Dice Game

"If this was the original Building No. 7, then where exactly had Chong Ying gone? Not only that, the cultivators here were acting strangely too. When the ghostly aura first erupted, a large number of cultivators rushed over. But now, only two Nascent Soul Stage cultivators remained, and no one else cared about this matter. Shouldn't anything involving Building No. 7 be extremely important?"

Zhang Chen pressed a finger to the female cultivator's brow. Her already unfocused eyes became even more vacant as Zhang Chen began reading her memories.

"Strange... strange. This woman knew next to nothing about the school. She merely followed orders. She had only been assigned to guard this place because of instructions from higher-ups."

Zhang Chen withdrew his finger from the woman's brow. She walked out of the room step by step and stood guard outside the door.

"Jia Xin said earlier that he was already thirty percent certain of the truth behind this, and he came to that conclusion after I told him about the skeletons... There's something I can't make sense of here."

After confirming once more that there was nothing suspicious in the room, Zhang Chen frowned, leaped out through the window, and stood on the dormitory rooftop, carefully pondering the entire matter.

"There must be something wrong with these cultivators. And Jia Xin came to offer aid as the master of a sect. Even if the Yulong Sect had considerable influence, they were still concealing things from Jia Xin. Now that this incident had happened, the people left behind were merely Nascent Soul cultivators. Could it be..."

A flash of inspiration struck Zhang Chen's mind.

"Could these people have known long ago that Chong Ying and I would come here? After all, cultivators held the leading role in this mission, and this