Chapter 408: The Fallen Genius Changes His Fate

The demon ancestor’s secret technique is truly excellent!

Three days later, Zheng Fa finally stepped out of his small courtyard, still savoring the experience in his heart.

Creak~

The gate of the neighboring courtyard suddenly opened; Yuan Shijie’s round head peeked through the crack, her eyes—filled with great wisdom—fixed on Zheng Fa, as if slightly angry.

“Sister Yuan?”

“How is your cultivation progressing?”

“...”

Zheng Fa could not easily describe it, so he simply lifted his palm lightly toward Sister Yuan.

During the morning class, Ning Tianlin grew drowsy; though his spirit far surpassed that of an ordinary person, he had no interest in English or advanced math—he still didn’t understand why university required studying these subjects.

Seven days like this passed, and then Karu was once again taken to the Ice Pool, where for the coming week he would be accompanied by its freezing waters.

At that moment, Ye Yu’s gaze sharpened; from the golden fissure in midair, a towering figure stepped out, arriving instantly at the center of this illusory ancient battlefield.

Put bluntly, the reason they fought so desperately, struggled so fiercely, was simply to become like those lying on the ground as soon as possible.

The sky gradually darkened; mist rose in the distance, forming a hazy gray haze. A breeze stirred it, rolling it forward—it looked as if rain was coming.

As the opponent’s scream was about to escape, a palm slashed across her neck, knocking her unconscious instantly.

Thinking of this, Ning Tianlin’s lips curled into a cold smile; he mentally contacted the three flying mantises and the turtle beast resembling a ladybug with five hundred combat power, instructing them to thoroughly investigate these nations.

At this moment, the tape recorder still played the announcer’s low voice: “Eight minutes have passed, and Jiang Wuchuan from Qingchun Academy still hasn’t appeared. We all know she’s extremely punctual—so why hasn’t she shown up yet?”

Three days remained before school resumed; he planned to spend these two days here—first accumulating essence and qi, then using the rest to level up. He was eager to see how many levels these fish could raise him.

...Why had Gong Ming built such a high wall in the first place? Was it to strangle him in the torii tonight? That would be such a waste of the wall, Han Lai thought helplessly.

The past two days passed peacefully; Liao Xuan sent word back that the Fourth Prince had been strongly counselled by the Imperial Consort and had stopped causing trouble at the Emperor’s court; the Emperor, meanwhile, had paid no mind to the betrothal matter. To others, Xiao Lingxiao’s marriage to Su Donghan seemed already settled.

The Fourth Prince grew more tragic with every word, sinking deeper into his role; Xiao Lingxiao could almost see the glimmer of tears in his eyes.

The guard rose and replied, “His Highness is within the mansion; I shall lead Her Ladyship inside!” Saying this, he signaled to another guard to go ahead and announce their arrival.

Yan Hui walked over to her side, whispered briefly, and clearly explained everything to Yin Le—including Deng Ning’s betrayal.

“Two Elder Masters, the magic test is over—each category ended in a tie. What should we do?” The old Elder looked hesitantly at the two Elder Masters, a flicker of embarrassment crossing his face.

His time was truly running out; the surrounding dark agents could no longer hold on, coughing up blood continuously, nearly at the point of exhaustion.

The tide of fury gradually subsided; Baili Lan reached out and patted her sister’s hand; the two sisters gazed calmly into each other’s eyes, then turned their heads back toward Shangguan Yan’s direction.

Previously, he had defeated the Navy Vice Admiral Ghost Spider solely by using his chakra energy.

In her panic and confusion, Madame Wu’s eyes lifted like a startled insect; a serene, pale face—calm as autumn water—appeared within her pupils, clear and pure as the morning sun reflecting on the Taiye Pool, without a single ripple or speck of dust.