I picked up the scattered attributes

Pfft!

Amidst Feng Xia's indifferent voice, the middle-aged man with the mustache knelt down with a thud. Unable to bear the pressure any longer, his spirit completely collapsed, and he wept bitterly like a disheartened mortal.

"I...I am willing...to submit..."

The moment he uttered those words, the surrounding world changed, all the pressure disappeared, leaving only a few ordinary thatched huts standing quietly not far in front of him.

"Remember your words."

Feng Xia said calmly, "Then, get lost."

"I……"

Ming Youjun didn't dare to think too much. The moment he heard Feng Xia speak, he practically scrambled away.

Therefore, he was completely unaware that the damage caused by his supernatural powers had disappeared without him noticing, as if it had never existed.

Long after Mingyoujun left, in this valley that resembled Qianqiu Valley, lotus petals suddenly appeared, cutting and intertwining in the void, bursting forth with magnificent and enchanting dreamlike colors.

Fifty lotus petals converge above the valley, transforming it into a cage where entry is permitted but exit is not.

Nine Lotus Heavenly Heart Prison!

"It's exactly what I expected."

Inside the thatched hut, Feng Xia revealed a satisfied expression: "The supernatural beings of Lingyun Kingdom possess powerful cultivation, yet their refinement of their Dao heart seems inferior to that of later generations of supernatural beings..."

Feng Xia doesn't know exactly why this happened, but it is indeed the result of his observations over four consecutive cycles.

Since the Dao heart is not right...

Then don't blame me for using my Dao Heart Divine Power!

"This guy has already been imprisoned in the Nine Lotus Heavenly Heart Prison, and his next experience is sure to be quite exciting."

A smile gradually crept into Feng Xia's voice: "It would be best if there were more guys like this, so that I can figure out the truth about this world as soon as possible."

……

run!

Run as far as you want!

Without using any magic or supernatural powers, Ming Youjun ran wildly using only his physical strength, covering an unknown distance. Even with his True Spirit Realm physique, he began to feel some strain.

He stopped, resting his hands on his knees, panting heavily.

"Who exactly is this Jiang Shinian? And why is he my enemy?"

Recalling what had just happened, Mingyoujun couldn't help but feel fear.

That voice, that gaze, was like a divine fire capable of burning everything, consuming him completely and reducing him to a mere mortal, unable to unleash his full power.

"Are you there?"

Having finally regained some strength, Mingyoujun suddenly heard a voice behind him.

His back stiffened instantly.

……

Chapter 0304

"you……"

In an instant, Mingyoujun's body stiffened completely.

An indescribable chill quickly crept up his back, making him feel as if he had fallen into an ice cave, and he froze on the spot.

It was a voice like a nightmare, filling him with immense terror in an instant. He almost collapsed to the ground, muttering incoherently:

"S-Senior, why are you here again? I really didn't do anything, and I didn't say anything..."

As they were talking, Mingyoujun suddenly realized something. He looked around in astonishment and was shocked to find that he had arrived in another corner of the capital. When the adults saw him looking at them, they immediately protected the children beside them.

"Be good, listen to me, let's stay a little further away, don't get too close to the madman!"

"Go, go, get to class at the academy. Hanging out with people like this will corrupt you. If you don't become Lord Mingyou's disciple this time, you'd better get a taste of my fists—"

It was only at this moment that Mingyoujun noticed his current appearance.

Originally, he had a neat little mustache. While he might not have been particularly noble or imposing, he at least gave the impression of being a dignified and proper supernatural being.

In fact, he usually takes great care of himself before going out, combing his hair and beard into the same pattern.

As the head of one of the top academies in the capital, he always emphasized being a role model for students and paid attention to his image when he was out in public.

Where is the elegance he once possessed?

His entire body was already soaked in sweat. After the sweat dried, his clothes clung tightly to his body, emitting an unpleasant sour smell. His meticulously groomed hair and beard were now a tangled mess, making him look like a huge bird's nest at first glance.

It wouldn't be an exaggeration to call him a crazy beggar.

No wonder those passersby dragged their children away earlier.

"That guy...didn't follow us?"

After blinking in surprise and looking around several times, Ming Youjun finally let out a long sigh of relief: "It turns out that was just my imagination..."

The reason for this was that the mysterious Jiang Shinian had left an extremely deep impression on him during that brief period of time.

More accurately, it was a deep psychological trauma!

With a mere gesture, he stripped him of all his cultivation, causing him to fall from the heavens and become a pitiful mortal.

Even though he was the head of a top academy, such astonishing methods were beyond his imagination.

At this moment, Mingyoujun seemed to have transformed into a frightened bird. The slightest breeze or rustling could terrify him, as he feared that "Jiang Shinian" would come after him and take away everything he possessed once again.

Fortunately, it was just a false alarm for him.

Somewhat awkwardly channeling his magic, Mingyoujun tidied his appearance and regained his usual composure. With his hands behind his back, he pondered his next move as he headed towards Mingkong Academy.

Mingkong Academy is one of the three major academies in the capital.

Ming Youjun is the head of Mingkong Academy and one of the seven most powerful figures in Lingyun Kingdom.

Upon arriving at the magnificent Mingkong Academy, an ancient and profound atmosphere enveloped him, and the faint sounds of chanting and reading could be heard, finally allowing Mingyoujun's tense nerves to gradually relax.

Mingkong Academy is his stronghold, which he has cultivated for many years. Even if a strong opponent of the same level attacks, he is still confident that he can win!

"Lord Palace Master!"

The moment Mingyoujun stepped into the academy, he suddenly heard a voice coming from a schoolhouse by the roadside. He subconsciously turned his head and looked over, his eyes widening in surprise.

In that direction, it was as if a shadow was standing there, with sunlight shining from behind, making it impossible to see the other party's true face.

However, the voice continued to come, like a vengeful ghost demanding death, instantly giving Ming Youjun countless goosebumps, and his scalp felt like it was about to explode from numbness.

That voice, like a nightmare, entered his ears.

"you you you you--"

Without even thinking, Ming Youjun let out a miserable howl, forcibly suppressing the urge to turn and run, and managed a weak smile: "Senior, when did you arrive at Mingkong Academy..."

"Lord of the Manor, Lord of the Manor? What's wrong, Lord of the Manor?"

It felt like only a moment had passed, yet it also felt like ten thousand years had gone by.

Mingyoujun was horrified to discover that the mysterious shadow in the schoolhouse had somehow appeared beside him.

She was a young and beautiful female cultivator; if he remembered correctly, she should be an instructor at Mingkong Academy.

Seeing that he didn't respond and was just standing there blankly, the woman rubbed her hands nervously and called out to him again in a low voice, "Lord of the Manor, are you listening?"

"Oh, I just zoned out."

Secretly using his magic to evaporate the cold sweat, Mingyoujun replied calmly, "What do you want with me?"

At the same time, he sighed inwardly. He was indeed frightened by Jiang Shinian. If it were in the past, how could he have behaved like this?

Fortunately, that guy seemed a bit off.

As things stand, it seems we can't leave that valley, otherwise they would probably have already caught up with us.

"This matter must be reported to my lord. Although it has nothing to do with that great tomb, Jiang Shinian is still a variable that should not be underestimated."

In a flash, Mingyoujun had already made up his mind: "In addition, I may need to leave the academy for a while. This state is not right, and I must get rid of it as soon as possible."

He had realized that there was something wrong with his situation.

Upon hearing Mingyoujun's reply, the woman nodded, not paying any attention to the matter.

In her opinion, since the Lord of the Manor was lost in thought, he was probably thinking about something more important.

"Is such that……"

Seeing that the Lord of the Manor breathed a sigh of relief, the woman then spoke with a beaming smile: "Lord of the Manor, does my voice sound like someone—"

Mingyoujun immediately revealed a look of horror.

After a brief silence, his chest heaved violently, as if his heart were about to leap out of his chest. The dignified lord of the prefecture could no longer suppress his fear and let out a piercing scream:

"You, you, you, don't come any closer!"

call out--

As the female cultivator stared in disbelief, Ming Youjun burst into tears, wailing and screaming in agony. Then, like a meteor streaking across the sky, she rose into the air, leaving behind only a trail of dust.