Jinling City was still the same Jinling City. Even after being ravaged by war, it had not suffered the slightest damage. It had merely changed masters.
Human Slaves came and went throughout Jinling City, endlessly pacing back and forth, stopping and moving again. Zhang Chen swept his gaze across the distance, his eyes filled with emotion, yet he said nothing. Nor did he intend to play the saint and rescue those slaves. Instead, he urged his horse onward toward Chongzheng Academy.
As they traveled through the streets of Jinling City, they saw a city blooming like a tapestry of flowers. Demon beasts wore monkey masks and human caps, living just like people and turning the entire city into a kingdom of demons.
The group passed through the streets of Jinling and eventually arrived at the foot of Chongzheng Academy's mountain. Beyond the dense forest, they could see Righteous Qi soaring into the heavens from the academy, while the clear sound of reading echoed among the mountains.
"That is... Chongzheng Academy did not close down?" Zhou Qiucheng listened to the bright recitations coming from the mountain, disbelief appearing in his eyes.
"Chongzheng Academy had clearly become ruins. Why are there still sounds of reading?" Zhou Qiucheng's eyes filled with suspicion. Then the group followed the mountain path upward. Halfway there, they encountered a demon clad in scholar's robes with a wolf's head, walking down from the mountain.
From afar, that wolf demon scholar appeared refined and gentle, carrying the bearing of a learned man. He seemed even more like a scholar than the students Chongzheng Academy had once possessed.
As the wolf demon passed before them and sensed Tiger Strength Great Immortal's aura, his expression changed. He respectfully bowed, then stepped aside and stood bent at the waist. Only after they