"We can unite to protect ourselves." Wei Huangan asked.
"What a joke! How can we protect ourselves? Let alone the Holy Academy, any aristocratic family can make us bow our heads."
"My bones are injured and I can't lower my head." Wei Huangan leaned back in his chair with a cynical look.
Meng Jingye said: "Don't be suspicious, the Holy Academy will definitely give an appropriate solution. After all, the two places are one family."
"Why should we worry about the Holy Academy? What we worry about are those wealthy and powerful families with ugly ways of eating!" said Yun Zhaochen.
"With the Holy Academy here, they will be more restrained." Zeng Yue said.
"With the Holy Academy here, why did Saint Fang Xu go to the ancient land?" Wei Huangan asked back.
The six Grand Secretaries of Shengyuan Continent were speechless.
Meng Jingye said, "Fang Yun was attacked by the Xun family for preaching that our ancestor Meng is kind by nature. Our Meng family has repeatedly protected him in secret. Although Fang Xusheng is dead, you are his friends, and also our friends. We cannot let him be disappointed in the afterlife. How about this? While the outside world doesn't know much about the Blood Mang Ancient Land, we will bring Wei Huangan to the Shengyuan Continent and inform His Majesty the Eastern Saint first. He is reasonable and likes Fang Xusheng very much. He will definitely be able to issue some temporary decrees that are beneficial to the Blood Mang Ancient Land."
Zeng Yue nodded immediately and said, "That's right. Dong Sheng is the backbone of the human race. He even gave up the Jinglong Pen to save Fang Yun. Everyone in our family knows that Dong Sheng is very satisfied with Fang Xu Sheng in private, and he almost rushed to accept Fang Xu Sheng as his disciple. The students of the Wang family have been studying Fang Xu Sheng's poems and essays recently. Whoever studies it thoroughly will be favored by His Majesty Dong Sheng."
"Alas... Everyone knows that Dong Sheng likes Fang Xu Sheng the most. His Majesty Dong Sheng is probably the saddest person when Fang Xu Sheng dies. People in Dong Sheng Pavilion privately spread rumors that His Majesty Dong Sheng really hopes to wait until Fang Yun is canonized as a saint quickly, and then give the position of Dong Sheng to Fang Xu Sheng. But now..."
Wei Huangan said: "Your Majesty the Eastern Saint is virtuous and generous, and I have always admired him. If we can get his care, the scholars in Xuemanggu will be able to get through this crisis safely."
Meng Jingye said: "There is no time to lose, let's return to Shengyuan Continent now."
As Meng Jingye spoke, he held the official seal in his hand and connected to the holy temple of Juyun City.
However, the temple did not give back.
"Alas... It has been blocked. Wait a little longer." Meng Jingye sighed helplessly.
Tan Hemu said, "Everyone stay here for now. I have to go back to Pingcheng to save my people from danger. Brother Huangan, if you return to the ancient land of Xuemang, you must send a letter immediately. I will discuss important matters with you."
Everyone understood clearly that Tan Hemu was not saving people from disaster, but was going home to prepare for retreat and look for treasures. Once he got the news, he would discuss with everyone how to solve the problem.
"I have something important to do and I have to leave."
Except for Yun Zhaochen and Wei Huangan, all the grand secretaries stood up one after another, bid farewell to everyone, and flew to their respective cities.
Everyone stood in the courtyard looking at the backs of those people for a long time in silence.
Wei Huangan said: "I will not return to the city for the time being. I will stay here and wait for the opportunity to go to the Holy Academy. We will take this opportunity to collect the essence of vitality near Juyun City. As for the treasures and divine objects farther away, forget about them."
"Walk!"
Everyone immediately flew into the air and began to collect drops of vitality essence from all directions.
The essence of vitality is extremely rare. In a quarter of an hour, only a dozen drops fall within a mile. It is difficult for ordinary people to seize the opportunity, but the university scholars fly to high altitudes and high speeds to continuously receive the essence of vitality like raindrops. Some are too far away and will engage in verbal battles.
When the essence of vitality touches the verbal sparring, it will be absorbed, and the verbal sparring will be strengthened.
Every drop of vitality essence will slightly enhance the lip-splitting and tongue-splitting skills. One drop is almost equivalent to continuously sharpening the lip-splitting and tongue-splitting skills for a month!
Many university scholars worked day and night to collect the knowledge. On the second day, each university scholar's verbal battles were equivalent to an extra ten years of sharpening. They gained considerable growth and formed a qualitative change. If they continued to collect the knowledge, in three to five days at most, their verbal battles would be comparable to those of the ten university scholars!
This is the power of the essence of vital energy, it has many uses.
Not only the Grand Secretary was collecting the essence of vital energy, but people from Juyun City also went to all directions to collect it.
The private soldiers of the lord of Juyun City all gathered outside the city gate. At Yun Zhaochen's command, those soldiers and scholars headed to the edge of the ancient land to look for more treasures.
As the group continued to collect vital energy essence near Juyun City, Meng Jingye said in a thunderous voice: "The blockade has been lifted. Come here quickly and leave immediately."
The seven grand secretaries immediately approached Meng Jingye.
Yun Zhaochen bowed and said, "Have a safe journey everyone. I will stay here and await the arrival of the special envoy from the Holy Academy." While speaking, Yun Zhaochen looked at Wei Huangan solemnly.
Wei Huangan also nodded heavily, indicating that he would live up to expectations and carve out a place for the human race in the Xuemang Ancient Land.
"Let's go!"
Meng Jingye held up the official seal, and then a colorful divine light descended from the sky and enveloped everyone. Then the colorful divine light quickly retracted upwards, taking the seven people away from the Blood Mang Ancient Land.
Yun Zhaochen sighed softly and murmured to himself: "I hope Huang An can return safely. Fang Xusheng is gone, and Huang An is the only support for my Xuemang people."
After saying that, Yun Zhaochen looked in the direction of the ruins of Dragon City. There was no trace of Dragon City there anymore, and the ruins of Dragon City had completely disappeared.
"Saint Fang Xu, please have a safe journey. I will always remember your kindness and virtue. If the two worlds are united, I will walk a million miles to spread your heroic name in both worlds so that no one will forget it."
Yun Zhaochen said this as he bowed.
A colorful light flashed, and Wei Huangan found himself on an empty square. The surrounding buildings were majestic and magnificent, far more solemn than the Xuemang Ancient Land.
There were some scholars walking around nearby, most of them were Jinshi or Hanlin. Some of them just took a look and left, but some saw Meng Jingye and others, stopped and looked sad. These people knew that Meng Jingye and others had gone to the ancient land of Xuemang.
It was daytime in Shengyuan Continent at this moment. The sky was clear and cloudless. Accustomed to the environment of the Ancient Land of Xuemang, Wei Huangan instinctively narrowed his eyes, then took out a fan and fanned it gently with a serious expression.
The responsibility of the whole world depends on him alone.
Wei Huangan coughed lightly and asked, "Where are we going?"
Meng Jingye looked around and saw the expressions of those people. He knew that the news of Fang Yunsheng's death had spread. He suppressed his grief and said, "Let's go to Dongsheng Pavilion first. Let's go. I'll ask about the current situation."
Zeng Yue said: "I will also send letters to my family."
Except for Wei Huangan, the others began to pass the letters around.
Wei Huangan looked around with extreme vigilance, his mind working rapidly.
After taking a few steps, Meng Jingye suddenly cried out: "Dongsheng Yizi!"
"What?" The others stopped, Wei Huangan gripped the fan tightly, his knuckles turning white.
Meng Jingye seemed to have lost his soul, and said: "The previous Eastern Saint King Jinglong resigned from the Eastern Saint position and went into seclusion to practice. After the Saint's Council, Mo Ju of the Miscellaneous Family Semi-Saint Sect temporarily took over the position of Eastern Saint."
"What!"
"Why is it so!" Zeng Yue was furious.
“It’s over…” Wei Huangan had a look of despair on his face. He had communicated with Meng Jingye and others in the past two days and had some understanding of the situation in Shengyuan Continent. He knew very well that one of the reasons why Fang Yun had been repeatedly obstructed in Shengyuan Continent was that he was obstructing the holy path of Zongsheng.
Zongsheng is in power temporarily, but the consequences are disastrous.
.(To be continued.)