Sealing Mu Xi's Hands, Aftermath

Facing Tang Li's threat, a terrified Mu Xi instinctively tried to retreat, but in her panic, how could she possibly evade his methods?

Tang Li wielded Soul Tool blades in both hands and slashed fiercely at Mu Xi's arms. This pair of Level-4 Soul Tools, personally forged by him, was enough to pierce the defenses of defensive Soul Masters of the same rank. Using them to chop up a Two-Ring Great Soul Master was truly beneath them.

Cold light flashed from the blades, while arcs of electricity produced by Soul Power danced with sharp intensity.

Just as the twin blades were about to sever Mu Xi's arms at the shoulders, Wu Zhangkong suddenly arrived. A powerful suction force erupted from his hand, forcibly pulling Mu Xi away from where she stood.

Seeing his strike miss, Tang Li swiftly turned and targeted the displaced Mu Xi again, throwing the twin blades like flying knives.

Whoosh! Whoosh—

The instant Mu Xi heard the sound of air being torn apart, the two flying knives were already shooting straight toward her eyes, about to pierce through her skull!

At that moment, Wu Zhangkong waved one hand. His already pale, slender palm suddenly glowed with a jade-like luster, firmly catching both flying knives in his grasp.

Before Mu Xi could recover from her fright, another silver metal fist had appeared on Tang Li's right hand. Soul Power flowed into the acceleration Soul Tool beneath his feet, and he dashed before the other people surrounding Tang Wulin as though teleporting, throwing a punch directly at one person's face!

Those whose Soul Power was, at most, equal to his had no time to resist against Tang Li, who wielded yet another Level-4 Soul Tool. Their heads were about to be smashed apart.

At the very last moment, Long Hengxu held the unconscious student who had just bounced out of a trash can in one hand, while his other hand transformed into a tiger claw and enclosed Tang Li's gauntlet in its palm.

"Nice block, but not nice enough!"

Tang Li raised his brow and turned to point toward Wu Zhangkong. Long Hengxu looked back and discovered that Mu Xi, whom Wu Zhangkong was holding, had somehow had both hands pierced by two chains!

The one responsible for all of this was the Demon-Sealing Pot, which Tang Li had remotely controlled and concealed in the rear.

Caught between attacks from both sides, Wu Zhangkong, with only one hand free, could only attend to one thing at the expense of another.

"Director Long, you really are a qualified director! You weren't there when my sister was surrounded, but when I wanted to punish these people who bully the weak with their strength and seniority, you arrived right on time!"

Tang Li withdrew his gauntlet, his tone full of merciless mockery. He could not be bothered to look at these vermin Mu Xi had gathered. In his eyes, none of them were as important as a single strand of Tang Wulin's hair.

Seeing Tang Li walk toward her, Tang Wulin hurriedly ran over and hugged him. The stubbornness she had forced herself to maintain turned into tears of grievance welling up in her large eyes.

"Xiao Li, they bullied me! Let's transfer schools!"

"Fine. I'll listen to you."

There were plenty of schools in the Skysea Alliance. If this place was full of freaks, they would switch schools. Tang Li refused to believe Tang Wulin could not get into Shrek without this place!

Fuck, it was just the Spirit Ascension Platform! At worst, he simply would not go. Nothing was more important than his family's safety.

Seeing Tang Wulin suppressing her sobs, Long Hengxu's face darkened terribly. He truly could not understand how his school had produced such a group of freaks!

They had blocked someone at the first-year dormitory, gotten beaten into dead dogs by that person's younger brother, and now the victim wanted to withdraw and transfer schools. If word got out, would Eastsea Academy even be able to stay open?

Thus, Long Hengxu could only steel himself and persuade him. "Student Tang Li, our school will give you and your sister a satisfactory answer regarding this matter."

Tang Li ignored Long Hengxu. He looked at Mu Xi, who had yet to recover from the shock of losing sensation in both hands, and cursed directly.

"A useless piece of trash who only became a Level-2 Blacksmith at this age by relying on her family background thinks she deserves to compare forging with my sister? Is your brain full of dog shit? Don't you have any fucking idea whether you're worthy or not? Since you care so much about saving face, why don't you ask your daddy to give you a Level-9 Divine Craftsman medal?"

"You should be grateful my sister wasn't hurt. Otherwise, merely crippling your hands wouldn't have been enough!"

To hell with some vice president of the Forging Association. If they truly pushed him too far, he would summon Elder Ling and Tang Hao over. Then nobody would fucking survive!

In the end, Tang Wulin, after she had finished crying, was persuaded by Long Hengxu and finally pulled Tang Li into sitting down to talk.

Long Hengxu also contacted Tang Ziran. Tang Ziran merely stated that he supported every decision made by his children and left the decision to Tang Li and Tang Wulin.

Tang Li was the same. Tang Wulin was the victim, after all, so he would listen to her.

At that moment, Tang Li sat outside the Academic Affairs Office with an impatient expression. Beside him was his homeroom teacher, Wu Zhangkong.

The usually cold and arrogant Wu Zhangkong looked at Tang Li with an indescribable expression in his eyes. It seemed like reminiscence, perhaps approval, and also carried a trace of helplessness.

"Tang Li, impulsiveness cannot solve problems."

"That's only because I'm not strong enough. If I were strong enough, I could directly deal with those bastards instead of sitting here waiting for an outcome that may not be fair."

Multicolored Chaotic Flame burned in Tang Li's eyes, clearly showing his disdain for Wu Zhangkong's words.

Hearing this, Wu Zhangkong could not help recalling the most painful day of his life—the day his beloved had died in his arms.

At that time, he had also hated his own lack of strength. He hated that he had no standing to make the academy's higher-ups revoke their decision, and hated that he could not protect her when danger came!

The past was like a dream. The current Wu Zhangkong had changed greatly, and he said gently,

"Becoming stronger cannot be accomplished in a day. Even if you killed them now, it would only bring more trouble to you and your family. Perhaps your way of taking revenge does not have to be slaughter. There are other methods. As far as I know, the academy has a Spirit Arena specifically for students..."

Wu Zhangkong told Tang Li about some of the academy's rules for upper-year students, pointing him toward another path that could achieve the same goal...

Meanwhile, inside the Academic Affairs Office, Long Hengxu began with Tang Wulin's parents and Tang Li, stabilizing Tang Wulin's emotions. He also stated that the academy would severely punish those who had surrounded her.

Tang Wulin did not want to affect Tang Li because of herself, so she agreed to Long Hengxu's proposal. At the end of the meeting, Long Hengxu directly issued probationary disciplinary punishment to those students and had Mu Xi compensate them for all losses.

As for the student who had lost his soul and Mu Xi, whose hands had been sealed, Long Hengxu directly notified their parents and told them everything. Their parents could only accept it.

As the president of the Eastsea Forging Association, Mu Chen was furious after learning that his daughter had done such a thing. Wasn't this just slapping his own face in public?

He said it was good that her hands had been sealed; she needed to properly temper her temperament. He also said he would compensate Tang Wulin, claiming it was due to his own lax discipline.

Tang Wulin did not accept. She had heard the story of the Hongmen Banquet from Tang Li.

After they all came out of the Academic Affairs Office, Tang Li, having heard Wu Zhangkong's suggestion, had regained Wu Zhangkong's calmness. However, his gaze toward those few people still carried a dangerous chill.

He stood and walked to Tang Wulin's side, asking, "Are you satisfied with how this was handled? If not, we'll leave. I'll get Uncle Lin to handle it."

Wu Zhangkong's suggestion was good, but that depended on Tang Wulin being willing to stay. If Tang Wulin did not want to remain here, Tang Li would immediately take her away.

"Director Long handled it very fairly. Xiao Li, you don't need to worry about me. This time, I dragged you into it, so don't trouble Uncle Lin anymore."

After hearing Tang Wulin's words, Tang Li's gaze toward those bastards turned even more hostile.

"Isn't it all because of those ** and that bitch? There's no such thing as dragging me into it. As long as you weren't hurt, that's all that matters."