Chapter 77: Demon Spirit

The cabin door of the Sky Shuttle opened, and the gangway lowered.

“You really hope something happens to us?”

On the grass, Liu Tiezhu stood up and stared coldly at Zhao Lei.

Zhao Lei waved his hands frantically: “How could that be!”

“Go get the White Jade Sheep and drive them into the lower cargo hold.”

Liu Tiezhu tapped his identity device repeatedly, “Then you come with us back to Linjiangzhou.”

Zhao Lei nodded mutely and turned toward the White Jade Sheep.

Liu Tiezhu looked at Shan Ye: “Did you upload the footage?”

“Backed up,” Shan Ye nodded. “One copy sent to Teacher Zhang, one to the academy administration.”

At that moment.

Yin Yin looked at Jiang Jian and asked, “Jiang Jian, are you alright?”

After taking the hemostatic pill, Jiang Jian had been sitting quietly beside them, his face pale.

Yin Yin noticed Jiang Jian’s unusual state and finally spoke up.

Jiang Jian heard her voice but did not divert his attention to answer.

Instead, he gently closed his eyes.

Using all his strength, he suppressed the water-like mass in his Shenque.

The monster’s body collapsed and disintegrated, its essence swallowed by the Shao Shui water vein.

But the vast amount of pure demonic energy it released formed a fist-sized water-like mass.

It was forcibly drawn over by Han Guang Sword.

Han Guang Sword was Jiang Jian’s innate divine gift.

It had an extremely powerful absorption effect on grievance energy, spiritual energy, and demonic energy.

Han Guang’s storage was already full.

The water-like mass surged over the blade, traveled down the hilt, and directly sank into Jiang Jian’s Shenque!

This mass of demonic energy was utterly pure, containing no impurities.

But fundamentally, it was still demonic energy.

It could not be directly absorbed by the Shenque’s spiritual essence.

It surged wildly within the Shenque, disrupting the spiritual energy circulation.

It nearly shattered Jiang Jian’s meridians.

“Jing Ling.”

Deep within the Shenque, blood-red flames rose.

Jing Ling True Fire formed a fiery shell around it, sealing off its aura.

The demonic energy water-like mass finally stopped moving and grew still.

“True Fire can slowly refine it, drop by drop, into spiritual energy.”

Realizing this, Jiang Jian’s gaze flickered.

The blood-red True Fire burned quietly.

On the demonic energy water-like mass, vast quantities of spiritual energy melted free, rapidly filling Jiang Jian’s Shenque!

“Training with this could match half a dedicated training chamber!”

Jiang Jian attempted to guide the spiritual energy through circulation.

He was astonished to discover.

The spiritual energy released from the demonic energy water-like mass was not only extremely pure, but also of exceptional quality!

Even compared to a dedicated training chamber, it was no less impressive!

Each time the True Fire burned fiercely,

The demonic energy water-like mass shrank imperceptibly.

“At this rate,”

“This large mass of demonic energy could sustain my training for hundreds of hours.”

“Perhaps even longer.”

In just a few seconds,

Jiang Jian’s Shenque spiritual energy was completely replenished to full capacity!

Under the True Fire’s refining,

The demonic energy mass continuously transformed into clean, abundant spiritual energy, flooding into Jiang Jian’s meridians!

“If I combine this pure demonic energy with the campus training rooms or a dedicated training chamber,”

“my training speed,”

“would reach an astonishing level!”

Jiang Jian opened his eyes; spiritual energy surged wildly around him.

“Jiang Jian?”

Yin Yin’s face was pale, her eyes filled with concern as she asked again.

Jiang Jian came back to himself and smiled: “I’m fine.”

“Good to hear.”

Yin Yin exhaled in relief and whispered, “Teacher Zhang sent a message—we must return immediately.”

A short distance away,

Zhao Lei had driven over a hundred White Jade Sheep into the Sky Shuttle’s lower cargo hold.

“Yin Yin, can you walk?”

Shan Ye stepped forward, extending her arm to support her.

The white-robed girl shook her head and looked at Jiang Jian: “Jiang Jian seemed unwell just now—check on him first.”

She smoothed her skirt and limped up the gangway: “My rib bruising has already faded—I’m fine.”

Shan Ye watched her back, her expression uncertain.

She knew Yin Yin’s nature: outwardly gentle, inwardly resolute—she never lied.

The next second,

she turned to Jiang Jian: “Jiang Jian, are you alright?”

“I’m much better.”

Jiang Jian walked up the gangway. “Let’s go.”

A few minutes later,

the Sky Shuttle rose into the air.

With a flash of blue light, the cabin door sealed shut.

Zhao Lei dared not sit down, standing alone by the entrance, awkward and uneasy.

“Find a seat.”

Shi Xuan, bandages wrapped around his body, passed by him irritably.

“Yes, yes.”

Zhao Lei nodded repeatedly and took a seat at the edge.

Jiang Jian sat alone in the corner of the cabin, gazing out the window.

Spiritual energy surged around him, training continuously, second by second.

Inside his Shenque, the demonic energy water-like mass floated.

High-quality, pure spiritual energy flowed out endlessly.

Gradually, Jiang Jian’s Shenque spiritual essence increased.

This growth rate seemed slow—but was in fact rapid.

It had reached a level ordinary students at the Divine Gift Academy could never imagine!

The Sky Shuttle moved swiftly.

In barely more than ten minutes,

the towering Tianzhu Mountain appeared on the horizon.

As the Sky Shuttle accelerated again,

Tianzhu Mountain’s Linjiang Academy drew ever closer.

“Teacher Zhang said we should disembark at the academy,”

Liu Tiezhu turned to Jiang Jian. “The Sky Shuttle will take the White Jade Sheep and Zhao Lei to the academy administration—we don’t need to worry about them.”

Jiang Jian nodded: “Who called the Sky Shuttle?”

“I did.”

Shi Xuan replied, “Liu Tiezhu, send me the academy’s coordinates—I’ll input the command now.”

Liu Tiezhu nodded: “Alright.”

Half an hour later,

the Sky Shuttle pierced through the Tianzhu Mountain transit lane.

It halted at Sanzhong Jiangcheng, Linjiang Academy.

“Are you all alright?”

Below the lecture hall, Zhang Jian’s expression was grave as he studied Jiang Jian and the others.

When he saw Shi Xuan’s injuries, and Yinyin’s broken ribs.

Zhang Jian’s gaze shifted again. “Normally, training assignments do carry risk.”

“But assignments assigned to first-year students should never reach the point of endangering lives!”

He spoke.

He opened his identity device and re-examined the data uploaded by Liu Tiezhu.

A silence lasting dozens of seconds.

Zhang Jian looked up, his eyes complex yet filled with admiration: “To find a demon’s weakness under duress and crush it in one strike—excellent work!”

“You’ve all made the First Academy proud!”

At that moment.

Liu Tiezhu stepped forward, looking weak: “Teacher Zhang, my spiritual essence seems damaged.”

Shi Xuan likewise shrugged: “I won’t be able to train normally for at least a week.”

Yinyin’s ribs were broken, her long black hair slightly disheveled; she looked up at Zhang Jian, her face still pale.

Zhang Jian sighed and said: “Alright, I’ll apply for a special subsidy for you all as compensation.”

After speaking.

His expression hesitated.

After a few seconds, he still opened his identity device and tapped repeatedly.

“Alright, go back and rest up.”

“I’ll handle the rest with the Academy Administration—you don’t need to worry about it.”

Zhang Jian turned and boarded his aerial shuttle.

Doo.

Doo.

A continuous series of alert tones rang out.

Liu Tiezhu lifted his identity device, glanced at it, and his eyes widened in surprise: “So generous!”

Shan Ye and Shi Xuan, after checking the message, also showed delight.

Even Yinyin slightly raised an eyebrow.

Jiang Jian fell silent for a moment, opened his identity device, and looked at the message.

Three messages in total.

The last one, in particular, was edged in silver, appearing notably extraordinary.

(End of Chapter)