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The Pit of Heavenly Origins was located beneath Jiuyou Tower. This was precisely why the Heaven and Earth Force within the tower was exceptionally abundant.

For a cultivator, Jiuyou Tower was the most desirable place because it quickened one’s cultivation speed. However, it was the exact opposite for a fiend.

The Pit of Heavenly Origins was a natural vault for force. It contained an extremely dense amount of Heaven and Earth Force, but it was also mixed with many impurities. Inhaling an excess amount would harm the cultivator’s body, damaging their Yuan meridian in mild cases. For the more severe cases, it could be life-threatening.

A cultivator could discharge these impurities in their bodies through various means, but fiends couldn’t. Besides, most fiends were cruel and fierce by nature. The Pit of Heavenly Origins had a great impact on them. If they stayed too long, they might lose their minds and eventually go berserk or even self-implode and die.

Jiuyou Tower is built above the Pit of Heavenly Origins. How is it possible to keep a fiend here?

The words on the water droplet quickly dissipated without further explanation.

Chu Liuyue frowned. It was a ridiculous statement, but she believed it for some reason. Earlier, when that eagle opened its eyes, it had the scent of a fiend! I am absolutely sure of it. Why… would the academy do this?

Yu Mo bowed. “Yes. They sent another group of men. However, we caught them when they were about to break into your bedroom.”

“Are they also doomed warriors?”

“Yes, my lord. Just like the ones who came two days ago, these men were willing to sacrifice themselves. When their break-in attempt failed, they consumed poison and killed themselves. All but one died. We have locked him up. Yan Qing interrogated him all night and used many different methods. Finally, he gave up and talked.”

Rong Xiu stopped walking. “Oh?”

Yu Mo whispered, “The Crown Prince sent them.”

Rong Xiu smiled. “It’s still the same old trick after all these years. He may not be tired, but I’m sick of it.”

Yu Mo asked hesitantly, “Master, do you think this man…”

“Is Third Brother still in the Imperial City?” Rong Xiu asked abruptly.

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“Yes. His Majesty said it’s been tough on His Highness, the Third Prince, who has been fighting at the border for many years. Now that there is no war and the Third Prince is of marriageable age, His Majesty… wants him to remain in the Imperial City.”

Rong Jiu and Rong Feng were sparring in the backyard. The glint from their blades resembled lightning during their friendly exchange!

Rong Feng was quite gifted, and he had been cultivating diligently with his master in the palace. Although he was only 15 years old, he was already a stage three warrior. Nevertheless, he was still a bit young when compared to the experienced Rong Jiu.

After ten rounds, Rong Jiu found the right moment. He thrust his spear and disarmed Rong Feng easily, causing the latter’s sword to fly out of his hand.

Rong Feng watched his sword fall and smiled bitterly. “Third Brother, can’t you give in to me? It’s so boring every time!”

Rong Jiu waved his spear around with ease. “Who would give in to you on the battlefield?”

Speechless, Rong Feng shrugged his shoulders and gave him a smug smile. “I know you mean well! Those people in the palace are always worried about hurting me. It’s no fun at all!”

The corners of Rong Jiu’s mouth twitched. “Why don’t you go to Tian Lu Academy? The teachers there don’t do that.”

“I’m not going when the Crown Prince is there!” Rong Feng rolled his eyes. “I’ve been compared to him since I was a kid. I’m sick of it.”

With that, he turned and walked away.

Rong Feng hurried and followed him. “Brother, where are you going?”

Rong Jiu didn’t look back. Since Rong Xiu had sent him such a big gift, he obviously had to accept it.