"I'm going to take care of something. You stay obediently inside the academy. Once I'm done, there'll be no need to ask an expert from the Yu Family to act." Li Zhōujūn spoke up at this point.
"What are you going to do?" Yú Xīndá asked Li Zhōujūn.
"Could it be that you're going to find the Ninth Tribulation God Venerable behind the Black Heaven Emperor? Do you know where he is?" Mu Tingxuan asked with a frown.
"I suppose you could say I do." Li Zhōujūn smiled.
"Stay safe," Mu Tingxuan said.
After everything Mu Tingxuan had been through, she had somehow developed an inexplicable confidence in Li Zhōujūn's strength.
"Tsk, you're not worried that the Ninth Tribulation God Venerable will beat me to death? You're not going to stop me?" Li Zhōujūn asked Mu Tingxuan in surprise.
"Just don't beat him to death," Mu Tingxuan muttered.
"Don't worry. I can't beat him to death." Li Zhōujūn smiled.
"What are you two talking about? Why can't I understand a word?" Yú Xīndá said, feeling completely bewildered.
"All right, I'm off." With that, Li Zhōujūn transformed into a streak of light and shot away.
The Black Heaven Emperor would not meet the Ninth Tribulation God Venerable behind him—the one preparing to take his son as a disciple—for another three hours.
Naturally, Li Zhōujūn could not waste those three hours. He planned to eat a few roast chickens to calm his nerves.
As Li Zhōujūn left,
Yú Xīndá turned to Mu Tingxuan and asked, "Li Zhōujūn won't die, will he?"
"He probably won't. From what I know of him, he isn't reckless. The fact that he dared to act means he's confident," Mu Tingxuan said.
"Tsk, old woman, what happened between you and Li Zhōujūn during all the years I was