upon hearing Xu Zixuan’s rather arrogant remark, was not surprised.
From the beginning, this person’s actions had been strange, suddenly straying from the group and slipping away under his watch.
Knowing full well his imnse strength and the high risk of being discovered, Xu Zixuan still took such an action to co here and discuss how to deal with him, the risk and reward completely disproportionate.
The joint examination was scheduled for seven days, and it was only the first day. There was no rush to deal with him, and it wasn’t as if the exam would end imdiately if they did not act.
Xue Jing imdiately considered whether this person had intentionally lured him here.
Though he had contemplated this possibility, driven by the pride of a skilled individual, Xue Jing still followed.
At his level of power, especially within the Intersecting Boundaries, he no longer needed to consider whether the opponent had any traps or conspiracies.
No need for any strategic confrontation, all matters could be resolved simply with a clenched fist and a swung punch.
The more intricate the calculation, the more likely the failure, straightforward things should not be complicated—a fist can solve what brains cannot; that is the way of a Martial Artist.
“So… is there sothing you’re relying on?”
Xue Jing curiously spoke.
Saying this, he glanced inadvertently at Li Suisui, abandoning the idea of directly ambushing and killing Xu Zixuan, preventing him from using whatever he was relying on.
Xu Zixuan inexplicably felt a chill down his spine, but he rely shook his head, confidently rolling down his right sleeve to reveal sothing worn on his wrist.
It was a faded tan knot woven from an unknown material, extrely old and greased over by human handling.
Seeing this knot, Xue Jing’s gaze slightly narrowed:
“I see…”
He recognized what it was.
“Mr. Xue, this is your favorite Divine Relic.”
Xu Zixuan said confidently.
“Dying by its hands must surely be an honorable death for you.”
Soone picked up a flashlight, turned it on, and shone it at Xu Zixuan’s wrist, curiously inquiring,
“What is this?”
Li Suisui also looked over and his expression shifted:
“[GOD-287]… for the Xu Family to go to such lengths to deal with you, they even gave this to you?”
“Now I’m curious, what kind of deep grudge you all have…”
Xu Zixuan shook his head, “It’s not our Xu Family, but another family that paid a sufficient price… to ensure nothing goes wrong by bringing this here.”
“Mr. Xue, you love Divine Relics, you should recognize this, how do you feel now?”
He looked at Xue Jing and loudly declared.
Xue Jing stared at the knot and said, “GOD-287…”
“—[His Cultivation is not Inferior to Mine].”
A curse-type Divine Relic ranked in the top three hundred, [His Cultivation is not Inferior to Mine].
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