Cultivation Online

Chapter 910 - Sect Master of the Universal Music Academy



Chapter 910 - Sect Master of the Universal Music Academy

Chapter 910 - Sect Master of the Universal Music Academy

After accepting Patriarch Gu's treasures, Yuan took a peek into one of them randomly, and to his surprise, the treasures in this specific spatial ring were all protected by the Gu Family's Destiny Seal.

'The last Gu Family only placed Destiny Seals on their most valuable treasures. Does this mean that Patriarch Gu also carries around his family's heritage? What luck!' Yuan laughed inwardly after realizing this fact.

Indeed, just like the Patriarch Gu of the Lower Heavens, the Patriarch Gu of this world also carries around his family's more valuable treasures, as he believed that it would be safer on him.

After all, who would be dumb and bold enough to rob the Patriarch of one of Seven Legacy Families? Not even a madman would dare do something this bold.

After putting away the treasures he'd just acquired from Patriarch Gu, Yuan spoke in a calm voice, "I have one more thing for you before I leave."

"How did you find out that I would be heading to the Stairway to Heaven? Who told you?"

"The Sect Master of the Universal Music Academy, Sun Hao. He was the one who gave me the information."

"I figured it would be him." Yuan shook his head and sighed.

He then narrowed his eyes at Patriarch Gu, "I was planning on crippling your cultivation base, but since I'd already killed so many experts in your Gu Family, I will spare you from this fate."

"Thank you for your mercy." Patriarch Gu lowered his head.

Although he was unaware, Patriarch Gu's cultivation had already suffered irreparable damage because of the intense fear and stress that he'd just experienced. It may take a few days, maybe even a few months, but his cultivation will eventually collapse on itself.

Sometime later, Feng Yuxiang removed the fire wall around Meixiu and the others.

"Let's go." Yuan said to them, and they continued their journey to the Stairway to Heaven.

The ladies had countless questions for Yuan, but none of them had the courage to ask him, and they preferred to wait until Yuan decided to tell them, so they all remained silent for the rest of their journey.

'Young Master's killing intent just now… It's not something that can be achieved even if he killed people everyday from the day he was born. It requires hundreds if not thousands of years to cultivate, not to mention the amount of people he needed to kill to acquire such killing intent. What do you think, Xiao Hua? Do you have any idea about it? You've been with him the longest, right?' Feng Yuxiang tried to speak with Xiao Hua and Lan Yingying through spiritual sense, but Xiao Hua was not in the mood to chit-chat.

'I don't know. Stop bothering Xiao Hua, phoenix.'

Feng Yuxiang shook her head with a bittersweet smile.

'Do you think it has something to do with his past lives? I have been wondering about this for a while, but when Yuan mentioned his past lives' memories, it sounded like he was talking about memories of more than just one person.' Lan Yingying speculated.

'You think the Young Master has more than just the Divine Paragon's memories? Is that even possible? Having memories of two lives… That's ridiculously heaven-defying if it's real…' Feng Yuxiang said.

'Well, this Yuan that we're talking about…' Lan Yingying said.

'You're right… The Young Master is always like this...' Feng Yuxiang sighed inwardly.

Sometime later, they arrived at the Stairway to Heaven.

"You guys can log off first. I'll climb the Stairway to Heaven when I return from Yu Rou's birthday surprise." Yuan said after putting them down.

"What about you? What are you going to do now?" Chu Liuxiang asked him.

Yuan smiled and said, "I have some unfinished business that needs to be taken care of."

"..."

They had a feeling that Yuan was going to do something dangerous and crazy.

"Yuan… Stay safe, okay?" Meixiu said to him after a moment of silence.

"Of course." Yuan nodded.

"I'll be done before dinner."

After Meixiu, Chu Liuxiang, and Li Jinxi logged off the game, Yuan lifted his head and stared at the blue sky in a dazed manner.

"I warned them that if they tried to hurt my friends again that I'd return and claim their lives. Sect Master Sun, do you really think I am a pushover? I have given you enough chances now. If I don't kill you now, who knows what you'll do once you find out about Wang Ming and the others."

"Feng Feng, do you know the location of the Universal Music Academy?"

"That way." She immediately pointed west.

"Let's go."

Four hours later, Yuan arrived at the Universal Music Academy.

"Sun Hao! Again and again you've pushed my limit! Do you really think that I won't kill you because of your status?! Get out here and accept your punishment!"

Yuan's voice echoed throughout the Universal Music Academy.

A few moments later, hundreds of figures could be seen flying towards him, but Sun Hao was nowhere to be seen.

"Who the hell are you?! How dare you speak of the Sect Master's name in such a disrespectful tone! You're courting death!"

"Do you even realize where you are, brat?"

The disciples of the Universal Music Academy cursed at him.

Eventually, someone there recognized Yuan's face and shouted, "W-Wait! That's the bastard that severed one of the Sect Master's arms!"

"What?! Shit! It's really him!"

"Hahaha! What an idiot to come to our sect! I have been dreaming of avenging the Sect Master! To think I'd get the chance so soon! Today is really my lucky day!"

"Everyone! We're going to offer this bastard's head to the Sect Master when he returns!"

"Yeah! Kill this bastard!"

These disciples were all between Spirit Grandmaster and Spirit Lord, and they all started taking out their instruments.

Yuan rubbed his eyes and sighed, "What a pain in the ass…"

He came here with the intention to take only one life— their Sect Master's life, but at this rate, he'll have to kill hundreds of people before he could even reach Sun Hao.


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