Deep night.

Inside the City Guard camp.

Kuai Xue rested horizontally on his lap, Wei Yan sat alone in the military tent, his back to the curtain.

The tent was pitch black, without a lamp lit.

Zhao Lang simply sat on the ground outside the military tent, on the other side of the curtain.

A high-set brazier burned in front of him, reflecting a red glow on his face.

The two sat back to back, separated by the curtain.

The patrolling soldiers turned a blind eye, as if accustomed to this scene.

It seemed Zhao Lang had no intention of lifting the curtain and entering, nor did Wei Yan intend to come out.

Whenever he couldn’t suppress his murderous intent, Wei Yan would lock himself in the military tent.

And every time, Zhao Lang would sit outside the tent.

It had happened so many times that it felt like a part of life.

“Do you think I’m pathetic?” Wei Yan suddenly asked from behind the curtain.

“Why do you ask that?”

“I just suddenly remembered. I’ve walked this path alone, with only my blade, without family or friends.”

“You have family, and you have friends.”

“Those of the Wei family don’t count.”

“Heh heh heh.” Zhao Lang lowered his head and chuckled, seemingly amused and yet helpless at Wei Yan’s rare childishness.

“I’m serious,” Wei Yan added.

“I’m laughing very seriously too.” Zhao Lang said with a smile, “Am I not your friend?”

Silence fell in the military tent, so silent that it seemed he had fallen asleep.

Then a voice continued to sound: “You see, I always forget these things, always ignore others. I only see myself, and my blade. I thought I was different from that person, but perhaps, I’m the same.”

“That’s how geniuses are. Geniuses don’t need to see what ordinary people see, geniuses have their own world.” Zhao Lang said, “And, in my opinion, you are not the same.”

“What genius am I?”

“Ah, are you saying I’m not working hard enough? Am I not working hard enough, Wei Yan?”

Another silence.

Only the crackling of the flames in the brazier.

After a soundless sigh, Wei Yan asked from inside the military tent, “I never thought about it before. But now I sometimes wonder, did I make a mistake back then…?”

Without asking, Zhao Lang knew what he was talking about.

“Shen Nanqi had Shen Nanqi’s thoughts. But you weren’t wrong, that was the best choice. Rather than die together, it’s better to have one survive.” Zhao Lang paused, adding, “If it were me, I would have chosen the same.”

“You would have chosen the same?”

Separated by the curtain, sitting back to back. It seemed this was their way of communicating their hearts all along.

Wei Yan, a man of such unwavering spirit, seemed to only ever seek answers from Zhao Lang.

Zhao Lang smiled, his teeth very white, his smile very bright: “Of course.”

It was an incredibly long night.

Jiang Wang was plagued by unease all night.

As soon as he closed his eyes, the black vortex was before him.

In order not to affect An An, he couldn’t even toss and turn.

He lay quietly on his back in bed, staring at the dark ceiling, without closing his eyes all night.

Until just before dawn, an even more frightening change occurred.

The black candle in the Tongtian Palace suddenly flickered.

It jumped around wildly, as if it had gained sentience but was also terrified.

And at this moment, his Dao Vein True Spirit, the Star-Coiling Serpent, swam far away, curled up in a ball, as if shivering.

The Tongtian Palace was the original place where the Dao Vein Dragon resided, the origin of all mysteries, naturally influencing spiritual perception.

Now that such an ominous signal was coming from the Tongtian Palace, he had no idea what was happening.

There was only an instinct, an instinctive fear.

As soon as it was light, Jiang Wang got up and went directly to the Dao Academy, finding Dong A.

“Teacher Dong! I suspect the White Bone Dao is already taking action! Yesterday, Senior Brother Shen Nanqi was attacked when he retreated from Qichang Mountain Range. Instead of directly killing Senior Brother Shen, the other party chose to set up an ambush for reinforcements.

Then, in Xiaolin Town, a team of Dao Academy members who went to provide assistance has disappeared. A review of the task records will reveal which senior brothers they were. Dao Academy cultivators are being targeted like this, this series of events is no coincidence!

Combined with what happened at Niutou Mountain before… the White Bone Dao has already begun to act!”

Dong A pondered for a long time: “Go back first. Do not spread this matter, and be careful not to startle the snake.”

Jiang Wang murmured: “Teacher Dong, I feel very uneasy, as if something bad is about to happen. What are they doing, what do they want to do?”

He couldn’t describe the changes in the Tongtian Palace, because it was impossible to open the Tongtian Palace for Dong A to see.

“Your heart is in turmoil, go back and rest well first.”

“You must treat this seriously!” The sense of urgency in his heart made Jiang Wang somewhat speechless, and he tried to think of everyone he could, willing to expose many things he had experienced: “The Saintess of the White Bone Dao is very strong, but there are even stronger people in her sect that she fears. You can contact Chief Ji of the Punishment Division, he should be near Wangjiang City. You can also contact Qinghe Water Mansion, yes, the Qinghe Lord is very strong. We have had a centuries-old alliance with Qinghe Water Mansion, he will definitely be willing to help…”

“Enough, calm down!” Dong A stopped him: “Things are not as serious as you think, it’s not your turn to carry the sky if it falls.”

“But… but…” Jiang Wang’s hair stood on end.

At the same time, he was constantly telling himself to calm down, using his long-honed Dao Heart emotions.

He had faced life and death, and had been tested for a long time. With his temperament, it was impossible for him to be so terrified and fearful.

Perhaps it was the black candle in the Tongtian Palace that “infected” him.

Emotions are contagious, especially in a secret place like the Tongtian Palace, especially since this black candle is so closely connected to him.

However, why would a treasure like the black candle, which has its own spirituality, be so terrified?

“There are no ‘buts’. I have my own arrangements for this matter,” Dong A said.

Jiang Wang was still uneasy, and couldn’t help asking: “Did you investigate Niutou Mountain? Has Fang Heling made any gains?”

Seeing that he was getting more and more outrageous, Dong A frowned: “As for Fang Heling, the Punishment Division is still conducting routine questioning, with Instructor Xiao watching, there will be no problems.”

“Also, regarding the entire White Bone Dao matter. I have already informed Wei Quji, and have also reported to the imperial court. This level of matter is not something you can interfere with, I can only say so much.”

Dong A rarely offered a word of comfort: “Go back and get a good night’s sleep. Rest assured, no matter what calamity you face, it will pass.”

Will it… pass?

Just then, a Dao Academy disciple said outside the door: “Dean Dong, Dean Song has asked you to come over, saying there is an ancient elixir formula that requires your help to study together.”

“I know, I’ll go now.”

Dong A first replied to the outside, then stood up, taking a deep look at Jiang Wang: “You go back first.”

Jiang Wang could only forcibly suppress his unease, he had done all he could do.

Indeed, as Dong A said, he couldn’t interfere with other matters.

Leaving Dong A’s small courtyard, the black candle was still jumping up and down in the Tongtian Palace.

Thump thump thump, thump thump thump…

Like a heartbeat.

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