Chapter 551: High Society

Morning self-study period.

Cai Xiaoqing heard the commotion over there, turned to look toward the corner by the water dispenser, and couldn't help but turn into dead-fish eyes.

"These people…"

Suddenly, out of the corner of her eye, she spotted a girl from their class scurrying up to Li Qingrong's seat and asked expectantly.

"Class monitor, when is the final exam?"

"Next Saturday."

"Oh oh, thanks, class monitor." The girl ran off.

The most accurate news in the grade,

Then, under the gazes of Li Jing and the many soldiers, it shot straight up into the sky, drawing a chorus of exclamations, while the people beside them each appeared unusually calm—seeing the crowd's reaction, they even felt like laughing.

Chen Xue was extremely puzzled. Ever since Lin Xuan reported the portal to the nation, she had never seen Lin Xuan so flustered again.

In the Northern Mang army formation, many archers had already nocked their bows, aiming at Yuan Zhan, the Yuan Biao father and son, Mr. Yi, and the others.

"Hmph, to have such archery at such a young age is already quite rare. Kneel and concede, and I'll spare your life." Zhebie commanded.

Wanying was struck dumb and couldn't speak; the wine had woken her up by more than half! She stared woodenly at Hu Tianming, as if seeing him for the first time.

He had already said quite enough just now. Trading words with them was already Li Zhen making an exception; since they had no such intention, he was unwilling to force the issue either.

The fourteen hundred million people of Dragon Nation had all placed their hopes on him, and every failed trial left him sleepless through the night.

Shangguan Yun opened his eyes wide and looked ahead—still pitch black, not a thing to be seen. He even suspected he might have gone blind. Hearing that the man was already extremely annoyed, he didn't dare ask further, and so he fell silent in the darkness.

Naya smiled, though she was still a bit weak. She glanced at Zuo Qingyun beside her, held his gaze for a few seconds, then turned toward Long Jianfei.

Taxue charged out three or four dozen zhang, then realized it had lost its master and stopped again. It pawed the ground ceaselessly with its front hooves, shook its head without pause, and let out soft whinnies—but in the end it was still a beast, unable to reach out and save anyone.

Qi Jue Ming thought it over for a moment and still made his move. The long sword at Qi Jue Ming's waist suddenly leapt from its sheath, and the instant it did, a sword qi entirely different from that of the Sevenfold Tribulation burst forth, scattering a great deal of the power unleashed by the Sevenfold Tribulation—and so all six elders charged out.

Although Qi Jue Sha was also affected by the death qi, because he possessed a powerful soul to sustain him, that death qi didn't dare surge toward him either.

Wang Zijing was thrilled! Xu Xiaowen's face, however, was still tearful; upon seeing Zhang Lin, her emotions steadied considerably.

Xia Tian glared indignantly at Yun Feng, then his figure shifted and he concealed himself on the cliff face beside them. Yun Feng knew he had gone to change clothes.

Xia Tian looked up at the sky with some suspicion, then nodded. Just as he was about to turn and walk into the Endless Heaven Hall, a flicker at the very edge of his vision caught a strange black speck far off in the sky—appearing and disappearing, like a black star that had appeared above the heavens.

"Then let me remind you! Thirty-six years ago, the year the Red Dragon was born, what did you do in the imperial palace! Speak!" Yang Chen pressed.

"The medicine is here!" At that moment, Chen Dong, Liu Houzi, and Guan Liang—the three of them—also came rushing over with the medicine in hand. But upon seeing Zhang Lin carrying Xu Xiaowen on his back, they too were stunned.

In his panic and terror, Gu Zixu suddenly recalled that Chen Tianming possessed a treasure; it had originally been because of that very treasure that he had been willing to let Zhang Shu appear in Chen Tianming's dream.

Today was Monday. Although he knew action would be taken tonight, Zhang Lin had to go to school as usual—after all, his current identity was that of a student, and this way it wouldn't arouse any suspicion from Ye Tong.

Fortunately, she had assumed that, true to the system's nature, it would come up with something like Bian Que being her father's killer or the like.