Turning Hostile

"Those bastards! Do they think I'm easy to bully? Spirit Road, screw your damn Spirit Road!"

In the valley where the Spirit Road Trial was being held, Yan Qingchen threw back his head and cursed at the sky. His words reflected the thoughts of many people. The Five Great Spirit Academies had gone far too far in taking sides this time.

Spirit Road rules? What kind of bullshit were those? The Spirit Road Trial had been held for countless rounds. At any rate, ever since the Spirit Academy Alliance had appeared, it had existed, yet there had never been any fucking rules. Use every means possible to win, compete for the Spirit Crown, and attain the final throne of the emperor—that was the only rule.

Everyone understood that this handling was merely an excuse. They had simply seen that Yan Qingchen seemingly lacked the kind of background Ji Xuan had, and since he had slaughtered so many of the Five Great Academies' handpicked geniuses, they had punished him.

Quite a few trial-takers on the Spirit Road found it absurd. Many disliked Ji Xuan's group, but everyone knew there was shady business involved. Still, since it had nothing to do with them and they intended to enter the Five Great Academies, no one stepped forward to voice an objection.

"What a pity. Yan Qingchen truly is an impressive figure."

"The Five Great Spirit Academies seem to be nothing special after all."

"Haha, Ji Xuan died well, and Yan Qingchen's departure is just as good. Two opponents gone at once."

The many prodigies on the Spirit Road who intended to vie for the final emperor's throne had mixed reactions. Some were delighted, others disdainful, but none voiced any opposition to this outcome.

"Outrageous! You dare scorn the Spirit Road!"

The moment