402: The black talisman that seals Dormitory 506!

Chapter 394: The Black Talismans Sealing Dorm Room 506!

“You all wait for me here.”

Lu Xuan’s gaze precisely locked onto the iron gate ahead, which was tightly entangled with rusty chains.

Since he had found his target, he didn’t want to waste a single moment.

As soon as he finished speaking, Lu Xuan didn’t even spare a glance for the people behind him; his steps had already begun, and his tall figure steadily walked towards the iron gate that exuded a chilling aura.

President Zhang reacted almost the instant Lu Xuan took his first step, his hands subconsciously lifting into the air, only to freeze in place.

If he went to stop him, he wasn’t sure about the Old Leader’s temperament; who knew if he would listen to advice.

But if he did nothing, watching him walk alone towards the long-sealed building, President Zhang felt a heavy stone in his heart, flustered and unsure what to do.

In his hesitation, his gaze quickly fell upon Lu Yuliang beside him.

Then, President Zhang’s voice carried an undisguised urgency, and his tone unconsciously softened a few points, as if seeking confirmation, yet also reassuring himself.

“Oh, Old Leader, look… is it really alright for the Old Leader to go alone?

We haven’t inspected that building in a long time; what if something goes wrong…?”

“Hmm, my father has his own arrangements. President Zhang, thank you for your trouble.” Lu Yuliang’s voice was calm, without a ripple, as if he were merely discussing an ordinary trivial matter.

That confident certainty made President Zhang, who was already in a state of disarray, freeze instantly.

He felt as if his brain had been struck by a heavy hammer, buzzing, all his thoughts tangled into a mess.

This… this was not an arrangement at all; it was clearly recklessness!

President Zhang couldn’t help but look again in the direction Lu Xuan was heading; the Old Leader’s hair was already somewhat gray, looking at least seventy or eighty years old.

Now, in the dead of night, he was to venture alone into the eerie and dark D Building.

Even young and strong security guards dared not approach that place easily.

If something unexpected really happened, let alone taking responsibility, his own official position would likely be lost on the spot!

As soon as he thought of this, a layer of cold sweat instantly broke out on President Zhang’s back, and his palms clenched tightly.

“President Zhang, calm down.”

Lu Yuliang’s gaze swept over the tense faces of Yingnan University’s senior leaders; the panic in their eyes was almost overflowing.

Yet, he maintained his composure, his tone calm but carrying an undeniable power, “Don’t worry; in this world, no one who can truly harm my father has been born yet.”

As his words fell, Lu Yuliang even slightly raised his chin, a faint sharpness flashing in his eyes.

That was not arrogance, but absolute trust in his father’s strength, as if in his eyes, the tightly closed iron gate ahead, that eerie D Building, were merely minor troubles his father could resolve with ease.

These words were like a reassurance, causing the leaders to instinctively hold their breath, but the worry in their hearts hadn’t completely dissipated; it was just that no one dared to speak out in dissuasion anymore.

“Oh! Wait—we don’t have the keys!”

Just as everyone’s gaze was still fixed on the iron gate Lu Xuan was about to reach, Section Chief Zhou, who was in charge of campus security, suddenly stepped forward, his voice tinged with urgent panic.

“The security guards responsible for this area have already gone home after work; these keys… we can’t get them now at all!”

As he spoke, he subconsciously pointed at the chains wrapped around the gate.

The chains were as thick as an adult’s thumb, their dark metal surface gleaming with a cold, hard light; it was clear they couldn’t be easily broken with ordinary tools, their sturdiness weighing heavily on everyone’s minds.

Upon hearing this, Lu Yuliang’s previously relaxed brows instantly furrowed, a flicker of imperceptible annoyance flashing in his eyes.

He had only been thinking of reassuring everyone just now, and had forgotten this most crucial detail.

Almost instinctively, Lu Yuliang had already raised his hand, about to call out to Lu Xuan ahead, wanting to remind his father.

“Clang—bang!”

A crisp sound of heavy metal chains suddenly broke the surrounding silence.

Everyone looked in the direction of the sound, only to see the thumb-thick chains that had been firmly locking the iron gate now broken into two halves, lying coldly on the ground, their broken ends faintly gleaming with a sharp, cold light.

“It broke!” Section Chief Zhou instinctively cried out in surprise, his eyes wide, his flashlight shaking slightly.

President Zhang’s mouth hung open, unable to close for a long time, muttering, “What happened? Just now… how did I not see anything?”

As for Lu Xuan ahead, he merely slowly lowered his raised right hand, casually placing it behind his back, as if he had just brushed off dust from his clothes.

No one besides Lu Yuliang knew that this seemingly elderly Old Leader was an Immortal Master of National Art who had long reached the Realm of Embracing the Pill.

How could a master of such a Realm move so quickly that ordinary people couldn’t perceive any trace of his actions?

Everyone was still frozen in place, their eyes filled with stunned confusion, but Lu Xuan had already withdrawn his gaze and walked straight towards the dense, unyielding dark staircase behind the iron gate.

His steps were steady and silent, his figure gradually swallowed by the darkness, finally disappearing completely into that silence, leaving only a group of people outside the door looking at each other.

And at this moment, on the first floor, at the stairwell, Lu Xuan’s eyes suddenly lit up with a dazzling golden light, appearing exceptionally divine in the pitch-black environment.

That golden light was not harsh, but it carried a power that seemed to penetrate everything, making him appear like a deity descended to the human world.

For Lu Xuan, this pitch-black darkness was no different from a bright, sunny day.

Every step, every tiny speck of dust in every corner, was clearly reflected in his eyes.

Lu Xuan’s steps remained steady, one after another, treading on the thinly-dusted stairs, each landing so light that no sound could be heard.

From the first floor to the third, only the faint sound of wind in the old stairwell accompanied him, until he reached the last step leading to the fourth floor, where familiar chains reappeared in his sight.

They were still thick and heavy, firmly locking the entrance to the fourth floor, a scene identical to the iron gate on the first floor.

Without any pause, with a soft “clang,” the chains broke again, falling heavily to the ground and stirring up fine dust.

Thereafter, Lu Xuan moved as if entering an uninhabited Realm, passing through the fourth floor unhindered and walking straight to the stairwell of the fifth floor.

All the way up, there were no eerie sounds, no sudden obstacles.

Even the air only carried the smell of old dust, so calm that it seemed this rumored D Building was just an ordinary empty building.

Lu Xuan stood with his hands behind his back, his steps light on the tiled floor of the fifth-floor corridor, the cold tiles reflecting the streetlights.

Discarded tables and chairs were scattered along both sides of the corridor, covered in thick dust; some table legs were broken, and chair seats were covered in cobwebs, clearly indicating that no one had set foot here for a long time.

After a few steps, Lu Xuan walked to the railing at the edge of the corridor; he looked down and could clearly see Lu Yuliang and the others on the open ground below.

And Lu Yuliang and the others downstairs also happened to look up and see Lu Xuan in the fifth-floor corridor.

The senior officials of Yingnan University subconsciously held their breath, their eyes filled with unadaptable shock, followed by genuine admiration.

The Old Leader’s father was not only old but also far more courageous than ordinary people.

If it were them, even with ten times the courage, they would never dare to walk into D Building alone at this hour, let alone climb step by step to this eerie fifth floor.

Lu Xuan merely glanced in the direction of downstairs, his gaze briefly lingering on Lu Yuliang, then he withdrew his sight, turned his steps slightly, retreated two steps, and then walked towards Dorm Room 506.

His pace remained steady, without the slightest hesitation.

Throughout the entire fifth-floor corridor, only the area in front of Dorm Room 506 was the most spacious and tidy; no discarded tables or chairs were piled on the ground, and even the dust was a few points thicker than elsewhere.

This unusual scene precisely exposed something out of the ordinary.

Perhaps even the campus security guards responsible for patrols usually dared not approach this area easily, which is why it maintained such an “intentional” spaciousness.

Upon reaching the entrance of Dorm Room 506, Lu Xuan stopped.

This place was distinctly different from the other dorms on the fifth floor; several heavy wooden boards were nailed to the door, the nails deeply embedded in the wood.

Even the windows were tightly sealed with similar wooden boards, as if to completely isolate everything inside, not even a sliver of light could penetrate.

At the same time, the Yin Qi in the air became increasingly dense, several times heavier than it was on the first floor, carrying a subtle, bone-chilling coldness that lingered around him.

But for Lu Xuan, this level of Yin Qi was merely a gentle breeze; let alone causing harm, it didn’t even qualify to make him frown. It might have some effect on ordinary people, but it was insignificant to him.

“Hmph!”

Lu Xuan let out a cold snort from his nostrils; the sound wasn’t loud, but it carried a penetrating chill that instantly overwhelmed the surrounding silence.

Almost the instant the cold snort fell, an invisible gust of wind suddenly swept through, causing the dust accumulated in the corridor to rustle.

Looking at his right hand, it had unknowingly clenched into a fist, and above the fist, faint golden Qi energy slowly emanated.

That golden Qi energy was clearly visible, like flowing ribbons of light, exceptionally dazzling in the dim corridor.

This sight completely exceeded the limits of ordinary people’s cognition.

However, this was the Pill Qi of an Embracing the Pill Immortal Master, a power rumored to be controllable only by an Embracing the Pill Immortal Master.

It was no longer mere brute Physical Body strength, but the complete Fusion of ultimate Physical Body strength with the Mental Energy in the ethereal, breaking through human physiological limits in one fell swoop.

And this so-called Mental Energy could also be called the concretization of martial Dao will, a mysterious power capable of directly influencing reality and interfering with matter.

Lu Xuan’s fist landed heavily on the wooden-blocked door, but there was no deafening roar as expected.

The sound that came was a light, almost transparent crisp snap, like an icicle falling on glazed tile.

But behind this light snap was the terrifying, irresistible power in his right fist.

That power did not leak out in the slightest; instead, it perfectly permeated every corner of the door like flowing water, from the cracks in the wooden boards to the joints of the door frame, precisely destroying all critical load-bearing points.

The next second, “creak—rip—” cracking sounds followed one after another; first, dense patterns appeared on the wooden boards.

Immediately, the patterns spread rapidly, and the entire door, along with the outer sealing boards, shattered in response, wood chips falling like snowflakes, revealing the empty dorm room space inside.

Whoosh—

A gust of wind suddenly swept out from behind the newly shattered door, carrying a bone-chilling coldness, blowing directly towards Lu Xuan at the doorway.

His graying silver hair was blown backward by the wind, and his clothes fluttered slightly, but he did not move his feet at all, merely narrowing his eyes as he looked into the room.

But this wind came quickly and left even faster; in an instant, it vanished without a trace, leaving only wood chips on the floor and a quiet stillness inside the room, as if the gust of wind just now had been an illusion.

Lu Xuan stepped into Dorm Room 506, and the scene inside gradually became clear.

Four bunk beds were neatly arranged against the wall, white mosquito nets still hanging from the upper bed frames, though they had long since yellowed, become brittle, and were covered in dust.

Only the densely woven cobwebs, stretching from the head of the bed to the corner of the wall, and from the ceiling to the bed frame, silently narrated that this place had been abandoned for many years, so long that even sunlight rarely shone in anymore.

Lu Xuan did not spare an extra glance for these cluttered sights.

As soon as he stepped into the dorm, the unique perception of an Embracing the Pill Immortal Master, like an invisible net, instantly enveloped every inch of the room.

In less than a few seconds, Lu Xuan’s eyes slowly fixed, his gaze precisely falling behind the wardrobes of the three bunk beds.

Without the slightest hesitation, he had already confirmed.

The increasingly dense Yin Qi was continuously emanating from these three spots, each hiding an unusual aura.

Lu Xuan silently raised his right hand, his five fingers firmly gripping the leg of the right-side bunk bed.

It seemed like just a gentle tug, but the wooden bed, weighing hundreds of pounds, was easily lifted like a feather and steadily moved aside, revealing the wall that had originally been obscured behind the bed.

On the wall, a yellowed black talisman paper was exposed without any concealment, its edges slightly curled, and the paper surface was printed with several blurred dark red patterns.

Whether it was paint or something else, it was firmly stuck to the wall, emitting a faint, chilling aura.

“Hmm? Is it those sorcerers’ stuff again?”

Lu Xuan looked at the talisman paper, his eyebrows slightly raised, a hint of understanding flashing in his eyes.

He did not pause, immediately repeating the same trick, easily moving the other two bunk beds aside one after another.

Sure enough, behind each bed, an identical yellowed black talisman paper was affixed; the three talismans formed a triangular shape, subtly encircling the central area of the dorm.

Are these talismans sealing Dorm Room 506?

A thought flashed through Lu Xuan’s mind, and a hint of interest flickered in his eyes—such a power to suppress evil Yin Qi was indeed quite miraculous.

But his hands were not idle; his fingertips scraped against the leg of the newly moved bed, and three sharp-edged pieces of wood were easily peeled off.

The next second, the wooden pieces flew out from his palm in sequence like bullets, making a faint sharp sound as they cut through the Void Realm, precisely striking the three talismans on the wall.

With a few “swoosh” sounds, the talismans, along with the hard concrete wall behind them, were simultaneously torn.

The shattered talisman fragments fluttered down, and the Yin Qi in the air instantly became agitated, no longer as firmly suppressed as before.