On the street where you turn right after exiting Zhilingyuan Supervisory Committee's main street, there is an ordinary breakfast shop. Five people and five steaming bowls of hot noodle soup gathered around an old wooden table. Some people eat with great enthusiasm, while others seem to be absent-minded.
"I said, is this good?" Mo Lin fiddled with the bamboo chopsticks in his hand, took a few bites and then stopped, saying a little uneasily.
"Huh?" Lu Ping, whose face was halfway down, looked up at him.
"Do you know what our status is now?" Molin said.
"What's your identity?" Lu Ping asked.
"He is a wanted criminal in the Xuanjun Empire!" Mo Lin said.
"Isn't this already a long time ago?" Lu Ping said.
"So... wouldn't it be a bit disrespectful for us to sit here and eat noodles carelessly like this?" Mo Lin said and looked around. Although the rain had stopped, the streets were still deserted. He didn't notice anything, but his instinct told him that they must have been targeted.
Lu Ping smiled. Of course he understood what Molin meant, and he had never experienced that cautious attitude before. He had been careful on the way from Xiafeng City to Beidou College a year ago. He rarely even came to such urban areas and walked more into the wilderness. But things are different now, and Lu Ping's strength has made a qualitative leap. He is not the type of ordinary cultivator who improves through practice over time. Instead, he has reached peak strength early on, but he just struggled to find a way to control it.
After three years at Zhefeng Academy, he figured out how to take advantage of the loopholes in the customization of Ecstasy. For him, the most difficult step was almost completed. The various trainings that followed were not that difficult, and the improvement in strength could be said to be like a flood bursting its banks. When he first entered Beidou Academy, the strength of the fourth soul penetration was too difficult for him to deal with. A month later, he was able to go toe-to-toe with Lu Chenfeng, who had the fifth soul penetration.
"It's stronger now." Lu Ping said.
"What you said makes sense..." Mo Lin was speechless. He had not been in touch with Lu Ping's uprightness for some time.
"But in this case, it will inevitably cause some troubles that could have been avoided." Molin said, looking around again, there was no change, but after the rain stopped, pedestrians gradually began to appear on the street.
Mo Lin looked away and saw that Lu Ping was just eating noodles seriously. He shook his head helplessly and started to deal with his bowl of noodles.
"How have you been this year?" Lu Ping asked. Previously, the hospital supervisory committee came out and bumped into Mo Lin and Fang Yizhu, then returned, and then left again, but they never had a chance to reminisce.
"Still doing the same thing." Mo Lin said.
"Old profession? Why didn't you go to the college recommended by the dean?" Lu Ping said.
"The recommendation letter is lost." Mo Lin was depressed.
"So, among the four, I was the only one who entered the four major colleges." Lu Ping said. The four of them had four letters of recommendation, but Mo Lin's was lost, Xi Fan was taken home, and Su Tangxian also learned that he finally joined Nightingale and gave her letter of recommendation from Yueyue College to Zhong Qian. Among the four, only Lu Ping followed Guo Youdao's arrangement.
"So now you are considered a famous teacher!" Mo Lin said.
"And me." Fang Yizhu added.
"How did you two meet together?" Lu Ping asked after looking at the two of them.
"I want to know too." Mo Lin said angrily.
"We are all looking for you, and you are here, so we met here. Is this a reasonable explanation?" Fang Yi noted.
"You followed me all the way from Beidou College to here, okay?" Mo Lin was indignant.
"Beidou College? Have you ever been to Beidou College?" Lu Ping said.
"Uh, that's the question..." Mo Lin didn't know exactly what plan he fell into. In short, he was definitely not going to deliver benefits to Beidou College. Lu Ping is now a disciple of Beidou College, and his intention to go to Beidou College is a bit embarrassing. As a result, before he could think of what to say, Fang Yizhu already said, "He set a fire."
"It's a mission, a mission." Molin hurriedly slurred. However, Lu Ping obviously didn't care much about Mo Lin's stance and behavior. He just nodded and then looked at Fang Yizhu: "What happened to Beidou?"
After hearing the news brought by Chu Min that day, Lu Ping left on the spot. The supposed earth-shattering incident involving the Seven Stars Association of Beidou Academy has not spread yet, and the news seems to have been kept confidential to a considerable extent.
"The matter of Beidou is very complicated. We will elaborate more when we have time." Fang Yi noted.
"Then why did you come to me?" Lu Ping asked.
"Zhaofeng Academy is gone now, but I think you need to understand the significance of its existence." Fang Yizhu said.
"Oh?" Lu Ping put down his chopsticks. Fang Yizhu's tone was very solemn, and he seemed to be a different person from the Fang Yizhu whom Lu Ping had come into contact with before.
"Zhaofeng Academy was founded in 1925 by Lao Guo. At that time, he claimed to be a disciple of Xuanwu Academy." Fang Yizhu said.
"Yeah." Lu Ping nodded. This was Guo Youdao's public information, but now he knew that Guo Youdao's identity was not that simple. And Fang Yizhu seems to be about to reveal the information that Guo Youdao has been hiding, and this is what Lu Ping has always wanted to know.
"Of course you now know that his identity is not that simple. The four letters of recommendation he gave you are enough to show that he is not only a disciple of Xuanwu Academy, but also a disciple recognized by Beidou, Nantian, and Queyue Academy. ." Fang Yi noted.
"Yes, but he and Beidou..."
"Yes, Beidou College is his true origin. After he left Beidou College, he mixed in the other three colleges and obtained this status. Xuanwu College was the last of the four major colleges he attended. This became his public identity after he opened the academy." Fang Yizhu said.
"What's his purpose for doing this?" Lu Ping asked. Not only him, but also several other people at the table became curious.
Fang Yizhu stopped at this moment, looked at the others, and did not continue.
"Isn't it convenient? Then talk about it privately later and eat noodles." Chu Min said with a smile.
Ling Ziyan was very obedient and immediately lowered her head and continued eating noodles, but Mo Lin, on the other hand, was staring at the street.
"I'm afraid that's the end of breakfast," he said.
Everyone turned their heads following his gaze and saw an extra pedestrian walking straight on this street that had always been deserted. After the five people gathered their attention, he smiled without hiding it. He walked straight over and stopped about three meters away from a table of people. He looked at the breakfast stall and then at the hot noodle soup in front of each of the five people. He waved to the owner of the breakfast stall and said, "Boss, bring me a bowl of noodles like theirs."
"Okay." The boss responded and started to move quickly.
"Wait until I kill them, and then taste their last meal before death." The man said.
Bang...
The boss who had just lifted the lid of the pot suddenly dropped the pot lid to the ground when he heard these words, and he was stunned.
"Why don't you come down?" This man's face always looked kind and gentle, "Do you also want to be killed by me?"
