Martial Soul: Be a Saint

C144 To see through or not to tell



C144 To see through or not to tell

He then answered him with surprising patience, "These are the goods that our academy uses to research. The path of martial arts is profound and difficult to understand. We are full of yearning for the cultivation methods of the ancient powers, so we want to unearth some useful information!"    

    

"Vice Principal means that you want to plunder the memories of the past lives of these souls?" Jia Ren's mind shook, he was surprised, and asked him quickly.    

    

"More or less! This is an internal secret of the Tianwu Academy, I hope you do not spread it, so that it will not cause any negative effects, do you know? " Jun Yueting replied him in a very quiet manner, and did not forget to remind him even after he was done.    

    

Once he said that, Jia Ren's expression became solemn, and promised him in a solemn tone: "Vice Principal, don't worry. In our business, we will never reveal any information about our employers!"    

    

"This is for the best …"    

    

Jun Yueting nodded, but intentionally or not, he glanced at Wu Hao, who was sitting cross-legged in cultivation on the bronze coffin.    

    

The feeling Wu Hao gave him was very unreal, as if there was a layer of mist blocking his vision, making him unable to see clearly the essence of Wu Hao.    

    

The mysteriousness and caution revealed by Wu Hao could not help but make it difficult for him to act blindly without thinking.    

    

In the next few days, Wu Hao sat cross-legged next to the bronze coffin and did not let anyone near.    

    

He didn't give Jun Yueting any chance.    

    

Maybe, as a strong Ranker, Jun Yueting couldn't use force against a group of juniors, so he didn't take action at all, acting as if nothing had happened.    

    

However, Wu Hao knew clearly in his heart that the other party had been harboring ill intentions. As for the specifics, he had yet to figure out them yet, but as for the explanation that the other party gave to Jia Ren, he scoffed at it.    

    

The soul of a bronze coffin had long since lost the consciousness of her previous life. If he wanted to search his soul for the memories of her previous life, wouldn't that be nonsense?    

    

Actually, there was another reason why he didn't trust the other party.    

    

This was because Jun Yueting was the mysterious hundred year old man who asked the Falcon Mercenaries to escort the bronze coffin inside the Demon Cave.    

    

This person had pretended to be of two identities and specially teleported a group of primordial divine souls thousands of miles away to the Tianwu Academy. On the way, he even made a move, but no one knew what he actually wanted to do.    

    

If not for him revealing his true face in the end and Jia Ren recognizing him, even now, he still wouldn't have known that the other party was actually the Vice Principal of the Tianwu Academy.    

    

As someone who was famous in the Martial Cultivation World, if she did such a sneaky thing, her reputation would be ruined.    

    

As a result, Wu Hao did not manage to see through it.    

    

For this reason, he had been spared a fatal disaster.    

    

And at this time.    

    

Outside Central State City, in the mysterious valley that was filled with poison mechanisms and formations, Leng Feng who was heavily injured by the heavenly thunder stumbled back.    

    

As soon as he returned, he alarmed Jia Yi who was still in the valley waiting for news.    

    

"Master, Master, what's wrong?"    

    

Seeing that Leng Feng's face was pale white and had staggered back while holding onto his chest, Jia Yi revealed a face of concern as he went forward to welcome him.    

    

When Leng Feng saw that he had finally returned to his own territory, he was shocked in his heart. Adding to the fact that he was dragging his heavily injured body back to his territory, he was already exhausted.    

    

"Disciple, that … That brat … "So powerful …"    

    

Leng Feng did not finish his words. His mind was finally relieved, and he fainted.    

    

Hearing that, Jia Yi's pupils suddenly shrank, he lowered his head and quickly thought, then looked at the unconscious Leng Feng, a demonic look surfaced on his face.    

    


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