Chapter 1001 The Abnormality of the Prodigies
"Um?!"
It was not until then that everyone realized something was wrong.
These proud children who usually seem to be full of vigor and vitality, are now all listless, with disheveled clothes, and some even have varying degrees of injuries.
Su Yichen's left arm hung limply, with a bloodstain deep enough to see the bone, which was shocking to see.
Wei Feng's usually handsome face now looked a little pale, and the blood at the corner of his mouth had not yet been wiped dry, obviously he had internal injuries.
Lan Xinyao's condition looked the worst. Her originally fair skin was now bloodless and her body was shaking, as if she would faint at any time.
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"This...what on earth is going on?"
"How could these proud children end up like this?"
"Did something unexpected happen in the Kunpeng Ruins?"
The crowd suddenly exploded with discussions.
No one expected that these top geniuses with extraordinary talents would come out of the ruins in such an embarrassed state.
What exactly happened?
The elders of each sect also noticed that something was wrong and came forward one after another, asking about the situation of their disciples with serious expressions.
"Yi Chen, what happened? Why are you so badly injured?"
The old man with white hair and beard from Xuanfeng Sect looked at the injury on Su Yichen's arm, his brows furrowed, his eyes full of worry.
However, Su Yichen just shook his head, returned to the Xuanfeng Sect's team without saying a word, sat cross-legged, and began to practice internal energy to heal his injuries.
"Xinyao, how do you feel?"
The instructors of Tianxian Academy surrounded Lan Xinyao and asked about her well-being, their eyes filled with worry and heartache.
Lan Xinyao was in a very bad condition at the moment. Her face was as pale as paper and her body was shaking, as if she would faint at any time.
"I...I'm fine..."
She forced herself to shake her head, her voice so weak that it was almost inaudible.
"Don't talk yet, hurry up and take this pill."
A mentor quickly took out a pill and fed it to Lan Xinyao.
The pill melted in her mouth and turned into a stream of pure energy, nourishing Lan Xinyao's damaged meridians and body.
After a while, Lan Xinyao's face regained some color, but her mental state was still very depressed.
"What happened? Who hurt you like this?"
A dignified instructor from Tianxian Academy looked at Lan Xinyao and asked in a deep voice, with a hint of anger in his tone.
However, Lan Xinyao still did not speak, but just shook her head, indicating that she did not want to say more.
Seeing this scene, the instructors of Tianxian Academy became even more confused and worried.
What kind of existence could actually hurt these proud children of heaven like this?
Moreover, judging from their expressions, they don't seem to want to mention this matter. Is there some hidden secret?
People from other sects were equally puzzled and were speculating about what had happened in the ruins.
However, Su Yichen and others remained silent, as if they were very secretive about the matter.
This increased the doubts and curiosity in everyone's hearts.
"Could it be that they encountered some terrifying existence in the ruins?"
"But, with their strength, even if they encounter any danger, they won't end up in such a miserable state, right?"
"Could it be that there was an internal conflict among them?"
Various speculations and discussions continued to sound among the crowd.
However, only Su Yichen and others know the truth of all this.
……
In the Xuanfeng Sect’s camp, Su Yichen sat cross-legged in the tent with a terribly gloomy expression.
He looked down at the wound on his arm, his eyes filled with anger and unwillingness.
"You damned fellow, you actually dared to hurt me. If I don't take revenge, I, Su Yichen, will not be a human being!"
He growled through gritted teeth, his voice filled with venom and hatred.
"Young Master, are you okay?"
At this time, a young man in black walked into the tent. Looking at the injury on Su Yichen's arm, a hint of worry flashed in his eyes.
He is Su Yichen's personal bodyguard, named Su Lie. His strength is also not to be underestimated. He has reached the peak of the sixth level of Tianshu Realm.
"I am fine."
Su Yichen took a deep breath, suppressed the anger in his heart, and asked in a deep voice: "Uncle Lie, have you found out? What is Ye Tianming's identity?"
"Replying to Young Sect Master, I have sent people to investigate, but there is very little information about that person."
Su Lie shook his head and said in a deep voice: "I only know that he does not seem to be from any big power, but is a casual cultivator from an ordinary family."
"Rogue cultivator?"
Su Yichen frowned, and a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes.
"A casual cultivator actually dared to snatch Kunpeng's inheritance from me and even injured me? He really doesn't know how to live or die!"
He snorted coldly, and murderous intent flashed in his eyes.
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At the same time, time passed by minute by minute, and the originally noisy exit gradually became quiet. Fewer and fewer people came out of the ruins. In the end, no one appeared except Su Yichen and his group.
Seeing that many of the chosen ones from the top forces around them had returned, the Chu family, who were also masters of weapon refining, began to feel uneasy.
They looked around, anxiously waiting for Chu Lingyun's figure.
However, no matter how eagerly they looked, Chu Lingyun never came out.
"Master, it's already this late, why hasn't the young master come out yet? Has anything happened?" an elder of the Chu family asked anxiously, with a trembling tone in his voice.
The head of the Chu family, Chu Renxiong, a middle-aged man with a burly figure and a dignified face, had a frown on his face and his eyes were full of worry.
"Wait a little longer. Lingyun is extremely talented and powerful. He will be fine." Chu Tianxiong said in a deep voice, but his tone revealed a hint of uncertainty.
After waiting for a long time, Chu Lingyun still did not come out. Chu Tianxiong finally couldn't suppress his anxiety.
He found Su Yichen and others.
"Nephew Su, do you know where my son Lingyun is now? Why hasn't he come out yet?" Chu Tianxiong walked in front of Su Yichen, with a hint of anxiety in his tone.
Su Yichen raised his head and looked at Chu Tianxiong in front of him, a hint of cunning flashed in his originally gloomy eyes.
The corners of his mouth curled up into an icy arc that was barely noticeable: "Master Chu! Ling Yun... he's dead."
"What did you say??!"
Chu Tianxiong was struck by lightning. He stood there in a daze, his eyes full of disbelief.
When the people from the Chu family around heard Su Yichen's words, they were immediately in an uproar and started talking about it.
"What? The young master is dead? How is this possible?!"
"Impossible! The young master is a genius, how could he die in there?!"
……
Chu Tianxiong's face turned pale, his fists were clenched tightly, his nails dug deep into the flesh, blood flowed through the gaps between his fingers, but he seemed unaware of it.
"Yi Chen, how did Ling Yun die?" Chu Tianxiong asked with red eyes and gritted teeth.
His voice was icy cold, as if it came from the Netherworld.
Su Yichen's eyes flashed with cunning: "Master Chu, Ling Yun's death is closely related to Ye Tianming."
