Tang Dynasty Demon Suppression Division

"Buzz..."

A strange, eerie light vanished into the void in an instant.

"not good!"

Mr. Mo, who rushed over, changed his expression. Before he could investigate what it was, he hurriedly reached out to stop it, but he only managed to stop half of it. He watched helplessly as the remaining half of the eerie light disappeared.

Li Yuan happened to strike Cang Mu with a palm, and upon seeing this, his heart sank.

Has the news... still gotten out?

At this moment, upon seeing Mr. Mo's familiar figure, his extremely tense nerves suddenly relaxed, and the injuries that had been forcibly suppressed within his body began to backfire. His vision went black, and he was completely plunged into darkness.

……

When he regained consciousness, he felt sore all over and his throat was parched. He tried to mobilize his spiritual sense and found that his meridians were damaged and his sea of ​​consciousness was dim. The light of the bronze palace was much weaker than usual.

Fortunately, the foundation was intact, the demonic poison has been completely eliminated, and the external injuries have almost healed.

Li Yuan barely opened his eyes, and what came into view was a familiar room and a familiar figure sitting by the bed.

"Mr. Mo..."

Mo Wentian looked no different than usual, still holding a wine gourd in his hand, with a calm expression.

Seeing that Li Yuan had woken up, he nodded slightly: "You're awake? You're pretty tough."

"gentlemen……"

Li Yuan tried to sit up, but was held down by a gentle force.

"Lie still and don't move. You're badly injured and need to rest for a while," Mr. Mo said calmly, casually stuffing a pill into his mouth. "Take the medicine first, we'll talk about the rest later."

The pill melted instantly upon entering the mouth, transforming into a gentle medicinal power that flowed throughout the body, repairing damaged meridians and even easing the fatigue of the soul.

Li Yuan lay down as instructed, but many questions lingered in his mind.

Seemingly sensing his thoughts, Mr. Mo slowly spoke: "You have been unconscious for three days."

"How is Aji doing?" This was what Li Yuan was most concerned about.

"The Demon Suppression Division has removed the demonic magic restrictions from his body and is currently recuperating. Although the damage was enormous, his life is not in danger, and he will recover after a period of rest."

The one who answered him was Liu Hongyan, who walked in from outside. She had changed into an elegant moon-white dress, which was unusual for her, and she had lost some of her usual sharp temperament.

Upon hearing this, Li Yuan felt somewhat relieved.

As long as Aji is alright, at least he wasn't dragged down with him to his death.

"About that night," Liu Hongyan walked to the bedside and looked at Li Yuan, "you did very well. You fought against an entire Shadow Assassin Squad of the Dark Pavilion all by yourself. Even many veteran Demon Suppression Guards might not be able to achieve such a feat."

"His Majesty has already inquired about this matter."

After a pause, Liu Hongyan spoke again, her expression complex.

"Your Majesty?" Li Yuan was slightly taken aback.

"Indeed." Liu Hongyan nodded. "This matter has shaken the court and the public, and the Emperor is furious. He has issued a strict decree ordering the Demon Suppression Bureau to work with the Court of Judicial Review to thoroughly investigate this case. Anyone involved will be severely punished!"

"In the past few days, the Demon Suppression Division has eliminated seven strongholds of the Dark Pavilion, captured more than a hundred spies, and also uncovered many low-ranking officials who were passing messages to them."

Li Yuan listened quietly; it seemed that Chang'an City had been quite lively these past few days.

This incident will inevitably deal a heavy blow to the Dark Pavilion's influence in the capital region, which means that his safety will be guaranteed for the time being.

Thinking of this, he felt a slight sense of relief. Suddenly, he recalled the sight of blood trickling from Mr. Mo's mouth when he first met him. He looked over, hesitated for a moment, and then asked, "Sir, how is your injury...?"

At this moment, he was unaware of the epic battle that Mr. Mo had experienced, but the fact that Mr. Mo could be injured meant that the opponent must be someone of considerable importance.

"It's nothing, just an old ailment. I'll be fine after a few days of rest." Mr. Mo waved his hand dismissively, picked up his wine gourd, took a sip, and looked relaxed.

Considering Mr. Mo's level of cultivation, it was unlikely that any demon clan could harm him in Chang'an. Li Yuan felt relieved, realizing that he had been overthinking things.

"Alright, you've just woken up from your serious injuries and need to rest more. Don't overthink things and take good care of yourself."

Liu Hongyan tucked the blanket around him and softened her tone, "Yu Ling'er and the others have come several times these past few days, but they've all been turned away. Now that you're awake, you can see them later, but remember not to talk for too long."

Just then, a suppressed commotion came from outside the door.

"Brother Li, are you awake?"

"Teacher Liu, we'll just go in and take a look. I promise we won't make a sound!"

"Yes, yes, let's see Brother Li."

It was Wu Yu and the others' voices.

Liu Hongyan and Mr. Mo exchanged a glance, then she shook her head with amusement: "Come in, but don't make a fuss."

The door was gently pushed open, and a large group of people rushed in—the entire Tian Shu class.

Wu Yu and Yu Ling'er rushed to the front, followed by Chu Yunhe, Shen Lian, Zhou Mo, Cheng Zhao, You Ying, Jin Duoduo... none of them were missing.

Even those who usually had a casual relationship with Li Yuan came, each carrying something in their hands: food boxes, pills, and books.

Their faces were filled with undisguised concern and admiration.

"Brother Li, you're finally awake." Wu Yu's eyes were red. She moved closer to the bedside, wanting to pat Li Yuan but afraid of touching his wounds, so her hand stopped in mid-air. "We were so worried about you."

"Brother Li, you're amazing!"

Yu Ling'er's big eyes sparkled. "We've all heard that you single-handedly wiped out an entire Dark Pavilion squad! My god, those were demon generals! How did you do that?"

"Yes, Brother Li, tell us quickly." Jin Duoduo squeezed in as well.

With everyone talking at once, Li Yuan didn't know who to answer first, so he could only nod and smile repeatedly.

Looking up, she saw Shen Lian standing silently at the back of the crowd. Their eyes met, and they nodded to each other in tacit understanding.

Chu Yunhe leaned against the door with his arms crossed, a slight smile on his lips. When he saw Chu Yunhe looking over, he simply nodded casually.

Seeing Liu Hongyan watching him intently from the side, Li Yuan had no time to explain slowly, so he could only vaguely say, "It was just that they underestimated us and got lucky. It's also thanks to Mr. Mo and the others who arrived in time."

He spoke of it casually, but everyone knew the danger involved. To survive in such a desperate situation until rescue arrived and to turn the tables on the powerful enemy was something that could not be summed up by mere luck.

For a moment, he couldn't help but think that if he had fallen into such a deadly trap, he would probably have been reduced to ashes long ago.

They had to admit that Li Yuan's strength and temperament had far surpassed theirs.

Shen Lian suddenly stepped forward, looking directly at Li Yuan: "Li Yuan, I used to be unconvinced by you and compete with you, but now I admit that whether it is cultivation level or adaptability in battle, I am indeed a step behind you."

Everyone quieted down and looked at Shen Lian. He had always been arrogant and proud, but now he was willing to admit in public that he was not as skilled as others.

"However, I will not give up. One day, I will catch up with you and surpass you."

Shen Lian clenched his fist, his eyes blazing with fighting spirit.

Seeing the undisguised determination in his eyes, Li Yuan felt no displeasure, but rather a sense of appreciation.

This is the true heart of a martial artist: fearless of the strong, undaunted by inferiority, and constantly striving forward.

He nodded seriously, looking directly into Shen Nian's eyes: "Okay, I'll wait for you."

Both of them laughed, showing a sense of mutual appreciation. Wu Yu and the others were even more excited, secretly vowing to work hard in their cultivation so as not to fall too far behind.

After chatting for a while, the group reluctantly left at Liu Hongyan's urging.

The room fell silent again. Li Yuan had taken his medicine and was feeling drowsy.

Just then, Liu Hongyan returned, her expression grave.