Getting Serious

The voice coming through the jade talisman was clearly trembling.

"People from the Law Enforcement Hall suddenly took her away this morning, saying she was suspected of harming a fellow disciple."

Harming a fellow disciple? Gu Sheng immediately thought of the Blood Refining Evil Cultivator whose heart Shen Qingtian had pierced with a single sword strike that night.

Although that person cultivated an Evil Cultivation Technique, he had indeed borne the title of a Great Desolation Sacred Academy disciple.

"Exact location."

His voice sank.

"I'm coming over now."

"There's a teahouse outside the teleportation array in the eastern district of Heavenly City. I'll be wearing a goose-yellow ruqun dress."

Qin Yurou spoke rapidly.

"Mr. Gu, please be careful. Recently, in the city—"

Before she could finish, the jade talisman's glow abruptly dimmed.

Gu Sheng tried to contact her again, but his Spiritual Power vanished like a clay ox entering the sea. Something had clearly happened on her end.

After the time it took to burn an incense stick, white light flashed from Heavenly City's teleportation array.

Gu Sheng, disguised as a middle-aged scholar, stepped out, the muscles beneath his blue robe faintly tensed.

An unusual tension hung in the air. Looking up, he could see dozens of figures riding flying artifacts as they patrolled at low altitude.

They wore standard black armor, with the emblem of the Great Desolation Sacred Academy pinned to their chests.

"I heard that all three hundred members of the Myriad Flow Sect vanished overnight."

Two people dressed as merchants beside him were whispering to each other, only to immediately fall silent when a patrol drew near.

Gu Sheng calmly lowered his Bamboo Hat.

It seemed the events of that night had already escalated. He simply had not expected Shen Qingtian to be implicated.

He quickened