The farce is finally over!

  It has come to this, and the Xue family can only give up. The crowd gradually exits the martial arts arena.

  Jin Jianfeng and Xue Wushuang followed the principal into the core area of the Imperial Academy, as the sky brightened, the entire Imperial Academy was bustling with excitement, welcoming the arrival of a new year.

  "Sit down!"

  Fan Zhen sat at the top and signaled for the two of them to sit down and talk.

  Everyone sat down, and Jin Jianfeng still looked lazy, half-reclining in his chair.

  Xue Wushuang's face still had a lingering anger, the swelling on his left cheek had subsided, leaving behind five finger marks that were extremely eye-catching.

  "Director, you must give me an explanation for this matter."

  Xue Wushuang glared fiercely at Jin Jianfeng, then turned her gaze to the principal, demanding an explanation.

  In front of a group of math tutors, I was slapped in the face and then walked out. What face is there to show people afterwards?

  "Don't worry, I will give you a satisfactory answer on this matter."

  Fan Zhen hinted that he should calm down and not be impatient. Since they were called over, it was to deal with this matter. The struggle between Imperial College instructors was not uncommon, but a fierce fight was rare.

  There is a ranking among mentors every year, and competition between them is inevitable.

  "About tonight's matter, I have understood it clearly. What the Xue family has done is clear to everyone, and Director Xue shouldn't be unaware of this, right?"

  Fan Zhen did not rush to deal with the fight between the two of them and instead asked Xue Wushuang.

  "This kid has repeatedly hurt our Xue family, tonight's every match is a fair duel, please judge clearly, Dean."

  Xue Wushuang was somewhat nervous, the Xue family disregarded the academy's rules and secretly dealt with other students, putting the principal in a difficult position, which was equivalent to provoking the academy's dignity.

  "Fair duel?" Jin Jianfeng opened his sharp eyes, a playful expression on his face as he looked at Xue Wushuang: "Five layers of the Washing Spirit Realm against the Innate Realm, is this what you call fair?"

  The coldest words left Xue Wushuang speechless.

  The Xue family has been infiltrating the Imperial Academy over the years, buying off instructors and pulling in students. These actions have already caused dissatisfaction among many people. The Imperial Academy belongs to the imperial family, so the Xue family's interference with the academy is equivalent to provoking the imperial family's authority.

  The usual petty squabbles are one thing, but tonight's behavior has crossed the bottom line of Imperial College.

  "Director, this kid has killed so many people, can't just let it go like that."

  Xue Wushuang refused to give up and had to kill Liu Wuxie in order to avenge the death of Xue's family disciples.

  "What else can you do, it's not your fault that you're not as skilled."

  Jin Jianfeng snorted with disdain, letting out a cold laugh. The pit you dug for yourselves has ended up burying you instead. You can only blame the Xue family for not being as powerful as others.

  "Stop arguing, you two! Murder in public, no matter what the reason, will be punished. Now, let's talk about your affairs."

  Fan Zhen interrupted them, "Liu Wuxie killed someone in public, and the Academy didn't take corresponding punishment. If others imitate him, won't it be chaotic?"

  When she heard that the Dean was going to punish Liu Wuxie, Xue Wushuang's mouth corner revealed a triumphant smile.

  "To punish, first punish that bunch of rubbish from the Xue family. If you're not convinced, Xue Wushuang, we can go out and have another round."

  Jin Jianfeng suddenly stood up from his chair with a loud noise, his face filled with rage, and he looked like a completely different person compared to the sleepy look he had just a moment ago.

  "Just pretend to fight if you have to, don't be afraid of him."

  Xue Wushuang stood up with him, and it seemed that they would fight at any moment if they didn't see eye to eye.

  "What are you doing? Don't you still have me as your dean in your eyes?"

  A fierce and violent aura burst out from Fan Zhen's body, stirring up true anger.

  The two of them lowered their heads, restrained themselves, sat back in their seats, and each let out a cold hum.

  "I have already made up my mind on this matter, and the punishment will be announced in a few days. As your instructors, you two engaged in a public brawl, each of you will be fined half a year's salary."

  Fan Zhen directly announced the result, each of them was given 50 big slaps. As a mentor, he failed to set an example and openly fought in front of the students, losing face for the college.

  "Everyone get down!"

  Wave goodbye and let them all go down.

  The two men left the grand hall, exchanged a glare with each other, and returned to their respective territories.

  ……

  Liu Wuxie returned to the courtyard, and Li Shengsheng and others had not left, still immersed in the aftermath of the great war.

  "Everyone go back, let Liu Shidi have a good rest."

  Zhao Cheng walked out and continued to fight fiercely. If it were an ordinary person, they would have been mentally exhausted long ago, but Liu Wuxie was no exception.

  He relied on the vastness of his dan田 to hold out for so long, with minimal consumption of true energy but severe depletion of his divine soul, especially during the intense piano competition where he finally used his soul power to attack.

  "Liushisheng, you rest more, we come two days later again see you."

  Li Shengsheng and others collectively left, the courtyard restored calmness, leaving behind Liu Wuxie standing alone in the middle of the courtyard.

  Returned home, took out a few Yuan Yang Dan and swallowed them, adjusted his breath, and pondered which way to go next.

  Have already fallen out with the Xue family and even resorted to using the Washing Bone Boundary at all costs, must be prepared to defend against it.

  The whole school was buzzing with discussions about last night's events, with Liu Wuxie dominating the scene.

  The next day.

  Liu Wuxie stepped out of the house, facing the sunlight, and quickly walked towards the depths of the academy. After a day and night of cultivation, his realm was surging with energy, ready to break through the Washing Spirit Realm at any moment.

  An opportunity lost is lost forever.

  Breaking through the spiritual realm requires a terrifying aura support. Staying in the courtyard, relying solely on the resources on one's body is far from enough.

  There is only one way, with the help of a practice room.

  Di Guo Academy has built many cultivation rooms, and every day they are almost packed with people. If you go late, there is simply no place to sit.

  The sky was slightly bright, and Liu Wuxie set off.

  "This is the Cultivation Tower!"

  Xuanzi number area, a five-story golden pagoda stands upright, with more than 100 cultivation rooms inside. The first floor is relatively ordinary and has the largest number of rooms, consuming fewer learning points, five learning points per day.

  On the second floor, the price is several times higher and requires 20 academic credits per day.

  The third-tier ordinary people can't afford it at all, requiring 50 academic credits per day.

  The fourth floor is open only to college mentors, and the fifth floor has only three practice rooms, leaving some old antiques for the principal.

  These rules, Liu Wuxie had long been clear about.

  Passing through the first floor hall, I saw many disciples walking into the practice room, most of whom were Xiantian realm disciples.

  Entering the second floor, more than twenty cultivation rooms occupy three directions, corresponding to the Washing Spirit Realm.

  Liu Wuxie didn't stay and rushed straight to the third floor. The prices of the first two floors were relatively cheap, but the environment of the practice rooms was far inferior to that of the third floor.

  The third floor only has ten cultivation rooms. With over 10,000 students in the Imperial Academy, they often fight for a spot, resulting in bloody battles.

  Liu Wuxie is about to break through, and he must rely on the cultivation room. Normally, he doesn't like coming to this kind of place.

  As long as there is a vacant practice room, Liu Wuxie can enter and practice.

  The elder in charge of registering on the third floor, who was over 40 years old, saw someone coming and perked up.

  "Is there still an empty practice room?"

  Liu Wuxie took out his token, with a tone of inquiry, if not, he could only think of other ways.

  "Are you sure about the three-layered cultivation room?"

  The elder's face was filled with a strange expression. To be able to come to the third floor, he must have been at least at the peak of the Washing Spirit Realm. A small First Heaven cultivator had actually run up here, and it was still his first time.

  "Is there something wrong?"

  Liu Wuxie knew what he was thinking in his heart, no more than that his own realm was too low and he wasn't qualified to cultivate on the third floor, his words didn't express it, but his eyes had already betrayed him.

  "The academy doesn't have a rule that prohibits those at the Innate Realm from cultivating on the third floor. There's actually another cultivation room available, which was booked by someone yesterday but they cancelled due to an unexpected matter. It costs 50 academic credits per day, how many days do you want to cultivate?"

  The elder didn't intentionally make things difficult for Liu Wuxie, he was just curious. He took out a jade token from under the counter, which was the key to opening the cultivation room.

  "See you tomorrow!"

  With only a hundred academic credits, Liu Wuxie didn't want to exhaust them all. One day's time was enough for him to break through the boundary.

  The third floor training room, usually needs to be booked in advance to enter, originally with a attitude of trying my luck, didn't expect there was an empty training room, a smile appeared on my face.

  The token is inserted into the recess, and fifty academic credits are deducted from above.

  "Number 10 training room, you can enter now!"

  Return the token to Liu Wuxie, and the elder sat back, continuing to doze off.

  He picked up the jade plaque key on the table, and as soon as he turned around, a man in purple robes brushed past Liu Wuxie, bringing with him a thick, bloody aura.

  "Give me a cultivation room!"

  The man in purple robe slapped the table, and the elder who had just sat down jumped up with a start.

  Liu Wuxie didn't care, and directly headed towards the tenth training room.

  "I'm really sorry, the last training room was just taken by a student ahead of you."

  The elder seemed somewhat intimidated by the purple-robed man in front of him and made a helpless gesture.

  The man in purple suddenly turned around, his eyes fixed on Liu Wuxie, without any emotion, and it was not difficult to see from his eyes that he did not recognize Liu Wuxie.

  His body was shrouded in a thick aura of slaughter, and he should have just returned from outside.

  "Hey kid, stop right there!"

  A loud whistle formed a sonic boom and rushed straight towards Liu Wuxie.

  The two were separated by a distance of no more than five meters, shaking the entire third floor, and a buzzing sound came.

  He halted in his tracks, and Liu Wu Xie's eyebrows furrowed as he turned around to look at the man in purple robes, a displeased expression on his face.

  "Are you calling me?"

  Four eyes met, and Liu Wuxie felt a violent surge of power rushing towards him along his line of sight. The young man in purple robes had a strong soul force and was able to use it to suppress others.

  "Give me this cultivation room and I'll owe you one favor."

  The youth in purple robe introduced himself, if there were outsiders here, hearing the two words "Bai Zhan", they would definitely be frightened and their legs would go soft.

  An unmistakable tone, too overbearing, without any room for discussion, directly telling you the answer, give it to me, I owe you a favor, that's all.

  "Sorry, I won't be able to make it!"

  Liu Wuxie didn't want to make any more enemies, although he wasn't afraid, this would affect his cultivation pace.

  He turned and walked towards the training room, leaving Bai Zhan standing alone on the spot, clenching his fists, with a cracking sound coming from his bones.

  "No one has ever dared to refuse my challenge. You are the first person. As long as you can withstand one of my punches, this training room will be yours."

  Bai Zhan's body burst forth with a fierce flame, a terrifying aura wave swept across the four directions, and he actually intended to take action against Liu Wuxie.

  Majestically standing at the pinnacle of the Spiritual Realm, taking on the Primordial Realm with ease, and even if word gets out, I won't be afraid of being ridiculed.

  Liu Wuxie halted his footsteps, a flash of fierce killing intent flickering in the depths of his eyes. He didn't want to make trouble, but there were always people who thought he was a soft persimmon that could be manipulated at will.

  From Aiwan.