Chapter 233
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As Ning An and Zi Chen drank, Murong Lan sat beside them and watched them.
Only when it was almost noon did Murong Lan leave.
Since Ning An and Zi Chen weren't drunk, they naturally knew that Murong Lan had left.
After Murong Lan left, Ning An looked at Zi Chen and said, "Teacher, let me send you back."
She wouldn't ask about Zi Chen's thoughts. If Zi Chen wanted to talk, she would listen carefully …
"You don't have to send me back." Zi Chen stood up, walked to the empty space, and waved at Ning An.
When Ning An saw this, she slowly walked over.
"Ning An, from now on, attack me with all your might," Zi Chen said as he finished the last bit of wine in his wine jar and threw it out.
"Okay." Ning An didn't hesitate. She immediately attacked Zi Chen.
The two of them fought fiercely and only stopped when they were both tired.
"Ning An, after you rest, practice your spiritual power. You don't have to leave the Purple Bamboo Forest. I will send you out in a month."
"A month?" Ning An was a little surprised. "Isn't there another competition after today's competition?"
"Forfeit," Zi Chen said indifferently. "There's no point in participating in that kind of competition."
Ning An was speechless.
"Teacher, did you ask me to leave in a month because something will happen in a month?" Ning An looked up at Zi Chen.
She knew that Zi Chen wouldn't ask her to stay here and cultivate for a month without a good reason.
"Yes." Zi Chen nodded. "Do you still remember the tallest black tower in the school?"
Ning An nodded. "Yes."
The bell that rang throughout the school came from the top of the black tower. Because of its color and height, the black tower was very eye-catching.
There was probably no one in the school who didn't remember it …
"A month later, the Black Tower will open its trial. What level you can reach will depend on your luck and strength, so you have to work hard to cultivate." After Zi Chen finished speaking, he prepared to leave. Then, as if he had thought of something, he stopped in his tracks. "Not only do you need to strengthen your spiritual power, but you also need to strengthen your spiritual power. Maybe your spiritual power will help you a lot when the time comes."
"Alright," Ning An said and did not say anything else.
After Zi Chen left, Ning An sat cross-legged and began to cultivate.
While Ning An was cultivating, Zi Chen walked out of the Purple Bamboo Forest and took out a small bell. He then dripped a drop of his blood onto the bell.
Hiding in the dark, Sly Hou looked at the small bell and then at Zi Chen, whose face had turned pale because of the blood dripping out of his mouth. She was a little surprised.
The Donghuang Bell was a Divine Artifact among Divine Artifacts, and its defense was extremely strong.
While Ning An was cultivating here, he used the power of the Donghuang Bell to isolate the Purple Bamboo Forest from the outside world. Did he not want to disturb Ning An?
A golden light flashed and spread throughout the Purple Bamboo Forest. After a while, the golden light disappeared as if it had never appeared.
Seeing the golden light disappear, Zi Chen stopped. His face was very pale. He looked at the Donghuang Bell and then turned to leave.
After Zi Chen left, Sly Hou walked out of the dark and walked to the Donghuang Bell.
The Donghuang Bell did not recognize normal people as its master, but since it had received Zi Chen's blood, it meant that its Artifact Spirit was familiar with Zi Chen.
However, the few drops of blood just now had caused Zi Chen to suffer heavy injuries. Furthermore, the Donghuang Bell would protect the Purple Bamboo Forest for as long as Zi Chen was injured!
Touching her chin, Sly Hou laughed lightly. "I didn't expect this teacher to be so considerate of Ning An."
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