Hence, Huang Xiaolong and Xie Puti left the Xie Manor, walking in the direction of the Duanren Institute. It didn’t take long for the two of them long to reach the institute.

Huang Xiaolong looked at the institute’s entrance. In his eyes, it was as if nothing had changed, everything gave the same sense of familiarity, just as he remembered them to be.

The two of them walked through the entrance, casually strolling along the corridors.

“I really cannot figure out how you cultivate. Even the Deities Templar’s Temple Preceptor was done in by you!” Xie Puti sighed with many conflicting emotions.

By now, the news of Temple Preceptor Ying Tian’s death had spread, raising another great wave of shock through the Martial Spirit World. But then again, the Deities Templar headquarters’ destruction was an open secret.

Huang Xiaolong laughed, “In cultivation, other than talent, one’s...