Chapter 72

More and more bipolar students gathered around. They didn't know that Chu Min had been chasing Wei Ying, only assuming that a student had met with an accident and died. The fallen Wei Ying was wearing a uniform of the Bipolar Academy.

"Who is this?"

"What year is he in?"

The students were discussing. The pursuit of Chu Min, which had been intense, turned into a standoff when Chu Min stopped and ignored them.

Chu Min frowned; the situation had developed beyond her expectations.

Wei Ying's secret surveillance was definitely not out of good intentions. As for Lu Ping and the other three, the cultivation methods used by the other three were very dangerous. In the face of external enemies, they would be completely helpless.

Therefore, Chu Min decisively attacked, forcing Wei Ying to flee and pursuing him relentlessly. She wanted to force out his accomplices and then slowly uncover their intentions, ultimately eliminating all threats in one fell swoop.

If she could secretly follow, it would be ideal.

However, as Tang Mu had judged, Chu Min was not good at such things, while Wei Ying was very skilled. She couldn't keep up with Wei Ying, even though her realm was much higher. None of the abilities she possessed were of this type. She had to use her own methods, applying pressure to force the other party to reveal themselves. She didn't expect that the other party's response would be so resolute, to the point of directly taking their own life. This was something she had not anticipated at all.

Thus, she gained nothing. All she could confirm was that this person had committed suicide, and there was no one secretly eliminating evidence. She observed the surroundings, but among the many students, she saw no abnormalities.

Then she was surrounded, but no one dared to approach rashly. Until Miss Qin, Qin Sang, came again. This time, she was holding a sword tightly, and the little girl with the sword on her back was still following her.

"Don't think of escaping!" she said.

Chu Min turned and looked at her, "When did I try to escape?"

"Very good!" Qin Sang stepped forward with her sword, recognizing that her opponent was very strong, even surpassing her in realm. But she was still very confident. Realm was only part of one's strength and did not determine everything. The control of soul force, the cultivation methods and abilities to harness soul force, and the divine weapons that could enhance the power of soul force, all influenced a person's ultimate strength comprehensively.

She, as an Awakened of the Rush Soul, had a natural sensitivity in controlling the Rush Soul.

Born into the Qin family, one of the four major clans, the cultivation methods and abilities she could master were not something that could be learned in the academy, not even in the four major academies.

Moreover, the Kuai Ying Sword in her hand, a divine weapon rated at level five, was something many cultivators might never have the chance to see in their lifetime. She had this sword from a young age, which accompanied her in cultivation and growth.

Therefore, she was not afraid. She had too many sources of confidence. If it weren't for the girl's slow throw, would she have been so easily left behind by that woman?

Qin Sang's wrist turned, pointing the sword at Chu Min, and soul force was about to be infused into the Kuai Ying Sword. At this moment, Chu Min raised her hand, an empty hand with fingers spread, and then her wrist also turned.

Wind!

With this turn of the wrist, Chu Min created a wind, a tornado. But the wind was very concentrated, spiraling forward from her palm, instantly reaching Qin Sang's hand holding the sword.

The wind force was incredibly strong, so strong that Qin Sang had no power to resist. Her wrist was twisted by the wind, and her fingers involuntarily opened, causing the Kuai Ying Sword to slip from her hand and be carried away by the wind.

The wind came and went, taking away Qin Sang's Kuai Ying Sword, but it did not return to Chu Min's hand. Chu Min made a gesture in the air, and the wind changed direction, suddenly spewing out and drilling into the ground.

Dirt splattered, and the tornado, sharp like a drill, drilled straight into the ground, with the Kuai Ying Sword, carried by the wind, becoming part of the drill. In a moment, the wind disappeared, all blown into the ground, and the sword also disappeared, following the wind into the ground.

"Find your sword first," Chu Min said calmly. Anyone could see that her move was effortless, merely taking away Qin Sang's sword, showing restraint. If the wind had targeted Qin Sang's head, what would have happened?

Qin Sang's face turned red, then green, then white, looking at the hole drilled into the ground by the wind, her right wrist still tingling.

Compared to ordinary students, she was more discerning. She had a deeper understanding of how strong Chu Min was. She was不服 (unwilling to admit defeat), but she had to admit that she was no match for the other party, especially without her sword.

"Miss..." the little girl behind her stepped forward.

"What are you standing there for? Hurry up and find the sword!" Qin Sang shouted.

"Yes..." the little girl hurriedly stepped forward, digging and scooping to retrieve the sword. Chu Min was about to leave but turned back, frowned, but said nothing, and continued to walk away.

The students who had been chasing and attacking her were all there, but now, who dared to stop her? Who dared to stop her? Qin Sang, the strongest and proudest student, couldn't even last a full round in front of everyone. They, these people, would only be asking for humiliation if they tried. This person was not a student-level cultivator; the academy's mentors should handle it!

All the students of the Bipolar Academy were thinking and hoping this, but even without the mentors showing up, this woman left the Bipolar Academy's main gate quietly, without the same fanfare as when she arrived.

At this moment, their dean, Tang Mu, appeared just in time.

"What happened?" he asked, inquired, and then ordered someone to take Wei Ying away, instructed the students not to talk randomly, and personally comforted Miss Qin. Compared to Wei Zhong, the Qin family's influence was even more terrifying. Wei Zhong still showed goodwill to him as the dean, but the Qin family? Sending their daughter to the Bipolar Academy was already a matter of honor for the Bipolar Academy. Qin Sang, who was usually polite to the mentors, but Tang Mu knew that it was just the basic manners and respect a person should have, not necessarily genuine respect.

Now, Miss Qin was in a very bad mood, and she didn't have a good face to show to the dean of the Bipolar Academy.

The little girl was still digging hard. Tang Mu smiled bitterly, walked forward, patted the little girl to move aside, and then reached into the hole. Using some unknown ability, the Kuai Ying Sword jumped into his palm, and he pulled it out, casually handing it to the little girl.

The little girl was stunned, unsure whether to put it away or hand it to Miss Qin. When she looked at Qin Sang for guidance, she saw that Qin Sang was also in a daze.

Tang Mu showed no grandeur or aura, but he effortlessly did what they needed to do with great effort. The sword was retrieved and casually returned. Tang Mu just smiled casually, without any intention of currying favor, but Qin Sang felt a bit apologetic for her previous bad attitude.

"Thank you, Dean..." she said softly.

"Hehe, keep working hard, the road ahead is long." Tang Mu, in his role as dean, gave some unhelpful encouragement and then left.

"Miss, the sword..." the little girl held the sword and came to Qin Sang.

"Put it away!" Qin Sang said. The surrounding students had gradually dispersed, but her mood was far from settling. Since birth, she had never encountered such a setback. Who was that drunk woman?

(Next week is the strong push, and then on August 1st, it will be on the shelf. Time flies! After it goes on the shelf, you can vote with monthly votes. Do you have any monthly votes prepared?)

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