The Ninth Rebirth Demon King

Although the blood had dried out, the smell of blood was still very strong under the sunlight.

The holes on his clothes were obviously pierced through by the Spiritual Strength.

Some of the holes had clearly overlapped many times, so it was easy to imagine how many times he had been attacked.

How could he survive?

The students of the Guanling Academy naturally associated the grievances between the two. However, they only thought about it, so they didn't dare to discuss it.

Feng Ting and Xin Han passed through the crowd and arrived in front of Ding Chundong, Chu Zhongqiu and Duan Ping.

Ding Chundong looked at Feng Ting with a pained expression and used a sound transmission to ask: "Junior Brother, are you alright?"

"What do you think?" Feng Ting asked.

"It should be fine." Ding Chundong felt that there shouldn't be any major problems since he could circulate between the four nether cave s.

But looking at the bloodstains on Feng Ting's body and the hole in his clothes, even he was unable to convince himself.

"Let's leave first and find a place to rest outside."

Duan Ping felt that Feng Ting's condition was too miserable, he needed to rest.

"No need." Feng Ting decisively refused.

"Junior Brother, find a place to bathe and change your clothes." Ding Chundong said.

"That's good."

Hearing Feng Ting's reply, Ding Chundong, Chu Zhongqiu and Xin Han's hearts ached even more.

On the other hand, Duan Ping felt that Feng Ting seemed to have other intentions.

"Junior Brother, are we just standing here?" Ding Chundong asked.

"This is the City Lord's Mansion, not someone who can come in just because you want to. Of course, you can stay for a moment longer, so stay for an extra moment more."

Feng Ting looked at the distant buildings and said.

Ding Chundong, Xin Han, and Chu Zhongqiu all knew about Feng Ting, knew that he was a meticulous man, and would normally not do anything meaningless.

There should be a reason behind his actions.

It was just that they truly loved Feng Ting and wanted to check his injuries.

However, if Feng Ting wanted to do this, they could only accompany him.

The City Lord's Mansion under the sunlight was grand and imposing. The buildings and the courtyard were the most desirable places in this Heavenly Book City.

Feng Ting's dressing did not match anything here.

Not only was it out of tune with the City Lord's Mansion, it was also out of tune with the people around.

He was like someone who had soaked in the blood pit for a long time and caused the blood pit to dry up. At this time, he finally emerged from the blood pit.

He was covered in dried blood stains, one after another. It was disgusting and terrifying.

Many people suspected that the blood was not Feng Ting's, because it was impossible for a person to lose such a large amount of blood.

As time passed, more and more examinees came out and left the City Lord's Mansion with their followers.

Only in the afternoon would the artefact exam be held, so during this period, basically no one would guard inside the City Lord's Mansion, and they would all go out to rest.

Feng Ting also saw his acquaintances, all of them saw him.

Qiu Tan, Hu Gaoxuan, Bai Shuo, Han Zhiju, Qiu Peng, and many students of the Guanling Academy all came out one by one, and looked at Feng Ting.

It was just because this was the City Lord's Mansion that they found it hard to reminisce about the old days. Those that should have come, or should not have come, did not come over to greet Feng Ting.

However, when these people saw Feng Ting, all of them were extremely shocked.

They were not only shocked by Feng Ting's appearance, they were also shocked by his bloodied appearance. What shocked them the most was Feng Ting's goal of not changing his appearance.

More and more people started to walk away, but Feng Ting did not have the intention to leave. He stood there like a terracotta soldier under the sunlight, radiating blood light, and also brimming with killing intent.

The fewer people there were, the more different they were.

Finally, it was noon and all the examinees had to submit their papers.

Everyone came out and left.

Feng Ting still did not have any plans to leave. This made Ding Chundong very anxious, he felt that the others were all looking at them as if they were monsters.

In comparison, Chu Zhongqiu, Duan Ping and Xin Han were much more at ease.

More and more people walked out, and the number of people in the square became fewer and fewer.

Feng Ting and the others became more and more obvious and unique, and finally, everyone left, and they seemed a little lonely.

At this time, Feng Ting still did not intend to leave.

Because there was no rule that stated they had to leave at noon after the exams were over, the guards outside the examination hall naturally had no reason to chase Feng Ting and the others away.

Under the scorching sun, in the wide square, a blood man that looked like a terracotta soldier stood there alone with two beautiful women and two young men.

Such a scene appearing in the City Lord's Mansion made the guards feel that it was not harmonious.

A tall figure came out from the examination grounds, and walked towards Feng Ting and the others.

Seeing that Zuo Hu had come, Ding Chundong felt that he would obey and leave.

Zuo Hu walked in front of Feng Ting and the others, looked left and right, and frowned helplessly.

He looked at Feng Ting and said, "Feng Ting, are you really not planning to take a bath and eat something?"

"I'm not hungry, and I don't feel like I need a bath or a change of clothes." Feng Ting laughed.

"You don't need to eat, Xin Han needs it too." Zuo Hu said.

Feng Ting laughed: "Then let Senior Sister Xin and the others leave, I'll stay here alone."

"I'll accompany you." Xin Han immediately said.

This was all within Feng Ting's expectations. He smiled and said, "Then, Vice President Zuo, please give Senior Sister Xin something to eat."

"Where can I get food?" Zuo Hu said helplessly.

"Could it be that such a large City Lord's Mansion doesn't even have anything to eat?" Feng Ting asked.

"Of course there is, but this is the City Lord's Mansion." Zuo Hu said with a heavy tone.

"What happened to City Lord's Mansion? Can't the City Lord's Mansion give us something to eat? " Feng Ting said with a stern look.

Zuo Hu could only say: "Do you think it's appropriate to eat here?"

"There doesn't seem to be a rule that forbids eating here." Feng Ting once again acted as if it was natural.

Zuo Hu was completely defeated by Feng Ting. He helplessly shook his head and said: "Alright, you can do whatever you want right?"

At this moment, an old man with a beard and hair that was completely white walked over with a servant.

In the servant's hands, there was also a food box.

"Greetings, Headmaster." Zuo Hu bowed.

"Paying respects to Director Xun …"

Duan Ping, Ding Chundong, Chu Zhongqiu and Xin Han all bowed.

Xun Hanchuan said to Xin Han: "You must be hungry? This is something to eat. See if it suits your taste. "

"Director Xun, I'm not hungry." Xin Han immediately bowed and saluted.

Feng Ting laughed: "Senior Sister Xin, eat."

Actually, Xin Han was really hungry. Before she saw Feng Ting, she didn't want to eat anything. Seeing Feng Ting, she felt her appetite grow, and wanted to eat something.

Xun Hanchuan said: "Let's go to the pavilion over there and take a seat."

"Director Xun, please." Feng Ting made a gesture of invitation.

Thus, the few of them walked into a pavilion by the side of the square.

Chu Zhongqiu accompanied Xin Han to eat, while the others casually sat around.

In the distance, the guards were baffled when they saw this scene.

They had been in the City Lord's Mansion for many years and had experienced several generations of Heavenly Book Assembly, but had never seen such a situation before. He hadn't even thought about it.

Not long after, Xin Han finished eating.

Xun Hanchuan also left with the servants. Zuo Hu did not want to stay any longer, and followed along.

Only Feng Ting, Xin Han, Chu Zhongqiu, Ding Chundong, and Duan Ping were left, they were resting in the pavilion.

Actually, other than Xin Han, Chu Zhongqiu, Ding Chundong, and Duan Ping did not need to rest, as they were not tired either.

On the other hand, they felt that Feng Ting needed to rest, because he was just a blood man right now.

"Junior Brother, do you want to sleep for a while?" Ding Chundong asked.

"I'm fine."

As Feng Ting spoke, he walked out of the pavilion and casually stood under the sunlight.

Ding Chundong hurriedly followed his out. Xin Han also wanted to accompany his as well, so Chu Zhongqiu pulled her back.

Feng Ting shook his head, indicating that she should stay in the pavilion.

Duan Ping did not follow him out either. He quietly sat in the pavilion and looked at Feng Ting.

He understood in his heart that Feng Ting wanted the entire world to know that he had been destroyed. As for who, let others think about it.

An hour later, some examinees walked into the plaza. They were extremely surprised to see that Feng Ting was still covered in blood.

He's like this, does the City Lord's Mansion not care about him?

Seeing that there were a lot of people, Feng Ting returned to the pavilion. In this wide plaza, this pavilion was a rather eye-catching place. Previously, no examinee had dared to enter the pavilion.

Now that this pavilion had become Feng Ting's resting place, it naturally became the focus of attention.

Finally, the artefact exam began.

Feng Ting and Xin Han followed the stream of people and walked into the examination grounds.

The process of the examination was very nervous for the majority of the people, but it was extremely easy for Feng Ting.

He still accurately chose the questions that Xin Han wasn't sure of. He had answered them himself and let Xin Han answer the remaining questions.

They were the first ones to hand in their papers. When they walked out of the examination hall, they naturally became the focus of attention again.

Since today's exam was already over, it was time for Feng Ting and the others to leave. However, they did not leave. Instead, they continued to stay in that pavilion. It was as if that pavilion was a treasure trove of feng shui that they were unwilling to part with.

Only when the exam was completely over did they finally leave the plaza and walk out of City Lord's Mansion.

He had originally thought that the examinees who had come out first would quickly leave. He never expected that most of them would still stay at the large plaza in front of the City Lord's Mansion.

Ding Chundong said to Feng Ting in a low voice: "Junior Brother, are they waiting for us?"

"Maybe." Feng Ting casually replied.

"Shall we go?" Ding Chundong asked.

"Let's go."

Hearing Feng Ting's affirmation, Ding Chundong's heart could finally be considered to be at peace. Although he knew that Feng Ting must have his reasons for doing this, he felt that it was a little too obvious.

They got on the car, left the plaza and went straight to guangling garden.

In the carriage, everyone actually wanted to ask Feng Ting what had happened in the past three days, but no one spoke up first.

Just like this, the carriage quietly returned to the guangling garden.

Feng Ting, Xin Han, Ding Chundong and the others got off the carriage, and Duan Ping followed the carriage and left.

Before he left, he told everyone that he would pick them up in the morning.

After they entered the eighth courtyard, Ding Chundong asked Feng Ting: "Junior Brother, do you want to take a bath?"

"Senior Brother Ding, do you think I need a bath?" Feng Ting laughed.

"Yes."

"Then prepare water."

"Alright."

Ding Chundong immediately went to prepare the hot water.