Miserable Liu Ji

He was capable of dispersing the gloomy rain clouds overhead, but he did not do so. He knew the rain had been affected by the formation of the Shen Family Great Tomb. Even if he scattered it for a time, the rain would gather again all the same.

Zhang Chen raised an Oiled Paper Umbrella and headed toward the academy. When he arrived, he saw Tu Shan Qing standing alone before a mural, staring silently at its lines.

Looking at Tu Shan Qing's back, Zhang Chen could sense the Essence, Qi, and Spirit within his body rapidly transforming. Clearly, he had gained tremendous benefits.

"What are you looking at?" Zhang Chen asked as he came up behind Tu Shan Qing.

Tu Shan Qing came back to his senses, delight flashing through his eyes. He quietly spread open his palm and revealed the eyeball. "This eye of mine is actually resonating with one of the murals."

Zhang Chen looked surprised, but said nothing more. "Then study it carefully. This is a rare great opportunity."

"Of course. My luck has been flourishing lately!" Tu Shan Qing said smugly.

Zhang Chen walked to a stone wall nearby and continued pondering the mysteries within the Exquisite Pagoda, sensing its many profound wonders.

Ever since Zhang Chen had cultivated to the Eleventh Order, he had gained some sense of the Exquisite Pagoda before him, though it remained vague and unclear.

After pondering it for a long while without finding a way in, Zhang Chen left the Exquisite Pagoda and returned to the courtyard at the foot of the mountain. His Three Little Ones and stepmother remained on the mountain, while he still needed to inspect the situation below and pay Liu Ji a visit. He wondered how Liu Ji was doing now.

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