Chapter 1885: Ferocious Fan Xiaoxu (Part 1)

It seemed the rules written on the jade plaque weren't true either.

According to what was written, upon entering the Great Scholar Hall, a teacher would greet you, and then you'd have a chance to choose. But when he arrived, he found only a bronze gong and nothing else.

"I must have come too fast; no one has reacted yet..."

Muttering to himself, Zhang Xuan stopped waiting for others, flew straight ahead, and soon disappeared from the spot.

As soon as he entered the Great Scholar Hall, he was so focused on sensing the spatial laws and spiritual energy concentration that he didn't notice someone beneath the gong. He kicked it down with not much force... So, a group of great scholars, despite using all their strength, failed to catch his attention...

It was like an elephant stepping on an ant, not feeling the latter's desperate resistance—the gap was too vast to be noticed.

Swoosh!

Shortly after Zhang Xuan disappeared, Zhong Qing appeared before the gong. He looked around in confusion, then his brows suddenly twitched.

He hurriedly grabbed at the ground. After who knows how long, the gong was finally lifted again.

Beneath it lay a dozen or so great scholars, as if drained of all strength, sprawled on the ground without any dignity, their faces pale and mouths full of blood.

"Mi Xuan... what the hell happened?"

Seeing them on the verge of death, Zhong Qing could no longer hold back.

These great scholars were all super-strong experts of the Master Teacher Hall. Under normal circumstances, they should be showcasing their skills to welcome new students. How did they end up lying under the gong like dead fish?

"Could it be... someone broke the seal and came in?"

Struggling to his feet, Mi Xuan looked like he was about to cry.

"Hmm, Fan Xiaoxu, descendant of the ancient sage Zichi!" Startled, Zhong Qing's eyes widened in shock: "Did he do this? What exactly happened?"

Mi Xuan explained awkwardly: "I summoned the gong, intending to find someone who could endure ten breaths on it. But someone kicked it off... To prevent it from overturning, everyone resisted with all their might, and... you saw the result!"

"He kicked the gong away with one kick, and all of you couldn't stop him?"

Zhong Qing was on the verge of collapse, nearly scared senseless: "How is that possible? The person who came is only at the peak of Saint Domain Ninth Layer..."

The gong was a Grand Sage supreme treasure. Stepping on it and breaking through the power of Mi Xuan and over a dozen great scholars... Even the three of them combined couldn't do it. A peak Saint Domain Ninth Layer—was this a joke?

"A Saint Domain Ninth Layer definitely doesn't have such power. Even a Grand Sage couldn't do it. This is something only an ancient sage could achieve..."

Mi Xuan shook his head.

An ancient sage was immensely heavy, like a world. Combined with flight speed, they could easily perform such an act, perhaps even without realizing it.

If this person were an ancient sage, this situation would be plausible. For a Saint Domain Ninth Layer, it was absolutely impossible.

Zhong Qing frowned: "I personally tested him. This Fan Xiaoxu is indeed a descendant of the ancient sage Zichi, and Fan Xiaofeng and others can vouch for it—it's genuine. Most importantly, if an ancient sage had truly broken in, the Great Scholar Hall's formations would have activated automatically, and the sleeping ancient sages would have awakened. But now, there's no movement at all..."

In the Great Scholar Hall, like the Master Teacher Hall and major families, ancient sages were asleep most of the time. If a peer-level intruder entered, it would trigger the power and awaken them.

Now, all was quiet, proving that no ancient sage had broken in.

But if not, how to explain the situation before them?

"No matter who it is, find him first!"

Knowing that further talk was useless—they had to find the person to be sure—Mi Xuan said no more, put away the gong, and flew straight toward the buildings ahead. Zhong Qing and the others followed closely.

Before long, they saw a figure standing in a nearby square, scratching his head and looking utterly bewildered.

It was Fan Xiaoxu, who had just entered.

Whoosh!

The group landed and surrounded him.

"Who are you..."

His eyes full of confusion, Fan Xiaoxu wore an expression of 'Where am I? Why am I here?'

"This is the Great Scholar Hall. You just passed the assessment, broke the seal, and came here, and you made us suffer a great loss... Who exactly are you?"

A great scholar in the crowd could no longer hold back.

"Great Scholar Hall? Passed the assessment... I finished the assessment?" Fan Xiaoxu was startled, even more confused: "Suffered a loss? What loss?"

"Pretending to be clueless won't help. I'll test your strength right now!"

Seeing his expression, as if he had amnesia, another great scholar sneered. With a flick of his finger, a book appeared in the air, its pages opening and casting light down.

The Great Scholar Hall's treasure, the 'Orthodox Body Secret Code'!

It could detect a person's true cultivation and bloodline, impossible to fake. It was said to have been written by the ancient sage Bu Shang based on the principle of the Mingli Eye, possessing the ability to break illusions.

Hum!

Fan Xiaoxu was enveloped in light, the direction and intensity of his internal true energy clearly revealed, even the color and grade of his bloodline clearly visible.

"It is indeed the bloodline of the ancient sage Zichi, peak Saint Domain Ninth Layer!"

Everyone frowned, even more puzzled.

According to the Orthodox Body Secret Code's detection, this person's identity was completely correct, genuine.

But... could a peak Saint Domain Ninth Layer really shake them all so thoroughly that they had no power to fight back? Break the seal and enter this place in one breath, and even instruct others to easily eliminate over a thousand people?

"Let me test your strength!"

Full of confusion, Zhong Qing stepped forward.

This time, he did not suppress his cultivation to Saint Domain Ninth Layer but to Grand Sage First Layer, the Invulnerable Realm.

Fan Xiaofeng and Fan Xiaoxing, at the same level, had made him suffer. For this instructor, he would raise his cultivation by one level to test him. Given his control over power, the other party wouldn't be easily injured.

Boom!

Without giving Fan Xiaoxu any chance to react, Zhong Qing struck with a palm. Stars fell, rivers boiled. Even though he suppressed his cultivation to the Invulnerable Realm, those around still felt their breath tighten and stepped back in unison.

Fan Xiaoxu's face changed, trembling with fear.

His memory only went as far as being called away from outside the mountain, and then... he woke up here. A great scholar attacked him without a word... What was going on?

He had no time to think and hurriedly retreated.

The opponent was at the Invulnerable Realm, far beyond his ability to contend. If he didn't dodge, he would likely be crushed into a meat patty on the spot.

Swoosh!

Before he could react, his body flew backward, crossing seven or eight hundred meters in an instant, as if teleporting.

Boom!

Zhong Qing's attack hit the ground, blasting a large pit.

"What... is going on?"

Not realizing he had such speed, Fan Xiaoxu's face turned pale. He lost control of his body, stumbled, and involuntarily fell, landing on his butt.

He had only intended to take a step back. Under normal circumstances, it would have been about ten meters. Now it had increased dozens of times, reaching seven or eight hundred meters...

How did that happen?

Who am I? Where am I again?

Fan Xiaoxu began to feel confused once more.