2042 Tragic
"Ah!" He Jiao screeched tragically. He completely had no idea what was going on, yet a powerful gust of cold wind had already struck him to the ground.
He? He actually hadn't been able to escape!
Everybody was dumbstruck as they watched a man trip out of the gathered area of smoke and fall flat on his face.
A ink-colored figure flashed past, and the forbidding Raven Moon sword was at He Jiao's throat. The slightest move would be able to reap his life.
He Jiao had turned stiff, fearing to budge in the slightest.
The presence of the person in front of him was too powerful. He dared not move, afraid that he would lose his life to the person's sword if he moved at all.
"Y-Your, Your Excellency! Wh-What i-is the meaning of this?"
*Bang!* A gust of wind punched He Jiao in the face.
He immediately let out a tragic howl and tumbled on the ground like a flopping fish before someone pinned him down by stepping on his stomach.
He had originally wanted to prop himself up but got ruthlessly pressed down to the ground again.
"Hey, how clueless do you have to be to think of escaping from my Boss's clutches with a random smoke bomb?" Dao Wuji had on a simpering smile as he stepped on Godsend Academy's Mentor He.
"You think everybody is as dumb as you?" Dao Wuji patted He Jiao's cheek with the back of his knife blade.
After failing to escape, He Jiao was shaking all over as he laid on the ground, and his eyeballs were about to pop out from horror.
Mo Lian stared frigidly at the small fry on the ground as he wielded Raven Moon. "You are seeking death."
He Jiao shuddered even more fiercely.
At the same time.
The people inside the testing environment got freaked out by what was happening to that person from Celestial Light Academy.
It was clearly only his hand that got injured by the detonating blue bird, but he was rolling about on the ground right now. It was as if all the bones in his body were melting and shriveling, until the point that he was lying there limply on the ground without a skeleton.
This sight made many female disciples scream in fear, and some people even turned around to throw up, feeling sick in the stomach.
Exactly how did they turn a person into a limp noodle? No one knew, nor did anyone dare try their hand at catching those brightly multi-colored small birds again.
Everybody gathered together fearfully and turned to look at Qiao Mu.
The female disciple from Celestial Light Academy who had criticized Qiao Mu previously stammered, "Miss, Miss Qiao, can, can he still be saved?"
Li Yue pointed at the man on the ground who seemed to have no bones at all.
Qiao Mu shook her head as she wrapped a handkerchief around that person's arm. She then raised it and flung it, but that person's arm flopped onto the ground again like a limp noodle.
"All the bones in his body have shattered." Qiao Mu looked at the person on the ground with sympathy. "Unless we have a bone-molding divine pill, there is nothing I can do."
As for this bone-molding divine pill, it was not something she could refine at her current level.
For starters, she lacked many of the necessary medicinal materials.
Everybody nodded in comprehension, and Li Yue did not say anything else either.
Even though the people from Celestial Light Academy pitied their fellow schoolmate, they could not force someone else to rescue him when it was impossible.
"Sigh." Everybody sighed.
However, Li Yue still turned to ask Qiao Mu after she met the boneless person's pleading gaze.
