Too many people are dying in this chaotic world? Then I'll activate the control panel!

the other side,

When Wang Sheng returned to the old house, several people were secretly searching for something under the cover of night.

at last,

They found a trace on a wall near a collapsed courtyard.

The traces are precisely the unique message style of their Tianxia Sect.

"Liu? It was a man surnamed Liu who killed them."

"We just don't know which Liu family it is. Let's look for more clues. A small family that's been targeted for annihilation wouldn't let four Ming Jin masters fall. There must be another force involved."

"Hmph, who in this tiny Ershui City can stop the army of the Tianxia Sect? Once we find out, no matter which Liu family it is, they will be our next target for extermination!"

The group, who called themselves the World Sect, began searching the surrounding area again.

Early the next morning,

Wang Sheng slept for a while before getting up and washing up with the help of two women.

He was unaware that he had unwittingly created a huge pitfall for the Liu family.

Before Wang Sheng even entered the martial arts academy, he heard people on the street talking about the fire that happened the night before.

All sorts of unfounded rumors are rampant everywhere.

Many people who talked about it showed fear and apprehension, and some even considered leaving Ershui City as soon as possible.

A family with modest wealth was wiped out, and their decades-long fortune was burned to the ground.

Although not a truly wealthy family, the Yu family was still a prosperous and well-known household.

Yet this not-so-small family was wiped out in a single night. All sixty-five members of the Yu household perished!

Such a horrific case spread throughout Ershui City overnight, causing widespread panic and drawing the attention of all the important figures.

Some people frowned. In these chaotic times, the massacre of an entire family was detrimental to the morale of the people and the army.

When Wang Sheng entered the Zhao Family Martial Arts Academy, as expected, many people were discussing which kind of Jianghu villain had come to Ershui City and committed a serious crime.

Since Zhao Jie hadn't arrived yet, Wang Sheng went to a corner to familiarize himself with the Great Stele-Smashing Technique.

Ge Xiaogu was unaware that Fang Mingguang was dead, so she only dared to nod at Wang Sheng and did not dare to speak to him.

Li Hu, Wei Yu, Luo Zhengwen, and other Ming Jin disciples also gathered together to exchange information and see if anyone had any news about the massacre of their family.

Many people in the martial arts world sensed something unusual about this family annihilation case.

The world is in chaos, and the city's experts have formed a martial arts alliance and cooperated with the government. It is a time when experts gather and security is tight, yet this has happened, which is tantamount to provoking the martial arts alliance and the government.

Therefore, anyone who dares to use such methods is definitely not ordinary.

After a moment,

A sharp, ingratiating voice suddenly rang out in the courtyard, "Senior Brother Wu, when will you achieve the Ming Jin level? We're all waiting to eat at your Thousand Crane Tower."

"Ha ha ha ha……"

"Don't worry, it'll be ready in the next couple of days. I can already feel the energy flowing through my body, but I can't maintain it for long. Give me two more days to hone it, and I'll be fine."

As soon as Wu An entered the martial arts academy, he was immediately greeted by a group of disciples trying to curry favor with him.

The other Ming Jin martial artists all have their own small circles, which are not easily joined by ordinary people.

Therefore, many ordinary disciples wanted to seize the opportunity to curry favor with Wu An, hoping that Wu An would help them in the future.

"Junior Brother Li, how are you?"

Wu An looked at Li Chaodong with a smile.

"A petty person has gotten their way!"

Li Chaodong cursed inwardly. If Wu An hadn't become the son-in-law of the Shan family and received large-scale resources from them, how could he have advanced to the Ming Jin level so quickly?

However, Wu An was about to achieve the Ming Jin level.

Li Chaodong didn't want to antagonize a future Ming Jin martial artist, so when faced with Wu An's teasing, he could only shake his head with a smile, "It's still no use, I can't catch up with my senior brother."

They were in the same cohort of students and usually addressed each other as junior brother. They were always competing with each other and never gave an inch.

Now that Li Chaodong had yielded and addressed him as "senior brother," Wu An immediately nodded with a smile, feeling very satisfied and pleased.

"Li Chaodong chickened out. Among these new disciples, who can now stand against me!"

"As expected, the path to achieving Ming Jin (a type of martial arts skill) is incredibly difficult; only I have emerged victorious!"

Wu An thought to himself with pride, his spirits soaring, and he even began to imagine the future.

After all, even just entering the basics of martial arts is a race of one in dozens! Reaching the level of Ming Jin (明劲) after achieving minor mastery is another story, with only one in a dozen or so beginners making it. This level of difficulty is even higher than one in a hundred!

Wu An's high aspirations and satisfaction were therefore understandable.

"Master Zhao has arrived!"

A shout came from outside the door.

Upon hearing this, all the disciples in the courtyard immediately stopped what they were doing, stood still, looked at the courtyard gate, and raised their hands in a cupped-hand salute.

Until Zhao Jie appeared,

The disciples bowed their heads and shouted in unison, "Greetings, Master!"

"Um!"

Zhao Jie looked at his disciples, who stood ramrod straight, each exuding a powerful aura, and a slight smile appeared on his face. These were his sources of confidence in this chaotic world.

At this moment, some disciples noticed something was wrong.

As usual, Zhao Jie would tell them to cultivate on their own.

But since Zhao Jie hasn't given any orders, they don't dare to make a move.

Then,

Footsteps sounded from outside the door.

Then a group of women dressed in skirts walked in from outside the door.

All the male disciples in the courtyard widened their eyes and stared intently at the women. Their previously calm hearts suddenly felt itchy, as if they had been scratched by a cat!

These women may not all be particularly beautiful, but they are all slender and graceful, with a confident and capable demeanor, making them stand out from ordinary women and possessing a unique charm.

In addition, with these male disciples practicing martial arts all day long, there are very few female disciples in the courtyard, so it's no wonder that many male disciples have lost their focus.

"Ahem! Everyone, tone it down!"

Zhao Jie valued his reputation highly. Seeing some male disciples looking on with longing eyes, and the women chuckling at the sight, he couldn't help but whisper a warning.

"These are disciples of Qingshui Martial Arts Academy. Due to certain reasons, the two academies have temporarily merged to train together. They will be living next door from now on, and you are not allowed to disturb them. Anyone who violates this rule will be expelled from the academy and have their martial arts skills crippled."

Zhao Jie gave an explanation.

"We have troubled you, Dean Zhao!"

At this moment, a woman wearing a thin veil and a white dress, supported by her maid, entered the martial arts academy.

The strongest person in the martial arts academy, also known as the academy's head.

"Your Excellency is mistaken! It should be us helping and supporting each other!"

Zhao Jie looked at the woman in the white dress, a hint of amazement and regret flickering in his eyes.

After a moment,

After Zhao Jie had arranged for Li Hu to be taken care of by the disciples of Qingshui Martial Arts Academy, Zhao Jie was about to go into the inner courtyard with Dean He to discuss important matters.

Wang Sheng seized the opportunity and immediately stepped forward.

They certainly cannot be disturbed by ordinary things during their discussions.

So if we don't report this time, we'll have to wait until tomorrow to get the reward and the cultivation technique, or even the day after tomorrow if something comes up tomorrow.

At this point, delaying for even one day is equivalent to wasting one day.

"Master, I achieved minor success in martial arts last night, developing internal strength and advancing to the Ming Jin level. Please investigate!"

Wang Sheng first bowed with his hands clasped in greeting, then flicked his hand slightly, and a subtle, explosive sound rang out, clearly indicating the spread of powerful energy.

Zhao Jie was about to frown and reprimand Wang Sheng, but when he saw that Wang Sheng had become a Ming Jin martial artist, his brows immediately relaxed and he couldn't help but smile.

Having a disciple achieve the Ming Jin level in front of Headmaster He is quite an honor for Zhao Jie!

at the same time,

All the other disciples in the courtyard, who were about to begin their cultivation, stopped and fell silent. They all looked over, some with shock, some with gloom, and some with joy!

Wang Sheng,

That junior brother, with inferior talent and a poor family background, who was least favored and only recently barely managed to enter the sect...

He actually became a Ming Jin martial artist!

Without making a sound, he surpassed many of the senior students who had entered the sect much earlier.

The shock in many people's hearts was far more profound than the shocked expressions on their faces!

No one could have imagined that among this group of new disciples, Wang Sheng would be the first to develop Ming Jin (a type of internal strength).

This result surprised many people.

"Wang Sheng! Ming Jin!"

"You deserve to die!!!"

Wu An was stunned for a long time before he reacted. He was so angry that he gritted his teeth and roared in his heart.

He stood there, his face flushed, his features slightly distorted, his eyes glaring, his fists clenched so tightly that his nails dug into his flesh, yet he seemed oblivious to it.

He had built up such momentum over so many days, only to have it snatched away by Wang Sheng, whom he had disregarded from the start!

He was just two days away!

Everyone believed he would be the first to achieve the Ming Jin skill, and the Zhuang Gu Dan (a traditional Chinese medicine formula) would be his.

But now Wang Sheng's appearance has made Wu An lose face and feel humiliated.

Some people were already whispering about Wu An, enjoying watching him make a fool of himself.