The banshees' escape caused only limited ripples above Linzhong Lake.
Aside from Zheng Qing glaring fiercely at their retreating backs, no one by the lakeside paid them much attention. Even Master Baoyangzi, who had the ability to stop the banshees, merely lifted his eyelids, glanced at them, and casually tossed out an Exorcism Spell that struck the Three-headed Black Flood Dragon's tail.
The black flood dragon let out a miserable cry, flesh and blood flying from its tail.
The Little Banshee, who had been wrapped in its tail, tumbled from midair and fell into Linzhong Lake, splashing up a small ring of water. Nikita and the black flood dragon did not dare look back. Instead, they sped up their panicked flight and vanished into Deep within the Silent Forest in the blink of an eye.
Master Baoyangzi had no intention of rising to pursue them either.
It had to be said that Nikita's instinct for self-preservation was unparalleled. She had chosen exactly the right moment to flee.
To all the faculty and students currently remaining at First University, the escape of two banshees was merely a minor irritation—especially since they had fled into the Silent Forest, First University's backyard. The school's true grave concern was the "Black Moon" hanging askew in midair.
Zheng Qing still clearly remembered the Heavy Snow solar term last year, when an enormous snowfall had blanketed the academy. He and Ilena had walked through the snow and kissed by the lake.
The snowflakes had withered, the beauty was gone, yet the faint fragrance remained.
On that very day, also on the shores of Linzhong Lake, the two of them had witnessed the seven-story pagoda on the lake's central island shining like a neon light amid the vast whiteness, and felt the astonishing magical surge erupting