High above in the sky, the leaden clouds dispersed, revealing a blue sky with edges of clouds brilliantly rimd with golden light.
The sunlight dazzlingly shone down, which on the body should have been warm and comfortable.
But for many inside Little Spirit Sound Institute, it brought nothing but a chilling coldness throughout the body.
Heavy, dejected, despairing, helpless...
Various emotions surged within Little Spirit Sound Institute.
The principal of Haoran Academy, who was actually the Sect Master of this Divine Sect of Haoran Academy, Bai Buxi, with his Confucian robe fluttering, wore an expression of slight helplessness as he stroked his hanging beautiful beard and looked at a young scholar dressed in a blue Confucian robe.
"You go."
"Just go through the motions, Haoran Academy is giving up on this preliminary banquet."
Bai Buxi said calmly.
"We at Haoran Academy are scholars by nature, not given to brawling, although we are not necessarily afraid of it, but... if we can’t win, there’s no need to fight."
"For scholars, harmony is precious."
Bai Buxi did not cover up, frankly stating that their hero was no match for Li Che.
The number one hero of Haoran Academy, sitting in the corner, nodded incessantly, for a scholar should have a balanced mind, and if they can’t win, there’s no need to face the beating.
Haoran Academy’s number one hero, Cui Haoran, nodded continuously with his eyes closed.
"Ah?! Principal... you want to fight Li Half-Saint? ? Really ?!"
The scholar nad felt like the sky had fallen.
Even soone like Senior Brother Cui had to avoid facing the formidable, even the direct disciple of Ji Moli, Zhou Chiguo, who possessed the cultivation of Martial Saint and Divine Fetus, was utterly crushed.
You ask him, a Divine Origin Great True Man, to take on such a demon king when he is rely a conscientious little scholar of the martial path not even reaching the level of a Grandmaster?
Principal... how can you bear this!
However, the scholar, though filled with frustration, could only reluctantly agree in the end.
He was not foolish, it was clear that the principal had abandoned this battle, and sending him... was essentially like giving Li Che a free pass.
It was rely to not waste one of Cui Haoran’s opportunities to participate in the preliminary banquet.
The favored are always fearless, if he had Senior Brother Cui’s talent, he might not have been chosen to be sent to the banquet.
Nevertheless, this disciple was straightforward, composed a poem on the spot, with great spirit akin to a heroic sacrifice, grasping the Peach Branch, and was directly teleported into the Divine Palace.
In this battle, even the Six Great Divine Sects’ Sect Masters were too lazy to enter the Divine Palace to watch because there was no suspense.
Their gazes all turned, focusing on the figure with an incomparably heavy atmosphere in the courtyard.
Ji Moli and his direct disciple Zhou Chiguo continued to stand in the center of the courtyard, both incomparably cold, entering the Divine Palace to watch the return banquet of Li Che and Zhou Chiguo’s fight.
However, Ji Moli soon withdrew.
He saw Li Che take Zhou Chiguo’s White Jade Lute, saying it was as a wager for Zhou Chiguo’s engagent.
All six Divine Sect Masters had placed wagers, and since Ji Moli let his disciple participate, he couldn’t possibly offer nothing and just gain a turn for free, could he?
The expressions of the other six Divine Sect Masters changed, but they said nothing about Li Che’s action.
It can only be said...
Li Che, without a doubt, lives up to his reputation of being straightforward and honest.
Indeed, considerate, thoughtful, excelling in fairness.
Not to ntion, taking Ji Moli’s direct disciple’s White Jade Lute, which is a Mythical Weapon of Four Imperial Lower Rank, a legacy weapon from Universal Salvation Vajra’s Four Heavenly Kings’ Mysterious Temple that Ji Moli obtained.
Its value is arguably no less than Grandmaster Huang i’s Three Lifetis Body.
Zhou Chiguo stood uneasily beside Ji Moli, his head lowered, his face extrely ugly, with his scarlet, glassy eyes filled with terror and despair.
He ruined everything!
That Mythical Weapon, Universal Salvation Vajra King Earth Fire Water Wind Zither... was extrely important to the Prince!
This was greatly consequential!
He actually... lost such a Divine Weapon!
Zhou Chiguo was filled with unease, but amidst his fear, a hint of white seed to flash across his scarlet, glassy eyes, leaving him sowhat bewildered amidst the panic...
As if trying to cleanse away the scarlet glaze.
Ji Moli slowly opened his eyes, the clang of mysterious black armor resounding, a stormy wind raging through the courtyard, reflecting his extrely angry heart.
His eyes deep and dark, revealing no emotions, yet everyone could feel the oppressive atmosphere.
"Prince, Li Half-Saint asked us to convey that the White Jade Lute has been taken by Li Half-Saint as the wager for your disciple’s participation in the banquet..."
Huang i spoke, his tone calm.
On his deeply wrinkled old face, there was an imperceptible smile.
Didn’t you have such a strong presence, unquestionable confidence?
Thought your disciple of Ji Moli had extraordinary strength...
But didn’t he still lose?
Wasn’t he also sent off?
Ji Moli glanced at Huang i, with a slight frown, and finally exhaled: "Indeed, you all placed wagers, since I skipped the line, naturally I should also place a wager."
"Fair."
Ji Moli said calmly.
He then said nothing more, turning, his black cloak swirled like a dark cloud covering the sky, heading out of the courtyard.
Zhou Chiguo hurried to follow, every step seemingly trembling.
After leaving the courtyard.
Ji Moli’s gaze looked towards the direction of Qianyuan Institute.
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