Night of the Purge

Zhou Sining finally had a chance to check on Xu Zhaoting, who was covered in blood.

Thankfully, his injuries looked worse than they were. He was still breathing.

Zhou Sining hurriedly pulled out several packets of high-quality Blood Potion and poured them into Xu Zhaoting's mouth. Soon, Xu Zhaoting's breathing steadied, and he slowly opened his eyes.

"Zhou... Zhou Sining?" Xu Zhaoting said weakly.

"If you run into the Black Vatican again, call me and Mo Fan. You got lucky this time," Zhou Sining said.

"Okay." Xu Zhaoting gave a feeble smile.

Zhang Lulu and Mu Nujiao ran over too.

"Zhaoting..." Zhang Lulu took Xu Zhaoting from Zhou Sining, her eyes brimming with tears.

She wept as she wiped the blood from his face.

"I'm... sorry." Xu Zhaoting's heart ached with guilt.

If Zhou Sining hadn't arrived in time, Zhang Lulu would probably have come in looking for him.

She was a good student who had spent twelve years with her nose in books. She had never encountered monsters like the Black Vatican, much less so many Black Beast Demons. She would never have escaped.

"Thank you, Zhou Sining. I owe you two lives," Xu Zhaoting said, turning his head toward him.

"We've been through life and death together. You don't owe me anything. Save the thanks until you've recovered." Zhou Sining shook his head.

"I called an ambulance and the Tribunal earlier. They should be here soon," Mu Nujiao said.

"Mmph! Mmph! Mmph!"

The Black Vatican members' cries of pain were ruining the mood.

The anger Zhou Sining had barely managed to suppress flared up again. He turned and kicked one of them in the face.

"Quit your fucking whining! Shut up!"

Using the Netherworld Battle Armor, he entered Kun's Forest. Fighting back his disgust, he pulled off their