Creating Demonic Cultivation Techniques against Non-human Races-Chapter 64: A Recording, Thorough Preparation, Heading to Kyoto City, Reporting Early to Great Xia Academy
On the other side, the siege within Celestial Yang City continued. Without Zhou Yang as the inside informant, along with the other five hidden small leaders of Second and Third Grades in command.
The remaining Under First Grade and even Unranked lowest-level existence suddenly became scattered sand, fighting individually, actions chaotic.
In less than an hour, they were all hunted down and annihilated completely.
During this period, besides Martial Arts Association enforcers and Civilization Master Association members taking action.
Teachers and principals from various schools, while protecting students, also chose to attack.
Even a few high school students shed blood in this incident.
Initially, some students, in their first official battle, couldn’t help but be hesitant, getting injured first.
But that pain didn’t make them fearful, instead, it immediately made them clear-headed and furious.
"Such a small injury, not even half the pain of the ’Painful Demon Body’! Die!"
"Ahhh! You dare cut me? Kill, kill, kill!"
"This pain? Totally unfelt! Die for me!"
"..."
Accompanied by these childish remarks, many attackers were dumbfounded and counter-killed.
This time, during the full-scale assault on Celestial Yang City, people from different districts also chose to encircle and kill in anger.
This place was the birthplace of large-scale cultivation of the ’Painful Demon Body’. Besides high school students cultivating daily, many ordinary people also chose to persist in cultivation.
Although most haven’t reached the breakthrough of Entering Grade level, each has increased their Qi Blood significantly, strong and resilient, with high pain tolerance.
Normally, when two similarly ranked existences are killed by fists or knives, most are due to fear and pain after losing the initial attack, leading to death without retaliation.
And those who have cultivated the ’Painful Demon Body’, their strength might not be very strong.
But after getting stabbed, they can still endure the pain to escape, or even counterattack.
Moreover, those who chase and cut ordinary people are also Unranked, not much stronger.
In such situations, the populace, driven to desperation, chooses hopeless counter-kill, is also justified.
Of course, this is only a minority.
Every time a raid incident happens, it always causes many casualties, there will always be someone taken down.
Especially those who cannot endure hardship, choose to give up after once cultivating the ’Painful Demon Body’, are deemed the best targets to get taken down.
After all, those people also tend to go for soft targets first during attacks.
It’s easy to see those who haven’t continuously cultivated, their low Qi Blood.
Targets that are easier to cut down, being taken out is also normal.
That night, after everything settled, the president of the Martial Arts Association suddenly remembered Lin Ping’an.
After inquiring, they found the person originally responsible for protecting him, Zhou Yang, couldn’t be contacted.
This left them anxiously worried.
At that moment, enforcement personnel suddenly returned with intelligence, discovering Zhou Yang’s corpse.
Quickly, within moments, they rushed to the scene.
Outside the villa.
All informed individuals gathered here, inspected, and were momentarily stunned.
Outside lay Zhou Yang’s corpse, not far inside the villa, five corpses of Evil Martial Artists were found, three transformed into Alien Race form.
The injury conditions were basically consistent, indicating it was the work of the same individual.
Inside nowhere could Lin Ping’an’s traces be found.
Suddenly, everyone’s minds were filled with doubts, constantly making various guesses.
"What’s going on here? Who killed them?"
"Such strong power, such familiar feeling, similar to the time when that Fourth Grade evil martial artist named Zhou Shang was killed."
"Could it be... that Sixth Grade Quasi-Grandmaster strong one struck again?"
"Last time was because of Lin Ping’an, this time also because of Lin Ping’an, is that strong one protecting Lin Ping’an?"
"Heavens! What’s the truth? Can we contact Lin Ping’an?"
"..."
Suddenly, the president of the Martial Arts Association and the president of the Civilization Master Association’s phones rang simultaneously.
After checking, an identical recording appeared, its content being the same arrogant words Zhou Yang had spoken in the car.
After playing, everyone understood Zhou Yang’s true identity.
Immediately, anger rose, they cursed at the corpse on the ground.
"Damn dog, betrayed the Human Race, deserves to die!"
"Humph! Thought he genuinely protected, didn’t expect hidden malice, luckily Lin was prepared early."
"This bastard, being an inside agent, deserves to be executed."
"I now really want to cut him again."
"..."
Besides this recording, Lin Ping’an didn’t send anything else, as if it explained everything, yet seemed to clarify nothing.
The two presidents exchanged glances, had faint guesses, and sighed in conversation.
"Seems like this little guy truly has many secrets, a Sixth Grade Quasi-Grandmaster strong one backing him, appearances can be deceiving!"
"Makes sense! Probably a senior fond of talent! After all, he is the youngest First Grade Civilization Master in Great Xia’s history, it’s normal someone would invest."
"But we two really underestimated him! Slightly overlooked this Lin."
"Forget it... as long as nothing out of control happens... anyway, our level is now different, just hope when he prospers, he doesn’t forget some of the small kindness he received."
"Can’t... can’t... I feel he’s not that type."
"Oh! Perhaps Celestial Yang City is truly going to produce a prodigious talent! Who knows if future will soar Nine Heavens, stir waves, or fall like a meteor, fleeting."
"..."
Meanwhile.
Lin Ping’an finished sending the recording, put away his phone.
The traces and scene there, he didn’t handle them, knowing clearly they’d be discovered sooner or later.
And this recording was enough to prove Zhou Yang’s true identity.
Once the two presidents knew, they wouldn’t pursue further.
As for cause of death, if they don’t ask, Lin Ping’an did not intend to proactively state.
Anyway, let them figure it out themselves.
Of course, even if someone really came to ask, Lin Ping’an didn’t plan to tell the truth.
As long as he doesn’t admit, it wasn’t him.
Besides, those pre-made preparations were specifically for this moment to easily bluff through.
A normal First Grade Junior Martial Artist with a doomed future, how could he possibly kill six Evil Martial Artists!
"Ding Dong..."
"Dear passengers... we are about to arrive at Kyoto City... please prepare to disembark..."
Listening to the station arrival reminder, Lin Ping’an sitting by the window raised his head, gazing at the bustling scene outside.
The exact location of Great Xia Academy, he did not know.
But according to the admission notice’s first step instruction, must first report at specified Kyoto location.
Then would be reception by special personnel, leading into Great Xia Academy.
In summary, somewhat mysterious, also somewhat intriguing.
Based on countless online novels Lin Ping’an read in his past life, such a top academy in a High Martial World, surely must have something unique.
Leaving Celestial Yang City, can be considered departing the Newbie Village, entering Great Xia Academy, marks the official start into this grand era.
For this, Lin Ping’an not only prepared mentally.
Moreover, he made exaggerated preparations in terms of strength.
Just about to enroll, the actual hidden hard strength, approximately on par with Sixth Grade Quasi-Grandmaster strong.
Looking across the whole Great Xia, no predecessors can be found.
