completely different from before. You only feel a lightness in your body.And then, vision returns.Before me is an irregular field of rubble.Fang Yu looked down, and there was a bottomless pit.Clearly...Zhen!

A beam of golden light flashed from Fang Yu's fingertips.

The soul that wanted to slip away into the distance was locked in mid-air, unable to move.

Fang Yu glanced at Long Shi, who was still breathing but actually dead. He got up and walked towards the locked soul.

"Let me go, and I will tell you everything you want to know." The soul pleaded with Fang Yu through divine consciousness.

Fang Yu narrowed his eyes slightly and said, "I don't need anyone's permission to know what I want to know."

Having said that, Fang Yu raised his right hand and extended it forward.

The soul pleaded endlessly, but Fang Yu ignored it.

"Whoosh!"

A burst of light flashed from Fang Yu's palm, sweeping across the soul spirit in mid-air.

In that instant, Fang Yu captured all the memories within this soul spirit.

This is also an improvement obtained after the fusion of the Great Dao Spirit.

After capturing the memories, Fang Yu began to slowly digest their content.

"A hermit who died accidentally two thousand years ago preserved his soul through a secret method before his death, until Long Shi released his soul." Fang Yu's eyes flickered, and he glanced at Long Shi lying in the distance.

To put it plainly, this old monk was not sincere from the beginning.

He left this soul essence behind, waiting for Long Shi to release it, thus allowing it to enter Long Shi's body.

He did everything he could to help Long Shi improve his cultivation.

And during this process, his soul essence is slowly merging with Longshi's soul essence.

This is a long process.

Long Shi was completely unaware.

By now, the corruption from Long Slaying Soul Spirit has reached nearly three-quarters of him.

In a short time, he'll be able to fully possess Long Shi's soul spirit and achieve the takeover.

But he never expected that this young man, Long Shi, when his cultivation was low, was actually quite obedient and humble.

As his cultivation level gradually improved, especially after he ascended to the Mahayana realm, he became more and more detached from the world.

This back and forth ultimately offended Fang Yu, leading him into a dead end.

The old monk lamented... Only a quarter remained, and he would fully possess the Dragon Slayer's flesh, reborn!

Yet, it just ended abruptly.

This memory was clear and vivid, Fang Yu quickly skimmed over it.

What he cared about was why the old monk knew about the Prison Demon inheritance and kept urging Long Shi to go to other places of inheritance.

The locations of those thirty-seven ancient relics, the old monk seemed to be quite familiar with!

Continuing to delve into the old monk's memories, Fang Yu discovered the reason.

Because... this old monk also came out of the Holy Academy!

All the information about the thirty-seven ancient ruins, including their locations and the time of spiritual revival... all came from the Holy Academy!

Upon receiving this information, Fang Yu's eyes flickered.

This old monk entered the Holy Court over two thousand years ago... so how long has the Holy Court actually existed

Think about it from a different angle... Like Dao Kong, he entered the sacred institute two hundred years ago.

After entering the Holy Academy and achieving their Dao Fruit, these individuals immediately leave.

After that, the Holy Court will continue to find new people to join it.

Again and again, through all these years... How many cultivators have entered the Holy Academy during this summer heat

How many monks who have entered the Holy Monastery are still alive now

This is a thought-provoking question.

When Fang Yu was trapped in the void because of the lack of energy in the Linghuan Ring, he once thought about issues related to the Holy Court.

What mattered most to him was... the fact that Shengyuan allowed these monks to enter and cultivate, achieving enlightenment and making leaps in their progress. What was the purpose behind all of this

To control this group of cultivators is the most basic point... The question is, what is the purpose of controlling this group of cultivators

Like Dao Kong, Long Shi now, and Xiutáo, are all people who have entered the Holy Academy.

What these people are doing doesn't seem to have anything in common.

Of course, one could also say that their goal is to become immortals.

But even if they become immortals... what good would it do the Holy Academy

“Could it be that they want to cultivate them and then have them work together on something” Fang Yu frowned, thinking to himself, “What would that be Besides, judging from the strength of the guides brought from the Holy Academy… what could they possibly do that they couldn’t just do themselves Why go through such a roundabout way, wasting so many resources and time cultivating this group of cultivators”

"Even if they were all cultivated together, they wouldn't be as strong as the Saint Institution guides, would they..."

Fang Yu thought more and more, becoming more and more puzzled.

You see, the Holy Court bestows genuine benefits upon these cultivators.

These cultivators who have entered the Sacred Courtyard, apart from the ultimate goal of becoming immortals, don't seem to have any other common objectives.

Could it be that this holy institute is truly a charitable organization

As soon as the idea popped into his head, Fang Yu discarded it.

He recalled the last few words the Saint's Guide had spoken.

From those few sentences, the words spoken by the Holy Academy Guide convey not just disdain and contempt for Feather, but also disgust and loathing for the entire human race.

Moreover, it is very obvious.

"He hates the human race yet cultivates human cultivators... What exactly does he want" Fang Yu frowned.

After a while, Fang Yu came to his senses.

"Let me go..."

The soul spirit trapped in mid-air was still begging for mercy.

"Okay, I'll let you go." Fang Yu said, raising his right hand.

He immediately withdrew the binding power of the soul spirit.

But at the same time, his right index finger ‘whoosh’ shot out a streak of crimson flames.

"Whoosh..."

The old cultivator's soul hadn't escaped before it was incinerated by the flames.

"Oh..."

A scream rang out, then vanished within two seconds.

Fang Yu glanced at Long Shi on the ground, who had fallen into a vegetative state due to losing his soul spirit, and walked over.

After a moment's thought, Fang Yu squatted down and took off the storage ring from Long Shi's hand.

Then, another flame burned.

The body of Longshi, turned to ashes.

Thereafter, Fang Yu returned to No. 101 in Beidu.

……

When I got back to the mansion, the group from Zhànlónggé had already left.

The ground in front of the big house has been almost repaired by the little wind chimes.

"Master, those two stone doors... they weren't made of the same materials, so it's impossible to restore them." Xiaofengling ran over and said.

"Then we'll just use other materials," Fang Yu said.

"Oh." Xiaofengling nodded and turned to run towards the door.

"Boss!" Su Changge ran over.

"Murong Jian and his master went back first to tend to their wounds." Su Changge walked forward and said.

"Well, I'll have to go to Zhānlónggé tomorrow or the day after tomorrow." Fang Yu said.

Murong Jian and Yuan Sanquan, at great risk to their own lives, came to the mansion to rescue him. It was a huge favor.

Especially Yuan Sanquan, Fang Yu had a good impression of him.

After exchanging a few words with Su Changge, Fang Yu walked forward into the interior, approaching a residence near the back mountain.

I am temporarily placed here.

Fang Yu walked into the room on the first floor. Huixu was lying in bed, still unconscious.

"Mr. Fang," Zheng Ze immediately stood up and walked towards Fang Yu.

"There's nothing to worry about, let's go out first," Fang Yu said, "I need about half an hour, or maybe an hour."

Zheng Ze, Su Chang'e, and Ye Shengxue left the room together.

Fang Yu walked before Huixu, his right hand pressed against Huixu's chest once again.

Upon rechecking Huixu's physical condition, Fang Yu frowned.

The big house has a spring of life essence, and physical injuries can easily be healed and recovered... But the injury to the internal meridians within Fei Xu's body is much more severe than what Fei had imagined.

Many meridians have ruptured and are beyond repair.

“With so many cracks in the meridians, it’s probably a backlash from overexerting one's true qi...” Fang Yu thought to himself.

Fang Yu retracted his hand, chin resting on his palm, brows furrowed in thought.

Things are looking grim.

Huixu's life is out of danger, but rescuing him like this... the injuries to his meridians cannot be repaired. His cultivation will plummet drastically, and he will never be able to return to his peak level, let alone continue to ascend.

"Still have to try that method, then."

Fang Yu thought for a moment, then extended a finger and lightly touched Wai Xu's forehead.

A flash of light, and Huixu woke up.

"Fangxiong…" Huixu looked at Fangyu, his voice hoarse.

"His injuries are extremely severe. I have a way that could allow his body to perfectly recover to its state before confronting the Spirit Obliterator, but it carries a certain risk," Fang Yu said. "The risk is not small. If it succeeds, there will be no aftereffects, but if it fails... I don't know what would happen." is it!This feeling has happened more than once or twice, but many times.Every time, the outline was only extremely vague, and I could never clearly remember that figure.This feeling made Fang Yu a li...