The Academy's Bizarre Case

"Help! Help! I don't want to die!" Early that morning, a scream shattered the calm of the Academy's residential quarter. People who were eating breakfast, or had just finished, could not help looking over.

When they saw what the people were wearing, surprise spread across their faces. "Aren't those servants from Huang Xiaotian's household? What are they doing? Has that Huang Family fellow lost his mind and decided to kill them?" But it did not look that way. Huang Xiaotian was well known throughout the Academy.

Among those below the Spirit Practitioner Realm, Huang Xiaotian ranked near the top. Many believed that once he broke through, his family's secret techniques would leave few Spirit Practitioner Realm experts in the Academy able to match him.

But what was happening today was far too strange. "Wait, look! What's that?" At the cry, everyone looked where the speaker pointed. Strange patterns had appeared on the servants' bodies.

The patterns were beautiful, even bewitching, yet something about them felt deeply wrong. As everyone watched, one of the men fleeing at the front suddenly stopped and said in a daze, "Ha ha, I'm a butterfly. Hee hee hee..." Before their eyes, the servant went mad.

He began hopping about like a young bird learning to fly, exactly as Huang Xiaotian had. The other servants grew even more terrified. But on those who had been poisoned most severely, the patterns had already spread far enough. Once they reached a certain number, the servants' minds began to change.

More and more people became like him, making everyone's hair stand on end. "This is bad! Stop them! What's happened to them?" Several Huang Family students rushed forward and knocked the servants down one after another.

The servants kept struggling, but against such an overwhelming difference in strength, they