"Fire... put out the fire..."
The raging flas instantly brought Shura Sect’s inner gate to a boiling frenzy.
Those who had scrambled out of bed imdiately began searching for a water source.
Although all the decorations were designed to mimic ancient architecture, the place was sowhat modernized because of standalone power generation equipnt.
Apart from the lack of mobile phone signals, everything else was quite good.
But just as everyone was fully engaged in fighting the fire, a loud boom suddenly ca from the generator room.
Following that, all the electrical equipnt in the inner courtyard also declared itself dead.
"Quick, check what’s going on in the power supply room!"
Sect Leader Zhou Tianxiong, who had rushed over in a hurry, frowned tightly as he gazed at the towering flas before him.
Since the inner courtyard had been renovated, it had never experienced such a massive fire.
At the sa ti, the cessation of electricity had plunged the residence into pitch darkness.
The firelight reflected on everyone’s faces, all showing sheer panic.
At this mont, the area consud by fire was extensive; it was not sothing that could be extinguished in a short amount of ti.
"The power supply room is on fire!"
Before the fire here could be controlled, continuous explosions suddenly erupted from the machine room.
Instantly, the entire inner gate was engulfed in two concurrent fire disasters, an event that had never occurred before.
"Hurry with the fire-fighting... quick..."
The Sect Leader watched the sea of flas before him in disbelief.
If this enormous fire were allowed to continue burning, the entire inner gate would likely be reduced to ashes.
But with just over three hundred people in the inner gate, there was no modern way to combat the fire.
Being in a secluded location, they could only rely on well water and spring water for survival.
Plus, on normal days, there was no fire-fighting equipnt available; they could only make do with basins and buckets to pour water over the flas.
This was simply a futile effort.
However, just as the fire was becoming extrely fierce, the appearance of two figures startled the Sect Leader.
"Who are you?"
Seeing Lin Fan with a chicken leg in his mouth, Zhou Tianxiong’s face changed.
"Hasn’t the outer gate already sent a notification? I am here to find Zhao Jiaqi."
Lin Fan, who was nibbling on the chicken leg, casually threw the chicken bone on the ground, licked the grease off his hands, and his nonchalant deanor made Zhou Tianxiong clench his fists tightly.
"How did you get in... Did you start this fire?"
"Of course I walked in."
Lin Fan smirked and said, "You’re quite right; I did start the fire, but this is an easy fix. Just hand over Zhao Jiaqi to now, and I can help you put this fire out..."
"You’ve got so nerve!"
Zhou Tianxiong had not expected Lin Fan to admit it so brazenly.
"What if we don’t hand her over?"
"If you don’t hand her over, that’s easy too; then I will just extinguish this place!"
Lin Fan’s gaze suddenly turned stern.
Even amidst the inferno, Zhou Tianxiong could still feel a chilling coldness spreading around him.
Just a single look had made a Ninth Grade martial artist’s bravery falter in fear; the terrifying montum was simply defying the heavens.
"You... you better not ss around, this is the Shura Sect..."
Zhou Tianxiong instinctively took a step back, a drop of cold sweat trickling down his forehead.
The opponent’s strength was sothing he couldn’t shake.
That feeling of powerless admiration only allowed him to bring up the na of the sect.
"What of the Shura Sect, either hand over the person or hand over your life!"
Lin Fan’s gaze pierced directly into Zhou Tianxiong’s eyes.
It was like a blade drawn from its sheath, becoming even more penetrative under the raging fire.
"How dare you... This isn’t your..."
Zhou Tianxiong tried to maintain his stance, but in the next second, Lin Fan had already moved.
In an instant, he appeared behind him, seizing Zhou Tianxiong’s neck from the back.
"Next ti you speak, you’d better think clearly before you speak."
Lin Fan’s chilling voice ca from behind Zhou Tianxiong.
His two fingers had even locked onto his spine.
With just a bit more force, his bones would snap on command.
By that ti, it would be a state of wanting to live but not being able to, wanting to die yet not being able to die.
"Don’t... please don’t..."
Zhou Tianxiong’s cold sweat instantly soaked his clothes.
He certainly didn’t want to beco a paralytic who couldn’t move for the rest of his life, lying in bed.
"Then speak truthfully, what exactly happened to Zhao Jiaqi?"
Everyone around was busy putting out the fire, so nobody noticed sothing was amiss here for the ti being.
Lin Fan now had plenty of ti to ask what had happened.
"She... She... has entered secret practice..."
Zhou Tianxiong hadn’t finished speaking when he felt a pain in the back of his neck and quickly corrected himself: "I’ll talk, I’ll tell the truth..."
Facing death, he did not dare to utter any more nonsense, and recounted the events.
It turns out that since Zhao Jiaqi was sent to the inner door by her grandfather, she had been staying in the Book Collection Pavilion, reading ancient dical texts and seldom mingling with the people inside the door.
But most of the disciples in the inner door were male, so many of them felt an affection for the spicy-dressed, sweet-looking Zhao Jiaqi, but each attempt was t with rejection, so gradually, they began to call her the cold beauty behind her back.
This matter sohow ca to the attention of the young master of the secret practice, Zhou Xu, and he actually left the boundaries of the secret practice to see Zhao Jiaqi, just to find out what a cold beauty was like.
But this visit changed everything, as he truly fell for the usually reticent Zhao Jiaqi. However, unlike other pursuers, he did not choose to pester her relentlessly, but rather returned to the secret practice.
Just a few days later, the third elder of the secret practice appeared in the inner door; the usually silent old man was at the Ninth Grade pinnacle, the strongest existence within the entire Shura Sect. And his purpose for showing up was to select disciples, with Zhao Jiaqi being his target.
Everyone else was exclaiming at Zhao Jiaqi’s fortune, but only Zhou Tianxiong knew that this was definitely facilitated by Zhou Xu’s behind-the-scenes manipulation. It was under the guise of cultivating techniques in the secret practice but was, in reality, arranging for them to have more opportunities to et. However, just when everyone thought Zhao Jiaqi wouldn’t miss such an opportunity, she actually declined.
And not only did she refuse the matchmaking, but she also directly turned down the third elder, saying she only wanted to learn dicine and had no thoughts about cultivation, upsetting the elder so much he left imdiately. Following that, the secret practice issued a marriage decree, which was sent to several familiar sects, declaring they were seeking a wife for Zhou Xu.
Not long after that, over a dozen sects sent their youngest disciples through the outer door to the inner door and eventually to the secret practice. As for what happened inside, he didn’t know, but later, Zhao Jiaqi, who had neither eaten nor drunk for three days, suddenly said she wanted to enter the secret practice. Thus, Zhou Tianxiong imdiately contacted the secret practice, and naturally, the response was affirmative.
"So Zhao Jiaqi doesn’t know that the secret practice intends to have her enter to get married?"
Xu Zhi Rou detected the subtext, it seed that Zhao Jiaqi herself was unaware of this matter.
"Right, she believes she is going in for secluded cultivation... but once she’s in, there’s no thinking about leaving."
Zhou Tianxiong nodded.
No matter how she got in, the secret practice was a new world that absolutely wouldn’t allow her to reconsider.
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