The Black-White College. Three days after a silver river appeared in the sky.
The silver river in the sky and the cold stars gradually dissipated.
Within Jixia City, the Black-White College had sent out specialized scholars to help repair the damaged buildings.
After all, Jixia City and the Black-White College were bound together for good or bad.
As for what happened three days ago…
It had already spread from Jixia City to the entire Great Western Chu.
A sword floated in the sky, and the Milky Way hung in the sky. The Black-White College's Lord of the Black Palace had been defeated, Xu Xiake's master had appeared, and he was the Sword God of the Old Millennium. Xu Xiake had knelt down and worshiped his master, then killed Hei Zi of the Black Palace with a single sword strike…
Any one of these things could shake the world.
The most terrifying thing was that all these things had happened three days ago.
After Xu Xiake recognized his master, he drew his sword and killed Hei Gong, Hei Zi, and Chu Siming. Then, he disappeared with the white-robed youth and the Lin family siblings.
The scholars of the Black-White College didn't mention anything about this.
However, when he looked up at the huge statue of Xu Xiake that was still standing in the black palace, his gaze became more complicated.
At the same time, at the border between the Great Western Chu and the Great Zhou.
There was a convoy resting at the foot of a mountain range. The convoy was carrying the Mo Clan flag of Dongli City.
In the middle of the convoy, there was a luxurious carriage.
Outside the carriage, an old man in a sheepskin fur coat leaned against the carriage's axis. He was no longer wearing a straw raincoat, but the fish basket he brought back from the small fishing village was still tied to his waist.
Next to the old man was a woman who was dressed in plain clothes and could be said to be peerless.
In front of the old man, there were dozens of figures in black or white robes. All of them stood upright and silently knelt outside the carriage.
Outside the carriage, an old man looked at the figures in black and white robes kneeling there with a complicated expression.
This old man was the coachman called Uncle Song who had driven Mo Qingrou's carriage earlier.
The people kneeling outside the two luxurious carriages were even more impressive.
At the very front were the two Palace Lords of the Black-White College. The Palace Lord of the Black Palace, Chu Xia, and the Palace Lord of the White Palace, Kong Fanxing.
The people behind him were all top-notch Exalts of the Black-White College.
As for why he was here, and why the Mo family's convoy was here, it was obvious that they were being held hostage.
The old Sword God, Xu Xiake, had asked the Mo Clan to lend him a carriage team. How could the Mo Clan not lend it? Moreover, borrowing the Mo Clan's convoy was giving the Mo Clan and Dongli City great face.
As for the Exalts and Palace Lords of the Black-White College, they had come of their own accord.
Most likely, not even the Emperor of the Great Western Chu would have imagined that the most prideful of the people of the Great Western Chu, the Black-White College, would actually have a group of top-class people who were suspected of betraying them?
At this moment, Xu Xiake was leaning against the carriage's wheels, seated outside the carriage. He looked at the people of the Black-White College, and a strange expression appeared on his face. He looked at Chu Xia, who was still covered in medicine, and casually raised an eyebrow.
"I killed Hei Zi of the Dark Palace with a single strike. Logically speaking, he should be your grandnephew? My master has killed quite a number of Dark Palace students…"
Chu Xia knelt on the ground, his back straight.
"I don't have any feelings for the imperial clan of the Great Chu. I never liked the way Chu Siming did things. Becoming a member of the Black Palace was the wish of the imperial clan of the Great Chu, and it has nothing to do with me. As for the Black-White College, after I entered the Black-White College, I received sixteen assassination attempts, all of which were done by the imperial clan of the Great Chu.”
" Chu Xia's biggest dream was to be like a Sword Master, to be able to use Sword Qi to roll over the Dragon Wall outside the Great Chu Imperial Palace…As for now, I want to cultivate under a Sword Master. I beg the Sword Master to take me in as his disciple!”
Xu Xiake's eyes twitched a few times. He didn't notice this brat before!
She had changed from a diehard fan to a diehard fan of her master so quickly.
He took a few deep breaths and turned to look at Kong Fanxing.
"What about you? Second Kong's Confucian scholar had also come?”
Kong Fanxing also knelt on the ground and smiled.
" The Headmaster once said,'Read thousands of books, travel thousands of miles, and don't let go of a master when you meet one.' A swordmaster is a master, and a swordmaster's master is even more so. All these years, we've done enough for the Academy, Great Chu, and the world. This time, we're doing it for ourselves.”
Xu Xiake slapped the ground, causing it to tremble.
"So you guys are going to follow us no matter what? A bunch of juniors want to be my junior brothers?”
The scholars of the Black-White College exchanged glances, and they all saw the determination in each other's eyes.
"Although we don't know the name of the swordmaster, we can die if we learn the Dao in the morning.”
"Sword Master's sword attack raised my understanding of the sword. I don't want to be a disciple of Sword Master, but I want to follow you. My respect for you is engraved in my sword heart and will last forever!”
"If I can see Senior attack again, I won't regret it even if I die nine times!”
The corners of Su Li's eyes twitched a few times. Was this the legendary martial arts of human cultivators who did not care about their face and walked the world?
If not for his master's order that these scholars could be considered a group of decent combat strength and could be used in the Great Zhou Imperial City, he would have killed them long ago.
As for his master, after leaving the Black-White College, he had gone into secluded meditation. He was fighting against the Land Immortals of the Great Western Chu, and that would disturb his master. As for the revenge of the Lin family, he couldn't afford to delay it.
Otherwise, they would not have hijacked the Mo family's convoy and directly headed to the Great Zhou in the name of traveling merchants.
Su Li turned his head and looked at the carriage behind him. She could sense that between heaven and earth, countless amounts of spiritual power of heaven and earth were gathering toward her master.
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