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Xiang Nan held the huge saber in his hand and did not say a word. He was completely unable to see through this woman.
The woman looked around seventeen or eighteen years old, but he couldn't see her face clearly no matter what.
Xiang Nan couldn't tell what it felt like, because the woman didn't wear a veil, nor did she use any facial disguise.
But I just can't see it clearly! The closer Xiang Nan looked, the more he felt that the woman's facial features were blurry. However, if he didn't look carefully, he would only use the corner of his eyes to see that her face was clearer.
"Excuse me, are you a disciple of the Haoran Sect?" The woman asked again.
"So what? Who are you?" Xiang Nan said vigilantly.
Who was she? What realm was it? Xiang Nan could not tell, but instinctively felt that she was in danger.
"Here is a letter. Please hand it over to Senior Half Gourd." The woman turned her right hand and handed a black letter to Xiang Nan with her two fingers.
"Just tell him that the Sacred Church is about to convene an alchemist conference. Please make sure that he attends."
"Holy Sect?" Xiang Nan's mind buzzed!
"Are you the witch of the Sacred Church?" Xiang Nan raised his saber and looked again. The woman was gone.
Only then did Xiang Nan realize that he was covered in cold sweat.
It was because he did not personally receive the letter, but it was already stuffed into his embrace!
If she could quietly put a letter in Xiang Nan's arms, she would definitely be able to quietly remove Xiang Nan's heart!
Xiang Nan's expression was uncertain as he returned to the Haoran Sect.
The word "Sacred Sect" could be said to resound throughout every continent, and its influence spread throughout the world.
However, righteous people generally referred to the "Sacred Religion" as the "Heavenly Demon Religion".
The Heavenly Devil Religion was the most notorious sect among the dark forces. Their methods were unbelievably cruel.
They would often launch suicide attacks on decent people. Sometimes, a few Heavenly Devil Cult members would suddenly rush forward, hug a decent expert, and self-destruct their spiritual seas without hesitation, and die with them.
It was as if they had never been afraid of death, and were even proud of sacrificing their lives for the Holy Church.
Many years ago, the eight great sects had launched the largest operation, and one of the important targets was the Heavenly Devil Religion.
However, the result was extremely tragic. Although the Heavenly Devil Religion was heavily suppressed and its Yuan Qi was seriously injured, the eight great sects did not obtain any benefits. In that battle, countless righteous experts had perished, and their deaths were incomparably tragic.
After that battle, the Heavenly Devil Religion was officially exposed, becoming a terrifying existence that countless martial artists talked about.
Most importantly, there were no fewer geniuses in the Heavenly Devil Sect than in the Righteous Dao Sect, and there was even a faint tendency to surpass the eight great sects.
The reason was very simple. The so-called geniuses had strange personalities. A large portion of them had entered the Righteous Dao Sect, but there were even more geniuses who were unwilling to obey the strict rules of the sect and chose to enter the dark forces.
With a heavy heart, Xiang Nan took the envelope to the Fortune Peak and personally handed the letter to half a gourd.
The half gourd didn't even look at it, and it burned the envelope with a wave of his hand. It was not rare. He solemnly said to Xiang Nan, "In the future, when you see the people of the Heavenly Devil Religion, walk around."
"They are a bunch of lunatics. No matter what, you shouldn't have any friction with them. That won't do you any good."
Half a gourd was rarely serious, so it could be seen that he was secretive towards the Heavenly Devil Religion.
After returning to Sun Peak, Xiang Nan went to greet his master before returning to his room to rest.
For the next three days, Xiang Nan hadn't left Sun Peak. Master had just gone mad, and Xiang Nan was afraid that something would happen to her again.
When he was fine, Xiang Nan would cultivate the Sun God Technique alone, striving to reach the second level of the Earth Yang as soon as possible. However, it was easy to say, but too difficult to do.
Three days later, Xu Caiyue took the initiative to find Xiang Nan and said, "If you should leave, then leave. Don't worry about me. I have my own limits."
"But you" Xiang Nan was a little worried.
Xu Caiyue waved her hand and interrupted Xiang Nan, "I'm not as unbearable as you think."
"Disciple doesn't mean that." Xiang Nan was helpless. Since his master had already said so, what else could he do? He could only nod and say yes.
"Master, I'm going to leave in three days. I'll try to come back before the academy exam. Take care of yourself during this period of time."
Xiang Nan backed away and went to the academy.
The trip to the northern border would probably take some time, so it was hard to say why he didn't show up at the academy.
After arriving at the academy, Xiang Nan discovered that the students' faces were as heavy as water.
As soon as they saw Xiang Nan, their expressions immediately became strange.
What was even stranger was that everyone who saw Xiang Nan would follow behind him.
At first, Xiang Nan didn't care, but after a large group of people followed behind him, he realized that something was wrong.
"Why are you following me?" Xiang Nan asked with a frown.
However, the students remained silent. It seemed that they were all sulking, and it was not Xiang Nan who was angry.
When Xiang Nanyue left, the more people followed behind him. He simply couldn't find out why, so Xiang Nan ignored them.
When he arrived at the corridor of Class C Class 10, he discovered that the situation was getting more and more complicated.
This corridor was surrounded by a large number of people from the A-class academy! Even the courtyard outside the corridor was filled with A-class academy experts.
At the entrance of Class C, Murong Wanqing, Shen Linhai, Feng Zhaoqi, Luo Yuan, Jiang Yu, and the other five disciples of aristocratic families had all arrived!
Even the five of them had gloomy expressions and looked very unhappy.
At first, Xiang Nan thought that they were coming for him, but later, he realized that this was not the case.
"You've finally appeared." Murong Wanqing looked coldly at Xiang Nan and said, "I thought you were going to be a cowardly turtle for the rest of your life."
"What do you mean?" Xiang Nan frowned.
Murong Wanqing pointed her chin at Class C Class 10 and said, "Look for yourself."
Xiang Nan walked over quickly and surprisingly discovered that a large group of Class 10 students were surrounding the classroom near the entrance.
As soon as they saw Xiang Nan, their anger spread out, making way for a path.
What they were surrounding earlier was actually a stretcher. On the stretcher was a person, Li Jian.
Li Jian had turned into a bloody man! Nearly 40% of his bones were completely shattered, and there were 13 deep bone wounds on his skin.
It was clear that his arms had been forcefully snapped off by someone with terrifying strength, and were twisting at a strange angle.
Even one of his fingers had been broken, one at a time, tilting at a crooked angle.
"Who did it!!" Xiang Nan immediately went berserk.
Three days! Three days ago, he was chatting and laughing with Li Jian, and was invited to drink in Drunken Dream Pavilion by Li Jian.
Three days later, Li Jian was beaten to the brink of death!
Anyone who looked at Li Jian's miserable state would feel their teeth turning sour.
Xiang Nan's anger was almost out of control. He suddenly turned to look at Murong Wanqing and said coldly, "Who did it?"
When he said this, Xiang Nan's voice already carried killing intent!
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