An armored vehicle sped across the wilderness.
Though it looked incomparably bumpy from the outside, the interior was remarkably steady.
It was hard to feel even the slightest vibration.
Lu Sheng and the other two sat inside the vehicle, while a dedicated driver handled the wheel.
Lu Sheng looked at Kong Yunzhang lying quietly within the armored vehicle, his eyes tightly shut and his face pale. A trace of worry could not help surfacing between Lu Sheng's brows.
"Senior Sister, is Teacher really going to be alright?"
To be honest, with Kong Yunzhang remaining unconscious, Lu Sheng was still rather worried.
Kong Xin waved her hand. "Don't worry. Father's old internal injuries have merely flared up, causing him to fall unconscious. With his cultivation, there won't be any problems within half a year."
"As long as we get him to the Medical Saint within half a year, everything will be resolved as easily as splitting bamboo."
Only after hearing Kong Xin's words did Lu Sheng finally relax.
At that moment, Kong Xin took an ancient book from her robes.
Several large characters were clearly written upon its cover.
"Hidden Dragon Formless Sword!"
Lu Sheng's gaze was instantly drawn to the book.
Kong Xin's voice slowly rang out.
"Originally, Father planned to give you this martial art after some time had passed. But there was no helping it—you saw it yourself. Everything happened far too suddenly."
"The appearance of the Demonic Cult disrupted Teacher's plans, so I can only pass it on to you in his stead!"
As she spoke, Kong Xin handed the Hidden Dragon Formless Sword to Lu Sheng.
"Senior Sister, this..."
Lu Sheng accepted the Hidden Dragon Formless Sword and looked at Kong Xin.
Kong Xin smiled faintly.
"Since you have entered Father's school, and Father is the