Though Ye Qing Ling was controlled by the demonic sword, she was still conscious of her surroundings.
At this moment a sense of fear rise in her heart to watch him fight without having second thoughts about his own life.
Since when did he switch himself from a weakling to someone with such strong willpower?
What kind of magic power did that woman Ye Qing Luo hold?
Not only did she transform herself but also the people around her!
The minute Ye Qing Ling thought about her, she couldn’t help feeling the wave of jealousy emerged from her emotions.
I had wanted to spare your life! Fine, the game is over!
The profound Yin Qi began to surge from the bottom of her eyes.
In that instant, countless rays of Qi blossomed out from her body.
The confrontation with his long blade started to tremble.
This is bad! She has combined herself with the demonic sword!
Old Man Cang urged with an eager voice.
Two in one?
Ye Qing Luo’s face paled into a shade of white.
Why did Ye Qing Ling detest her so much?
So much that she had chosen to kill him no matter what it took including sacrificing her life?
To combine oneself with the demonic sword was as good as offering the soul to devil and sinking oneself into the hands of evil.
If you were lucky, you might still be able to disengage from the dark side.
But if you had ran out of luck…..
You would end up becoming its source of energy and be devoured!
Old Man Cang spelled out the solution hurriedly:
Silly gal, you need to get out of here and find the Master of Justice to admit defeat on his behalf if you still want him alive!
Admit defeat?
The reason why Ye Feng Yu persisted for so long was to grab the opportunity to enter the Academy.
He… would never succumbed defeat…
Don’t think so much anymore, he still has a second chance to enter the Academy and can use it during the next recruitment drive!
The old man voice got more edgy:
Nothing matters more now than to keep him alive!
If he was dead, it was as good as losing this duel too.
As long as he was still around, he could still fight on in days to come.
Old Man Cang would not have made all this talk without a cause.
Ye Qing Luo gazed at her brother on the stage where he fought stubbornly regardless of his injuries.
She took a deep breath and shut her eyes.
Coagulating her senses, she was back to the audience area outside the Heavenly Pagoda.
Zi Ling saw the Seventh Young Miss’s body inched and anxiously grabbed her by the arm:
Young Miss, Eighth Young Master….. Young Master he…..
The bag of heavenly stones was planted into her palm before she could even finish her sentence.
Ye Qing Luo’s shadow had speedily drifted through the audience area where she arrived by the main stage with a few twists and turns.
There were several tables at the back of the main stage.
A few elderly dressed in white robes sat around dowdily.
She had noticed that there were various types of badges sewn on their clothes.
The badges were bar-shaped in different colours.
It could most probably represent their status in the Heavenly Academy.
The young lady browsed through the group of elderly quickly before deciding on one.
He had lied on the table to take a catnap and next to the table was a banner flapped in the wind with the word Justice written on it.
She could not see his badge but presumably that he was the man she was looking for.
Ye Qing Luo walked over briskly.
The rest of them who were still chatting with each other abruptly ended their conversation as they sat there with their widen eyes and bewilder look watching the young lady.
Isn’t that the Old Man Gui You, that young girl…. She is heading towards his direction!
That silly gal must be tired of living! How dare she interrupt his sleep?
Will there be bloodshed?
This is so going to affect the Heavenly Academy’s prestige!
The group of them debated one after another all simultaneously.
Ye Qing Luo didn’t probe who this old man Gui You was.
She merely hastened forward and slammed her palm on the table with a loud bam:
Master of Justice, I am here to concede defeat on behalf of my younger brother!
