In the secret stronghold of the Mystic Darkness Sect in the Capital City, the people inside quickly received news of the assassination of the Nine-Child Ghost Mother.

This was already the second expert to be killed.

The assassins of the Mystic Darkness Sect were divided into four major kings of East, West, South, and North, and four great emissaries of Heaven, Earth, Mystic, and Yellow, with eight levels in total.

The Nine-Child Ghost Mother was the number one Heaven-ranked assassin.

Due to misjudging the target, the person in charge of the Capital City stronghold, who accepted this order for ten billion Spirit Stones, couldn’t help but break out in a cold sweat.

Obviously, this business wasn’t profitable now.

However, the Mystic Darkness Sect’s business does not differentiate between profit and loss; once a task is accepted, it means a death sentence for the target.

As long as the target isn’t dead, the mission of the Mystic Darkness Sect will continue.

The person in charge had no choice but to report this situation upward, preparing to call in a king from the headquarters to complete the task.

Inside Chang’an Academy, a group of youngsters gaped in amazement as they watched the goddess of their dreams enter the academy on a convertible carriage with a man.

Beside the man sat a peerless beauty like a Heavenly Immortal.

Most people studying here, due to the lack of information and spending all day at the academy, weren’t too aware of outside affairs.

For the man together with Princess Taihua, their eyes were burning red with envy and jealousy.

Everyone knew that Princess Taihua was the Empress Dowager’s most beloved daughter.

To win the favor of Princess Taihua meant that one could soar smoothly in the Great Tang Empire.

The appearance of Long Fei suddenly shattered everyone’s dreams, leaving them feeling frustrated.

Soon, the onlookers stepped aside.

A man with a fat head and big ears, dressed in a golden silk robe and holding a fan, swaggered over with his entourage.

Upon seeing him, Princess Taihua immediately jumped off the carriage and said with some displeasure, "Wu Chengzong, what are you doing?"

Wu Chengzong waved the fan in his hand and said, "Taihua, you know the rules of Chang’an Academy well. Bringing an outsider here in broad daylight, shouldn’t you report to me first?"

Princess Taihua sneered, "Who do you think you are, to demand that this Princess reports to you when bringing someone here?"

Wu Chengzong raised his neck and said, "You might not know yet? Your cousin has already been appointed by the Empress Dowager Aunt as the vice-head of Chang’an Academy, in charge of its discipline. You so blatantly violating the rules is making it hard for me, your cousin!"

"My mother appointed you as vice-head?"

Princess Taihua was utterly surprised, never expecting this cousin, who used to be so unlearned, could hold a position at Chang’an Academy?

The Empress Wu’s relatives were all sons of privilege, none of them proper.

Yet, unexpectedly, they’ve been entrusted with significant responsibilities.

Wu Chengzong smugly turned to Long Fei on the carriage and said, "This must be the Great Mercy and Great Virtue Master? I thought he’d have three heads and six arms, but he looks just like us!"

Princess Taihua said sullenly, "We have business with the Academy Head, don’t block our way if you have nothing to do."

Wu Chengzong said, "Taihua, you really have no respect for your elders, being on my turf and still not being polite to your cousin. Let me warn you, you’re in trouble. Without my permission today, you won’t get anywhere."

Pointing arrogantly at Long Fei, he said, "Ask this Great Mage in your carriage to get down and come to the Enforcement Hall of the academy with us!"

"Are you deliberately making things hard for us?"

Princess Taihua furrowed her brows.

Wu Chengzong laughed loudly, "That’s right, indeed. To be frank, my brother Wu Shansi was bullied by you so much that he couldn’t even lift his head. Being on my turf, do you still expect me to show you a good face?"

"You’re abusing public power for personal vendetta!"

Princess Taihua cursed, glanced back at Long Fei, contemplating whether they should leave for now.

After all, at Chang’an Academy, a place full of hidden talents, Princess Taihua didn’t want to make a big issue.

Long Fei supported Wang Xiaoya to descend from the carriage, approached Wu Chengzong and said, "I thought Chang’an Academy was a quiet place for cultivation. It seems I was mistaken. With someone like you acting recklessly, it’s no wonder there are no talents emerging from here."

"Oh-ho!"

Wu Chengzong’s eyes widened and he said, "Boy, don’t think that just because the Empress Dowager has given you a vain titular position, you can act recklessly in the Capital City. Let me tell you, here in Chang’an City, in front of us Wu family members, if you’re a dragon, you’ll coil up, and if you’re a tiger, you’ll lie down. If you’re not obedient, I’ll beat you every time I see you until you’re submissive..."

Before he could finish, there was a crisp snapping sound.

Wu Chengzong’s head spun, and with his two hundred-pound body, he flew a good distance and landed heavily over ten meters away.

The scholars in the crowd were first startled, then they started uproariously.

Because Long Fei’s striking speed was so fast, nobody even saw how Wu Chengzong was flung out.

Some secretly rejoiced, having long been dissatisfied with Wu Chengzong, the vice-head who rose through connections.

Some scholars stiffened at the unexpected boldness of Long Fei in striking here.

It’s said one must consider the owner when hitting a dog; this hit not only Wu Chengzong’s face but also the face of Chang’an Academy.

Especially the disciples from the Enforcement Hall brought by Wu Chengzong, who immediately drew their long swords and summoned magical weapons, surrounding Long Fei and the other two.

Someone went to help Wu Chengzong up, shouting at Long Fei with borrowed authority, "How dare you hit our vice-head, do you wish to die?"

His plump face, swollen and red, blood dripping from the mouth, and three teeth knocked out, made him look more and more like a pig.

Someone gave him a Pill; after a while, he regained his senses and pointed at Long Fei, cursing, "Alright, you brat must have taken leopard gall, coming here to Chang’an Academy to hit people, this is a death wish."

He conjured a large saber from his Storage Ring, shouting to his subordinates, "Kill, slaughter this kid for me."

The disciples of the Enforcement Hall immediately took action. After all, these were elites retained by Chang’an Academy, each at the Divinity Transformation Realm.

This level of cultivation, outside, would already earn a place as generals in the Tang Army.

So one can imagine how lucrative the treatment at Chang’an Academy was.

"Dare to hit our vice-head, courting death!"

"Brat, prepare to die!"

"Taste my sword!"

"..."

These people cursed as they attacked.

The longsword waved, instantly forming a sword net, raising a storm of Sword Qi in the venue.

Nearly a dozen Divinity Transformation Realm experts attacked simultaneously, one can imagine the scene.

The scholars retreated in all directions, fearing that they might be hurt by the Sword Qi.

Long Fei remained standing, merely releasing an azure light from his body, accompanied by a dragon’s roar.

Roar!

A thundering howl shook the sky, no dragon form visible, yet a giant dragon’s force emanated in a surge, crashing like a tsunami in all directions.

The Sword Qi from nearly a dozen Divinity Transformation Realm experts hadn’t yet fallen when it was enveloped by this massive shockwave.

With a resounding boom, they scattered and fell to the ground.

All cried out in pain, their Divine Seas shook, their bodies cracked, spitting blood.

Long Fei rebuked them fiercely, "You’re so young yet instead of using your cultivation for the welfare of the world, you choose to follow such a talentless person, you truly deserve a beating!"