During this time, Xu Zhi Xiong, Tang Qing Song, Zhang Qiong, Song Yuan, Tang Shu Shan, Rong Yao, Wang Yue and other newly promoted Grandmasters all chose to study at their preferred one of the Seven Holy Institutes, only Su Dao Xing had yet to choose which Holy Institute to study at.

  "Su Dao Xing!"

  A white-clad youth appeared in the courtyard, who was Peng Shanting, the Seventh Master of Qimiao Sect, with whom Su Daoming had a life-and-death agreement.

  "Peng Shan Ting, you've come anyway." Su Dao Xing walked out of his residence and came to another yard, looking at Peng Shan Ting.

  Inside the courtyard, it was quiet and still, with only the sound of autumn leaves falling to the ground.

  Peng Shan Ting's jade tree was swaying in the wind, he didn't let his good friend enter the courtyard, he just wanted to kill Su Dao Xing without anyone disturbing him, in a battle where no one was watching, he could use all means, his purpose was only to kill Su Dao Xing, not to make a name for himself.

  He was very relaxed because he didn't take Su Dao's awakening seriously at all. He thought of himself as the inevitable winner.

  Sudao woke up and arrived at another courtyard, Peng Shanting's eyes narrowed, his gaze became sharp, and he casually signed the life-and-death book with his own name, saying: "After signing the life-and-death book, our lives and deaths no longer need to be responsible for anyone."

  Su Dao woke up and signed the life-and-death book.

  Death, or life, there is no third option.

  Peng Shan Ting exuded a powerful aura, and the illusory figure of Peng Lao Sheng Ren appeared behind him. It turned out that his aura was actually from his own ancestral saint.

  Su Dao Xing San emitted his intention, and a sacred temple appeared behind him.

  Peng Shan Ting saw that he couldn't surpass Su Dao Xing in his mind, so he immediately threw out both fists, with thunderbolts swirling around them.

  "Thunder Fist! So you've cultivated a Thunderbolt Spiritual Vein!" Su Dao Xing exclaimed in surprise.

  "Not bad!" Peng Shanting threw a punch, and his fist shadow filled the sky.

  Every time Peng Shanting was about to hit Su Daoxing with a punch, the direction he was in changed and his fist struck empty air.

  "It's just a matter of applying the earth particles. Do you think mastering the Earth Element can let you counter me? Naive! Look at my methods." Peng Shanting stomped his feet, and a terrifying force directly shattered the ground beneath him, using the wind to suspend his feet in mid-air.

  Bang! Bang!

  Peng Shan Ting's fist shot out like lightning and struck Su Dao Xing's abdomen with a loud crash, almost knocking him to the ground.

  "Go!"

  Peng Shanting casually threw out a Thunder Nail, which whizzed towards Su Daoxing.

  Su Dao woke up and launched a counterattack, firing a Thunder Nail in a burst of speed. In the end, his leg was nailed by a Thunder Nail, and he only felt that leg go numb for a while, unable to move an inch.

  Peng Shan Ting's thunderbolt nails poured out like rain, covering the entire courtyard. His killing intent was so thick it reached its peak; he vowed not to stop until Su Dao Xing was dead.

  Su Dao slightly raised his eyebrow and shot out his own Yin-Yang Fish Arrow.

  Ding Dong!

  Yin-yang fish darted and shattered a flying thunder nail, shooting towards the twin eyes of Peng Shan Ting.

  Peng Shan Ting's hands were filled with thunder, and he reached out to grab the yin-yang fish arrow, attempting to use the powerful thunder in his palm to shatter the yin-yang fish arrow.

  However, the yin-yang fish dart ignored the thunderous attack and pierced through Peng Shan Ting's palm, striking his eyes with a force like breaking bamboo.

  "Ah!" Peng Shanting let out a miserable cry.

  The scream came to an abrupt end.

  The yin-yang fish darted through Peng Shan's skull, leaving behind four blood-curdling holes on his head.

  Before his death, Peng Shanting was full of unwillingness. He thought he must be able to kill Su Daoxing before coming to a battle with him, but man proposes and God disposes. He unexpectedly died at the hands of Su Daoxing. It's really a twist of fate.

  Bang!

  Peng Shan Ting's body fell to the ground, a generation of Peng family's proud son, the master of the Seven Veins Sect, ended his life in a duel with a junior fellow apprentice.

  "Shan Ting, kill him and wake up Su Dao."

  "Shan Ting, is everything settled?"

  Four masters walked from one courtyard to another, they were good friends of Peng Shan Ting, they had agreed with Peng Shan Ting beforehand, when Peng Shan Ting killed Su Dao Xing, they would not appear, after Peng Shan Ting killed Su Dao Xing, they came out again to bear witness for Peng Shan Ting.

  Wow!

  "A corpse in the mountain pavilion!"

  "Shan Ting is dead, but Su Dao Xing is still alive."

  Four masters stared at Su Dao Xing with icy gazes.

  Drip!

  Su Dao Xing's hand holding the yin-yang fish-shaped pendant above Peng Shan Ting's fresh blood dripped onto the ground.

  "The Book of Life and Death!" Su Daoxing unfolded the Book of Life and Death before the four restless Venerables.

  "Hmph!" The four masters snorted in unison and carried Peng Shanting's corpse away.

  Soon, two instructors from the Holy Court found Su Dao Xing and learned about the grudges between Su Dao Xing and Peng Shan Ting. Su Dao Xing told them everything that had happened.

  The storm has passed.

  Peng Shanting was just a disciple of the Peng family, an owner of the bloodline of Peng Lao Sheng, his status was not as noble as Kong Yue's, so his death did not stir up much commotion.

  Su Dao Xing was faced with a problem - he had to choose which of the seven holy institutes to go to for his studies.

  There is a library on the Holy Island, with very rich collections inside, which are free for students of the Holy Institute.

  Su Dao woke up and went to the book pavilion, starting to read "Ku Mu Gong Chun Jue", then read "Tu Xing Shu", then read "Wu Ying Shu", and finally read the biography of Qi Sheng.

  He was in no hurry to choose a holy temple, and instead stored knowledge in the book pavilion.

  Su Dao Xing was on his way back to his residence from the book pavilion and had to pass by Ming Shi Tang. He arrived at Su Dong Mo's room and saw Fang Xue Qin, a contemporary student of calligraphy, in there.

  Fang Xueqin smiled slightly at Su Daoxing, and everything was understood without a word.

  Su Dao Xing smiled as he walked towards his residence in the morning after Snow Qin reported to him.

  The news of Peng Shan Ting, the Seven Veins Sect Master, being killed by Su Dao Xing was still a hot topic within the Holy Institute.

  The students' gaze at Su Dao Xing was different, with a hint of horror.

  "You are Su Dao Xing." A master and Su Dao Xing passed by each other, stopped, and asked Su Dao Xing.

  "Not bad, I am indeed Su Dao Xing." Su Dao Xing replied calmly.

  "It's just the Five Pulse Grandmaster. Do you know about the others who were specially recruited by the Holy Institute like you?" The grandmaster asked.

  "I don't know." Su Dao Xing's expression turned gloomy, he had been spending most of his recent days reading in the library and hadn't paid attention to outside matters.

  That senior coldly said: "Along with you, the specially recruited students of Sacred Institute are 'Qian Wang' Tang Qian, who is currently a 70 pulse master. Specially recruited student Kong Yue is a 50 pulse master. Specially recruited student Yuetian Wu is a 30 pulse master. Specially recruited student Quan Heng is a 20 pulse master. Even Sun Zhengdao is a 10 pulse master, and you, Su Daowu? You are just a mere 5 pulse master."

  "Who are you?" Su Dao's sharp eyes stared at the sect master, and he could now fight him.

  That Venerable coldly said: "The Sacred Name Register's Old End is Nie Xinghua."

  Man's name, tree's shadow.

  Nie Shuanghua was a renowned figure in the Seven Holy Institutes. Although he ranked at the very bottom of the Sacred Name List, his reputation was well-known outside.

  Nie Shuanghua and Peng Shanting were sworn enemies. When he learned that Su Daowei had killed Peng Shanting, would he give Su a good face to look at?

  Nie Shuanghua cast a disdainful glance at Su Daowei and floated away.

  Waiting for Su Dao to wake up is a choice, he chooses which holy courtyard to study in.

  Happy New Year's Eve to all book lovers!