You Are the Legendary Dean Feng

Fu Qian moved through the ruins without stopping.

He was already very familiar with this route, having traversed it twice before, and knew exactly where the monsters would ambush him.

He encountered almost no obstacles along the way and quickly reached the blood pool at the center.

From a distance, he could already see Feng Yunhong striking a pose.

Warming up his facial muscles, Fu Qian rushed forward. The next moment, his pupils suddenly dilated.

"Dean... Feng Yunhong?"

After a full ten seconds, the wax-figure-like Feng Yunhong finally stirred.

Taking a deep breath, as if waking from a dream, Feng Yunhong slowly opened his eyes and looked at Fu Qian.

"Who are you? This place is very dangerous."

"You're Dean Feng, right?"

Fu Qian didn't answer his question and continued with a look of pleasant surprise.

"I knew you were okay! I finally found you!"

"You know me?"

Feng Yunhong frowned.

"Of course!"

Fu Qian nodded vigorously.

"I saw your portrait at the Academy. You haven't changed at all after all these years. I recognized you immediately."

"The Academy..."

As if hearing something from a distant past, Feng Yunhong paused for a moment before reacting and shaking his head.

"That was many years ago."

"Yes, the teachers at the Academy often mentioned the mysterious disappearance of the Fourth Dean. It's been at least a few decades.

They say Dean Li has been searching for your whereabouts ever since."

"Dean Li, Li He? He's already a dean."

Feng Yunhong sighed, his face etched with vicissitudes, mixed with a hint of relief.

Good acting, Fu Qian praised inwardly.

"Yes, but Dean Li retired many years ago and is now traveling. He always spoke highly of your strength."

Feng Yunhong waved his hand, gazing at the sky at a forty-five-degree angle, adopting an air of having seen it all.

"All fame is fleeting, like clouds passing by."

"Speaking of which, you are also a hero emerging from youth."

He appraised Fu Qian with admiration.

"You're already Sixth Order at such a young age. In our era, you'd be an absolute prodigy."

"You flatter me, Dean Feng. I'm merely standing on the shoulders of giants. Without the years of exploration by my predecessors, the path of cultivation would hardly be so smooth."

Fu Qian said this humbly, yet his brow furrowed as he looked at the tragic state of Feng Yunhong's lower body.

"What... what happened to you? Who did this?"

"It's hard to explain clearly right now. I can only blame myself for being too careless back then. This place is extremely strange, you must be careful."

Feng Yunhong admonished Fu Qian with the demeanor of an elder.

"I understand!"

Fu Qian nodded earnestly, continuing to look at Feng Yunhong's lower body with indignation.

"I'll go call others right away. We'll definitely find a way to rescue you."

There are others?

Hearing Fu Qian's words, Feng Yunhong's eyes lit up, followed by a magnanimous smile and a shake of his head.

"Your intention is enough. At my age, I've long since come to terms with life and death. The only reason I'm still alive is sheer willpower."

"The dangers within are immense. You don't need to risk your lives for me."

"Please don't say that."

Fu Qian shook his head forcefully.

"I'm going to call them now. Vice Dean Li Weixuan, who is with me, is already at the peak of Fourth Order. His Sword Heart is pure and specializes in countering evil and defilement, so he'll surely find a way to rescue you. Just wait..."

While comforting Feng Yunhong, Fu Qian made a move as if to leave, but suddenly stopped, his brows furrowed tightly.

"What's wrong?"

Feng Yunhong narrowed his eyes slightly, observing Fu Qian.

"Have you...?"

Fu Qian scanned his surroundings, seemingly searching for something.

"Did you hear someone talking?"

"Someone talking? How is that possible? There's no one else here but us!"

Feng Yunhong looked puzzled.

"Are you sure you didn't mishear?"

"But I really did!"

Fu Qian appeared confused.

"It was a woman's voice, constantly saying to let her out, her name seemed to be Shui Jing... Wait a minute, there's another man's voice... Chi Hesheng, how could this be?"

Fu Qian casually mentioned two names, noticing Feng Yunhong's expression change drastically.

"This blood pool is full of curses, sometimes it can cause hallucinations. You might be affected."

"You'd better leave here quickly to avoid further harm."

Feng Yunhong urged Fu Qian to leave.

"Understood, I'm leaving now!"

Fu Qian nodded and bowed to Feng Yunhong.

"Take care, I'll be right back."

"No need to rush. I've been here for so many years, there's no hurry."

Feng Yunhong chuckled and watched Fu Qian leave until he completely disappeared into the mist.

After walking a distance, Fu Qian turned his body. He first used a stone tower to block the line of sight, then quietly returned.

Of course, he couldn't really go and bring Li Weixuan and the others over.

The reason he said that earlier was to let Feng Yunhong know that more prey would be delivered, so he wouldn't self-destruct now.

Secondly, it was to put enough pressure on the old man.

He specifically emphasized that Li Weixuan was at the peak of the Fourth Order and had extremely keen senses, then told him that he heard a cry for help.

If even he could hear something unusual, Feng Yunhong would definitely worry about being exposed in front of Li Weixuan. If he really had a way to suppress the Transcendent beings who had been swallowed, he would definitely make a move.

He quickly returned to the edge of the blood pool and found that Feng Yunhong was gone.

Where he had been standing, there was now a hole leading further down.

This place... Fu Qian remembered the arched dome that was revealed when Li Weixuan and Feng Yunhong fought.

There was indeed something below!

Fu Qian leaped across the blood pool again and landed at the edge of the hole. He saw crisscrossing stone beams below.

Without hesitation, Fu Qian jumped down.

Speed is of the essence; Feng Yunhong wouldn't be slow.

He landed lightly on the huge arched stone beam and carefully observed the interior of the building.

The space wasn't very large, but the height was considerable. He was currently standing on its rafters.

It was hard to imagine how such a building had sunk into the ground.

Judging by its general appearance, this place should have been a church or something similar, but it was now unrecognizable.

The entire interior of the building presented an extremely bizarre scene, with most of the area empty.

Tables, chairs, tiles, lamps, and glass – all the interior decorations were piled up in the center of the building.

Furthermore, these items seemed to be pulled by some force, forming a giant four-pointed spiral shape in a twisted posture.

The symbol on the blood-faced man's head.

Fu Qian's heart stirred, confirming he had found the right place.

In the center of the counter-clockwise spiral was a rough stone chair.

At this moment, the disappeared Feng Yunhong was sitting on it, emitting bursts of groans.

Such speed!

Speaking of which, this guy just stood there all along, and after swallowing people, he directly came down to digest?

He's really steady!

Thanks to the book friend "I Was Once in the Light" for the reminder, they discovered I was lazy yesterday and only updated one chapter :-D