The Ninth Rebirth Demon King

Xun Hanchuan picked up the teacup, casually took a sip, and said: "Yes … If we push the death of Qiu Xian onto the Guanling Academy, and link this with those four troublemakers, we can join forces with the City Lord's Mansion and make it so that there is no more hope for the Guanling Academy. "

Zuo Hu was shocked, and immediately said: "Principal, since it's like this, we should have made our preparations earlier."

"What's there to prepare?" Xun Hanchuan once again revealed a casual look of disapproval.

"Principal, since they want to deal with our Guanling Academy, of course we have to prepare."

Xun Hanchuan looked at Zuo Hu and asked: "Did you kill Qiu Xian? Did you kill Qiu Zhen? "

Zuo Hu shook his head.

"Was that killed by the other headmasters of the Guanling Academy?"

"Probably not." Zuo Hu continued to shake his head.

"Since their death has nothing to do with us, Guanling Academy, how are they going to deal with us?" Xun Hanchuan's face revealed a kind and domineering aura, "Eighteen years ago, they couldn't even use those four troublemakers to defeat our Guanling Academy, much less now."

"The dean is right."

This was also what Zuo Hu admired the most about Xun Hanchuan. Eighteen years ago, when the Guanling Academy was in a storm, the Headmaster was able to stabilize the situation and make the Guanling Academy even more famous.

Xun Hanchuan said: "Sometimes, when you play around with schemes and tricks too much, it will cause even more trouble."

"Yes."

"Compared to that, I prefer Feng Ting's directness." Xun Hanchuan laughed.

"Is Feng Ting direct?"

Zuo Hu didn't think that Feng Ting was being direct at all. That guy was quiet, but he was extremely shrewd, and his schemes were even harder to guard against.

Xun Hanchuan laughed: "He is taciturn, he is shrewd, he has many schemes. I think he was bored, not thinking of schemes. If he wanted to deal with someone, he would be very direct. For example, when he challenged Qiu Xian in Book Pavilion, he just wanted Qiu Xian to stay away from him. This logic is very clear, and this method is also very domineering. "

Hearing that, Zuo Hu could not help but laugh, thinking that it was true.

He said, "This is similar to the four of them."

"Yes, but unfortunately, Feng Ting is alone."

A tinge of regret appeared in Xun Hanchuan's eyes.

"Furthermore, he will never be able to become a Spirit Cultivator again in his lifetime." Zuo Hu said.

Xun Hanchuan frowned, this was his heart.

Zuo Hu suddenly thought of a problem, and said: "Yuanhang, do you know where Feng Ting is at Qiu Family?"

"Checking."

Zuo Hu asked again: "Yes, will the Principal personally go to the Qiu Family to save Feng Ting?"

Hearing that, Xun Hanchuan looked at Zuo Hu with dissatisfaction, and said: "Why have you become stupid again?"

Zuo Hu lowered his head in embarrassment: "Principal, I asked a question that I shouldn't have."

"Could it be that I'm the only person in this world who can challenge Qiu Family?" Xun Hanchuan asked.

"Probably not." Zuo Hu started to understand. It seemed that the Principal had found some strong helpers to help him.

"Also, take care of Xin Han, she is Feng Ting's lifeblood. If anything happens to that girl, Feng Ting will come back and fight you to the death. " Xun Hanchuan said in a serious tone.

Zuo Hu hurriedly nodded: "Yes, I understand. I have already let Duan Ping accompany Xin Han to participate in the Heavenly Book Assembly. "

"One Duan Ping is not enough."

"Then I'll send two more to accompany her." Xun Hanchuan said.

"From now on, you have to protect Xin Han at all times. I'm talking about your personal protection, not being accompanied. " Xun Hanchuan ordered.

"Yes, I understand." Zuo Hu suddenly understood that the dean had not only asked him to protect Xin Han, but also to protect him from entering Heavenly Book Assembly. It was even more so to protect Xin Han's safety, because Xin Han was Feng Ting's lifeblood. If Xin Han was also caught, then it would be very difficult for Feng Ting's mouth to get tough. If one's mouth wasn't firm, then the danger would be great.

"Go." Xun Hanchuan said as he picked up his teacup and continued drinking his tea.

"Yes."

Zuo Hu got up and left.

When he left Hanchuan Mansion, he immediately sent Duan He to see where Xin Han and Duan Ping were.

Not long after, Duan He returned. After saying that Xin Han was taking Chang Guinong's lesson, Zuo Hu went to Gui Nong Tower and shouldered the heavy responsibility of protecting Xin Han at all times.

As the sky darkened, the entire Qiu Family's mansion seemed to have become even quieter.

In that secluded courtyard, in that cage, it should be the quietest place in Qiu Family's mansion.

Inside the cage, there was a man covered in blood lying motionless on the ground.

Anyone who saw it would think it was a dead man.

There were dried blood stains everywhere under his body and even in the entire cage.

No one would doubt if ten streams of blood flowed out from these bloodstains.

The bloody man's hands moved, and then his feet moved.

Then, with a slight movement of his head, he exhausted all his strength and turned over, lying on his back in a pool of dried blood.

He was still alive, his face covered with layers and layers of blood, then layers and layers, forming a blood-red mask.

Only his eyes were still shining, proof that he was still alive.

"Whooosh."

His breathing was a little ragged, like the breathing of a dying man.

However, as time passed, his breathing seemed to become calmer.

His lips were slightly parted, and the dried blood on and around his lips was cracked like dry earth.

Finally, his breathing calmed down completely. A look of disdain appeared in his eyes, and a trace of a smile even emerged on his face.

Under such a scene, anyone who saw this scene would feel confused and confused.

A person who had died who knows how many times could still smile, and there was even a hint of disdain in that smile. If this person wasn't crazy, then he should be an idiot.

Just like that, he lay on the ground and closed his eyes again. He looked like a dead man. However, endless spiritual energy was surging within his body. In this world where the Spirit Cultivator was revered, no one would have such vigorous spirit energy.

As he raised his fist, spiritual energy vibrated and dispersed layer by layer.

He patiently punched again and again, dispersing the spiritual energy time and time again, making him look even more idiotic.

A person who was about to die, while lying on the ground and cultivating martial skills, not only was he an idiot, he was also a madman.

After an hour, the door opened.

A tall middle-aged man walked in, with two Spirit Cultivator following behind him.

The three of them stood outside the cage and looked at the blood man.

Shortly after, the door to the cage opened. The middle-aged man walked in and looked down at the bloody figure.

"Feng Ting, Sixth Master has come to see you."

"Feng Ting, open your eyes."

The two guards called out to Feng Ting, they were really worried that he would die.

One of them stepped forward to kick Feng Ting. It was at this time that Feng Ting opened his eyes, and the killing intent in his eyes caused the guard to retract his leg.

"Qiu Zhongxun, you're here again." Feng Ting laughed weakly: "If you want to torture this daddy, then do it."

"You reckless youngster!" Qiu Zhongxun laughed disdainfully: "Feng Ting, I have no choice but to admire your perseverance."

"Cut the crap, let's do it." Feng Ting said as he closed his eyes.

"I'll help you."

As Qiu Zhongxun spoke, he swung out his palm and a wave of Spiritual Strength turned into a heavy hammer, smashing onto Feng Ting's chest.

"Bam."

Feng Ting's chest immediately caved in, his head and legs were shaken so hard that he was forced to raise them up, and blood powerlessly flowed out of his mouth.

His eyes seemed unable to open, unable to close, as if he had died.

When the two guards behind Qiu Zhongxun saw this, their hearts secretly trembled.

Sixth Master was enraged, he wanted to kill this brat!

"If he doesn't die after two hours, continue to take care of him." After Qiu Zhongxun finished speaking, he turned around and left.

"Yes, yes."

Two guards at the same level as agreed and sent him off respectfully.

At the door, the two turned around and looked at the motionless Feng Ting. They felt that he was really going to die this time.

The two of them closed the door and the room immediately turned dark.

Feng Ting laid on the ground, motionless, the blood at the corner of his mouth still powerlessly flowed. Under his body, the pool of dried blood once again became slightly moist.

After a long while, the fresh blood had already dried up.

Suddenly, Feng Ting's chest moved a bit, he opened his eyes, which were still bright with a hint of disdain, and a smile once again appeared on his mouth. It was as if Qiu Zhongxun was not giving him death, but a present.

In reality, what Qiu Zhongxun had given him was not death, but a present. After being tortured for an entire day, not only was he able to see the barrier of Sentencing Lord boundary, he was also able to use his spirit energy to touch the barrier in his dantian and meridians. What he needed to do now was to accumulate his strength, break through the barrier, and step into the Sentencing Lord boundary.

Sentencing Lord boundary, able to torture cultivators. Such a cruel method of cultivation, it was no wonder that it would be abandoned.

If it was not for the help of the Healing Flame, he could have healed his injuries at any time. If he hadn't been reborn and experienced countless trials and tribulations, he wouldn't have been able to persevere like this.

After an hour, Feng Ting's internal injuries had mostly healed, so he controlled the Healing Flame and stopped healing.

A moment later, the door opened and the two guards entered. All of them were Nether Cave Primary Grade s, so perceptual power were very strong. They could immediately sense that Feng Ting was not dead yet. The two of them glanced at each other, both admiring this youth's tenacity.

If it was them, they would have died several times already.

The two of them opened the cage and stood in front of Feng Ting, condescendingly looking at the person wrapped in fresh blood.

One of the guards said, "Feng Ting, if I were you, I would have told you everything I know as soon as possible so that I wouldn't suffer anymore."

"Why do you have to suffer in order to protect others and make yourself suffer so much?" Another guard sighed.

The corner of Feng Ting's mouth revealed a smile: "You guys don't need to speak any further nonsense. Whatever tricks you have, just use them all."

One of them said, "Feng Ting, if your parents and relatives know how sad you are right now."

"I can't bear to watch this any longer, so hurry up and tell me."

The two pretended to look regretful, as if their hearts really ached.