239: Directed and acted by himself, everyone's worldview collapsed.

The hundreds of teachers and students.

Only one thought echoed madly in their minds.

Suicide?

As long as she dies, we can live?

After a brief silence.

"That... Lu Xiaoya, student." A middle-aged professor, wearing gold-rimmed glasses and looking somewhat refined, was the first to step forward, pushing up his glasses on the bridge of his nose, his voice filled with "earnest" persuasion, "Look, you, one person, for the lives of so many of us, this deal is worth it!"

"Yes, yes! Lu Xiaoya, just sacrifice yourself and fulfill everyone!"

"We will all remember you! Every Qingming Festival, we will go to sweep your grave for you!"

"Don't worry! We will also help take care of your parents!"

Pleading, comforting, promising... one after another.

Those faces, originally filled with terror, were now covered with a "righteous indignation" that seemed to take everything for granted.

As if Lu Xiaoya's death was a matter of course.

As if her sacrifice was the highest glory.

"You all..."

Lu Xiaoya looked at this magical scene before her, unable to believe it.

Are these people crazy?!

Are these people the ones she was risking her life to protect?!

"Haha... Hahahaha!"

Not far away, Lin Rourou's wild laughter, full of sarcasm and disdain, rang out.

"Do you see, Lu Xiaoya?"

"This is human nature!"

"These are the ants you risked your life to protect!"

Just then!

"Everyone, shut up!"

Several figures in black special combat uniforms rushed out from the rolling black mist!

Leading them was a tall, valiant woman, the captain of the Dragon Division - Xia Wanqing.

She looked at the ugly scene before her, her pretty face covered in frost.

"A bunch of cowardly things! You've completely disgraced us, the people of Daxia!"

However, her scolding had no effect.

Those teachers and students, whose minds had long been clouded by the desire to survive, no longer cared about face or morality.

"Who are you? How dare you point fingers at us here?!"

"Exactly! We just want to live! What's wrong with that?!"

"Lu Xiaoya, I beg you! Just die for us!"

The vulgar words were unbearable to hear.

Lu Xiaoya's heart sank little by little.

She looked at those twisted, ugly faces, and her Dao Heart, which had been full of indomitable spirit and Battle Intent, wavered for the first time.

Perhaps...

Lin Rourou was right.

Was I really wrong?

She slowly raised the Qingluan Sword in her hand.

The cold blade gently touched her fair neck.

A trace of crimson blood slowly seeped out.

"No!" Xia Wanqing's face changed dramatically at the sight, and she cried out in alarm.

"That's right!"

"Lu Xiaoya, go in peace! We won't forget you!"

Faces, ugly and distorted, showed wild joy.

Just a second before Lu Xiaoya was about to exert force with the long sword in her hand.

"Om--!"

A faint hum.

The Qingluan Sword in her hand hummed and trembled violently.

Immediately after.

Under everyone's puzzled gaze.

The long sword, emitting a green light, seemed to come alive, breaking free from her grasp and transforming into a stream of green light, soaring into the sky!

It hovered in mid-air, constantly circling and dancing, emitting bursts of joyful and intimate sword cries!

As if it were welcoming its true master.

Lin Rourou's face changed dramatically, and she suddenly looked up at the dark area.

There, a figure stood.

The person wore casual shorts and a shirt, paired with flip-flops. He was simply handsome and had an extraordinary temperament.

He just stood there quietly, and the Qingluan Sword obediently circled around him, constantly.

Like a child who had seen its master.

"Little Uncle!"

Lu Xiaoya cried out in surprise as she saw the familiar figure.

"Idiot!"

Lu Yuchen ignored everyone else, his words now filled with coldness and... disappointment.

He looked at his niece, covered in blood and distraught.

"I taught you immortal techniques to make you transcend the mundane, to roam freely between heaven and earth, not to be bound by these mere Mortal thoughts!"

"You've disappointed me too much!"

"Cultivators should be emotionless! They should view Mortals as ants! They should view heaven and earth as running dogs!"

"We Cultivators go against the heavens! What we seek is eternal life and clarity of thought! How can our Dao Heart be swayed by the words of mere ants?!"

His words were overbearing, devoid of any emotion.

Lu Xiaoya fell into confusion.

Lu Yuchen no longer paid attention to her.

He slowly turned his head, his gaze falling upon the several teachers and students below who had been shouting the most joyfully just now.

"How dare ants."

"Perish."

As soon as his voice fell.

"Ah--!"

Four shrill screams rang out.

Four black flames ignited on the bodies of the four people.

"No! Senior, spare me! Spare me!"

In just two breaths, the four people completely disappeared from this world.

"Senior!"

"..."

Xia Wanqing wanted to say something, but she was met with Lu Yuchen's cold gaze.

All her words were stuck in her throat.

"..."

"Who are you?!"

Lin Rourou looked at the unfathomable man before her, full of apprehension.

She hadn't noticed when he had entered this ghost domain.

This meant that his strength was above hers!

"You are the master of this ghost domain?"

Lu Yuchen did not answer, only a detached, superior calm.

As if he were looking at an interesting toy.

"Never mind."

He slowly raised his right hand and pointed a finger gently at Lin Rourou from a distance.

"Considering your difficult cultivation, today, this Seat will give you a... choice."

"Either your Soul Flying Away and Spirit Scattering."

"Or..."

"Serve me as your master."

As soon as these words came out, Lin Rourou was first stunned, then, as if she had heard the biggest joke in the world.

"Make me serve you as master?! That's a fool's dream!"

Her ghostly Qi erupted around her, transforming into a black afterimage, rushing towards Lu Yuchen!

"Oh, really."

"Given face, but no face."

Lu Yuchen shook his head, and his left foot stomped slightly.

Boom!

Supreme magic power spread out like a tsunami with Lu Yuchen at its center.

"Ah!"

The red-clothed ghost had no chance to resist, its entire spiritual body was almost shattered by this magic power.

"No! This is impossible!"

Lin Rourou let out an unwilling roar, her tone filled with disbelief.

This... what kind of power is this?!

Suddenly.

"Jie jie jie..."

A chilling laugh echoed from the other end of the Void Realm.

Immediately after, a Devilish Qi filled with endless resentment and tyrannical aura emerged from the torn Void Realm, transforming into a hideous ghost claw, blocking Lu Yuchen's magic power.

"Hmm?"

Lu Yuchen's brows furrowed slightly.

He looked up and spoke.

"A cowardly rat hiding its head and tail, dares to be presumptuous in front of this Seat?"

"Heh heh."

The voice from the Void Realm was full of disdain and arrogance.

"Lu Yuchen, why are you not staying in your Taixuan and running back to Earth?"

"And even attacking a mere red-clothed ghost, you're really regressing with age."

"This girl, this Seat will protect her."

"Do you have any objections?"

As soon as his voice fell.

The dark Devilish Qi, coiling around the terrified Lin Rourou on the ground, was about to escape into the Void Realm!

"Trying to leave?"

"Did you ask me first?"

Behind him, the "Three Thousand Worlds Roaming" phenomenon appeared!

"So it was you!"

"Han Yan, the remnant of the Demon Luo Palace!"

"Today, since you have appeared, then... leave your life behind!"

Lu Yuchen formed a hand seal and whispered.

"Appear!"

Above the entire Jinan University, the weather changed!

Eight great phenomena appeared!

These eight phenomena came from Lin Fan, Nanny, Ling Ke'er, Xiao Huohuo, Li Huowang, Chen Ping'an, and Ying Ziliang, respectively.

A great battle was about to break out!

Below, Xia Wanqing and the others' minds were already blank, completely unable to process anything.

First, ghosts.

Then, Cultivators.

Now, Devil Heads have appeared!

What in the world is happening to this world?!

No one noticed that Lu Yuchen's mouth was already on the verge of cracking from holding back his laughter.

"Damn it! In two days, I'll go claim a Golden Horse Award! Who else but me for Best Actor!"

(Yesterday's income was 18 yuan, begging for more updates, the more updates and data, the more motivated I am to write more.)