By displaying the Ghost Pupil Technique, every change in the knife's movement was clear and distinct to Liu Wuxie, who quickly found the reason.

  The spiritual energy of repair was injected into it, and the cracks were restored in a way that was visible to the naked eye. A terrifying knife intent spread throughout the refining room.

  The short knife is slightly longer than before, with a weight increase of no less than three inches. The spiritual stripes are like spider webs, densely covering the entire body of the knife.

  The profound power of the mysterious knife seeped out along the blade, dense and heavy, tearing through the air, shooting towards the stone walls on both sides, leaving behind a trail of marks.

  "A fine sword should have a name!"

  Liu Wuxie stretched out his hand to stroke the blade, a thread of knife aura followed his arm, climbed onto his shoulders, and wandered around his body. This was affinity; the sword had already recognized Liu Wuxie as its master.

  "Then be called Evil Blade!"

  The name of this sword has a radical for "evil" and an extra stroke in the character for "blade", which represents blood, fitting perfectly with this sword's nature: whenever it is unsheathed, blood will be seen.

  Pressed on the knife handle, the evil blade points to the sky, and the faint intention of the knife covers the body of the knife. The gaze is locked on the central cow horn pillar in the house.

  "Cut!"

  The sword flashed, the evil blade cut down fiercely, and the fluctuation of the sword energy could not be felt. Without any effort, the tip of the knife had already been cut onto the bull's horn stake.

  "Crack!"

  A towering figure with four horns that split apart, this was forged from the rare and exceptional divine steel, ordinary mystic instruments couldn't harm it in the slightest.

  She snorted in disdain, underestimating the sharpness of the evil blade. An ordinary mystic instrument couldn't achieve this level of precision.

  "It's finally done, Evil Edge can now withstand ordinary slash attacks."

  The remaining time was spent modifying the scabbard, and after finishing it, it was already early morning on the second day. There were only 29 days left until the deadline of one month.

  Open the stone gate and walk out from the refining room.

  Just as he stepped out of the gate, a fist the size of a sand pot came flying towards him, incredibly fast, not giving Liu Wuxie any time to react.

  "Get out!"

  A loud whistle, Liu Wuxie's reaction speed was so fast that it made one's tongue numb, his fist suddenly rose and heavily smashed out.

  Bang!

  Violent gusts of wind swept across both sides of the trees, small trees with trunks as thick as a bowl were split into four or five pieces, unable to withstand the impact of the gale.

  Outside the stone gate stood a man with a face full of murderous intent. At the moment when Liu Wuxie opened the stone gate, he suddenly launched a sneak attack.

  "Guo Zhong, you're looking for death!"

  Liu Wuxie was really angry. The person who ambushed him was Guo Zhong, who had been guarding here since last night, quietly waiting for Liu Wuxie to come out of the pass.

  Fists burst forth, and both bodies retreated at the same time. Liu Wuxie returned to the Alchemy Room, while Guo Zhong's body flew backwards, landing ten meters away.

  With a look of astonishment on his face, he launched a full-force sneak attack, but was unexpectedly countered by this young whippersnapper, somewhat beyond his expectations.

  If it were someone else, they would have been killed by a punch in the face. Guo Zhong had the determination to kill Liu Wuxie.

  Yesterday he was beaten into a muddy pit and lost all his face. Although he is not a mentor, his identity is not ordinary, with the title of Lianqi Master.

  "Kid, you actually managed to evade me."

  Guo Zhong's face revealed a sinister smile, and he walked step by step towards Liu Wuxie. Today, he must kill him to serve as a warning to others, so that in the future, new people will know to show respect.

  As he walked out of the refining room, with each step, a few more hints of killing intent appeared on Liu Wuxie's body.

  "You're done for!"

  He drew out his evil blade and had already killed Xue Rui and others, so he didn't mind killing one more. The Punishment Book was already on him anyway.

  "Little brat, you're quite arrogant. Today, I'll teach you the way of being human. If you want to forge a weapon in the Alchemy Pavilion without showing respect for me, Guo Zhong, then you're the first one."

  Guo Zhong's body shot up like a comet, transforming into a meteoric fist that descended from the air, its true energy forming a tangible and crushing force. The ear-piercing whistling sound was headed straight for Liu Wuxie's face.

  "Then let me, as the first person, end your life, and consider it a good deed for the Alchemy Pavilion."

  Crane dance nine days, like a fairy crane, gliding in the air, Guo Zhong lost track of Liu Wuxie, and the dark way is not good.

  "Hah!"

  A wicked blade slashed down, a long gash from the back of Guo Zhong's waist, extending all the way to his lower back, with blood dripping profusely.

  Liu Wuxie didn't kill him directly, planning to slowly torture him, one knife after another, the wounds on Guo Zhong's body, more and more.

  In the blink of an eye, dozens of wounds were added.

  His chest and back were covered in wounds of varying sizes, with blood flowing non-stop. The pain was so intense that Guo Zhong let out loud wails.

  Every time the fist was about to arrive, Liu Wuxie had already disappeared. The Crane Dance of Nine Heavens had been used to its extreme, and only a residual shadow could be seen.

  The scene was extremely brutal, almost a one-sided massacre, and Guo Zhong's knife wounds on his body were constantly increasing.

  Thirty strokes!

  Fifty Ways!

  Seventy moves!

  Ninety degrees!

  One hundred and fifty!

  Liu Wuxie wants to use Guo Zhong's blood to sacrifice the sword.

  Every divine weapon, at the moment of its creation, requires the blood of a human to awaken its spiritual nature.

  Even the soles of his feet were wounded, he had become a bloody man, his punches were getting weaker and weaker, he couldn't lift his arms anymore, his body was bleeding too much, the whole person looked limp.

  The last knife cut on his dantian, the true energy overflowed, and Guo Zhong was no longer alive.

  The sword returns to its scabbard. Liu has no time to glance at Guo Zhong, turns around and leaves, without even saying goodbye to Li Sheng and the others, rushing straight to the ten-mile-long street, leaving the academy to complete three tasks.

  A month's time is neither long nor short, three tasks seem simple, but each one wants to complete, it's as difficult as climbing the sky.

  It's clear that the person who arranged this task didn't plan for Liu Wuxie to come back alive.

  Guo Zhong's body was discovered by a janitor, shocking the entire college. Who could be so cruel as to leave over 200 wounds on Guo Zhong?

  By the time the elder of Lian Qi Ge arrived, Guo Zhong was already on his last breath.

  "Guo Zhong, who did this to you?"

  The elder of Lian Qi Ge helped Guo Zhong up and quickly asked, "Killing the master of Lian Qi Ge is unprecedented since the establishment of Imperial College."

  With great difficulty, he raised his arm and pointed towards the refining room where Liu Wuxie had walked out of.

  "Go check who used this smelting room!"

  The elder ordered an investigation into the three words "Liu Wu Xie" to be completed within the time it takes to drink a cup of tea, and soon the entire Lian Qi Pavilion was abuzz with the news.

  Guo Zhong died, his eyes remained open in death, and at the moment of his passing, his gaze was filled with anger. He had been killed by an insignificant ant.

  "Elder, what should we do? Guo Zhong is after all the nephew of Vice President Qin. If he dies in the Refining Pavilion and we can't explain it clearly, we'll all be kicked out of Imperial College."

  Another person in charge of the execution was so frightened that he trembled all over, and did not expect Guo Zhong's background to be so great, actually being the nephew of Vice President Qin.

  "Quickly go and inform Deputy Director Qin Shi!"

  The elder of Lianqi Pavilion was covered in blood and stood up from the ground, his robes stained red with fresh blood when he had just picked up Guo Zhong.

  The servant ran out quickly, not daring to delay for a moment.

  Qin Shi had just walked out of the house when someone came to inform him.

  Hearing his nephew was dead, endless anger burst out from Qin Shi's body.

  "Master, what's going on?"

  Every morning, Wang Yandong would come to pay respects to his master. His master's appearance just now gave him a fright.

  It's rare to see Master get angry, what happened today? The terrifying killing intent almost blew him away.

  "Guo Zhong is dead!"

  Qin Shi's whole body was like a demon, unable to muster any strength, only he himself knew clearly in his heart that Guo Zhongming was his nephew on the surface but actually his illegitimate son, born out of an affair with his sister-in-law.

  "How could Big Brother Guo die!"

  Wang Yandong was naturally familiar with Guo Zhong, and the two not only knew each other but also had a special relationship. Guo Zhong would often come to visit his master every now and then, just like one of the family.

  "Come with me!"

  Qin Shi didn't know much about the specific situation, and the servant who delivered the message just told him to hurry up. He would understand once he arrived at Lian Qi Ge.

  The master and apprentice didn't have time to wash up, hastily passing through the academy, after a brief moment, they appeared at the Refining Pavilion.

  Kwok Chung's body was still not completely stiff, and except for his face, he lay in a pool of blood like a bloody man.

  It's been completely extinguished and has thoroughly died out.

  At the moment he saw Guo Zhong's body, Qin Shi's body swayed and Wang Yilong hurried forward to support him.

  The elder of the Refining Pavilion stood by, not daring to breathe heavily. The passing students detoured around him, avoiding this place in order not to provoke Qin Shi.

  The three deans, Baili Qing has a proud and aloof personality, the most overbearing. Qin Shi has a gloomy and sinister personality, never choosing means to achieve his goals. Fan Zhen is fair and just in his work, widely loved by the students.

  Wang Yandong crouched down to examine Guo Zhong's body, finding a total of 240 wounds. Each knife wound avoided vital areas, with the longest being over a foot long and the shortest only a few inches long.

  That is to say, Guo Zhong was not killed, but died of severe pain and bleeding.

  "What a cruel way of killing!"

  Wang Yandong stood up, his face dark and terrifying. Who exactly did Guo Zhong have a life-and-death feud with, to use such a cruel method of murder?

  The moment he ambushed Liu Wuxie, this ending was doomed. It wasn't that Liu Wuxie didn't react quickly enough; the moment he stepped out of the refining room, the person lying here wouldn't be Guo Zhong, but Liu Wuxie.

  Towards those who want to kill him, Liu Wuxie has never been soft-hearted.

  "Who killed him!"

  Qin Shi calmed down his inner anger and asked coldly, "Elder of the Morning Dew Pavilion?"

  The elder of Lian Qi Ge was around fifty years old, not very tall, and hastily stood out, recounting the events one by one, including the conflict between Guo Zhong and Liu Wu Xie yesterday.

  When they killed Guo Zhong, they were still resting and did not see the process.

  Guo Zhong pointed to the refining room where Liu Wuxie had come out before he died, and flipped through yesterday's registration procedures, quickly finding the three words "Liu Wuxie".

  "Willow is innocent, it's this Willow who is innocent!"

  At the mention of Liu Wuxie's three words, Qin Shi gritted his teeth and said that he had heard too much news about Liu Wuxie in recent days.

  Never thought that his own son would also die at Liu Wuxie's hands.

  Wang Yandong furrowed his brow, Liu Wuxie took the punishment book, shouldn't he have left the Imperial Academy? How could he come to Lianqi Pavilion.

  "Where is Liu Wuxie now!"

  Qin Shi couldn't conceal his murderous intent, no matter where Liu Wuxie was, he had to kill him today to avenge Guo Zhong.

  "I've already sent someone to follow him, he's left the Imperial Academy and has been walking for over an hour in the direction of Sang Town."

  The elder of Lianqi Pavilion secretly sent someone to follow Liu Wuxie and the news was passed back that Liu Wuxie rushed to Sangzhen Town.

  "I want this little bastard to never be able to return to Imperial College again."

  Qin's servant finished speaking, picked up Guo Zhong's body and walked outwards. With every step he took, a patch of blood was left on the ground, attracting many people to stop and watch.

  "Master, I've already arranged for someone to go and kill him, this kid will never come back."

  Wang Yandong followed up and said a sentence in a low voice.

  From Aiwan.