One Shikigami puppet after another was blasted to ash by spells. Pale-faced, Yu Laolai retreated thirty feet and stood beside the boy Hu Lu...
"Shorty, I can't hold out anymore!"
A trace of scarlet ferocity flashed in Hu Lu's eyes. He said quietly, "Even so, we can't just let these Heavenly Wave Valley bastards swagger into Mianchi Academy..."
The covered bridge had already fallen. Standing on the flagstone path through the valley, the two gritted their teeth and prepared to activate the Killing Formation.
A tall, middle-aged Cultivator opposite them snorted. "Mianchi Academy hasn't even said anything, yet you two expelled disciples insist on dying loyally alongside it? I don't wish to stain this peaceful academy with more filthy blood... get out at once! I'll settle accounts with you another day!"
Hu Lu glared, fangs showing at the corners of his mouth, and growled, "The Masters of Mianchi Academy are scholars who listen to reason. They may let you bully them... but I won't stop! Even if I die, I'll tear a chunk of flesh off you..."
The middle-aged Cultivator sneered. "The Confucian School truly has become the laughingstock of the world. Even a spirit of the Demon Race can be taken in as its lackey? Could it be that Confucian disciples are inferior to a wild beast in cultivation?"
Hu Lu bared his teeth and cursed, "The Masters teach only reason! Unlike you lot, who know nothing but fighting for power and profit, slaughtering, and scheming..."
The middle-aged man waved a hand. "Then we'll send you to the next world and teach you a lesson! True reason belongs to whoever has the bigger fist and the sharper sword! That person is the greatest reason in all heaven and earth..."
Four Middle Third Realm Cultivators sneered and flew into the