Chapter 127: Heavenly General Yan Zhen
The Audio-Visual Recorder, a combination of a Shadow Imprinting Mirror and a Sound Retaining Conch, could record both images and sound. Yan Zhen had prepared for this, secretly recording the entire encounter.
“…Lan Ke, leave now, and I’ll pretend this never happened. We can still be classmates.”
Yan Zhen stood atop the wall, looking down at the three figures in the alley.
Despite the darkness, the figure in the middle was clearly identifiable as Lan Ke.
“Heh heh, Yan Zhen, don’t think those Flowing Spring Boots and your slightly faster speed can save you from our combined attack. Tonight, I will kill you and avenge my humiliation! Attack!”
As soon as Lan Ke finished speaking, he attacked. The recording ended abruptly.
The students and instructors present whispered amongst themselves.
Lan Ke had a positive reputation at the Mystic Academy. He was talented, well-connected, and handsome, admired by many female students.
His only blemish was his previous conflict with Yan Zhen over Yan Ruyu, where he had been seen as a bully, only to be defeated. But that was understandable. Who hadn’t acted impulsively for a girl they liked?
They hadn’t expected his hatred for Yan Zhen to reach such a level, leading him to ambush and attempt to kill him.
His death at Yan Zhen’s hands was well-deserved.
Whoosh!
A blast of icy energy shot towards the Audio-Visual Recorder. Instructor Yu Xuan, anticipating this, snorted, swiftly storing the device in her storage ring.
“What do you think you’re doing, City Lord? Trying to destroy evidence in front of everyone?”
The City Lord’s voice was cold. “That’s nothing but fabricated evidence created by Yan Zhen to escape punishment! Don’t be fooled, Instructor Yu Xuan! Hand him over to me!”
“So you’re choosing to be unreasonable?”
“My son is dead! What reason is there to be had?!”
The City Lord roared, his grief and rage a mixture of genuine emotion and calculated performance.
The students and instructors paled, their perception of the City Lord shifting. They feared for their own safety.
The Headmaster was away, visiting the Royal Capital. He wouldn’t be back for several days. If the City Lord lost control, who could stop him?
As they pondered this, the City Lord bellowed, “City Guard, listen up! Enter the Mystic Academy and apprehend Yan Zhen! Kill anyone who resists!”
“Yes, sir!”
The City Guard Captain raised his arm, ordering his soldiers to advance.
However, at that moment, a brilliant light emanated from the top of the academy’s tallest tower, a massive barrier dome slowly enveloping the entire academy.
The soldiers, colliding with the barrier, were repelled, their formation collapsing into chaos.
“This is… the academy’s grand formation?” The City Lord’s eyes narrowed. He noticed the formation disk in Instructor Yu Xuan’s hand, his face darkening. “You’re even using this? You’re truly determined to protect that boy, Instructor Yu Xuan!”
“The evidence is clear. Those who kill will be killed. Lan Ke’s death was his own fault.”
She put away the formation disk, her hand summoning the Silver Falcon Bow. She stepped out of the barrier’s protection.
“I’m his instructor. I’m simply seeking justice for him. There’s no ‘protection’ involved.”
“Fine! Fine! Since you’re so insistent, Instructor Yu Xuan, don’t blame me for being ruthless!”
With those words, his Three Star Mystic General cultivation erupted, his Ice Mystic Power transforming into a frigid wave, the autumn breeze turning into a biting icy wind, sending shivers down everyone’s spines.
At the Mystic General realm, Mystic Power possessed a spiritual nature, capable of influencing the weather, temporarily altering the environment.
Instructor Yu Xuan knew she couldn’t defeat the City Lord with her Six Star Mystic Master cultivation. She activated a secret technique, temporarily boosting her strength to the Mystic General realm.
Though only a One Star Mystic General, she possessed the knowledge and experience of a Mystic Sovereign from her past life. Stopping the City Lord wouldn’t be a problem, and she wouldn’t be injured like she had been before.
“If you want to harm Yan Zhen, you’ll have to go through me first!”
The tension escalated, a battle imminent, when a familiar voice rang out.
“—City Lord, I’m here.”
She turned to see Yan Zhen stepping out of the barrier, standing beside her.
“Yan Zhen, what are you doing? I told you to stay in the Headmaster’s chambers!”
He smiled at her reassuringly.
“I don’t want you to get hurt for me, Instructor.”
In the script, he had hidden within the barrier, held back by his cousins, forced to watch as Instructor Yu Xuan fought with all her might to protect him, until they were both severely injured.
He didn’t want that to happen again. He had a trump card now. He could face this alone.
“—Yan Zhen!!!” The City Lord glared at him, his eyes filled with rage. “You killed my son! Prepare to die!”
He charged, his attack infused with bone-chilling frost, aiming for Yan Zhen’s head.
Instructor Yu Xuan intercepted the attack, her Water Mystic Power forming a shield.
The shield instantly froze, then shattered.
She retreated, about to attack again, but Yan Zhen pulled her behind him.
She stared at him, confused, but he ignored her, addressing the City Lord.
“Old man, you immediately assumed it was me. You clearly knew Lan Ke was going to ambush me, didn’t you? Why didn’t you stop him? Because you thought he could kill me with two Four Star Mystic Scholars, right? But you were wrong. Lan Ke’s death… You’re partly responsible.”
He muttered, “Belt Mode,” his hand reaching out to grab the system, which had transformed into a card holder. He attached it to his waist, the belt securing it firmly.
“You failed to teach him how to be a decent human being. You failed to stop him from harming others. So he died. You killed him with my hands.”
He selected a card from the holder, casually tossing it into the device.
He met the City Lord’s gaze, his voice cold and emotionless. “Transform.”
Boom!
Gold and silver flames erupted from the belt, engulfing him.
At the same time, a powerful melody echoed from the system-transformed driver.
[Emperor Flame! Extreme Flame! Fiery Explosion!]
[Now, the Mystic Path transforms into the Heavenly Path! Heavenly General Yan Zhen, arise!]
The flames dissipated, revealing him clad in magnificent gold and silver flame-shaped armor, his face hidden.
Instructor Yu Xuan gasped, while the City Lord stared in shock. Everyone present was stunned.
An overwhelming aura emanated from him, commanding awe and respect.
In that moment, he understood.
His trump card’s power wasn’t just the power of the Extreme Flame. It was the power of destiny.
He would be as strong as his opponent.
His opponent was a Three Star Mystic General. Therefore, he was now… a Three Star Heavenly General!
“If you want to avenge your son, come at me. I’ll send you to join him.” His voice was flat, devoid of emotion.
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