Chapter 11 Everything is calm

The next few days were calm and peaceful.

Su Yu, having broken through to Kaiyuan level four, didn't tell anyone and continued his hard practice, consolidating his new level.

Using essence blood had some aftereffects, but the atlas absorbed most of it. Two or three days later, Su Yu's body returned to normal, and he no longer felt the swelling pain.

With only one drop of Ironwing Bird essence blood left, Su Yu didn't continue using it. Otherwise, the breakthrough would be too rapid. Who knew if the next practice would directly advance him to Kaiyuan level five, which would be too monstrous.

At least... half a month, right?

Su Yu wasn't in a hurry. The higher academy assessment was still over two months away. If he could break through one level every half month, he might reach Kaiyuan level nine by the time of the assessment.

...

"Ah Yu, aren't you going to the academy today?"

"I am!"

"You don't have to go, lucky you. Can't you help me get a leave too..."

Chen Hao said absentmindedly, then froze, puzzled. "You're going to school?"

This guy hadn't been to school for several days, and when he did go, he left quickly. Chen Hao was envious. Why was he going to the academy today?

Su Yu couldn't be bothered with him. He said as he walked, "There are still over two months until the assessment. I'm going to find the instructor and see if I can learn a few more languages of the ten thousand races."

"Learn more?"

Chen Hao was amazed. What a freak.

But soon, he remembered something and said with a grin, "Ah Yu, I used to think it was amazing that you had mastered 18 languages of the ten thousand races, but now I found out there's someone even more amazing in our academy!"

"Liu Yue from Class One, do you know her? I heard she just passed the certification for her 20th language of the ten thousand races yesterday. That's incredible!"

Su Yu raised an eyebrow, "Liu Yue? 20 languages?"

Of course, he knew Liu Yue. He had often seen her in the library. It was Liu Yue who had pointed out the Kaiyuan acceleration method to him last time, although it wasn't very useful.

He knew Liu Yue mastered many languages of the ten thousand races. She was even more diligent than Su Yu. Most of the time when Su Yu went to the library, he could see her there.

But 20 languages...

Although Su Yu didn't care much about being surpassed by others, he felt a bit uneasy.

Previously, there were quite a few people in the academy who mastered many languages, but the most was similar to him, right?

He hadn't heard that Liu Yue mastered so many languages before, and she wasn't even a student of Liu Wenyuan.

It was known that those who mastered many languages of the ten thousand races in the academy were almost all taught by Liu Wenyuan. Who had taught Liu Yue?

...

Su Yu didn't ask much and continued walking to the academy with Chen Hao.

Although there were vehicles and buses, which were not expensive, most students chose to walk unless the distance was too far, as it was also a form of training.

Along the way, they saw some traffic supervisors in familiar uniforms.

Seeing those familiar uniforms made Su Yu feel a bit nostalgic.

His father had been gone for five days. He wondered how he was doing in the battlefield of the heavens.

Besides the traffic supervisors in blue uniforms, they also encountered two patrol teams from the Feng Hall, wearing black uniforms.

Feng Hall was mainly responsible for maintaining internal security.

"Haozi, has Feng Hall been patrolling everywhere these days?"

"Yes."

Hearing Su Yu's question, Chen Hao, who was looking around, immediately said, "Isn't it said that the Cult of the Ten Thousand Races has been active in Daxia Mansion? So Feng Hall has increased their patrols recently."

"Hehe, Ah Yu, have you been watching TV these days? The Governor has sent the Dragon Martial Guards to patrol everywhere, capturing many cult members. They've been executing them daily, hundreds have been beheaded!"

Su Yu had seen it, and he frowned slightly. "That's strange!"

"What's strange?"

Chen Hao laughed, "It's not like they haven't beheaded people before."

"That's not what I mean."

Su Yu frowned and said, "The Cult of the Ten Thousand Races never acts without profit. Every time they become active, it's to create chaos. But this time, they came to the Daxia Mansion, and have you heard of any disturbances? They're just getting beheaded. Did they come to Daxia Mansion just to die?"

He found it strange. The TV reports these days only showed beheadings, but the Cult of the Ten Thousand Races seemed to have caused no turmoil.

Could it be that the Dragon Martial Guards were too powerful, detecting every movement in advance?

That was possible. Su Yu shook his head slightly. These matters were beyond his control.

However, it was good in a way. This meant the Cult of the Ten Thousand Races probably had no intention of assassinating Instructor Liu.

As they walked and chatted, they soon arrived at Nanyuan Secondary School.

...

Meanwhile.

Outside Nanyuan Secondary School.

On the top floor of a tall building, a middle-aged man withdrew his gaze from the school.

Turning around, he looked at a woman cooking and mouthed, "Nanyuan Secondary School has a total of 3,200 students and 210 teachers. The students are all at the Kaiyuan level, and the teachers are at the Qianjun level. The headmaster, Chen Shu, is at the second level of Wanshi."

"The security department has 50 people, including one at Qianjun level nine, six at Qianjun level seven and above, and 28 teachers at Qianjun level seven and above, making a total of 35 high-level Qianjun."

"In addition, Feng Hall has a small team of 30 people secretly guarding the school, with one captain at the Wanshi level and the rest at high-level Qianjun."

"In total, there are 64 high-level Qianjun and two Wanshi."

"The City Lord's Mansion is 7,000 meters from Nanyuan Secondary School. With City Lord Wu Wenhai's level two Tengkong realm, it would take him just over two minutes to arrive."

The middle-aged man briefly summarized the situation. In the kitchen, the woman cooking replied while making noise with her cooking utensils, "Nanyuan Secondary School is the best secondary school in Nanyuan City, and it's a reserve for higher academies..."

"This time, we're not acting alone. Six cities are acting simultaneously, targeting local secondary schools."

"Xia Longwu... ha!"

The woman's face turned cold. "Xia Longwu is arrogant, thinking we're weak after destroying a few minor bases! This time, let's make Xia Longwu suffer a great loss. The Daxia Mansion... is not that impressive!"

The middle-aged man didn't respond to this and continued, "There's also a team of Dragon Martial Guards stationed in Nanyuan. A total of 10 people, with nine ranging from Wanshi level four to Wanshi level nine. The tenth leader, Xia Bing, is at level two Tengkong. We haven't pinpointed their location yet, but we need to be cautious of their sudden appearance!"

"The Dragon Martial Guards!"

This time, the woman didn't scoff but spoke with some seriousness, "Find out their location!"

"But they are few in number, making it hard to locate them..."

"Then create chaos to lure them out."

The woman said coldly, "Send people outside the city and slaughter a few small villages. Such a massacre will definitely draw out the Dragon Martial Guards."

The middle-aged man hesitated, "Many have died recently, and our men are wavering. Sending them to their deaths again..."

"They don't know they are facing the Dragon Martial Guards. Send those from the Bloodfire Sect. Those lunatics love slaughter. Let them scout the way!"

After saying this, the woman continued, "Once the Dragon Martial Guards are lured away, act immediately! Gather your forces and strike decisively. After slaughtering Nanyuan Secondary School, withdraw immediately!"

"This time... kill them all!"

The woman's face was cold and merciless. "Kill everyone in six secondary schools. This year, few from these six cities will enter higher academies. Xia Longwu will be furious! He thinks we're just causing minor disturbances... little does he know... our target isn't just a few minor instructors!"

The woman's expression was icy. Protecting Liu Wenyuan?

Our target isn't Liu Wenyuan!

Killing Liu Wenyuan means nothing.

But slaughtering Nanyuan Secondary School, even if the Daxia Mansion is powerful, will cause significant damage. It might not show immediately, but in a few years, the impact will be evident.

The middle-aged man exhaled lightly, worried, "You and I are both at the Tengkong level. We can handle City Lord Wu Wenhai, but if Xia Bing arrives, we're not his match."

The Dragon Martial Guards are the elite force of the Daxia Mansion. Even if they are at the same level, they are likely superior.

"No worries!"

The woman sneered, "If they appear, someone will deal with them!"

"Is someone from above coming?"

"Don't ask what you shouldn't know!"

The woman interrupted him and continued cooking. They had been hiding here for six years. After this success, it was time to leave. She wondered if she would have a chance to advance further upon returning to the headquarters.

As they talked, a little girl walked out of her room sleepily, "Mommy, I smell something delicious. What's for breakfast?"

"Good girl, be patient. It'll be ready soon."

The woman's voice was cheerful, but her eyes were icy.

She showed no emotion. This so-called daughter was just a tool for hiding.

The man also spoke with a smile, but his eyes mirrored the woman's coldness.

The little girl didn't notice anything strange and went to the bathroom, smiling. As soon as she left, the kitchen and living room fell silent.

After a moment, the man said, "What about her?"

"Kill her!"

The woman didn't hesitate, "But not now. Kill her when we leave, and burn her blood to prevent strong individuals from tracking us through it. After all, she is our bloodline."

Yes, she was their biological daughter.

But they had her to conceal their identities. Now that they were leaving, they didn't need this burden or risk.

For six years, they had hidden perfectly. No one suspected them.

They had settled here for six years and even had a daughter. No one thought that this diligent couple were Tengkong-level experts and members of the Cult of the Ten Thousand Races.

"Tonight, contact the others and prepare to act. Remember, kill everyone and leave within three minutes!"

"Got it!"

The middle-aged man responded almost inaudibly and looked out the window at Nanyuan Secondary School, smiling.

In a few days, Nanyuan Secondary School would be no more.

What a pity, a group of promising young people.

Maybe some of them could have become significant figures in the future, but they wouldn't have the chance now.

"Xia Longwu... the Daxia Mansion has been peaceful for so many years, you probably didn't expect this."

Thinking about this major move by the cult, the man couldn't help but feel excited. After so many years, they were finally targeting the Daxia Mansion. Xia Longwu thought they were just causing minor disturbances, not knowing that the main forces had shifted here.