Starting by picking up a female fan, he swept through the martial arts world.

Chapter 111 Vengeful Ghosts Claim Lives, River Waves Surge Over the Tower

"I have some things to take care of, so I'll be leaving for a while."

Bai Zhaoli was clearly taken aback when Jiang Lang said those words.

She felt she should be angry because she had taken the initiative to create this atmosphere, but Jiang Lang suddenly wanted to run away.

But she wasn't angry.

Although she didn't see the specific content on Jiang Lang's phone, she could clearly sense Jiang Lang's emotions.

In a daze.

Panic.

fury!

She had never seen Jiang Lang so emotional.

Something big must have happened.

She took a deep breath: "Is what you're going to do very dangerous? I want to go with you!"

"you----"

Jiang Lang struggled with his expression, but finally gritted his teeth and said, "It's not dangerous! I can go by myself, you—you wait for me!"

That's all.

He conjured a dazzling starlight in his right hand, and with a swift motion, he cut a jagged rift in the air before flashing inside.

Bai Zhaoli felt as if she had been punched hard in the heart, and shouted, "Be careful, I'll wait for you to come back!"

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From within the crack, the sound of the river seemed to drift, but it was shattered by the dense spatial turbulence, leaving only a faint noise.

A moment later, the crack disappeared.

Bai Zhaoli bit her lip tightly, her expression full of worry.

She had inquired about Jiang Lang's past, but she knew that this was not the whole story. If the part she knew was the whole story, he would definitely not be the way he is today.

Besides Liaocheng, he must have another equally painful memory.

She still remembers the scene when Jiang Lang had just returned from Dou Yunqi's place, and how he was trying his best to suppress his emotions.

Although the compression was successful, Bai Zhaoli knew that he had been suppressing it very hard.

Jiang Lang's loss of composure just now must be related to that memory.

For a moment, she felt very lost.

She felt disappointed that she hadn't been able to completely open Jiang Lang's heart.

But right now she couldn't care less about feeling disappointed; her heart was filled with worry.

He should be fine on this trip!

He's so capable, he'll definitely be fine!

Bai Zhaoli kept trying to comfort herself, but she couldn't really put her mind at ease.

She paced back and forth on the terrace, finally making a phone call: "Xiao Jiu, help me monitor for any unusual activity around Yunjin. Notify me immediately if you find anything!"

Under the cover of the mirror, the river surged forward without causing any disturbance.

Half an hour would be enough for him to get there, but it would be a very rushed time, and his mood was becoming increasingly irritable.

During his frantic run, one question after another flashed through his mind.

What exactly was the purpose of this banquet?

Why were all the main forces involved in the encirclement and suppression still present?

What role did Liu Xiu play in it?

And—is she there?

Is she still alive?

One question after another popped up, and scenes from the past followed closely behind, constantly cramming into his already crowded mind, giving him a splitting headache, and causing his murderous intent to surge again and again.

In his rage, it was as if a natural disaster had erupted within his inner world.

Earthquakes, fires, lava, gales, and tsunamis pushed his stable mental world, which had been stable for many years, to the brink of collapse.

The Mirror of Orion and Destiny flickered incessantly, blurring the boundary between spirit and matter, and unleashing the furious ape within.

As he ran, Jiang Lang's body grew taller and taller, reaching over two meters in the blink of an eye.

This is a ferocious ape!

With the change in his body, his speed increased dramatically, and before long, he was able to see the Mingde Manor that Liu Xiu had mentioned in the distance.

Mingde Manor.

The banquet hall was bustling with activity as people ate and drank.

The banquet was attended by many prominent figures from various families, so the number of attendees was not large. It seemed to be just a simple gathering of friends, and the atmosphere at the banquet was quite harmonious.

Everyone chatted politely yet warmly.

But everyone's eyes held a faint sense of urgency, and they would occasionally glance in one direction.

Li Heng couldn't help but look at Fang Yibo: "General Fang, has Dean Liu not recovered yet?"

"Yes, is he alright?"

Shi Ming couldn't help but ask with concern.

This banquet was secretly convened by Fang Yibo. Those invited were all key figures in the suppression of Mo Li back then, and all of them had to be at least major generals.

The reason given was that Liu Xiu had deciphered the secret of the four secret societies, but he still needed the items collected by each department back then to complete the final puzzle.

Four monks practicing together!

This is the current theoretical upper limit, but apart from Mo Li, no one has ever reached it.

The appearance of the Silent Official drove them mad with fear and mad with desire. After capturing that group, they divided up everything in the base. Although they handed it all over to their respective clans, they secretly kept backups in order to decipher this secret.

If we can decipher it, we can create a group of top experts!

But after all these years, they haven't made any progress.

Until Liu Xiu appeared!

They had been eagerly anticipating this moment, and once the atmosphere was right, they asked Liu Xiu what the situation was.

Of course, they knew that Liu Xiu, as the one who deciphered this secret, would definitely ask for a considerable price.

But as long as they can cooperate to decipher the code, they are willing to consider any conditions he offers.

But no one expected that Liu Xiu would be such a mood killer.

Just as the banquet was about to get down to business, Liu Xiu suddenly fainted, his nose bleeding profusely, and he had to be taken to the rest room for treatment by a doctor.

According to Liu Yun, Liu Xiu's condition was caused by excessive radiation exposure from spending too much time in the laboratory, and she would be fine after a rest.

It's been so long, why isn't it better yet!

Faced with the urging of the crowd.

Fang Yibo could only sigh helplessly: "I just urged them, and the doctor said there's nothing seriously wrong, but we still need to let Dean Liu take it easy."

"Alright!"

Everyone could only nod.

no way.

Who can blame him but the director of the Spark Research Institute!

Although the Spark Research Institute is not an armed unit, its symbolic significance is becoming increasingly lofty.

Among those present were major generals and lieutenant generals, but not a single one dared to publicly humiliate Liu Xiu.

Liu Xiu was the only one in the rest room.

He was holding his phone, shaking his leg, and happily playing a match-3 game.

I was humming a song while playing, and I wondered who came up with this thing. It was really weird.

Unfortunately, after entering the new era, the world's game development capabilities have declined by more than one level. For many years, no good games have been developed, and we can only dig up these old relics from the archives of the old era.

Hey!

Liu Xiu felt a pang of regret, for the more materially abundant an era was, the more brilliant its spiritual civilization became.

But that era is gone forever.

Regardless of all that.

Keep playing!

Just as they were having a great time, there was a knock on the door.

"Who?"

"Dean, it's me!"

"Oh! Come in!"

Liu Xiu was fiddling with her phone, not even looking up.

Liu Yun pushed open the door and came in, walking to the side and lowering his voice, "Dean, everyone's waiting for you!"

"Then let them wait!"

"no?"

Liu Yun was taken aback: "Aren't you going to explain anything to them?"

Liu Xiu countered, "What are you talking about?"

Liu Yun looked completely bewildered: "Didn't you want to talk about four people practicing together—?"

Liu Xiu pointed to his nose: "Something my dad researched for decades and still couldn't figure out, do you think I could figure it out?"

Liu Yun choked for a moment: "Then you—"

"You're kidding them!"

"But you spent the last few days and nights in the lab."

"Oh! You've been hiding away and eating ginseng every day, haven't you seen how much it's made my nose bleed?"

"But what if they ask—"

"They probably won't live to ask."

Liu Xiu checked the time, stood up, and stretched. "It's about time. I shouldn't keep them waiting any longer; that would be impolite."

Liu Yun: "————"

You know it's impolite?

He was somewhat confused, but he still helped Liu Xiu out the door, pretending that the hospital director was recovering from a serious illness.

The moment Liu Xiu reappeared in the banquet hall, the previously somber atmosphere instantly became lively.

"Dean Liu is here!"

"How is Dean Liu feeling?"

"Our Wild-Style Hospital specializes in repairing radiation damage. Come here in a few days for some recuperation."

Everyone showed Liu Xiu great respect and concern.

Liu Xiu's face was also full of polite yet warm smiles: "Sorry to keep you all waiting. I wasn't trying to pique your curiosity, it's just that my health was really letting me down. Fortunately, I've recovered, and I'll now give you a proper explanation of the theoretical basis of the Four Abodes Cultivation Method, Liu Yun!"

"Why!"

Liu quickly took the projector out of his bag and opened the PowerPoint presentation.

Everyone felt a headache coming on when they saw the PPT. Although cultivators who wanted to reach the top level could not do without theoretical knowledge, they were, after all, crude martial artists. Forcing them to understand profound concepts was the most painful thing for them.

A group of major generals and lieutenant generals looking at a PowerPoint presentation—this scene is rather abstract.

However, they had no choice but to grit their teeth and listen, even if it meant memorizing every word.

It's okay if you don't understand now; just keep repeating it and someone will eventually understand.

But as they listened, they sensed something was off.

How can I understand all of this content?

It seems like I have some basic knowledge.

At this point, one netizen asked, "Dean Liu, isn't what you're saying somewhat basic?"

Liu Xiu smiled and said, "I still hope everyone can understand it on the spot. It's better to explain it from simple to complex. The PPT has over a hundred pages, so don't rush!"

Everyone was deeply moved, thinking that he was indeed the dean of the Spark Research Institute. He showed the attitude of a professional teacher from the very beginning. If any professor responsible for guiding their theory had this kind of patience, everyone's cultivation would not be so painful.

Listen again; you should hear the important part later on.

So everyone focused their attention and found that the content was becoming more and more profound. However, Liu Xiu spoke very slowly and still did not get to the point, which made everyone a little anxious.

until a certain moment.

Liu Xiu seemed to suddenly regain his energy, and roared, "Alright! Now, here comes the important part!"

In an instant, everyone perked up.

But at this very moment...

"boom!"

A figure forcefully blasted open the hall door.

Liu Xiu looked at the tall, dark figure and couldn't help but grin.

very good!

Here comes the point!