I flew on a sword at the magic academy

Chapter 64 Young Master Jiang, disguised as a man

"This is only the beginning of the divine punishment. Let's see how you resist!" Jiang Shaoyun shouted coldly.

"Young Master, stop immediately!"

"The master has already said that your current level is not high enough to perform the Divine Decree!"

Two elderly men in blue robes shouted anxiously from a distance.

The second chapter of Fuxi Daoyin—Divine Slaughter—was played by Jiang Shaoyun on the Blood Jade Harp. The world seemed on the verge of collapse, unable to withstand its power.

The seasons change, mountains shift, rivers overflow... a scene of apocalypse!

"Clang!"

Suddenly, the divine battle music stopped abruptly, unable to continue playing. Jiang Shaoyun coughed up a mouthful of blood, her petite body swaying precariously, suffering a significant backlash.

"brush"

Taking advantage of the opportunity, Shi Daohan rushed forward like a purple lightning bolt across the sky, instantly reaching Jiang Shaoyun and lifting him upside down.

Everyone gasped in shock. With her pressing them close, the duel was essentially over.

Even if Jiang Shaoyun were incredibly powerful, he couldn't withstand the suppression of several extraordinary phenomena, such as the Jianmu supporting the sky and the Ancestral Dragon breaking the Heavenly Gate.

"Have mercy!" the two elderly men in blue robes shouted.

"Don't kill him!" Master Huanglong also spoke up in time to stop him.

"Just let him suffer a little, but don't take his life!" Sect Leader Qingxu secretly transmitted his thoughts.

Although Shi Daohan was puzzled, he still did not kill him. Instead, he held Jiang Shaoyun upside down and slapped his buttocks hard.

"Little brat! Keep yelling!"

"Ah—!" Jiang Shaoyun let out a piercing scream, filled with shock, anger, and rage, shouting, "Shi Daohan! I'll tear you to pieces!"

"What did you say?" Shi Daohan gave him another harsh beating.

Seeing this, everyone present and those not present were stunned. Jiang Shaoyun was a towering figure among the younger generation. Although he wasn't very old, no one would really treat him like a child. Yet now he was being lectured like this by Shi Daohan...

Needless to say, what is happening right now will become a dark chapter in his life, one that he will never be able to erase, even if he becomes a saint in the future.

"That's Jiang Shaoyun, the young master of Beiming Manor! When he unleashes the Fuxi Dao Sound, killing people is as easy as plucking weeds or picking flowers. He can be compared to a sage in his youth. Yet now he's being spanked upside down..."

This was a stark contrast, leaving all the spectators speechless.

"Let me go!!!"

Jiang Shaoyun was furious and struggled violently with both hands and feet. However, he had suffered a backlash from forcibly playing the second chapter of Fuxi Daoyin, and now he was forced in front of Shi Daohan and suppressed by several strange phenomena, unable to muster any strength to resist.

"Say it, Sister Daohan, I was wrong. Maybe I'll let you off if I'm in a better mood." Shi Daohan chuckled as she swung her hand and slapped Jiang Shaoyun's buttocks hard.

"Slap," "Slap"...

The crisp sound was clearly audible. Jiang Shaoyun was on the verge of tears, shouting, "Shi Daohan! I'm not finished with you!"

He is a dazzling presence among the younger generation, like the sun, enveloped in endless radiance from the moment he was born.

He may be a child, but who would dare to treat him like one?

Even the older generation treats him with great respect.

Even his parents and master never spanked him, so how dare Shi Daohan treat him like this?

He's destined to become a saint or an immortal, but have any saints or immortals ever been spanked in their youth? I've never heard of that.

He was almost driven mad with anger, and had an urge to bite Shi Daohan to death.

The elders of the Shushan Council Hall were all secretly astonished.

"What Xiao Daohan did was even more painful for Jiang Shaoyun than killing him. It was too cruel."

"This brat is so arrogant, he deserves to be taught a lesson."

"This is a prodigy of our time, and he will soon be advancing to the Void Realm. Making enemies with such a genius might be detrimental to Xiao Daohan," an elder said with concern.

"The moment he stepped forward to fight Xiao Daohan to the death, wasn't this feud already established? What's the point of worrying about it now?"

Beiming Manor is a powerful force in Eastern China, comparable to the Ten Great Mystic Sects. Shushan did not want to develop a complete and irreconcilable conflict with Beiming Manor, so it did not allow Shi Daohan to kill Jiang Shaoyun.

"Little brat, do you submit?"

"I refuse to accept this!"

Jiang Shaoyun screamed defiantly, tears welling in his eyes, as he struggled desperately.

Without him even realizing it, his Adam's apple disappeared, and his long, flowing hair cascaded down.

"A woman?! Jiang Shaoyun is actually a woman?!"

In the distance, everyone was shocked. They never expected that Jiang Shaoyun was actually a young girl. No wonder he had red lips and white teeth and was as beautiful as a woman.

"She's actually a very arrogant little girl..."

Both Master Huanglong and the handsome young man were secretly astonished that they hadn't seen through the other's disguise at first glance.

Not only them, but also the various schools of thought in the far east of China were all dumbfounded, never expecting that the young master of Beiming Manor was actually a young girl.

Jiang Shaoyun's black hair flew in the wind, and her skin was as white and translucent as if carved from mutton fat jade, making her look just like an exquisite porcelain doll.

In her anger, her illusion technique suddenly failed, revealing her true form.

"Ah—! I'll fight you to the death!"

Jiang Shaoyun screamed, baring her teeth and brandishing her claws. Her large eyes were filled with tears, and tears fell from her long eyelashes with the slightest blink, making her look pitiful.

"..."

Shi Daohan was stunned. The hand that was about to slap Jiang Shaoyun's butt froze in mid-air and did not fall.

"brush"

With a flash of light, two elderly men in blue robes approached, their expressions extremely grim.

One of them said in a deep voice, "The outcome is decided. Please release our young master."

At the same time, Master Huanglong also secretly transmitted his voice to Shi Daohan, telling her to release the person.

Shi Daohan touched his nose and finally let the person go.

She ruffled Jiang Shaoyun's hair into a mess, then pinched his fair cheek with one hand: "You're so young and you're already taking in maids? What, you want to have your cake and eat it too?"

"Ah—!" Jiang Shaoyun shouted, about to lose his temper, but was held down firmly by the two old men in blue.

"Young Master, please stop fooling around!"

"The fact that Shushan didn't hold it against us is because they gave face to Beiming Manor. Let's just let this matter go and go back to the manor first."

With a flash of light, they activated a teleportation array, traversed the void, and vanished in the blink of an eye.

"Shi Daohan! I'll remember you! This isn't over! I'll definitely come back to settle the score with you!" Jiang Shaoyun's voice came from the void.

Shi Daohan simply smiled and said, "Then I will await Young Master Jiang's arrival in Horagaka."

Although Jiang Shaoyun was defeated, her brilliance remained dazzling, because her performance in this battle was truly astonishing.

Moreover, she is only fifteen years old, still a minor, and has endless potential yet to be unleashed. Her future achievements are absolutely limitless.

"Is there anyone else who wants to fight me to the death?" Shi Daohan stood tall in the sky, his body shrouded in the hazy moonlight, giving him an ethereal and otherworldly feeling, a stark contrast to his fierce battle just now.

Silence fell over the scene. Even a prodigy like Jiang Shaoyun had been defeated. Who else would dare to go up and die?

Many forces have reached a consensus that killing Shi Daohan is no easy task when they are all at the Void God Realm. Only cultivators at the Void Cave Realm can suppress him with their higher realm.

Of course, only those holy sons and holy daughters can overpower Shi Daohan with their superior cultivation level; ordinary cultivators in the Void Realm are simply no match for him.

The Void God Realm can invoke the laws of Heaven, and Shi Daohan has only just entered this realm, yet he already possesses such astonishing combat power. This result has put immense pressure on many cultivators among the younger generation.

This is a freak. Even at the same level, his combat power is several times or even dozens of times greater than that of ordinary people. He cannot be viewed with the perspective of ordinary people.

No one stepped forward, but an endless killing intent silently permeated from all directions.

Shi Daohan knew that after this night, her days would certainly not be peaceful and tranquil.

Saying that the whole world is an enemy might be an exaggeration, but there will certainly be no shortage of battles to be fought.

……

In the land of China, the leaders and masters of the various schools of thought all frowned.

Shi Daohan has already amassed such power even before she has truly matured. If she were to gain more influence, even sect leaders and masters would likely struggle to suppress her.

"Is there anyone else who wants to fight me to the death?"

Shi Daohan asked three times but no one responded, and no more young cultivators stepped forward.

The old Taoist priest Jin Yangjun stepped forward. Although his whole body was shrouded in a heavy aura of death, no one dared to disrespect him, because he was a being who defied the Heavenly Dao!

He approached Shi Daohan, touched her brow with one finger, and a dazzling light entered her mind.

"That's... the mark of a quasi-saint!"

"With this mark on him, he will be able to sense whoever kills Shi Daohan directly."

Everyone was shocked. This was tantamount to giving Shi Daohan a life-saving charm, making people dare not easily kill him.

But he himself was already at the end of his rope, how many days did he have left to live?

How long can the deterrent effect of this "life-saving charm" last?

Everything came to an end, the storm of the night dissipated, Shi Daohan successfully broke through to the Void God Realm, and the old Taoist defied fate and was about to pass away...

Everything that happened that night is worthy of being recorded in history!

The sect leader of Qingxu looked at the magnificent church in Horagaka Academy, bowed and said, "I apologize to everyone. The incident happened suddenly, and we did not expect that Xiaodao Hanchong Pass would cause such a commotion. We, the Shushan Sect, are willing to make certain compensations for the inconvenience caused to you."

Inside the church, the high-ranking members of Horagaka Academy were still reeling from the shock. Upon hearing Sect Leader Qingxu's words, they hurriedly shook their heads and waved their hands, saying, "No, no, no, our academy has not suffered any damage and does not need any compensation!"

"Yes, yes, you're too kind, Sect Leader of Mount Shu!"

After witnessing the terrifying strength of the Eastern cultivators, they lost all their temper and forced smiles onto their faces, showing no airs of being high-ranking members of the Horagaka Academy.

"No, the compensation that is due should still be given, and Xiao Daohan is studying at Horagaka Academy. We will need everyone's help to look after him for the next three years."

The sect leader of Qingxu was very polite, saying that the compensation from Shushan would be sent over soon.

Headmaster Donaldson wanted them to stay at Horagaka College for a few days, as he had many questions about everything that had happened that night.

"We are truly sorry, but neither of us is the true form descending; this Dharma body is about to dissipate."

The answer from Sect Leader Qingxu once again shook the hearts of the high-ranking members of Horagaka Academy.

It wasn't their true forms that descended; in other words, those standing before them were merely illusory clones.

They also have similar clone magic in the West, but the clones they create are less than one-tenth the strength of the original, basically equivalent to nothing.

They didn't know if the clones of Eastern cultivators were like them. If so, and even the clones were this terrifying, what would the original body's strength be like?

In the end, the headmaster of Qingxu and other high-ranking members of Shushan left, but the old Taoist stayed and lived on Shi Daohan's Shengdajia Peak.

Shi Daohan also directly closed the Santiago Peak, cutting off the road to the mountain.

In the following days, Shi Daohan stayed by the old Taoist's side, asking him if there was any way to save his life.

"Grandmaster, why don't you take those nine drops of spiritual essence blood back?" Shi Daohan said, not wanting to see her grandmaster die because of her.

The old Taoist shook his head slightly and said, "Although Qingxu is a smooth operator and knows how to assess situations, Shushan can at most maintain a period of revival under his leadership, and it will be difficult for it to return to its former glory. This is because he cannot become a saint and does not have the strength to be respected by all under heaven, while you do! Becoming a saint is only a matter of time for you. With you, Shushan will surely return to its ancient glory!"

The old Taoist priest became more and more agitated as he spoke, his body trembling violently. Finally, he spat out a mouthful of blood with a "pfft," and Shi Daohan quickly helped him up.

"Do you understand what I mean? My life is worthless, but you are different. As long as you are here, Shushan is destined to prosper. I'm willing to trade my worthless life for Shushan's prosperity. This is a deal I've made incredibly profitable, okay?"

The old Taoist's eyes grew increasingly dim, almost turning a deathly gray, like a desolate universe devoid of life.

"Grandmaster, please don't say that..." Shi Daohan knelt down in front of the old Taoist and wept bitterly.

"I've also studied Western magic. Although it can't compare to our immortal arts and Taoist techniques, there are still many things we can learn from it. It's not a bad thing that Qingxu sent you here to broaden your horizons. The road ahead is long and arduous..."

The old Taoist patted Shi Daohan on the shoulder with a meaningful expression, then stood up unsteadily and walked outside.

"Grandmaster, where are you going?"

The old Taoist priest walked outside the main hall, looked up at the clear blue sky, and said, "Let's walk through the places we used to go together again, and then find a beautiful place to bury myself, and that will end this life."

"Shi Daohan respectfully bids farewell to Grandmaster!" Shi Daohan silently shed tears and kowtowed several times to the old Taoist's departing figure.

(End of this chapter)