My Lord, the Human Newcomers Have Been Locked in Cages-Dispose of Them as You Please

Ever since becoming some kind of cult leader, Zhao Ruiming's most frequent thought had been: Could this be a conspiracy by the higher-ups?

It couldn't be helped. Zhao Ruiming's cultivation was currently only at the Heaven Rank. Before a whole crowd of Saint-rank experts, he was nothing worth mentioning.

If anyone made a move, he would definitely die beyond all doubt.

He was treading on thin ice.

Still, this matter needed careful consideration.

Time passed quickly.

In the blink of an eye, several more days had gone by.

Today, the freshmen of Third Cultivation University were especially lively.

There was not much time left before the Five-School Grand Competition.

The hunting competition was a fine opportunity to test their own strength.

Of course, only one hundred freshmen could participate in the hunting competition.

Not just anyone could join.

On the athletic field.

A teacher serving as one of the leaders for this event was explaining the various rules to the freshmen below.

What he emphasized most was still safety.

Afterward, the vast procession headed out of the school.

Administrative Building.

Principal's Office.

Zhao Ruiming drew back the curtains and looked outside without any reaction.

The hunting grounds for Third and Fourth Cultivation Universities were located in a forest somewhat closer to Third Great City.

The surrounding area had long since been cleared once.

There was danger, but no great danger.

"Though this is only an unofficial competition, Third Cultivation University must still show some results."

The garrison general walked at one side while the teacher in charge of the students kept talking without pause.

Within the crowd, Jiang Yang instinctively glanced at the garrison general.

By sheer coincidence, their eyes met directly.

Pretending nothing had happened, Jiang Yang began surveying the surrounding terrain.

If something happened and rescue did not