Chapter 1215: North Hill Subdued, Clan Chief Dies
The Woman in Red moved like a dream, while the Blue-clothed Woman's zither music was like an illusion.
The two complemented each other, the music lingering around the beams for three days without fading, exquisitely dreamlike and pleasing to the ear.
"Dean Feng, we have been waiting for you for quite some time," Chu Feiyang, the Chu Family's patriarch, was the first to rise and say with a smile.
"You have come from afar and gathered dust along the way. Please, take your seats."
Upon seeing Feng Buxiu and his group, some of the factions within the hall also stood to show their goodwill.
Ci Yuan Temple and Sin Prison, for instance.
Yet some factions paid them little mind, such as Dragon Demon Gate and Demon Temple.
Especially on Nine Ghost Academy's side, Xu Zimo spotted an acquaintance—the dean of Nine Ghost Academy, Wu Daozi.
This time, seated beside him was a woman in a fitted long robe.
Her black hair cascaded like a waterfall from her temples.
Her eyes were pitch-black. Holding a wine cup, she drank by herself. She was presumably Nine Ghost Academy's contestant for this round.
Seeing Xu Zimo and the others, Wu Daozi gave a heavy snort.
Under Chu Feiyang's invitation, the people from Seven Gods Academy took their seats.
Not long after they sat down, the people from Wu Jian Academy filed in right behind them.
Emperor Feilian looked at Xu Zimo and made a throat-slitting gesture, his expression exceptionally arrogant.
Xu Zimo smiled and lightly tapped the table twice with his index finger, producing two "bang, bang" sounds.
"Why wait for the competition? I can send you to your death right now."
"Everyone, everyone, listen to me," Chu Feiyang hurriedly stepped forward to smooth things