The mountain forest regained its tranquility. After looting Lu Ming's body for a few silver notes, Fang Yizhu no longer showed any interest in this Southern Sky Disciple. He looked in the direction of the three academies as he pondered.
"Senior Brother." Morin looked at Fang Yizhu and suddenly called out.
"Hm?" Fang Yizhu absent-mindedly responded.
"What do you want to do?" Morin asked.
"Find Lu Ping first." Fang Yizhu said.
"And then?" Morin continued to ask. After sensing Fang Yizhu's abnormality, he did not believe that Fang Yizhu was looking for Lu Ping out of concern for a friend like himself. Morin felt that this person had some other purpose.
"And then? I have been in the North Style Academy for so many years, I should also contribute to the academy. "Fang Yizhu said.
"Oh? Then do you need me to do anything? "Morin said. He felt that this was a good way to find out Fang Yizhu's true purpose. In any case, no matter what Fang Yizhu said, he would temporarily reserve his opinion.
"You? You seem to be an enemy of the North Style Academy. "Fang Yizhu said.
"I was before." Morin said, "But my mission has already ended, so I am no longer one."
The hired forty people, including Morin, did not know the complete plan or the purpose of the mission. Every one of them had received a mission. How to preserve themselves after the mission was up to their own abilities. The other party was not responsible. As for the reward, they had already paid the high price beforehand. The other party was not worried about the integrity of the people they had carefully selected.
Morin's mission was to release the custom-made Nine Dragon Fire Seals. Everything had already been prepared. All they had to do was to sneak to the designated location after receiving the order and release the custom-made items.
The locations were all carefully selected remote areas. The time was when the Seven Star Trial was in progress, when the entire North Style Academy was most concentrated. Their identities were people from the Treasure Pavilion who would not attract suspicion by peddling divine weapons everywhere in the Seven Star Valleys.
Under these conditions, even though they were facing a terrifying opponent like the North Style Academy, the mission was not difficult to complete.
None of the thirty-two custom-made Nine Dragon Fire Seals failed.
Their mission had come to an end.
He was an experienced assassin. No one chose to return to Seven Stars Valley. Everyone found a place to hide and waited for the right time to leave. They weren't worried about what would happen to the North Style Academy next. All they wanted to do was to get away from the battlefield. Save yourself. However, Morin was concerned about Lu Ping. After completing his mission responsibly, he planned how to meet up with Lu Ping.
However, Morin did not have the slightest bit of strength. His speed was that of an ordinary person. Cloud Clamped Valley was also the closest place to the Seven Star Meeting's testing grounds. In the end, before he could leave the Cloud Valley. Kuang Jie and his men had already entered the valley.
Morin, who did not dare to act rashly, could only hide by the side, feeling bitter in his heart.
Then, he met Fang Yizhu.
Because he seemed to be Lu Ping's friend, Morin made a rather rash move. Right now, he only hoped that he wouldn't regret his actions.
He looked at Fang Yizhu, and Fang Yizhu also looked at him.
He was holding back towards Fang Yizhu, but how could Fang Yizhu trust him completely?
"In short, we need to find Lu Ping first." Fang Yizhu said.
"Okay." Morin nodded in agreement. He didn't know if Fang Yizhu had the same thoughts as him: This person is not reliable. Find Lu Ping. Listen to Lu Ping.
Afterwards, they continued on their way. After making a big detour, they finally returned to Phecda Peak from the back mountains of Phecda. Next to them was Lu Cuntang's backyard.
As an important place on Phecda Peak, Lu Cuntang was suffocatingly quiet. The smell of blood permeated the air under a collapsed wall. Fang Yizhu and Morin only cared about following Nan Xiaohe and Cang Hai, so they didn't come here to check. Now that they came in, they saw corpses strewn all over the ground. North Style Academy, Black Tortoise Academy, Que Yue Academy, and so on.
"Why aren't there any from Southern Sky Academy?" After Fang Yizhu walked in, he mumbled after looking around. In the battle that took place here, only Qin Yue from Southern Sky Academy came. Later on, he used the light to escape. Therefore, the casualties of the three academies were only limited to Black Tortoise Academy and Que Yue Academy.
After looking at the situation in the courtyard. Then he looked ahead. The door of the treasury in the important place of Lu Cuntang was wide open.
They didn't even care about this. It could be seen how dangerous the situation was for North Style Academy, and how hurried Phecda Peak's evacuation was.
"We don't even need this." Fang Yizhu walked into the treasury as he spoke. He looked around and mumbled. Morin followed him in. He also looked around curiously. What was here wasn't secret ability books, divine weapons, or rare treasures that cultivators flocked to like ducks. What was here was money, money that ordinary people would have. Phecda Peak was in charge of this. Apart from this, there was also a granary, a vegetable cellar, and all the daily necessities on Phecda Peak. On that day, Lu Ping went down the mountain with the newcomers to Songxi Town to buy things. In the end, he bought a bunch of daily necessities. Actually, if he knew that he only wanted to buy these, he didn't need to go down the mountain. He could just go to Phecda Peak and buy them all. There was a grocery street on Phecda Peak that specialized in all kinds of daily necessities. Of course, it wasn't free.
These things couldn't be lived without. But for cultivators, not many people would care about these things at a critical moment. The treasury was left open and nobody cared about it. The three academies must have passed by here before, but they didn't stay here at all.
"Tsk tsk tsk." Fang Yizhu looked around and sighed repeatedly. After that, he opened a drawer beside him and saw neatly stacked banknotes inside.
"Amazing, amazing!" Fang Yizhu continued to sigh. Although this treasury was abandoned at a critical moment, it wasn't a place that people could casually enter and exit at normal times. Fang Yizhu sighed in admiration as he grabbed a handful of banknotes and stuffed them into his arms.
"Senior brother, you're really something." Morin wasn't a person who opened his eyes wide at the sight of money, but being in this treasury, he was also greatly moved. Seeing that Fang Yizhu had already started, he didn't hold back and immediately grabbed a handful as well.
Slap!
Morin's hand that was grabbing the banknotes was slapped.
"You are not someone from North Style Academy!" Fang Yizhu stopped Morin confidently and confidently.
"I helped Lu Ping take it." Morin's reaction was very astute.
"Oh, take a bit more." Fang Yizhu turned around and left.
Morin wasn't polite, but he wasn't greedy either. He grabbed a stack of banknotes and stuffed them into his arms, then chased after Fang Yizhu.
"Looks like everyone has already evacuated." Fang Yizhu stood in the courtyard and said.
The huge Phecda Peak was completely emptied of people, as if it was completely abandoned.
And outside the courtyard, one could easily find the traces of the three academies. They had already launched a large-scale invasion and didn't bother to hide their movements. Everyone was heading in the same direction — Seven-Star Valley. And along the way, it was inevitable that they would bump into the North Style Academy's troops or small squads. Regardless of whether they were charging at them or running away, they were all killed with a wave of their hands. The three academies had gathered their troops, they truly had a clear advantage.
The news was constantly spreading within the North Style Academy. Right now, there was no one who didn't know what was going on.
With the invasion of the three academies, the Seven Elements Relief Great Order had already been destroyed. The North Style Academy was facing an unprecedented crisis.
The Seven Star Order flew into the sky once again and pointed at the Seven-Star Tower. The people of the Big Dipper Sect gathered there from all over.
At the Seven-Star Tower, Xu Lixue and his disciples were already waiting solemnly. And they weren't the only ones gathered there. With the Seven-Star Tower as the center, circles of defense spread out. The dean of the North Style Academy, Tianshu Academician Xu Mai, stood alone at the top of the Seven-Star Tower, personally commanding the defense. He looked in the direction of the Phecda Peak. Flocks of birds were startled from the forest unceasingly. The soul power was like a huge piece of black cloud, almost enveloping the entire Phecda Peak. And now, the black cloud covered the sky and covered the sun as it surged towards the Seven-Star Valley. This momentum had already gained the upper hand by a show of strength. The people of the Big Dipper Sect in the Seven-Star Valley were roughly still divided according to the Seven Stars Trial. Those at the outermost ring were the weakest. At this moment, when they felt the soul pressure that was like a mountain pressing down on them, their hair stood on end, and their expressions changed.
"Lixue, let the people below the fourth ring disperse," Xu Mai stood at the top of the Seven-Star Tower and said calmly.
"Yes," Xu Lixue replied downstairs. Although there were many people below the fourth ring of the Seven-Star List, including the encirclement, their realms were limited to below the Open Three Spirits. With this kind of strength, going against the elites of the three academies was like hitting a rock with an egg. The three academies were also well aware of this, so they simply didn't bring people with this kind of strength. This wasn't a strength that could change the outcome of the battle.
But after the order to disperse was passed down, there weren't many people who obeyed it.
"We won't retreat!" Suddenly, a loud shout erupted from within the Seven-Star Valley. Their realms weren't high, but the aura that erupted from this shout wasn't any weaker than the elites of the three academies.
The sudden eruption of the shout instantly caused Sun Yingsheng, who was at the Seven-Star Tower, to quiver and wake up from his coma.
He opened his eyes and felt a slight headache. He shook his head lightly and then saw the pale side profile of Sun Jianzhao beside him.
She didn't notice that Sun Yingsheng had woken up. Those hot-blooded shouts didn't seem to move her at all.
She just stared blankly at the direction of the Phecda Peak from afar.
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