December 5th, Sunday.
Jiang Xiaorou felt it was about time and went to Xie Lian's office.
"You've figured it out?" Xie Lian said calmly, suppressing his joy.
"I can make a deal with you!"
Jiang Xiaorou gritted her teeth and struggled to say, "However, you must make Martial Dao Oath!"
This matter must not be disclosed;
You cannot use this matter to blackmail me in the future;
You can't kill me to silence me...
Jiang Xiaorou put forward a series of conditions to make it seem real.
"No problem!"
Xie Lian smiled and said he agreed to everything.
Martial Dao Oath are not absolute; there are loopholes in their wording that can be exploited.
Just like killing Jiang Xiaorou to silence her, it was a decision made beforehand, and it was Wu Guangzhi who made the move, so it had nothing to do with him and did not affect his Martial Dao Oath.
"What about the time and place?" Xie Lian pressed.
I'll let you know when the time comes.
Jiang Xiaorou, "It won't be long. Just recently, Teaching Assistant Ning asked me to go and keep him company for the next few days. I will try to obtain the Martial Seal for the Spirit Forging Meditation Method."
After saying that, she turned and left.
That evening, Jiang Xiaorou went to Ning Chuan's apartment at the Stargazing Tower and told him about it.
Ning Chuan pondered for a moment and said, "Let's do it tomorrow. There's no need to delay any longer."
"Good."
Jiang Xiaorou nodded.
The next day.
A private room in a café in a commercial area.
Jiang Xiaorou chose this place as the trading venue.
This is also advice from a psychologist.
It's safer in a busy area, so Xie Lian won't become suspicious.
In fact, Xie Lian was indeed cautious. After receiving Jiang Xiaorou's notification, he did not rush to go. He first contacted Wu Guangzhi and asked him to follow him secretly. Then, he carefully disguised himself before arriving at the coffee shop.
"Did you get the Martial Seal?!"
Xie Lian closed the door, looked at Jiang Xiaorou, and felt his voice trembling with excitement.
A method for cultivating mental power that is only 5% incomplete.
The distance to completeness is extremely small.
After he inherits the legacy, perhaps with a stroke of luck, he'll be able to complete it in a flash of inspiration.
At that time, he could easily escape to the Heavenly Martial Realm, exchange it for power and profit, and live like an emperor.
Why should we fear Ning Chuan any longer!
Jiang Xiaorou stood opposite her and asked, "Where's the Manjushage I ordered?"
"Here!"
Xie Lian quickly asked, taking out a vibrant red flower, "Where is the Martial Seal?"
Jiang Xiaorou flipped her left hand, revealing a Martial Seal in her palm.
Seeing this, Xie Lian's eyes burned with fervor. As a member of the Ancient Martial Arts Research Institute, he knew very well what the Spirit Forging Meditation Method Martial Seal looked like.
"Let's make the trade quickly!"
Xie Lian urged him on, and couldn't help but walk quickly toward Jiang Xiaorou.
Just then, a tall, slender figure appeared out of thin air, his expression indifferent, his eyes like lightning, coldly staring at Xie Lian.
It was Ning Chuan.
He had arrived at the coffee shop long ago and had been using Divine Concealment Technique to conceal himself.
Ning Chuan and Jiang Xiaorou discussed that they would reappear during the transaction, as that would have the greatest impact on Xie Lian's emotions and make it easier for Jiang Xiaorou to read his mind.
The Dark Night Abyss, after all, risky.
If Xie Lian's mental fortitude is not strong, he could easily lose his mind in the dark and become mentally impaired.
"How dare you steal the Spirit Forging Meditation Method! You've got some nerve!"
Ning Chuan said coldly.
Upon hearing this, Xie Lian froze, his mind going completely blank.
Ning Chuan knows!
Whether Jiang Xiaorou conspired with Ning Chuan to frame him or her tracks were accidentally exposed and discovered by Ning Chuan.
It is true that he stole the Spirit Forging Meditation Method.
He's dead!
Fear surged from the depths of his heart like a tsunami, engulfing Xie Lian and causing him to completely panic.
On the other side.
Across from the coffee shop, in a park with a dense grove of trees, Wu Guangzhi, who was secretly observing, frowned.
Ning Chuan was actually setting a trap for Xie Lian!
But why?
Wu Guangzhi couldn't understand it.
" Xie Lian, why did you kill the Purple Demon Divine General Zheng Gui?!"
In the coffee shop, Jiang Xiaorou seized the opportunity to demand an answer in a stern voice, her large, wine-red eyes flashing with a glint of light.
Hearing this, Xie Lian felt a pang of panic.
Memories of that night kept flashing back uncontrollably.
at the same time.
Wu Guangzhi's eyes changed slightly as he understood the reason. Without the slightest hesitation, Wu Guangzhi made his move decisively.
If Xie Lian were to leak this information...
His fate was far more tragic than Xie Lian's; he would suffer a fate worse than death.
Inside the private room, Xie Lian's eyes suddenly dimmed without warning, like dark clouds on a gloomy day, and he seemed to lose all his vitality.
Ning Chuan felt a chill run down his spine.
Psychological attack!
Xie Lian is dead!
Ning Chuan reacted extremely quickly, immediately spreading his Divine Sense and sensing that two invisible spiritual spikes were shooting towards him and Jiang Xiaorou from the direction of the French windows.
Swift as lightning, yet silent!
It was incredibly bizarre.
There wasn't even a fluctuation; if it weren't for his Divine Sense, Ning Chuan estimated he would have had to get very close to detect it.
Jiang Xiaorou was only at the Dharma Aspect Realm, so she was completely unaware of the danger. At this moment, she had a sorrowful expression on her face, already knowing that her father had been killed.
Ning Chuan did not remind Jiang Xiaorou of her thoughts.
There's not enough time.
The attacking mental spikes were too fast!
Moreover, even if Jiang Xiaorou knew, it would be useless. Xie Lian, Knight, was instantly killed, so Jiang Xiaorou definitely couldn't stop him.
" Blood Soul Needle!"
Ning Chuan's formidable combat skills allowed him to unleash the appropriate martial arts techniques without hesitation.
In an instant, the misty spiritual energy in his sea of consciousness boiled and condensed into more than a dozen soul needles that shot out, each more than a meter long and blood red, to meet the two spiritual energy spikes.
Bang, bang, bang...
A series of heavy, powerful collision sounds rang out in mid-air.
Large swaths of crimson light splattered.
The moment the Blood Soul Needle made contact, it was shattered by the mental energy spikes, only managing to reduce its power by a small amount.
Upon seeing this, Ning Chuan's pupils suddenly contracted.
His Divine Sense detected that the quality of those two spiritual energy spikes was too high; the spiritual energy of the person who attacked him and Jiang Xiaorou was at least 50% stronger than his!
In an instant, all ten-plus soul needles shattered.
Ning Chuan no longer had time to unleash his spiritual martial arts.
Two sharp spikes of spiritual energy pierced through the air like lightning, one to the left and one to the right, respectively, and shot into Ning Chuan and Jiang Xiaorou's foreheads.
"Um..."
Jiang Xiaorou remained silent, her large, wine-red eyes quickly dimmed, and her body went limp, collapsing weakly to the ground.
Her consciousness gradually darkened...
At this moment, Jiang Xiaorou was not afraid, but worried about Ning Chuan's safety.
The murderer of her father was not Xie Lian; the other party was merely an accomplice.
The real culprit is Wu Guangzhi, a member of the board of directors of Galaxy University and the vice dean of the Martial Arts Academy!
However, the attack came too fast; she had no time to react.
Ning Chuan, standing steadily to the side, remained perfectly still.
He remained calm, exerting all his strength to mobilize the spiritual power within his sea of consciousness, which surged like a tidal wave, continuously striking the invading spiritual power spike to block it and reduce its power.
However, they ultimately failed to stop it.
A small spike of spiritual energy pierced through the sea of consciousness and struck the soul.
A sharp pain rose in my mind.
Ning Chuan felt slightly dizzy.
He knew that his soul was damaged!
At the same time, Ning Chuan caught a glimpse of Jiang Xiaorou falling to the ground, her wine-red hair fluttering like a flower torn off by a storm.
However, Ning Chuan ignored them all. With a thought, the space around him began to distort.
The Divine Treasury of Ten Thousand Weapons!
The next moment, dazzling light illuminated the private room.
More than a dozen golden Stars appeared, each protruding with a Divine Weapon, its blades gleaming and all possessing explosive power. They were aimed at a grove of trees outside the apartment building through the floor-to-ceiling windows and struck out with lightning speed.