Chapter 60: The Death of a Young Man with a Sword of Heaven and Earth (Part 3) Today I plead my case with blood…

Ye Qingzhan covered his mouth, afraid to make a sound. Mingche also held his breath, his face puffed up like a pufferfish.

Wen Gu closed his eyes slightly.

The people who crawled out of the wing room were the same people who had been immobilized by the talisman today.

Their entire right arms were swollen, and their wrists were covered with deep and shallow knife wounds. Struggling, curled up, groaning in pain, they crawled out of the wing room.

Zi Yuan, dragging her bloody body, lay on the ground, slowly raising her left hand and knocking weakly on Wen Gu's wing room door.

"Saint, I saw you enter Su's room. Please, save me one more time."

Ye Qingzhan couldn't bear it and opened the door.

"What's wrong with you? Wasn't the talisman paper peeled off?" Ye Qingzhan squatted down and asked.

"The Saint, the Saint, has a black snake protecting you. Lord Jin couldn't force you to take poison. But I, we have no… no sacred objects to protect us. We were forced to drink poison..."

Before she could finish her words, Zi Yuan fainted. The people squirming at the door of the wing also fainted in agony, their wrists still oozing black blood.

The second floor was practically a sea of blood.

"I'm dying! Whoever's bleeding upstairs is so reckless, it's all on my face!" The innkeeper, a veteran of the underworld and a seasoned warrior, rushed to the second floor with a kitchen knife in hand.

But having just entered the illusion, Ye Qingzhan didn't want to cause trouble and be kicked out by the innkeeper. So, he looked at Wen Gu with a questioning look.

Wen Gu understood her intent and immediately released a cloud of black mist from his sleeves.

Yin Sha carried the unconscious people back to their respective rooms, cleaning up the blood.

Then, Wen Gu tore a hole in his clothes and used the Yin Sha that had turned into a sharp blade to cut his arm. Immediately, blood flowed down in large pieces.

In the eyes of Ye Qingzhan who was horrified, he pulled her to the top of the stairs. The blood flowed down the wooden steps and landed at the feet of the proprietress. Wen Gu said, "My heart belongs to the saint, how can I tolerate others in my eyes? Today I am pleading with blood. If I say even a little bit of falsehood, this arm shall be crippled."

The proprietress came with a kitchen knife, turned around again, lifted up her skirt and turned away. She was most afraid of getting involved in these love affairs, as it was easy to think of her old man who had died many years ago.

After seeing that he had left, Ye Qingzhan stretched out his trembling hand, wanting to hug Wen Gu's bleeding arm, but he didn't dare, for fear of hurting him. After a long time, he asked, "Are you crazy?"

As if nothing had happened, Wen Gu stroked the corners of Ye Qingzhan's eyes with his fingertips, wiped away the sudden moisture, and said, "It's okay, don't worry."

This knife seemed scary, but in fact, compared with the dull pain in his body, it was nothing.

He knew the talismans that were torn off today. They were called double-eating talismans. If the person who cast the talisman did not personally remove it from the person who applied it, the person who took the talisman paper through the hands of others would suffer the same pain.

In addition to the evil spirits in Wen Gu's body, there was also the erosion of the talismans.

The knife on his arm not only let the blood flow, but also relieved the pain in his body. He wanted to bleed for a while, but he really didn't want the girl in front of him to cry for him, so he used the evil spirits to stop the bleeding.

"Look, it's done." Wen Gu bent down and approached Ye Qingzhan, "Don't cry." At least don't cry for me.

Ye Qingzhan wiped away his tears and pulled the person into the wing room. Mingche took a step slower, took the medicine sent by the proprietress, and handed it to Ye Qingzhan.

While applying the medicine, Ye Qingzhan said nothing, bandaged his arm, and straightened his clothes.

Wen Gu kept looking up, staring at the sulking girl, and when she came closer to straighten his collar, he kissed her red earlobe.

The kiss was very light, like a dragonfly touching the water, with a soothing meaning.

Ye Qingzhan's body stiffened, and he took a step back and said, "Dress yourself, I'll go see Ziyuan and the others."

"Aren't they all dressed?" Wen Gu asked back.

"You..." Ye Qingzhan's face flushed red. Wen Gu

lowered his head and chuckled. When he looked up, there was no one in the room, so he got up and walked towards Ziyuan's wing room.

Ye Qingzhan stood beside Ziyuan's bed, bending down to wipe the sweat from her forehead. Ziyuan's right arm was horribly swollen, covered in blood clots of varying sizes, and the blood on her wrist showed no sign of stopping.

"Jin Xiao is truly cruel! How can this poison be cured?" Ye Qingzhan gently lifted Ziyuan's wrist and wrapped the wound, where the flesh was exposed, with an embroidered handkerchief.

Wen Gu said, "If Jin Xiao wanted to massacre Wuya Academy, he wouldn't kill these people so easily."

Jin Xiao was a county official, without a single soldier. To massacre the entire academy, he would need to recruit talented individuals. This would require time and money. Killing them all because they failed a single mission would be far too costly. Ye Qingzhan understood this, but she couldn't help but worry.

"I've taken their pulses, and they're certainly not in danger of dying. But when the poison takes effect, it's too painful." She had just carefully examined Ziyuan's cut wrist, and the wound was surrounded by numerous scars, both deep and shallow.

Ye Qingzhan removed the handkerchief covering Ziyuan's wound and held it up for Wen Gu to see. "Look at these scars! It seems she's slashed her wrists more than once when the poison took effect, isn't it..."

A sudden, ominous suspicion crossed his mind, and Ye Qingzhan glanced sharply at Wen Gu's recently cut arm.

Did he really just cut himself in a moment of desperation, to deal with the innkeeper?

Wen Gu leaned to the side, clasping his arm behind his back. "I'll use Yin Sha to stop the bleeding first," he said.

Ye Qingzhan nodded glumly, feeling increasingly uneasy.

A black mist, visible only to the two of them, instantly enveloped the inn, transforming into countless small beasts that licked wounds. When their tongues touched the bleeding wrists, the bleeding magically stopped.

These Yin Sha-inspired beasts, shaped like forest deer with horns and heads like calves, looked adorable. Ye Qingzhan wanted to touch them behind him, but stopped himself.

It's best not to disturb wild beasts while they're feeding. Wen Gu,

who was standing aside, saw through her thoughts and said, "This is called a soul-repairing beast. Its tongue can stop bleeding and remove blood stasis. The wounds of the creatures licked by them will not worsen, and the soul will not leave the body for the time being."

At the end, he added, "You can touch it." After he finished speaking, Ming Che stretched out his hand first, and Ye Qingzhan also touched its bulging forehead, thinking that Wen Gu's memory and skills are also slowly recovering. But -

Ye Qingzhan suddenly asked, "Why didn't you let them out to lick your wounds just now?"

Wen Gu looked embarrassed for a moment, and then said, "Let's go to the academy first." He wanted to say that he wanted her to get closer to him, but he didn't want her to know that these soul-repairing beasts transformed by Yin Sha were of no use to him.

Knowing that Wen Gu didn't want to answer, Ye Qingzhan and Ming Che withdrew their hands and nodded at him. Wen Gu put the Yin Sha back into his sleeve. Ye Qingzhan recalled the two servants he had seen during the day. Using the magic taught by the exiled immortal, he disguised Wen Gu and Ming Che into similar appearances.

An inky-black flower blossomed from Wen Gu's palm, transforming into a lotus upon the ground. The two men and the ghost leaped onto it, flying towards Wuya Academy.

Ye

Qingzhan had learned from Ziyuan that Wuya Academy had a nighttime curfew, and the barrier at night was even stronger and harder to break than during the day.

But when it comes to setting up barriers, Ye Qingzhan has never lost. She followed the barrier technique written in the book given by the God of Apocalypse Mountain, and created a bubble barrier with the ability to attack silently and devour other barriers. In one gulp, she melted the barrier of the academy.

After the task was completed, Ye Qingzhan and Wen Gu pulled Mingche, climbed down the high wall, disappeared into the moving small barrier, and walked towards the depths of the academy.

On the way back to the inn, the defeated people cursed the academy in silence.

Summarizing their few words, Ye Qingzhan roughly understood what kind of academy this academy was. Although it is called an academy, it is actually a sect that cultivates and shapes monks, called Wuya Sect.

It means: learning without limit, thinking without limit, and Tao without limit.

Mainly cultivate various Taos.

The branches under the major sects cultivate different Taos, ranging from physical objects to quiet contemplation. This Wuya Academy cultivates the way of swordsmanship. Every disciple is a swordsman prodigy.

I heard that Wuya Academy does not accept those without obvious spiritual roots.

It is also said that the luck, talent and ability of the disciples and apprentices who entered Wuya Academy will be like a roc soaring up to 90,000 miles. Even those who dropped out and returned home will have a smooth life and be blessed with happiness everywhere.

Therefore, the nobles and wealthy families tried their best to send their children to the academy. Wuya Academy became the most famous and prosperous academy in the world, and it can be seen in wealthy places.

The place where Wuya Academy is located is called Changluo, which is a wealthy place with many celebrities. The more

Ye Qingzhan listened to those people, the more it resembled the atmosphere of Zhuxi Town in the fantasy world. He felt that both places were really strange.

This academy is surrounded by lush bamboo and forests, with pavilions and waterside terraces, elegant pavilions and tall buildings, and a large and spacious training ground.

While thinking and watching, two boys holding lanterns suddenly walked past the three people in the barrier and talked.

"The boy that Dr. Fox brought back has no spiritual roots at all. How could he enter our Wuya Academy?"

"Yes, he's so stupid. I heard that his family is poor. He just smiles at people with his big eyes."

Ye Qingzhan looked back at the boy beside him.

Mingche smiled brightly at him.

Ye Qingzhan: "..." Although he had never seen the boy they were talking about, a voice in his heart told Ye Qingzhan very confidently that it was him, it was him, it was him! "

You said, that kid is not the child of Dr. Fox and a mortal woman..."

The boy holding the lantern kicked his companion, looked around, and whispered: "Don't talk nonsense, Dr. Fox is a ruthless and carefree person, how can he have a child!"

"Being ruthless and carefree does not mean he can't have children..." Before he finished speaking, he was kicked again. The young monk couldn't stand it anymore and ran away.

After the people walked away, the two people and one ghost in the barrier moved to a pavilion and stopped.

A young boy, estimated to be about ten years old, wearing a light blue robe, sat on the stone steps, holding his chin with both hands and smiling at the bright moon in the sky. The moonlight was originally cold, but after passing through the boy's eyes, what remained in his eyes was clear and warm.

Ye Qingzhan looked at the equally young boy next to him.

His clear eyes stared at the boy on the stone steps who looked almost the same as him without blinking.

The ten-year-old boy and the fifteen-year-old boy met here.

The boy on the stone steps suddenly smiled and said, "My mother is not in heaven to see me tonight. Maybe she already knows that I have a good place to stay."

I thought he was talking to himself, but I got a response unexpectedly. The fox man in white Taoist robes, with his hands in his sleeves, also sat on the stone steps. The curved eyes above the mask looked at him with a smile and said, "Just stay in the academy with peace of mind, your mother will be relieved."

The gentle words were like the admonitions of an elder. Ye Qingzhan glanced at Wen Gu and was very confused: Was this fox possessed?

In the illusion before, this man was clearly not like this.

The boy tilted his head to look at the Taoist beside him and asked with a smile, "Sir, are you a sword cultivator?"

Dr. Fox said gently, "I can't use a sword."

"That's a pity. I also want to forge the best sword in the world for you!"

Dr. Fox stroked his head and said, "Although I don't use a sword, one day you will become the best swordsmith in the world."