I flew on a sword at the magic academy

Chapter 33 Departure

Shi Daohan tore open their armor, but what came out was a pile of fine sand, which was not a living thing at all.

"What's going on?" Shi Daohan exclaimed in surprise, stroking his chin and muttering to himself, "Could there be some force supporting these fine sands?"

She swept away the fine sand on the ground and found a small wooden plaque with many intricate patterns and lines engraved on it.

"To gather sand into an army, what a brilliant tactic!"

Shi Daohan couldn't help but marvel, because even top experts in the Puppet Cultivation system who had reached the pinnacle of cultivation would find it difficult to achieve such a level.

She then revealed an excited expression: "These patterns must have been carved by the Demon Emperor of yesteryear; perhaps they can help me advance further in my understanding of the puppet cultivation system!"

She blew all the fine sand off the ground and collected all the wooden plaques.

"boom"

Just then, a strange sound came from the icy Nether Pool again. A general covered in black and gold armor slowly rose from the depths of the water, exuding an extremely heavy and tragic aura of death.

The general moved stiffly, approaching step by step, the thick and chilling black mist churning and surging.

Shi Daohan raised his hand and waved it, and a purple flame surged forward, instantly engulfing the general.

"Bang"

However, this general was no ordinary being; he was dozens of times stronger than the ghostly soldiers from before, and his entire body exuded a strong aura of death, forcing the purple flames back.

"There's definitely something strange about this place."

Just then, a cold voice came, and a young man who looked to be around twenty-seven or twenty-eight years old arrived near the Netherworld Pool and said to Shi Daohan, "You can leave now."

Shi Daohan glanced at him coldly and noticed that the Laurent family crest was embroidered on the other man's robe.

"The treasure here is not for you to touch. If you don't want to die, you'd better leave now." The young man was extremely arrogant, seemingly possessing an innate sense of superiority.

"Bang"

Shi Daohan repelled the black-armored general and firmly bound him with the Chains of Order. Only then did he turn to look at the young man and say coldly, "I despise people like you who use others' names to intimidate others. Does the Laurent family think you're so great?"

"You! How dare you look down on the Laurent family?!" The young man's face instantly turned cold, and his eyes were filled with undisguised killing intent.

He made his move immediately, chanting a spell. Hundreds of golden rays burst forth from his magic wand, piercing towards Shi Daohan like a golden rain.

"Hmph!" Shi Daohan snorted coldly, extended a large handprint, gathered all the golden light rain into his palm, and then crushed it into dust.

She flashed to the young man's side, grabbed him by the neck, and lifted him into the air: "Trying to intimidate me? You really think I'm someone you can't be scared of?"

"I come from the Laurent family... If you kill me, the family will not let you off!" the young man said with difficulty, his eyes filled with fear.

"Are you threatening or intimidating me? Sorry, I never fall for that." Shi Daohan sneered, flicked his wrist and threw the object into the Netherworld Pool, where it was instantly submerged.

In the distance, some people who heard the commotion and came over were all stunned by what they saw. They never expected that Shi Daohan would actually dare to make a move against the Laurent family.

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"Who is this person? Aren't they afraid of retaliation from the Laurent family?"

"Judging from his attire, he seems to be an Eastern cultivator."

"An Eastern cultivator? Wasn't it said that the parchment scroll suspected to be the Adoran's Holy Scripture was stolen by a cultivator from the East? Could it be him?"

Listening to the discussions of those hiding in the shadows, Shi Daohan didn't care. She wasn't showing her true face or identity to the world, so she wasn't afraid of being recognized. Therefore, she didn't need to worry too much about what she did.

So what if they're from the Laurent family? They've already tried to kill her, so she naturally won't show them any mercy or leniency.

"Splash!"

The waters of the Netherworld Pool surged, and more than a dozen warriors leaped out of the water. They were all covered in black and gold armor, which concealed their entire bodies, and they exuded a heavy aura of death.

In the hands of one of the black-armored warriors, a young man was being held, already dead, his body covered in a thick layer of frost. This was the same young man that Shi Daohan had just thrown into the Netherworld Pool.

"puff"

The young man's body was torn in two and mercilessly thrown back into the Netherworld Pool.

"Boom!"

At that very moment, deep within the Netherworld Pool, it seemed as if some mechanism or restriction had been triggered, and the water, which had been pitch black, turned blood red, an incomparably alluring color.

Shi Daohan frowned; Yinling was stained with blood, signaling the beginning of a deadly situation.

"boom"

The heavens and earth trembled, and streaks of blood-red light shot up from the Netherworld Pool, piercing through the sky and the earth, casting a desolate and beautiful light over the entire battlefield of the fallen kings, alarming all the forces involved.

[Damn it, it seems we can no longer enter this Yin Tomb!] Shi Daohan was still thinking about the Demon Emperor's corpse, but he still decisively chose to retreat because an important figure was on his way.

The moment she left, five dazzling beams of light arrived at breakneck speed and descended upon the area around the Netherworld Pool.

These five important figures were shrouded in a holy radiance, making it impossible to see their true faces.

"Yin and Yang?" One of them had sharp eyes and immediately saw through the mystery of the pool.

"By dividing into Yin and Yang, endless variations can be created. Does this Demon Emperor intend to defy death and be reborn?"

In the distance, the beautiful woman leading the group from the Celestial Academy also showed a solemn expression.

The Yin and Yang energies are infinitely complex and all-encompassing. The fact that the Demon Emperor chose this type of burial site might actually give him a chance to be resurrected.

"Yin and Yang? Isn't this an ancient Eastern concept? How could Diablo, the Demon Lord, bury himself like this?"

"Have you forgotten? Diablo himself came from the East."

"Diapir is what we in the West call him; in the East, he also has another name: the Immortal in the Pot!"

Several important figures were talking in hushed tones.

"This is a huge problem. This Yin Tomb has set up a deadly trap; anyone who enters will surely die."

"The reason why the Book of Adoran has not yet appeared is most likely because it is in this dark tomb."

Several important figures were all in a state of unease, but none of them dared to enter the Yinling Mausoleum lightly.

"As time goes by, even the most perfect setup will have flaws. Let's carefully sneak in, observe first, and then make our next decision."

"Alright."

The important figures all nodded without objection and dived into the Netherworld Pool.

Shi Daohan left silently; there was no way he could stay in this place any longer.

"Boom!"

Behind them, in the direction of the Netherworld Pool, a crimson light enveloped the entire battlefield of the Fallen Kings.

Shi Daohan wandered around the outskirts of Wang Yun's battlefield and found many rare ancient medicines.

Because of the emergence of the Demon Emperor's Mausoleum, almost all the wild beasts that originally lived in this primeval forest fled. Only a few hid in caves, letting out low growls in fear and unease.

However, these savage beasts posed no threat to Shi Daohan, and in less than an hour, she found more than twenty ancient medicinal herbs.

Some of these ancient medicinal herbs are as old as four thousand years, making them extremely rare.

"boom"

Just then, a burst of blood-red light erupted from the Netherworld Pool, and several figures soared into the sky, unleashing a fierce battle.

Shi Daohan gazed into the distance and saw a warrior clad in heavy black armor, fighting against several important figures, holding his own against five opponents.

"I never imagined that the Demon Emperor of yesteryear would have left behind so many contingency plans," Shi Daohan murmured.

The warrior was over two zhang tall, his body exuding a deathly aura. He charged forward, nearly seriously injuring the important figure from the Laurent family several times.

"Boom!"

The Netherworld Pool seemed to boil over, as ancient and dilapidated chariots burst from the water, and soldiers clad in black armor, wielding spears and halberds, charged towards the five important figures.

At the same time, sounds like landslides and tsunamis came from all directions of the battlefield where the king fell, and endless divine light engulfed all directions.

The barrier set up by the five important figures was forcibly broken.

Everyone was secretly alarmed, knowing that another powerful figure from a transcendent force had arrived, and not just one person.

Striking streaks of divine light streaked across the sky as countless powerful warriors surged into the battlefield of King's Fall.

Shi Daohan was overjoyed; he could finally leave.

She left without looking back, and in the coming days, this place would be anything but peaceful, with battles raging and the entire Western magical world in an uproar over the Demon Emperor's tomb.

However, none of this mattered to Shi Daohan anymore. She decided to wait until things calmed down before trying her luck again.

At this moment, the sky was dotted with stars and the bright moon hung high. Shi Daohan did not choose to return directly to Horagaka Academy, but decided to find a quiet place first to carefully study the profound magic on the parchment scroll.

She flew on her sword all the way, under the stars and moon, and the land of trouble behind her grew farther and farther away.

Three days later, Shi Daohan appeared in a remote town more than two thousand miles away. This was the northernmost part of the British Empire, close to the Great Ice Ocean, with a cold climate.

It was late at night, and most people in the town were already asleep. Snowflakes were falling from the sky. Shi Daohan walked alone on the street and finally found a small tavern that was still open in an inconspicuous corner.

The tavern was small, with only two or three tables and chairs, and those tables and chairs looked old, their surfaces polished to a shine and very clean.

"Grandpa, is there anything else good to eat?"

The tavern owner was an old man with gray hair. Time had left its mark on his face, with wrinkles piled up like mountains, making him look weathered. His clothes were also covered with patches, suggesting that his living conditions were not very good.

Seeing a girl of about sixteen or seventeen years old walking alone outside so late surprised the old man somewhat, but he still replied with a kind smile, "There's also half a roasted beef leg and some bread."

"Alright, please bring them all up, elders." Shi Daohan bowed and said with a gentle smile.

"Please wait a moment, I'll go heat it up for you."

The tavern was too small, and the old man lived in very difficult circumstances, acting as both the owner and the waiter.

Before long, the fragrant roasted beef leg and several loaves of bread made from wheat flour were served, and Shi Daohan almost drooled.

She had been flying on her sword for three days, and her stomach was already growling with hunger.

Although cultivators wouldn't have any problems not eating, Shi Daohan just couldn't give it up. If he didn't eat something for a day, he would feel hungry.

She didn't even bother to cut the beef leg with a knife and fork; she just picked it up and started biting into it, not caring at all how unsightly her eating manners were.

"Don't rush, eat slowly, have a drink first to warm yourself up," the old man kindly advised, handing over a wine jug.

"Excellent, excellent! Sir, your skills are truly superb! Hmm... this wine is also quite good, strong enough! Did you brew it yourself?"

Shi Daohan ate meat and drank wine in large gulps, speaking incoherently.

Looking at Shi Daohan's clothes, he didn't seem like a child from a poor family, but he was eating so ravenously, which surprised the old man, but he didn't dare to ask any more questions.

He picked up a rag and wiped the already spotless table while shaking his head with a smile, saying, "You've been starving for too long, so everything tastes delicious now."

"Grandpa, why haven't you closed the door yet?"

Just then, a little girl who looked to be only five or six years old came out from the inner room.

Her clothes were also patched in many places, and she dressed very simply and plainly. Her light golden hair was braided, and she was very cute. Her little face was rosy, like a red apple.

"Go to sleep first, Grandpa will be closing soon."

The little girl looked at the food in front of Shi Daohan's table, secretly swallowed a mouthful of saliva, but still nodded sensibly.

Before long, Shi Daohan finished all the food on the table, stood up, and said, "Alright, old man, you can prepare to close up shop now. I won't disturb you any longer."

As she spoke, she suddenly realized something, and an embarrassed look appeared on her face.

"Child, are you having some trouble with your hands?"

The old man, weathered by life's hardships, immediately noticed her predicament.

"Well... how should I put it..." Shi Daohan scratched her head awkwardly. She only had spirit stones and magic stones on her, but these were things that couldn't be used in the world of ordinary people.

"Ah, you're a bad person!"

The little girl next to her widened her eyes, holding back tears as she pointed at Shi Daohan: "You guys are so mean! You come here all day to freeload and take advantage of me and Grandpa. We're almost starving ourselves!"

At this point, looking at the beef leg bone on the table, she could no longer hold back her tears and sobbed, "Grandpa said that if no guests came today, he would leave this beef leg for us to eat, but..."

The little girl's rosy cheeks were covered in tears, which she kept wiping away with her patched sleeves.

It is obvious that their living conditions are not optimistic, and they seem to be frequently bullied.

"Little sister, don't cry."

Seeing the little girl crying, Shi Daohan was at a loss. Both the old woman and the little girl looked like they had a hard life and were in dire straits. This made her feel ashamed and embarrassed, and she didn't know what to say.

(End of this chapter)