The night was silent, under the moonlight, only the sound of insects chirping outside the window, a mildly cool night breeze wafted in, refreshing and pleasant.

On the floor, a classmate blinked his sleepy eyes, obviously woken up by the urge to pee, just as he stood up, preparing to go to the bathroom outside.

A wisp of light pink smoke suddenly drifted into the room with the night breeze.

The classmate took a breath of the pink smoke, his eyelids drooped immediately, and his body tilted, falling down, with his face landing right beside another classmate's foot.

At the same time, the breathing of all the students in the room became noticeably deeper, with some people's snores louder, evidently, they were sleeping more soundly.

Whoosh!

Just as the pink smoke was wafting through the room, a figure flitted into the room like a ghost, moving with extreme speed.

The ghostly figure merely glanced around the room once and immediately locked onto its target.

Swish!

The ghostly figure held a short knife, the glint of cold steel flashed, mercilessly slashing down towards Qin Yang's head!

At this moment, Qin Yang suddenly opened his eyes, with a gesture of his right hand, the Jade-handled Dragon Roar Sword appeared in Qin Yang's hand.

Clang!

The sound of metal clashing rang out, the Jade-handled Dragon Roar Sword in Qin Yang's hand directly blocked the incoming knife strike.

Simultaneously, a flash of fierce light appeared in Qin Yang's eyes, and he kicked his right foot towards the figure's abdomen.

The figure showed a hint of mild surprise, as if Qin Yang's series of actions seemed premeditated.

The figure tapped the ground lightly with his toe, floating over to the window, a glint of cold light flashed in his eyes as he stared at Qin Yang.

"What a surprise, you aren't even afraid of my Dream-Inducing Incense."

The figure said, his gaze narrowing.

"Heh heh, a mere bit of incense, what can it do to me?"

Qin Yang sneered, staring at the figure by the window.

Qin Yang's body had long been transformed by spiritual energy, with his bones, flesh, and skin drenched in traces of spiritual energy, making the incense meant for mortals or ancient martial artists completely ineffective on him.

Moreover, cultivators have an extremely keen sense of danger, even when asleep, they perceive danger approaching, or even before it arrives.

Therefore, as soon as the Dream-Inducing Incense wafted in, Qin Yang was already awake.

"Hmph, so arrogant, but you won't survive the night."

Hearing Qin Yang's words, a hint of mockery flashed in the eyes of the figure.

The figure was none other than Qiu Yiming, who had disappeared for nine days.

Qin Yang said nothing, just stared at Qiu Yiming, slightly raising the Jade-handled Dragon Roar Sword in his hand, the moonlight shone down, a cold light flashing across the icy white blade.

"Tsk tsk, come if you dare."

Qiu Yiming glanced at the sword in Qin Yang's hand, let out a cold laugh, then, his figure flickered, flying out through the window.

Swish!

Qiu Yiming's figure turned into a residual shadow under the night sky, swiftly darting across the field behind the dormitory building, heading straight for the distant forest.

A glint of cold light flashed in Qin Yang's eyes as he watched the fast-moving figure across the field, frowning slightly, should he chase or not?

If pursued, this guy coming to ambush him definitely means he's confident.

However, if not pursued, who knows when this guy might sneak up on him again in the future, forget it, this time, it would be best to end it!

A flash of cold light appeared in Qin Yang's eyes, and he made up his mind, with his current strength, even if caught in the Heaven and Earth Net, he had confidence in escaping.

Immediately, Qin Yang cast a Wind Manipulation Technique on himself, his figure also flitting ghost-like across the field under the night sky.

Whoosh! Whoosh!

The two figures, one in front and one behind, disappeared into the forest.

The moonlight spilled into the forest, making it not so dim inside.

In a clearing in the forest, two figures stood side by side.

One figure wore a white robe, with thin lips, and a hint of cold arrogance on his face, holding a deep blue fan in his hand, the edge of which was strangely sharp.

Beside him, there was a woman in red, with the hem of her red dress revealing two long legs, a voluptuous figure, and a beautiful appearance, holding an olive-green flute in her hand, on her fragrant shoulder crawled a small crimson snake.

The little crimson snake flicked its tongue, with colorful and variegated patterns on its body, obviously a highly poisonous creature.

"Second Senior Brother, who do you think Junior Brother is facing this time, that needs both of us to make a move together?"

The woman in red spoke with a hint of coquettishness in her voice.

"Heh heh, since Junior Brother suffered a loss, the opponent must have some skills. Our sect's rule, even when a lion hunts a rabbit, it uses its full strength, especially since Junior Brother's special status in the Mortal Realm must not be compromised. The two of us are enough to toy with that brat and avenge Junior Brother's grievances."

The man in the white robe said calmly.

"Hmm, however, although Junior Brother suffered a setback this time and was hit by the Flaming Body Poison, he actually broke through to the Celestial Tier Early Stage by misfortune, thanks to that brat."

Added the woman in red.

"Heh heh, the disciples of our sect naturally each possess extraordinary talent."

The man in the white robe chuckled slightly, with a touch of pride in his voice as he spoke.

Just after he finished speaking, the man in the white robe's gaze suddenly narrowed slightly, looking towards the forest in the night.

"They're here."

The man in the white robe spoke calmly.

"Hehe, I must see who dares to offend Junior Brother."

The woman in red crossed her arms in front of her chest, a curve lifting at the corner of her red lips, watching with great interest as the two figures sped towards them.

Swish!

Qiu Yiming's figure flickered, stopping beside the man in the white robe and the woman in red.

"Second Senior Brother, Third Senior Sister, that brat is here."

Qiu Yiming stood still, a respectful look in his eyes as he gazed at the male and female figures.

"Rest assured, Junior Brother, this time Senior Sister will properly avenge you, making that brat unable to live or die."

The woman in red nodded lightly, giggling as she spoke.

The man in the white robe also smiled slightly, his gaze shifting forward.

Swish!

At this moment, Qin Yang's figure flickered, appearing in the clearing.

"Is this the brat, looks even younger than Junior Brother?"

Seeing Qin Yang's appearance, the woman in red looked him up and down with interest, speaking in a charming voice.

"Heh heh, unfortunately, tonight he will be buried in this forest."

The man in the white robe was also slightly surprised, then a hint of a cold smile flashed in his eyes.

"Found two helpers?"

Qin Yang's gaze also fell on the man in the white robe and the woman in red, he mused to himself.

Both of them had the fluctuation of True Essence Power, clearly, their strength had reached the Innate Realm.

"Tsk tsk, Qin Yang, do you think this place is a good burial ground for you? Moreover, I heard that this forest has wild wolves and plenty of poisonous creatures. If you die here, will there be anything left of your body?"

Qiu Yiming watched Qin Yang with a mocking smile, obviously wanting to relish Qin Yang's expression at this moment.

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