Overriding the Heaven

Dai Qiu was completely dumbfounded.    

She had never seen her teacher lose his composure like this before.    

The Ji Fengtang in front of her right now, was not the high-spirited, aloof Blue Feather Sect that had no one to love.    

This was clearly an old madman, an old beggar who had been frightened out of his wits.    

And it was the kind of man who had just been beaten up by dozens of strong men.    

"Tea-teacher …" Dai Qiu mumbled.    

At this moment, even without Ji Fengtang explaining in detail, Dai Qiu could tell from his actions that he must have provoked an existence that he could not afford to offend.    

However, this entity hadn't even appeared. Just the fact that it had failed in summoning his soul was enough to cause him to go insane with shock.    

"Who exactly killed Xiao Taijin, Zhao Yu and the others … Unexpectedly, even his teacher seemed to have … "It's like a mouse seeing a cat …"    

In Dai Qiu's heart, he felt both doubt and fear.    

At this moment, she felt that the air around her seemed to be permeated with an invisible chill that seeped into her bones.    

And in the dream, when Xiao Taijin's soul was slashed to death by the terrifying sickle, Chu Yan realized that the red world in front of his eyes had started to distort as well.    

It looked like muddy water that had been stirred up.    

The earth began to collapse.    

One by one, the souls that had been shivering with fear fell into the bottomless abyss.    

The surroundings continued to crumble, and in the end, only an inch of ground remained under Chu Yan's feet.    

"You should thank me."    

Just then, Chu Yan heard a loud rumbling noise from above his head.    

His voice was like thunder in the clouds.    

Raising his head, Chu Yan saw that deep in the sky, a pair of scarlet red eyes slowly appeared.    

The eye imprinted itself onto Chu Yan's eyes, piercing through his flesh, fiercely imprinting itself on his heart like a red-hot iron.    

Chu Yan's heart skipped a beat and he opened his eyes.    

The night was as cold as water.    

The moonlight shone through the window, casting a silvery light on the quiet bedroom floor.    

"It's a dream--"    

Chu Yan muttered.    

But the dream was too real, too clear.    

He could clearly recall every single detail of it.    

"When a cultivator dreams, there must be some sort of change or omen." Chu Yan secretly thought, "Yellow Springs, Death Soul, the soul of the Xiao Taijin that was killed, could it be that it was because of the Door of Hell that I had such a dream, and the voice in the dream, the pair of eyes, came from that person in the Door of Hell?"    

Thinking about the pair of eyes that seemed to be immersed in fresh blood, Chu Yan felt a faint pain in his head.    

However, the pain only lasted for a moment before it disappeared.    

At this time, Chu Yan felt a pair of eyes looking at him.    

Raising his head, he saw Shen Qing's clear eyes looking at him.    

The two of them were lying on the bed, separated by only a small distance.    

And Chu Yan did not realise just when Shen Qing woke up.    

With this thought, Chu Yan gained a deeper understanding of the dreamland's effects on him.    

"What time is it now?" Chu Yan asked.    

Since he was awake, and he wasn't sleepy, Chu Yan sat up.    

"It's only been two hours since I laid down." Shen Qing said.    

"You haven't slept?" Chu Yan glanced at her.    

One had to say, this female disciple of his not only had an extremely beautiful appearance, but also an extremely good figure.    

Although he was a bit thinner, the thinner he was, the thinner he would be, and the more fleshy he would be. However, he had not lost anything.    

Normally, she would always be wearing a long skirt, but she couldn't tell that tonight, she was wearing a small, snug garment, which was why she was able to see it so clearly.    

"Yes, I've been absorbing the medicinal energy." Shen Qing replied seriously.    

"Then continue lying down and absorbing the medicinal energy. I'll set up another Spirit Convergence Array for you."    

Chu Yan got off the bed, and after a while, he circled around the bed and laid down a Spirit Gathering Array to help Shen Qing absorb the medicinal power.    

"Don't move, I'll go out and take a look."    

After instructing Shen Qing, Chu Yan put on his clothes and went to the courtyard outside the hall.    

Because it was within the Imperial City, even though it was a remote courtyard, it still seemed more graceful and more luxurious than an ordinary rich family's residence.    

Chu Yan sat down on the stone table in the courtyard, his fingers drumming on the table in a rhythmic manner as he recalled the dream he had just had.    

"You should thank me." Chu Yan thought back to the voice in his dreams.    

He thought back to the scene where Xiao Taijin's soul was exterminated.    

His eyes narrowed.    

In his eyes, there was a sharp glint of light.    

"Are you trying to tell me that I don't have to worry about anything in this matter?"    

As he was thinking about this, Chu Yan suddenly had a thought.    

The sound of something tearing through the air came from the front.    

Ding! A thin silver needle pierced the stone table in front of him.    

The moonlight fell on the silver needle and seemed to be flowing through it. It moved past the needle and finally condensed into a dazzling point at the end of the needle.    

In the next moment, Chu Yan saw a few words that were as thin as hair engraved on the needle. Your wife is in my hands.    

"Wife, this name is very unique."    

"Wonderful!"    

In the blink of an eye, Chu Yan came to his senses.    

With a boom, his body was like a cannonball, shaking the air around him like a tidal wave. In an instant, he had jumped above the high wall.    

That was the direction that the silver needle had come from.    

However, when he looked around, he couldn't find anyone and couldn't feel any spirit energy fluctuations either.    

"Right now in the Imperial City, there are many elite disciples from various sects guarding everywhere. The ones who can be so secretive are either experts in hiding or cultivators whose cultivation is far above mine."    

As Chu Yan muttered to himself, he used the Consonance Jade to send a few messages to Lin Miaoran.    

But after waiting for a while, there was no response.    

"We don't even know if this person is an enemy or friend. If Handsome is here, it would be much easier to deal with him."    

Chu Yan remembered that a handsome nose was very useful and his sense of smell was very sensitive.    

If it were here, it would be possible for it to sniff the scent of the silver needles, then look for the person who shot the needles, or go and look for Lin Miaoran directly.    

However, he did not know where Handsome had gone. He had not seen it ever since he returned from meeting his teacher today.    

The Consonance Jade did not receive Lin Miaoran's response at this time, so it was basically certain that the person who shot out the silver needle had kidnapped him, from the looks of it.    

But Chu Yan could not figure out what the other party was planning to do.    

At this moment, the corner of Chu Yan's eyes flashed.    

Another silver light shot towards him.    

At the same time, he also caught a glimpse of a figure, moving at an extremely fast speed towards the shadow that the moonlight could not find.    

"I see you!" Chu Yan sneered.    

Although it was just a glance, he could already confirm that the other party's cultivation level was not any higher than his.    

And competing in movement techniques of the same level, His Highness Chu has never been afraid of anyone!