By exposing yourself, you're giving him a chance.

Ning Xiuchi's pupils constricted when he heard that Chu Xinghe wanted to kill him.

If his strength was crippled, there was still a chance to restore it.

If his hands were cut off, he could use Saint-grade medicine to regrow them.

But if he died, everything would be gone.

The Spiritual Qi in Chu Xinghe's hand condensed into a sharp sword.

Ning Xiuchi stopped roaring.

The tension of death...

...made his breathing rapid.

"Brother Chu, spare me this once."

"I have a great secret I can tell you."

Chu Xinghe narrowed his eyes.

He didn't want to know any secrets.

"I don't care about your secret."

Ning Xiuchi's heart turned cold.

"I come from a place called Blue Star; those ancient poems came from there."

"There are still many sacred classics from that place that haven't appeared in this world yet."

Chu Xinghe sneered after hearing this.

"That's it?"

Ning Xiuchi nodded.

"Heh, do you know how many worlds surround the Grand Void Heaven Realm? They are countless. As for the Blue Star you mentioned, it's likely just an insignificant world that no one cares about."

"This is the world of cultivation; everyone has secrets. Yours isn't much of a secret."

Chu Xinghe stopped wasting words.

He struck swiftly.

Ning Xiuchi tried to open his mouth again, but his head had already been severed.

His Divine Soul was destroyed as well.

[Child of Destiny has died. destiny value cleared. Master has obtained twenty million destiny value.]

Hearing the System's voice ring in his mind,

Chu Xinghe finally felt at ease.

He had gained quite a lot of destiny value this time.

His strength could increase rapidly again.

[Master, I just detected the person who wanted to kill you back then.]

Chu Xinghe was startled.

"You can find them?"

[After my upgrade, my Rank is higher than theirs, so I can detect their traces. However, I need to be careful. Give me two more days, and I'll be able to pinpoint their location.]

[Master, we must destroy them this time, otherwise I won't be able to swallow this grievance.]

"Of course. If I don't kill them, I won't be able to swallow this grievance either."

Seeing Ning Xiuchi's death,

Xingxi turned around and walked outside.

Chu Xinghe stepped down from the Arena.

People took the initiative to clear a path for him.

"It's over! Let's go collect our bets. Tenfold returns, hahaha!"

Everyone who had bet on Chu Xinghe's victory burst into laughter.

Those who had bet on Ning Xiuchi felt miserable.

However, seeing Ning Xiuchi dead, they could only sigh a couple of times.

Along with Ning Xiuchi's death,

the news of this incident spread far and wide.

The first point was that the Qinglu Academy Saint's character was poor; he had plagiarized others' ancient poems and tried to flee after losing, only to be stopped.

The second point was the matter regarding Xu Sanwei.

The reputation of the entire Qinglu Academy dropped significantly.

Especially those who harbored hostility toward Qinglu Academy,

they dug up even more dirt on the academy.

For a time, the entire Qinglu Academy was in a state of panic.

Inside Qinglu Academy.

Mo Ru looked at the people sitting in the main hall.

Many of them were nervous.

The Phantom Image above also looked at Mo Ru helplessly.

"I'm getting old; it's time to leave."

Mo Ru sighed with emotion.

Many people did not speak.

They knew Mo Ru's influence.

But now that he was determined to leave, they had no way to stop him.

The Vice Dean's eyes were filled with regret and helplessness.

Mo Ru cherished his reputation very much.

This incident with Ning Xiuchi had caused his reputation to suffer quite a loss.

It was only natural that he wanted to leave.

"Dean, I shall take my leave now."

Mo Ru spoke to the Phantom Image above and then turned to walk away.

The Dean's eyes were full of pity.

He knew his Junior Brother all too well.

Precisely because he understood him, he had no way to stop him.

"Ning Xiuchi's matter is in the past. Everyone, handle the matters in your hands well; do not let such a thing happen again."

After the Dean finished speaking, he vanished.

Many people looked at each other, wondering what he meant.

The Vice Dean's expression shifted.

He bore a heavy responsibility for this incident.

Letting him handle it...

...it seemed that because of Mo Ru's departure, the Dean had become dissatisfied with him.

Two Study Attendants followed behind the departing Mo Ru.

"Master, why are we leaving?"

Mo Ru looked back at the Qinglu Academy plaque.

"The heart has changed."

The two Study Attendants were completely confused.

"Can Master be a bit clearer?"

Mo Ru held his hands behind his back.

"Qinglu Academy has grown up; it is now on the chessboard, and its actions are no longer its own. I cannot allow my persistence to force Qinglu Academy to change."

"My leaving is the best choice. Alone, I can still hold onto my original intentions."

The two Study Attendants were thoughtful.

"We will also stay with Master."

Mo Ru stroked his beard and laughed loudly.

When Mo Ru returned to the Cloud-Midst Cottage, he found someone already standing outside.

Seeing it was Chu Xinghe, Mo Ru's eyes showed kindness.

"An esteemed friend visits, and I was not here to welcome you. My apologies, my apologies."

Chu Xinghe turned around to look at Mo Ru.

His eyes held surprise.

It was as if Mo Ru had shed a set of shackles and gained a layer of free-spiritedness.

"Congratulations, Mo Ru."

Mo Ru was stunned for a moment by Chu Xinghe's congratulations.

After reacting, a smile spread across his face.

"It is indeed worth celebrating, having settled a matter in my heart."

"Young friend, please."

After Chu Xinghe entered, he found that this place was no different from an ordinary farmhouse courtyard.

The difference was an added layer of ink fragrance.

Mo Ru guided Chu Xinghe to sit down.

He brewed a pot of Longjing tea.

The tea's aroma filled the air, accompanied by a faint scent of ink, making one feel refreshed.

Chu Xinghe did not savor it.

He gulped it straight down.

He didn't understand tea.

Nor was tea suited for him.

The two Study Attendants' mouths twitched at the sight.

A smile widened on Mo Ru's face.

Chu Xinghe took out the ancient poems and placed them on the table.

Mo Ru did not move.

Chu Xinghe knew the attraction these poems held for Mo Ru.

Those at the bottom focused on fighting and killing.

The middle level focused on worldly wisdom and relationships.

The high level focused on the exchange of value.

Now was the time for an exchange.

"I have a favor to ask."

Mo Ru signaled for Chu Xinghe to continue.

"I know someone who needs Mo Ru to guide them for a period of time."

Mo Ru looked at Chu Xinghe.

"Why not ask me to take him as a Disciple? You should know how much these ancient poems attract me."

Chu Xinghe shook his head.

"If he is fated with Senior, there is naturally no need for me to speak. If not, being able to receive Senior's guidance is already my blessing."

Mo Ru gave Chu Xinghe a deep look.

There was even a strange glint in his eyes.

He said it was Chu Xinghe's blessing, not that person's blessing.

"I am actually a bit curious about this person."

Chu Xinghe crushed a jade pendant.

A moment later, a person walked in from outside.

He carried a blade on his back.

His face was expressionless.

His arms swung naturally.

Chu Xinghe looked at Shi Jingfeng and sighed.

To emulate him, he had reattached his cumbersome arms.

The scar on his face had also been completely removed.

How could he not understand his intention?

As Shi Jingfeng approached,

the two Study Attendants acted as if facing a formidable enemy.

Mo Ru also looked over.

A ripple appeared in those calm eyes.

"My brother, Shi Jingfeng. I wonder if Mo Ru is satisfied?"

Mo Ru turned his head back.

"This brother of yours is quite interesting."

"Previously, there was someone named Shi Jingfeng in the Tianyan Holy Land who was driven to death because of the Saint, with no one to look into it. His cultivation was abolished, and he left the Tianyan Holy Land."

"You didn't hesitate to expose yourself just to gamble on an opportunity for him."