Starting as the young master of a medicine shop, he practiced swordsmanship for twenty years.

Chapter 394 The Black Talisman Sealing Dormitory 506!
"You can wait for me here."

Lu Xuan's gaze locked precisely on the iron door ahead, tightly bound by rusty chains.

Now that he had found his target, he didn't want to waste a single second of his time.

As soon as he finished speaking, Lu Xuan didn't even glance at the crowd behind him again. He strode forward, his tall figure steadily walking towards the iron gate that exuded a chilling aura.

Principal Zhang reacted almost the instant Lu Xuan took a step, his hands instinctively rising into the air, but then freezing in place.

If he went to stop him, he didn't know the old man's temperament, and who knew if he would listen to advice.

But if you do nothing and just watch the other person walk alone into that long-closed building, then you're in trouble.

Principal Zhang felt a huge weight on his mind, and was so flustered that he didn't know what to do.

Hesitating for a moment, his gaze quickly fell on Lu Yuliang beside him.

Then, Principal Zhang's voice was filled with barely concealed anxiety, and his tone softened unconsciously, as if he were seeking affirmation or trying to comfort himself.

"Hey, old leader, what do you think... is it really okay for the old man to go alone?"

We haven't checked that building in a long time. What if something goes wrong...?

"Yes, my father has his own arrangements. Thank you for your help, Principal Zhang." Lu Yuliang's voice was calm and even, as if he were talking about something very ordinary.

That confident and unwavering demeanor instantly froze Principal Zhang, who was already in a state of utter confusion.

He felt as if his brain had been hit hard by a sledgehammer, buzzing and all his thoughts were in complete chaos.

This...this isn't planned at all, it's just ridiculous!

Principal Zhang couldn't help but look again in the direction Lu Xuan had gone. The old man Lu's hair was already quite gray, and he looked to be at least seventy or eighty years old.

Now, in the dead of night, he is being forced to venture alone into the gloomy and dark Building D.

Even young and strong security personnel dare not easily approach that place.

If something really goes wrong, not to mention taking responsibility, he might lose his official position on the spot!

At this thought, Principal Zhang broke out in a cold sweat, and his palms clenched tightly.

"Principal Zhang, calm down."

Lu Yuliang's gaze swept over the tense faces of several senior leaders of Yingnan University, whose panic was almost overflowing.

Yet he remained calm and composed, his tone flat yet carrying an undeniable power: "Don't worry, the person in this world who can truly hurt my father hasn't been born yet."

As he finished speaking, Lu Yuliang even slightly raised his chin, a faint sharpness flashing in his eyes.

That wasn't arrogance, but absolute trust in his father's abilities. It was as if, in his eyes, the tightly closed iron gate and the eerie Building D were nothing more than minor troubles that his father could easily solve.

These words acted as a reassurance, causing the leaders to subconsciously hold their breath. However, their worries did not completely dissipate, and no one dared to speak up to dissuade them.

"Hey! Wait a minute—we don't have the keys!"

Just as everyone's gaze was fixed on the iron gate that Lu Xuan was about to arrive at, Section Chief Zhou, who was in charge of campus security, suddenly took half a step forward, his voice filled with a sense of urgency and panic.

"The security guards responsible for this area have already gone home, and we simply can't get the key now!"

As he spoke, he subconsciously pointed to the chains wrapped around the door.

The chain was almost as thick as an adult's thumb, its dark metal surface gleaming with a cold, hard light. It was clearly not something that could be easily broken with ordinary tools; its sturdiness made one's heart sink.

Upon hearing this, Lu Yuliang's relaxed brows instantly furrowed, and a barely perceptible hint of annoyance flashed in his eyes.

He was only thinking about calming everyone down and forgot about this crucial step.

Almost instinctively, Lu Yuliang raised his hand, about to call out to Lu Xuan in front of him, wanting to remind his father.

"Clang—Bang!"

A crisp, metallic clang of chains suddenly broke the silence.

The crowd looked in the direction of the sound and saw that the chain, which had been firmly locking the iron gate and was as thick as a thumb, was now broken in two and lay coldly on the ground, with the broken ends still faintly gleaming with a sharp, cold light.

"It's broken!" Section Chief Zhou exclaimed instinctively, his eyes widening in shock, and even the flashlight in his hand wobbled.

Principal Zhang's mouth gaped open, and he remained speechless for a long time, muttering, "What happened? Just now... how come I didn't see anything?"

Lu Xuan, standing in front, simply lowered his raised right hand and casually put it behind his back, as if he had just casually brushed the dust off his clothes.

Apart from Lu Yuliang, no one knew that this seemingly elderly man was a martial arts master who had already reached the level of "Baodan" (抱丹, meaning to embrace the elixir of immortality).

A master of this level can move at an extreme speed, so how could an ordinary person possibly catch even the slightest trace of their actions?
Everyone was still frozen in place, their eyes filled with bewilderment, but Lu Xuan had already turned his gaze away and walked straight toward the dense, impenetrable darkness of the staircase behind the iron gate.

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

At that moment, on the first floor, at the top of the stairs, Lu Xuan's eyes suddenly lit up with a dazzling golden light, which looked particularly mysterious in the dark environment.

The golden light wasn't dazzling, but it carried a power that could penetrate everything, making him seem like a god descended to earth.

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

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

Lu Xuan's steps remained steady, each step landing lightly on the dusty stairs, barely making a sound.

From the first floor to the third floor, the only sound along the way was the faint sound of wind in the old stairwell. It wasn't until I stepped onto the last step leading to the fourth floor that the familiar iron chain reappeared in my sight.

They remain heavy and firmly lock the entrance to the fourth floor, just like the iron gate on the first floor.

Without the slightest pause, with a soft "clang," the iron chain snapped again, falling heavily to the ground and kicking up a cloud of fine dust.

Then, Lu Xuan moved as if he were in an empty place, passing through the fourth floor without any hindrance and walking straight to the stairwell of the fifth floor.

The journey upwards proceeded without any strange noises or sudden obstacles.

Even the air was filled with the musty smell of dust, so calm that it seemed as if this legendary Building D was just an ordinary empty building.

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

Abandoned tables and chairs were scattered along both sides of the corridor, covered with a thick layer of dust. Some of the table legs were broken, and the chair surfaces were covered with cobwebs, indicating that no one had set foot there for a long time.

After taking a few steps forward, Lu Xuan reached the railing at the edge of the corridor. Looking down, he could clearly see Lu Yuliang and the others on the ground floor. Meanwhile, 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 shock and disbelief, followed by genuine admiration.

This old leader's father was not only old, but also far braver than most people.

Even if they had ten times the courage, they would never dare to walk alone into Building D in the early hours of the morning and climb up to the eerie fifth floor.

Lu Xuan glanced downstairs, his gaze lingering briefly on Lu Yuliang before he looked away, took two steps back, and then walked towards dormitory 506.

His steps remained steady, without the slightest hesitation.

Of all the corridors on the fifth floor, only the area in front of dormitory 506 was the most spacious and tidy. There were no discarded tables or chairs piled up on the ground, and even the dust was thicker than in other places.

This unusual scene precisely reveals what is extraordinary.

It's likely that even the campus security guards on patrol don't dare to approach this area easily, which is why it maintains such a "deliberate" spaciousness.

Lu Xuan stopped in his tracks when he reached the entrance of dormitory 506.

This room was completely different from the other dormitories on the fifth floor. Several thick wooden planks were nailed to the door, with the nails deeply embedded in the wood.

Even the windows were sealed tightly with the same wooden boards, as if to completely isolate everything inside, preventing even a ray of light from getting through.

At the same time, the yin energy in the air became increasingly dense, several times thicker than on the first floor, carrying a faint, bone-chilling cold that lingered around us.

But for Lu Xuan, this level of Yin energy was nothing more than a gentle breeze. It wouldn't cause any harm, nor would it even make him frown. It might have some effect on ordinary people, but it was insignificant to him.

"Humph!"

Lu Xuan let out a cold snort, the sound was not loud, but it carried a chilling force that pierced people's hearts, instantly suppressing the surrounding silence.

Almost the instant the cold snort fell, an invisible gust of wind suddenly swept out, making the dust piled up in the corridor rustle.

Looking at his right hand, it was clear that it had quietly clenched into a fist, and a faint golden aura was slowly emanating from the knuckles.

The golden energy was clearly visible, like a flowing ribbon of light, dazzlingly bright in the dimly lit corridor.

This scene is completely beyond the comprehension of ordinary people.

However, this is the Dan Jin of the True Man of Embracing the Elixir, a power that only the True Man of Embracing the Elixir is said to be able to control.

It is no longer just brute force, but a complete fusion of extreme physical strength and spiritual power, breaking through the physiological limits of human beings in one fell swoop.

This so-called spiritual power, also known as the manifestation of martial arts will, is a mysterious force capable of directly influencing reality and interfering with matter.

Lu Xuan's fist slammed heavily onto the wooden-paneled door, but there was no deafening roar as expected.

The sound that came was a light, almost translucent, crisp sound, like an icicle falling onto glass.

But behind that soft sound was an irresistible, terrifying force emanating from his right fist.

The power did not leak out in the slightest; instead, it permeated every corner of the door like flowing water, precisely destroying all the key load-bearing elements, from the gaps in the wooden planks to the joints of the door frame.

The next second, a series of cracking sounds rang out, first the wood panel showed fine lines.

Immediately, the cracks spread rapidly, and the entire door, along with the outer panel, shattered. Wood chips fell like snowflakes, revealing the empty dormitory space inside.

Whoosh—

A sudden gust of wind swept out from behind the broken door, carrying a biting chill, and blew straight toward Lu Xuan at the door.

His gray hair was blown backward by the wind, and the hem of his clothes was slightly raised, but he did not move his feet at all, only staring into the room with a slightly focused gaze.

But the wind came quickly and went even faster, disappearing in an instant, leaving only wood chips on the ground and a quiet room, as if the gust of wind was just an illusion.

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

Four bunk beds stood neatly against the wall, with white mosquito nets still hanging on the upper bed frames, though they had long since turned yellow and brittle, and were covered in dust.

Only the densely woven spider webs, winding from the head of the bed to the corner of the wall and hanging from the ceiling to the edge of the bed, silently tell of how abandoned this place has been for many years, so long that even sunlight rarely shines in anymore.

Lu Xuan didn't even spare a glance for these chaotic scenes.

As soon as he stepped into the dormitory, Master Baodan's unique perception, like an invisible net, instantly enveloped every corner of the room.

In just a few seconds, Lu Xuan's eyes slowly fixed on the wardrobe behind the three bunk beds.

Without the slightest hesitation, he had already made up his mind.

The increasingly dense yin energy was emanating from these three places, each harboring an unusual aura.

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

It seemed like just a gentle tug, but the wooden bed, weighing over 100 pounds, was lifted as easily as a feather and moved steadily to the side, revealing the wall that had been hidden behind the bed.

On the wall, a yellowish black talisman was exposed without any cover, its edges slightly curled up, and several blurry dark red lines were printed on the paper.

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

"Hmm? It's one of those sorcerers' things again?"

Lu Xuan looked at the talisman, raised an eyebrow, and a knowing glint flashed in his eyes.

Without pausing, he immediately repeated the same trick, easily moving the other two bunk beds away as well.

Sure enough, behind each bed was an identical yellowish-black talisman. The three talismans formed a triangle, subtly enclosing the central area of ​​the dormitory.

Are these talismans sealing dormitory 506?

A thought flashed through Lu Xuan's mind, and a hint of interest appeared in his eyes—this kind of power that can suppress evil spirits is quite amazing.

But his hands were not idle for a moment. With a flick of his fingertips, he scraped off three sharp-edged pieces of wood from the bed leg that had just been moved.

The next second, the wooden blocks flew out of his palm one by one like bullets, slicing through the air with a slight sharp sound, and accurately hitting the three talismans on the wall.

With a few "sizzling" sounds, the talisman and the hard cement wall behind it were torn apart.

The shattered fragments of the talisman fluttered down, and the yin energy in the air instantly became restless, no longer as firmly suppressed as before.

(End of this chapter)