The Title Suddenly Flew Away, and the Poor Author Couldn't Catch It

He had originally wanted to use the Xianxian Sword Seal to draw Jian Tongming into an illusion while he was unconscious, thereby helping him overcome the inner demon in his heart.

Jiang Siming had also seen the inferiority buried inside Jian Tongming, as well as his obsession with restoring the Seven Kill Sword to glory. For a swordsman, inferiority and obsession could be fatal weaknesses.

So he had wanted to use this chance to let Jian Tongming thoroughly overcome his inner demon, but he had never expected the kid's state of mind to be this poor, to be defeated by his own inner demon so easily.

"Old man won't kill me, will he?" A chill ran down Jiang Siming's back, and he could not help shivering.

"Now it can only depend on the kid's own fortune. Master really screwed you over this time!" A trace of self-reproach rose in Jiang Siming's heart. He had indeed been a little too eager for quick results.

No matter how mature a teenager was, he had still experienced far too little. Jiang Siming had imposed the standards of someone who had lived two lives onto Jian Tongming, and that was what had caused the current crisis.

The title suddenly flew away, and the miserable author failed to catch it.

"Dean, what exactly happened to Junior Tongming?" Huo Yhao asked anxiously.

The killing intent emanating from Jian Tongming's body had already reached the verge of being uncontrollable. Even if Huo Yuhao and the others wanted to get close, their bodies would feel a faint discomfort.

"I don't know either! I've already used the academy's special method to send a message to Xuan Zi. Xuan Zi should arrive very soon," Cai Mei'er said with a sigh. Although her strength was as high as rank 95, she