Within the courtyard, Lin Changqing's face was gloomy, killing intent sharp in his eyes.
"Hmph... as expected, not a single one of them is any good. They actually want to scheme against me? In that case, I'll make every last one of you lose the chicken and the handful of rice as well."
Lin Changqing gave a cold snort, the killing intent in his heart growing ever denser.
Though he was in the courtyard, he knew everything happening beyond it—even everything happening throughout Thousand Mountain Academy—like the back of his hand.
Some people were secretly watching, discussing, and scheming, believing they had acted without anyone the wiser. Yet they had no idea that every move they made was under Lin Changqing's watch.
Lin Changqing's Primordial Chaos Divine Sense had itself evolved from Spiritual Power, yet it was even more mysterious than Spiritual Power. Now, after comprehending the Dao for a month within the Scripture Pavilion, he had thoroughly deduced the Primordial Martial Dao and forged a Great Dao belonging to him alone.
His Primordial Chaos Divine Sense had naturally advanced another step as well, its power greatly increasing.
So long as he wished it, he could envelop the entire Thousand Mountain Academy with a single thought.
After returning to the courtyard earlier, he had known that someone would certainly stir up trouble in secret. Thus, he had long since spread his Primordial Chaos Divine Sense across the entire Thousand Mountain Academy.
Just in time to hear every word exchanged between Huangpu Feihong and Zhu Qiyu.
Of course, those plotting against him were far more than just these two. There was Luo Zhen, as well as the other prodigies of Thousand Mountain Academy. Though they revealed nothing openly, they were all secretly scheming, hoping to pit him against Song Qingyun. Ideally,