Cultivation Simulator: Shocking the Academy-Chapter 527 - 380: Liu the Great Mage

Zhao Dagou fell silent upon hearing those words. He knew that every word Master Liu said was true—in this world full of mysteries and unknowns, there were too many things beyond the understanding of ordinary people. And today, what he faced, Luo Chen and that mysterious malevolent spirit, were undoubtedly among them. He took a deep breath to calm the waves in his heart, then suddenly swung the Jili Gu Duo in his hand and smashed it hard into the ground. A huge pit was immediately pounded into the sandy ground; sand and stone flew up, and the surrounding dunes trembled, causing the soldiers nearby to reveal expressions of shock.

As Zhao Dagou and Luo Chen’s clash was about to begin, a chilling wind suddenly swept over the battlefield, brushing Zhao Dagou’s face. That wind carried a chilling cold that seemed to be filled with the moans of countless restless souls. Zhao Dagou involuntarily shivered, a sense of inexplicable unease welling up in his heart. It was precisely this gust of cold wind that made him reluctant to get too close to Luo Chen in the ensuing confrontation.

Master Liu observed the situation from the side, a look of regret on his face. "That malevolent spirit is formed by the Spirit of Death, cruel and savage, extremely difficult to deal with." He sighed, "Actually, if that spirit wasn’t watching intently, I might have had some means to trap Luo Chen."

Zhao Dagou, upon hearing this, showed a disappointed expression. "What should we do then? Are we just going to let him go like that?" he asked, unwillingly.

Master Liu pondered for a moment and then said slowly, "Let them go for now, to avoid the needless sacrifice of our brave warriors. This isn’t a simple battle; we need to strategize carefully."

Zhao Dagou nodded, although he was unwilling, he understood Master Liu’s considerations. "What about Sima Changkong? He’s been making covert moves all along."

"He surely intends to convince other tribal leaders to betray the Chanyu; we cannot tolerate that," Master Liu said calmly. "Let’s report back to the Left Prince and then decide."

Zhao Dagou listened and said nothing more, just nodded silently. "Everything is up to the State Preceptor," he finally said.

As dawn arrived, thousands of cavalrymen withdrew swiftly from the desert like a tide, leaving only a cloud of stirred-up sand swirling in the distance. The desert returned to its usual tranquility, as if nothing had ever happened.

At this time, the desert was no longer the desolate death desert it used to be. Clumps of grass were tenaciously growing on the sandy ground, adding a touch of vitality to the yellow desert. They danced in the wind as if displaying the resilience and beauty of life to the world.

"They’re gone," Li Xin said dully, staring at the sandstorm fading in the distance, her voice tinged with a barely noticeable tremor. The thrilling night had left her with lingering fear, but more than that, she felt admiration and gratitude towards Luo Chen.

Luo Chen stood on the dune, longbow in hand, his body appearing taller and more majestic against the backdrop of the dawn. His flowing hair seemed alive, swirling in the wind, weaving a magnificent picture with the wind of the desert. Hearing Li Xin’s words, he didn’t turn back, simply saying lightly, "If they don’t leave now, I won’t let them leave." His voice was calm yet revealed a sense of unmatched dominance.

Li Xin listened to that arrogant voice, looked at the figure standing in the sunrise, and felt a wave of realization wash over her. She suddenly understood why she was so fascinated by this man—it was not only his great power and wisdom but also his indomitable, brave heart. Such a man was undoubtedly the most charismatic presence, both on the battlefield and in life.

At the borderland between the Blue People and the Black Dragon Kingdom, the conversation between Luo Chen and Li Xin unfolded slowly in the breeze. Sunlight filtered through the clouds, dappled over them, as if adding a few degrees of solemnity to the dialogue.

Luo Chen keenly sensed Li Xin’s gaze, so he turned his head, his eyes meeting Li Xin’s slightly dazed gaze. "What are you looking at?" he asked softly, his tone carrying a bit of curiosity.

Li Xin was startled by Luo Chen’s sudden inquiry, she hesitated for a moment, then somewhat flusteredly shook her head, "N-nothing..." Her voice was slight and trembling, clearly concealing the waves in her heart.

Luo Chen did not probe further; he turned back, gazing at the distant horizon, where lay the border between the Blue People and the Black Dragon Kingdom, also the direction Sima Changkong might flee. He asked casually, "What are you planning to do?"

Upon hearing this question, fiery determination instantly rose on Li Xin’s face, her eyes turning unusually bright, "I want to find my brother." Her voice, though not loud, was filled with resolute determination and hope.