CHAPTER 1535: CHAPTER 1534 BEIGONG WAR GOD

The Shen Family Courtyard, Xue Nu was rescued by Zhao Hu Zi.

Xue Nu was personally injured by Ghost King San Yan, and the injuries were not light. Zhao Hu Zi fed him three elixirs given by Su Yang in succession, and only then did Xue Nu slowly awaken.

He looked around the situation blankly and suddenly sat up, urgently saying, "Where is the young master? Where is the young master?"

"Mr. Xue, don’t worry, don’t worry," Zhao Hu Zi hurriedly said, "Master Su and Miss Su have already gone for the rescue, they will soon bring him back!"

Xue Nu, however, was still full of panic, urgently saying, "No, they... they are not opponents of these people. Behind Ghost King San Yan are people from the Medicine Sect, I’m afraid... I’m afraid that they also contacted several other sects, this... this is targeting Su Yang and the Black Widow..."

"Ah?" Zhao Hu Zi panicked and hurriedly stood up, "Do you mean their target is Master Su?"

Xue Nu rushed to stand up, but he was still too weak at the moment. He was unstable and then directly collapsed to the ground.

"Don’t be anxious, I will find someone to help!" Zhao Hu Zi urged.

"You... quickly take people to Qinghe Academy, ask the headmaster for help..." Xue Nu’s voice was weak: "The Drunken Monk and Happy Monk discovered that many people from the Medicine Sect are coming to the Capital City, along with people from Horizon’s End, Soaring Cloud Hall, and Heavenly Blade Peak. These people... these people surely have... have a conspiracy, quickly let Qinghe Academy take action..."

"Alright, I’ll contact Qinghe Academy right away!" Zhao Hu Zi paused: "I’ll send someone to assist Master Su and the others first, the battle beneath Earth Immortals, Qinghe Academy can’t intervene..."

Xue Nu was stunned for a moment, his expression suddenly changed. He struggled to stand up again, urgently saying, "Where’s my phone? Where’s my phone?"

Zhao Hu Zi quickly brought out Xue Nu’s phone and handed it to him, Xue Nu grabbed the phone and hurriedly dialed a number: "Tell... tell the master, the young master... the young master is in danger..."

Zhao Hu Zi’s eyes widened beside him, was Xue Nu notifying the Beigong War God? Was tonight’s event even going to bring out the Beigong War God?

Xue Nu put down the phone, seeing Zhao Hu Zi standing in a daze beside him, he urgently said, "You... go find Qinghe Academy quickly..."

Only then did Zhao Hu Zi regain his senses and hurriedly ran out to contact Qinghe Academy.

...

In a northern city, in a deep mountain area.

In the valley, there was an estate, and the estate was brightly lit.

But at the very back of the estate, a solid wood loft was in darkness.

Within a hundred meters around this loft, there was no one around, as if it were a forbidden land.

Suddenly, an extraordinarily beautiful woman hurriedly walked over, heading straight for the loft.

Just as she stepped halfway, an arrow suddenly flew out from the darkness and landed right at her tiptoe. If it missed by a fraction, this arrow would have pierced her foot.

The woman stopped, looked up, and in the darkness, four men were coldly observing her. Despite her beauty, the four men had no emotion in their eyes, as if they were looking at a skeleton.

The woman took a deep breath and said loudly, "The young master is in trouble, Brother Xue sent me to find the master!"

Only then did the four men indifferently turn around, and the woman sighed with relief, quickly rushing forward to the loft’s second floor.

The second floor was vast, but there were no furnishings, only a long-haired, broad-shouldered man sitting cross-legged here.

The man faced away from the staircase, his appearance hidden, but just by sitting there, he exuded an aura as majestic as a mountain and river, that back enough to make everyone look up in awe!

Seeing the man, the woman’s eyes were full of admiration. She took a deep breath, dared not gaze further, bent over and bowed, whispering, "Master, the young master is in trouble!"

The man remained silent, still sitting quietly, as if he had turned to stone.

The woman dared not say more, she sat awaiting.

After a while, the man finally moved; he stood up and glanced at the woman.

The moonlight shone down, illuminating the man’s face.

The man seemed to be in his thirties, with a cold demeanor, a high nose bridge, sharply defined cheekbones, sword-like brows, starry eyes, exceptionally handsome. Though his hair was long, each strand appeared to have a metallic quality, draping over his shoulders, making him seem more stoic.

The woman glanced at him once, feeling her heart race; she dared not gaze further and bowed her head hastily, saying, "Brother Xue called, saying the young master was caught by Ghost King San Yan. Moreover, according to our intelligence personnel in the Capital City, it seems that the Medicine Sect has contacted the people from Soaring Cloud Hall, Heavenly Blade Peak, and Horizon’s End, preparing to assassinate Su Yang and the Black Widow. And the young master was used as bait by them!"

The man’s brow furrowed, hands behind his back, he walked to the railing and looked at the distant moon, saying coldly, "Using my nephew as bait, do they really think Beigong is uninhabited?"

This man was none other than the Beigong War God, capable of crushing all families in the Capital City!

Finished speaking, the Beigong War God immediately soared into the sky, in an instant flying to the distant mountains.

The woman gazed in worship at the distant departing Beigong War God, who stopped above a forest, seemingly pondering. After a while, he suddenly reached out his hand and made a grasping motion below.

A beam of light extended from the man’s hand, enveloping the mountain’s peak. Then, with a shout, the Beigong War God grabbed the beam of light and swiftly rose.

Under the woman’s astonishing gaze, that mountain’s peak was forcibly pulled up by the Beigong War God.

A small mountain was lifted by the Beigong War God in mid-air. Carrying this small mountain, he vanished in the sky in a blink.

The woman stared wide-eyed, stunned at all this. If it weren’t for seeing it firsthand, she simply wouldn’t believe it.

Although it was the mountain’s peak lifted up, it was about the size of a small mountain. This weight, how much could it be? Tens of thousands of pounds? Hundreds of thousands? Just lifted and carried like that by Beigong War God?

At the back, the four men were also somewhat astonished, but their reactions were much calmer than the woman’s.

The woman turned to look at them, then at the direction of Beigong War God’s disappearance, tremblingly said, "Master... is Master nearing the Great Perfection?"

Nobody replied to her words, but from the eyes of the four men, it was clear what the woman said was completely accurate.

The woman looked full of hope, excitedly saying, "If Master achieves Great Perfection, he can certainly defeat the Martial Champion. In the future, the world’s number one fighter will be our master, no more Martial Champion’s business, Master can finally avenge the young master’s mother!"