That afternoon, Wang Yuan arrived at the inner courtyard of Panshi Fist Academy to train as usual.
His expression was calm, his aura restrained.
After a night of regulating his breath and being nourished by Huang Yao's precious pill, his injuries had healed seven or eight-tenths.
His vitality had also recovered to eighty percent, though the subtle damage caused by the Blood Burning Technique still needed time to be nurtured.
He practiced the Panshi Fist, his fist wind steady, faintly carrying the sound of wind and thunder. His realm of Major Accomplishment was fully on display.
He then exchanged a few moves with Senior Disciple Brother Shi Long, feeling the solid sensation brought by Vajra Strength flowing through his sinews and bones.
During a break, Shi Long leaned over, slinging his fan-sized hand around Wang Yuan's shoulder. Lowering his booming voice, he said mysteriously:
"Junior Brother, have you heard? Something huge happened!"
Wang Yuan's heart stirred, but he showed just the right amount of confusion.
"Senior Disciple Brother, what could make you so nervous?"
Shi Long looked around. Only after confirming that Second Senior Sister Zheng Ying and their master were not nearby did he lower his voice.
"The Huang Family! I heard that their famous Mother Yaksha, Huang Yao, has gone missing!"
Wang Yuan's heart gave a violent jolt, and his pupils contracted almost imperceptibly.
So soon?
Only one night and half a day had passed since he killed Huang Yao, yet the Huang Family had already noticed and classified it as a "disappearance"?
The reaction speed and intelligence network of such a great family were truly terrifying!
His face immediately filled with shock and disbelief, and his voice rose several notches.
"Huang Yao? That Huang Family genius who underwent the Third Blood Change?"
"How could she have gone