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In a room, Aotian slowly opened his eyes, and the first thing he saw was Snow Qincheng, who was watching over him.
"Aotian, you're awake?"
Seeing Aotian open his eyes, Snow Qincheng immediately showed great joy, and the worry that had been weighing on her heart was finally lifted.
Aotian gradually sat up and stretched his body. Suddenly, a surge of strength flowed through his limbs, and he realized that the bloodstains on his body had disappeared without him noticing.
"Xue Qingcheng, how long have I been unconscious?" Aotian asked softly.
"You've been unconscious for three whole days. I was so worried," she replied.
Aotian was slightly taken aback and then curiously asked, "Who changed my clothes? And what about my injuries..."
He remembered that he had engaged in a fierce fight with Wang Jie on the Dueling Platform, resulting in significant injuries. However, now he felt completely healed. What could have happened?
"The clothes on you were changed by a junior I asked for help. During the three days you were unconscious, Super Uncle visited you several times and gave you a Healing Pill, which is why your injuries have healed," Snow Qincheng explained.
Aotian was momentarily stunned. Super Uncle? That must be Vice Dean Lin Chaoqun.
Thinking of Lin Chaoqun reminded Aotian of the events on the Dueling Platform. If it hadn't been for the vice dean knocking him out at the last moment, Wang Jie might have fallen at his hands.
As the person involved, Aotian was very clear about his state at that time. Although most of his mind was controlled by the urge to kill, leading him to attack Wang Jie mercilessly, there was also an element of his own intention behind it. Otherwise, with his resilience, how could he have been completely dominated by the desire to kill?
Of course, if given another chance to choose, he would still opt to slay Wang Jie. After all, his parents had always been a taboo for him; anyone who offended that taboo would naturally have to pay the price...
Although he was ultimately stopped by Lin Chaoqun, Aotian felt no resentment. After all, Lin Chaoqun was the vice president of the academy, and it was natural for him to consider the academy's interests first. If Wang Jie had truly been killed in front of everyone, what would happen to the reputation of Xuantian Academy? Therefore, Aotian could understand Lin Chaoqun's actions.
Later, Snow Qincheng spoke to Aotian about what happened after he fell unconscious.
When Aotian heard that Wang Jie had requested to kill him, his expression darkened as if water could drip from it. Upon hearing Lin Chaoqun's method of handling the situation, Aotian suddenly felt a sense of appreciation for the vice president and took out the token that stored Contribution Points.
He noticed that the red dots on the token had increased significantly, roughly estimated to be over ten thousand, which genuinely pleased Aotian.
At this moment, Snow Qincheng suddenly said seriously:
"Aotian, since you are now a Student of Xuantian Academy, there are some rules you must follow. Otherwise, even with the protection of the Grand Elder, the academy will not let this matter rest."
Aotian was slightly taken aback but quickly realized that Snow Qincheng's words must have come from Lin Chaoqun. Clearly, the academy was already somewhat dissatisfied with his desire to kill Wang Jie.
Aotian nodded and said:
"Don't worry, I will restrain myself in the future. However, once my bottom line is crossed, I won't show mercy to anyone."
As he spoke, a cold expression appeared on Aotian's face but quickly vanished.
Snow Qincheng nodded and said:
"As long as you understand. By the way, try not to use that set of martial arts you demonstrated on the Dueling Platform again. This time you had Super Uncle helping you, but next time it may not be so."
Aotian nodded and felt somewhat relieved. Although he still retained a sliver of clarity, with the passage of time, that clarity could very well be overshadowed by slaughter. At that point, things would likely become truly serious.
Aotian had secretly resolved to minimize the use of Heavenly Slaughter Strike in the future. Even if he reached a point where he had no choice but to use it, he would try his best to control his murderous intent. Events like today must never happen again.
Clearly, this close call was a wake-up call for Aotian.
"By the way, did the Ink Society cause us any trouble while I was unconscious?" Aotian suddenly asked nervously.
"Don't worry, the leader of the Ink Society, Mo Gang, has gone into seclusion, so he doesn't have time to bother us for now," Snow Qincheng replied softly.
Hearing this, Aotian felt a slight sigh of relief. Fortunately, Mo Gang hadn't come looking for trouble right away; otherwise, he really wouldn't have been able to withstand it.
The tenth-ranked Wang Jie on the Inner Courtyard Rankings had almost left him helpless. If he faced off against Mo Gang, who was ranked fourth, the outcome would be predictable—definitely more losses than wins.
However, before Aotian could fully relax, Snow Qincheng said:
"Although the Ink Society hasn't caused us trouble for now, trouble isn't far from you."
As she spoke, Snow Qincheng handed Aotian a red notice.
Aotian took the red notice with a puzzled expression and saw that it was neatly inscribed with the words "Challenge Letter." The writing bore no hint of dominance or harshness; instead, it exuded an air of scholarly elegance.
Aotian opened the red notice and immediately read a line that caught his eye:
"Three months later, Aotian junior, on the Dueling Platform, a decisive battle. Signed: Mo Gang."
"This is a challenge letter from Mo Gang. He will come out of seclusion in three months, and at that time, you two will have a great battle."
Aotian let out a bitter laugh and set the challenge letter aside, saying, "Can I refuse?"
"Of course, but almost all the students in the academy already know about Mo Gang challenging you. If you avoid the fight, it won't be good for your reputation."
"Moreover, the path of martial arts is one that requires overcoming obstacles. If you refuse Mo Gang's challenge, it will inevitably become a burden for you, and could even turn into a mental demon on your journey to the peak of martial arts."
Snow Qincheng's earlier response made Aotian feel indifferent; after all, reputation is ultimately just a name. However, her later comments made Aotian take the matter seriously.
If he truly avoided the fight, it would mean he feared Mo Gang, which could easily become a mental demon in his cultivation journey.
"Damn it! What is Mo Gang's cultivation level?" Aotian growled.
Snow Qincheng immediately smiled and replied softly, "Mo Gang is a Half-Step Human Spirit warrior who has refined eight layers of Mystical Energy. If I’m not mistaken, after this retreat, he should be able to refine nine layers of Mystical Energy."
Aotian was momentarily stunned upon hearing this and couldn't help but curse inwardly. Damn it, this guy's cultivation is indeed terrifying. His strength might not be any weaker than Dark Two. In fact, after this retreat, Mo Gang's strength might even surpass Dark Two.
Therefore, in these three months, Aotian must work hard from all aspects to improve his combat power. Otherwise, if he were to face Mo Gang on stage like this, he would likely be completely defeated...
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