Chapter Eight: Shaking His Head
backwards and upwards, directly letting go of Zhong Xuan Sheng. He looked up at Jiang Wang, once again raising his thin fist.Jiang Wangren, high in the air, with a thought, five qi bind tiger!The Qi R...Since escaping from the 望月樓, Jiang Wang had not slept a full night. So this sleep was particularly long and deep for him.
He had many dreams. He dreamed of himself slaying countless opponents on the sword fighting platform, dreaming of his cultivation progressing by leaps and bounds, riding the wind and breaking through the clouds. He dreamed of a vast expanse of sky, five streaks of light flashing past, incredibly fast, five...
He woke up.
He sat up silently, leaning against the headboard, unable to tell if what had come over him was a feeling of palpitations or sadness.
He shook his head, gathering his thoughts.
At this time, the sky outside the window had already entered night, but there was still only himself in the dormitory.
Jiang Wang frowned.
Du Yexiang could drink for days and nights, it was nothing unusual, but Ling He always followed the rules and would never stay out all night.
The external dormitory of Fenglin Dao Institute was a row of connected bungalows. He put on his clothes and stepped out. The doors to the opposite dormitory were tightly shut, and there was an eerie stillness on both sides. The corridor felt unnaturally cold.
Jiang Wang casually stopped a passing figure, "Fellow disciple, have you seen Senior Brother Ling He"
“Ling He I’ve never seen you before.” The man replied in a very stiff voice.
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While replying, she shook her head.
His head was severed like that, falling to the ground and rolling a few times.
He shook his head!
Looking at the headless body that had just been talking, Jiang Wang only felt a chill rise from his tailbone, straight to the top of his head.
But after all, he was a veteran of many battles. Instinctively, he took a step back, preparing to retreat to his dormitory first, at least to retrieve his weapon.
But the dormitory door suddenly slammed shut, and it wouldn't budge! It was as if someone inside was bracing against the door, preventing him from entering.
And at this moment, the headless body turned around, opened its arms and strode towards him! The head that had fallen to the ground rolled a few times before suddenly bouncing up, striking Jiang Wang before the body could reach him. It had disheveled hair, a twisted and ferocious face, a sunken nose, and two bulging eyeballs.
The midnight demon, the soul of a deadly beast.
“Putting on a show!” Jiang Wang roared, hoping to startle the other disciples in their dormitory and taking a step back at the same time.
This is Fenglin Daoist Temple, with Dong A, a cultivator of the fifth rank, in charge. Once any unusual activity is detected, it will inevitably be suppressed! No matter what strange or evil creatures there are, they will definitely not dare to cause too much commotion. If you can escape directly, it is naturally the best course of action.
But the skull's launch speed was too fast, Jiang Wang couldn't dodge in time.
So he retreated a few steps, suddenly leaping into the air, pouring one of the two Dao Yuans remaining in his meridians into his right leg. Then, twisting his body, he kicked back with a powerful upward motion!
Under Dao Yuan's impetus, his leg unleashed a force far exceeding anything he had done before.
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The image of gods, ghosts, demons and monsters has never been just a legend. Though Jiang Wang hadn't fully transcended the mundane, he had already glimpsed the world beyond. He had killed people, seen blood, and long ago honed his courage.
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He told himself in his heart, it was a ball, not a head, it was just a ball!
The boot met the skull with a decisive crack. The skull shot back, faster than before, and slammed into the headless body that was charging forward, sending it staggering.
Kicking the ball into the goal!
At the same time, Jiang Wang also felt a sharp pain in his instep. It turned out that while he was striking, that head had bitten through his shoe with its gaping mouth, tearing off a strip of flesh!
The wound was faintly bluish.
Jiang Wang knew something was wrong, it was probably the effect of corpse poison.
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But his objective of using offense to halt the enemy had already been achieved, and at this moment, he didn't hesitate. He turned around and ran away.
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He dashed several steps to the end of the corridor, but was stopped by a transparent qi barrier.
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That force wasn't powerful, but it was very tenacious, firmly blocking the path ahead. This was a encirclement!
Jiang Wang's mind raced, and the last Dao Yuan in his meridian burst open with a decisive bang, condensing on his right shoulder.
He went all out, shoulder to shoulder!
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"Let me out!!!"
Jiang Wang only felt his body lighten, and he had already escaped the passageway between these two rows of dormitory buildings.
Then he heard the rustling of leaves, the chirping of insects, and the voices of the returning outer disciples...the sounds of night.
That tranquil environment was broken.
“Jiang Wang, what are you doing”
"Senior brother, how did you get hurt"
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Some of Jiang Wang's outer disciples came over to greet us.
Hearing the greeting from familiar fellow disciples, Jiang Wang understood he had escaped danger. He turned around and rushed back down the corridor, where it was indeed empty.
That headless body and that skull have also vanished.
And someone from both sides of the dormitory pushed open the door and said in confusion, "What's going on Why couldn't we open the door just now"
Then a terrified voice cried out, “Dead... someone’s dead!”
Jiang Wang rushed into the dormitory where he heard the screams, and there he found the missing headless corpse. His head lay quietly beside his body, still contorted in a grotesque expression.
Trembling in the corner, it must have been his panicked roommate.
The opponent's displayed methods, at least, include left-leaning corpse manipulation techniques and orthodox water-based techniques. Or perhaps the opponent is not alone.
Jiang Wangxin's mind raced, and she decisively shouted: "A demon cultivator has broken into the outer gate at night to commit a massacre. They are skilled in Taoist arts and have surpassed mortals! Their strength should be within the nine-rank range. All fellow disciples must take good care of yourselves, act in groups of five, and keep in touch with each other! Now, immediately seal off the dormitory area and prohibit anyone from entering or leaving. I will immediately inform the senior brothers in the inner court!"
The anxious disciples outside the main gate instantly found their backbone and obeyed his words.
Jiang Wang immediately turned around and rushed towards the inner courtyard.
The entire eastern part of the city belonged to Maple Forest Academy and its affiliated businesses. However, strictly speaking, only the inner courtyard surrounded by a high wall in the center of Dongcheng District was considered the true Maple Forest Academy. Outer disciples like Jiang Wang lived scattered around the academy's outskirts.
Compared to the grand gate at the outer courtyard, with its towering archway and ornate jade lions, the inner courtyard's gate was considerably smaller, barely wide enough for four people to walk side by side. Yet, even in the dim night light, one could make out the intricate details of the plaque hanging above it, adorned with carved dragons and phoenixes, hinting at the meticulous artistry within.
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In front of the inner courtyard gate there was a small pavilion, with only two flowing cloud lanterns hanging in front of it. Inside the pavilion, there was only one icegrass cushion. A handsome Taoist priest in plain robes sat cross-legged on the cushion, meditating with his eyes closed. This was Li Jianqiu, the inner courtyard disciple on duty today.
Jiang Wang rushed over and bowed hurriedly, "Brother Li, a demon from the left path is committing violence in the outer courtyard, and one of our junior brothers has been killed! Please go and take charge!"
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For outer sect disciples, every inner court disciple who embarked on the path of cultivation was a star-like figure. After spending so long in the Dao Institute, Jiang Wang naturally wasn't unfamiliar with them. As for Li Jianqiu, he dared to challenge Jiang Wang, provoking the headmaster to personally preside over the Dao Proof Duel, and he was certainly no ordinary person. Moreover, as the one on duty, his responsibility was unquestionable.
Therefore, after hearing just one sentence, he rose with his sword.
"No need." A majestic voice rang out, causing Li Jianqiu to immediately sheath his sword and bow respectfully.
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The Dean, Dong A, appeared at the entrance of the inner courtyard. His expression was cold and hard, even bordering on grim: "I will handle this personally."
“Corpse Qi,” he looked at the wound on Jiang Wang’s instep that had been bitten by Fei Tou, extending his index finger, without any other movements, a green spike already formed.
At this point, Jiang Wang only then noticed that the wound on his foot was already festering and oozing black blood. He couldn't help but feel a chill of fear in his heart.
"The [Píng] level mid-rank magical art "Poison-Swallowing Needle". This magical art is very practical and can be used by intermediate cultivators."
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As Dong A was casually explaining something, his index finger lightly tapped.
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Beyond the realm of transcendent arts, general Daoist techniques are divided into four ranks and twelve grades. The vast and boundless ocean of Daoist techniques cannot be fully explored even with a lifetime of study. Every cultivator who embarks on the path of transcendence must clearly understand what kind of Daoist techniques best suits them and, through constant battles and exploration, form their own combat system.
The thorn plunged into Jiang Wang's foot wound, turning black at a visible speed. In just a few breaths, the emerald thorn had become completely pitch-black, and the wound no longer showed signs of bluish-black discoloration, instead oozing fresh red blood.
Jiang Wang hurriedly pulled down the corner of his clothes and bandaged the wound.
Li Jianqiu watched this scene silently, deep in thought.
At this moment, Dong Acha asked, "What happened"
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Jiang Wang recounted the events in the briefest possible terms and then ceased speaking. He believed, and could only believe, that the headmaster of Fenglin City Daoist Academy would give him justice for the assassination attempt on him within the academy.
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A slight upturn appeared at Dong A's mouth, but because of his serious expression, the smile seemed particularly chilling.
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“You dare to cause trouble in the Fenglin City Academy, resorting to crooked paths This shows you don't respect this academy or me, Dong A!”
He spread his Taoist robe, spread his five fingers, and bowed to press down upon the earth!
"Jade Cage!"
From the center of his five fingers, the intangible power of the Wood Path reached out in all directions.
All the gates of the entire courtyard slammed shut! And they sprouted branches, crazily growing larger.
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The ivy on the walls surged like serpents, shooting upwards and intertwining in mid-air.
All the woodwork in the entire courtyard was undergoing a strange transformation.
The wooden chair sprouts branches, the wooden window stretches claws, giant trees burst from the earth, and thorns dance wildly!
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The entire Maple Forest Path, in the blink of an eye, became a prison of jade green under the night sky!
>e couldn't help but wonder what they were relying on.The formation was kept, but few people were truly tense. They were all chatting idly, here and there. You wouldn't know they were facing a battle;...