The Demonic King Chases His Wife

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Standing right under the stage, Fairy Wu You’s hands were clenching her hands into fists!

Spirit World… That place definitely might have even more handsome, even better virtuous men— she had to go there! Her beauty couldn’t be wasted on this small little Blue Sky Continent.

At the same time, Su Luo’s horizons had also been opened up, widening her perspective.

Originally, her goal had been to rank number 1 on the Dragon List. But after hearing what the Eighth Elder said, she was extremely curious about this mysterious Spirit World.

At this time, the Eighth Elder turned back to his main topic. “In fact, this information is considered to be highly confidential and people at your level shouldn't have access to it, but the circumstances right now are different from what it used to be.”

The Eighth Elder gazed deeply at the people under the podium. “Your upperclassmen are all putting their lives on the line fighting the Mystic clan at the Extraterritorial Battlefield. The few graduates from our Genius Training Camp, all of them are also risking their lives for the battle. But lately, the situation there has been getting worse, and the rate of survival has been decreasing.”

“What happened?” Fairy Wu You frowned.

“In the past year or two, the Mystic clan has been united as never before, especially in this past year.” There was obvious despair in the Eighth Elder’s eyes as he said, “It is said that there is a new young leader in the Mystic clan who’s both incredibly talented and cunning. Many of our strong fighters have already died in his hands.”

“With the rise of this new leader in the Mystic clan, their strong soldiers are growing by the day while ours are decreasing drastically, if this situation continues on, it will be difficult to predict our future.” The Eighth Elder’s heavy eyes gazed down at the students: “You must grow up quickly to protect our continent from being trampled by the Mystic clan!”

“Protect our continent from being bullied by the Mystic clan!” Everyone under the podium said in unison.

“Yes.” The Eighth Elder was satisfied with the reactions coming from everyone in the class.

But when his glance swept over Su Luo, his eyebrows raised.

Because Su Luo didn’t follow everyone in saying these words. At this moment, Su Luo’s brows were furrowed, and her face was wrinkled into the shape of a little bitter gourd. Furthermore, her gaze seemed to be drifting, vacant—she didn’t seem to be listening to him.

The Eighth Elder felt as if his authority was being disrespected.

And so, he glared viciously at Su Luo!

Su Luo seemed completely oblivious to Eighth Elder’s furious glance, because at this moment her mind was completely focused on his words.

Mystic clan, a new leader….

Was he Yun Qi? What if he was Yun Qi? If he was really Yun Qi, then...

In the quiet classroom, Su Luo suddenly raised a question: “Eighth Elder, do you know who the new leader of the Mystic clan is?”

Everyone looked at Su Luo as if they were looking at an idiot. This was the extremely prestigious leader of the Mystic clan, the Mystic Clan’s most powerful person, how would the Eighth Elder know his name? Was Su Luo trying to joke around?

But the Eighth Elder’s answer was entirely beyond everyone's expectations.

“The new leader of the Mystic clan is called Yun Qi.” The Eighth Elder calmly said.

Yun Qi...

So, it really was Yun Qi!!!

Su Luo sucked in a heavy breath of cold air. Even though she had previously already guessed this, now that it was confirmed, she still found it difficult to accept the truth.

How much time had it been? How could Yun Qi have already become the new leader of the Mystic clan? If he really was the new leader of the Mystic clan, wasn’t he most likely extremely powerful? Exactly how strong was he? These kinds of questions were floating through Su Luo’s mind endlessly.

The Eighth Elder fixed his gaze on Su Luo, as if he expected something from her myriad of expressions.