Three living people, three cultivators with opened four spirits, three third-rank cultivators in the Xuan Army Academy, three high-ranking inspectors of the Xuan Army Academy Inspectorate, qualified to govern 117 schools in the Xuan Army Empire, and tens of thousands of cultivators. They exploded into three balls of bloody mist after Lu Ping pushed out with his two palms and used what might be the most widely used superpower on the continent, the Sky Splitting and Clouds Parting.
Then, drops of blood dripped down in the conference hall. The pungent smell of blood filled the air, forming an unforgettable scene for everyone present. But even in this scene, Lu Ping did not turn his head. He looked seriously at Qin Sang who had been talking to him and asked expectantly, "Do you know where she is?"
Qin Sang was dumbfounded. She knew that Lu Ping was very powerful, but for some reason, she had never felt that Lu Ping was scary. But now, Lu Ping had brutally and cruelly dealt with three experts, and he was still talking to her as if nothing had happened. Qin Sang took two steps back subconsciously. Her body was scared even faster than her mind. She didn't know what was going on.
Ku Zhu, who had been at her side, shot in front of her. He stared at Lu Ping with an expression of sacrificing himself for justice.
Lu Ping had no intention of making another move.
Bloody? Cruel?
These concepts did not exist for Lu Ping. To him, this was simply life and death. If you want me to live, you live. If you want me to die, you die. Lu Ping had always treated everyone equally, and that was why he treated all of them the same when it came to killing people. He did not even care if he killed his target or not. His original intention was always to protect. To protect himself, to protect his friends, to protect a belief, to protect a promise.
He would not be merciful, nor would he eliminate weeds by the roots. All he would do was sweep away the obstacles in front of him. Beating them into a cloud of blood mist was a way to get rid of the obstacles. Beating them until they fled was also a way to get rid of the obstacles. Mu Yunkai was a member of the Institute's Supervisory Committee. He had given Lu Ping directions, and Lu Ping had followed his directions. Mu Yunkai had launched a sneak attack on Lu Ping, and the latter had died. Or perhaps he was lucky and did not die completely. In short, when he was no longer an obstacle, Lu Ping would no longer care about his existence.
The three high-ranking inspectors did not exist at the moment.
Lu Ping did not know their names. He did not know their positions. He did not know what they had done in the past. He did not know what kind of illustrious background and reputation they had. He did not even turn around, so he did not even know who they were or what they looked like. He only knew one thing. There were three obstacles that had once stood in his way, and they had all been cleared.
Now, all he wanted to know was the question he had been asking all along: where was Su Tang?
If Mu Yunkai had told him where Su Tang had gone instead of pointing the way when he had met him earlier, none of this would have happened.
But things just had to come to this.
When the head of the Qin family, Qin Qi and Qin Sang's father, Qin Chuan, hurried to the State Supervisory Commission with the experts under his command to provide support, the front courtyard and courtyard of the State Supervisory Commission were already in ruins. The tall and spacious meeting hall was drenched in blood. The eight high-ranking commanders of headquarters had all been annihilated. Qin Chuan's heart clenched in pain. But when he saw that Qin Qi and Qin Sang's children were all fine, his heart felt much more at ease. But then he saw Ku Zhu, who was barely breathing, in Qin Qi and Qin Sang's arms. As for the other people of headquarters, they were all like wooden chickens.
Lu Ping was no longer there.
After his two palms had exploded the three high-ranking inspectors, someone finally could not bear such a bloody horror. One of them answered Lu Ping's question before Su Tang could. He had been killed so badly that not even his ashes were left.
Then he collapsed to the ground. The others actually did not have much contempt for him. At that moment, they felt more like a burden had been lifted from their shoulders, and they wanted even more to directly sit on the ground like him.
No one had expected that Lu Ping would actually make another move at this time. This was the first time since he had charged into Black Army City that he had taken the initiative to attack without being attacked.
His target was, of course, Qin Qi.
Killing Qin Qi was something that Lu Ping had insisted on doing for Guo Youdao and for Zhenfeng College.
So before he left, he had punched Qin Qi.
Qin Qi, who had not fully recovered from his serious injuries and could only do some daily chores, was powerless against Lu Ping's attack. And on the field at that time, there was probably only one person who cared more about the safety of others than himself.
Ku Zhu.
The person he had always been protecting was Qin Sang, but he could not leave the second son of the Qin family to die.
Lu Ping's courage was swift, but Ku Zhu was one step ahead of him in determining what Lu Ping was going to do from the minute movements of his body.
He stood in front of Qin Sang, between her and Lu Ping. He was the person closest to Lu Ping on the field. After noticing Lu Ping's minute movements, he immediately charged out without a care for anything else.
Lu Ping, who had attacked Qin Qi, was already preparing to leave. He could sense Qin Qi's condition very clearly and knew that he had no way of blocking this attack.
In the end, this attack was actually blocked by Wu Zhu, but only with his flesh and blood. Although the power of Lu Ping's six spirits connected was only spiritual pressure, it was enough to destroy the soul power that Ku Zhu had used to resist.
Ku Zhu flew out and landed in front of Qin Qi amidst Qin Sang's cry of surprise.
Qin Qi hurriedly lowered her body to support him. Her expression was miserable. "Why did you do this?"
Ku Zhu had risked his life to block only one of Lu Ping's light attacks. Lu Ping could use this kind of attack 10 more times, 100 more times. In the end, Qin Qi would not be able to escape death, so why did he have to block it?
Ku Zhu understood Qin Qi's meaning but only smiled.
"Just doing my duty," he said.
"Uncle Ku Zhu." Qin Sang flew over. In the instant she brushed past Lu Ping, for the first time, there was much resentment in her eyes as she looked at Lu Ping.
At this time, Lu Ping had already walked out of the conference hall. He didn't need to turn his head to know Ku Zhu's actions just now. He knew that he had sacrificed himself to block this attack for Qin Qi. His expression did not change, but there was still some emotion in his eyes.
Of course he could add another punch, or even two, three, a hundred punches. It would all be as easy as lifting a finger.
But he didn't. When he turned his head, he didn't see Qin Qi, but Ku Zhu.
"You won't block it for nothing," he said.
Everyone froze.
Then he looked at Qin Qi. "I will come again."
With that, he left.
He had let Qin Qi go, but only this time. Because Ku Zhu was doing the same thing he was: protecting at all costs.
He didn't want Ku Zhu's actions to be so pointless, but it was only this time. He felt that this was enough.
And his thoughts seemed wild to the others present. It was as if he was telling Qin Qi that he could take his life at any time and that he didn't care about this time. Perhaps he wanted to torture Qin Qi so that he would live in the terrifying shadow of Lu Ping finding him.
But the Embittered Bamboo truly experienced it. Lu Ping's actions had nothing to do with Qin Qi. It was purely because of his block. This block had not been in vain. For him, it was enough. A sincere smile appeared on his face. He even wanted to toast the youth, the youth who had killed him.
When Qin Chuan arrived, Ku Zhu only had one breath left. Everyone could see that there was no way to help him prolong his life.
But when he saw Qin Chuan, he roused himself a bit.
"Patriarch." He looked at Qin Chuan.
"You … … are very good. You have always been very good." Qin Chuan already knew what had happened. He tightly grasped Ku Zhu's hand, but he couldn't find any flowery words. He could only say, "Very good."
Ku Zhu was still smiling, and then he left behind his last words.
"Lu Ping's realm is definitely not just connected to the four spirits."
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