Chapter 2177
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For three whole days, Jun Wu Xie did not step out of the room at all. Besides the little black cat, no one knew what she was doing in there.
On the third day, the sun rose over the horizon and a ray of sunlight shone through the window onto the earth.
In the quiet room, the floor was littered with countless herbal residues and medicine bottles filled to the brim.
Jun Wu Xie sat on the floor and closed the lid of the last bottle of medicine. She let out a light breath as her gaze fell upon the medicine bottle in her hand. Her eyes were cold and it was not known what she was thinking.
The little black cat stood up and its little claws nimbly stepped through the gaps between the debris and scuttled to Jun Wu Xie's side.
"Meow." It let out a soft and delicate purr as it rubbed against the back of Jun Wu Xie's hand.
Jun Wu Xie raised her head and reached out to rub the little black cat's head before she swept the medicine bottles on the floor into her Cosmos Sack.
After three days of struggle, would she be able to get the final result?
No one would know.
…..
The sun was shining brightly and it was a beautiful day in spring. There were no clouds in the sky and the verdant Mount Fu Yao looked even more elegant under the sun. Birds sang along with the sound of flowing water. No one would have thought that at the top of Mount Fu Yao, there would be a different scene.
The Cloudy Brook Academy that had been abandoned for more than half a year suddenly had a group of uninvited guests, disturbing the tranquility of the academy.
Under the brilliant sun, groups of people came out from the loft of the Cloudy Brook Academy and countless people gathered in the largest square of the Cloudy Brook Academy.
In front of the stone statue that once symbolized the glory of the Cloudy Brook Academy, neatly dressed disciples of the Nine Temples lined up on both sides, their eyes heavy and not saying a word.
From the Spirit Mastery faculty came a large group of people, each of them tall and handsome, dressed in luxurious but simple clothes.
The disciples of the Nine Temples were already considered dragons and phoenixes among men in the Middle Realm. But when the group of men dressed in black came out in a single file, the disciples on both sides of the Nine Temples were visibly short of breath. They did not even dare to look at the faces of the black robed men and could only lower their heads slightly as they stole a glance out of the corner of their eyes.
Among the group of tall and mighty black robed men, there was a figure that stood out.
The crisp sound reverberated in the huge square as a thin woman gradually walked into the sight of the Nine Temples disciples under the urging of the black robed men. It was a woman who looked to be in her early twenties. She was tall and slender with a pair of unruly eyes. She should have been a stunning beauty but at this moment, no one was able to appreciate the beauty of the woman.
Heavy shackles were fastened on the woman's ankles and her fair skin was covered with bloody marks from the hard shackles. She was barefooted and her feet were badly mutilated. Blood spilled along her footsteps and with every step she took, she left behind a trail of crimson footprints. Along the way, the trail of blood behind her was a ghastly sight to behold.
Not only her feet, on the woman's body, there was not a single piece of skin that was intact. Her ragged clothes had long been torn and were stained with blood and mud. It was no longer possible to distinguish the original colour of the clothes. On her bony hands, there was a pair of handcuffs. A long chain extended from the handcuffs to her back and a metal ball the size of a human head was attached to her back. It was so heavy that every step she took became a great torment.
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