Chapter 167: Are You Fooling Us?
Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
The night wind blew.
The moon shone down on the river.
Flying in the air, Su Jingxing traversed half of Qinghe City and arrived at Xuantian University.
However, when he entered the campus, he found that there was no one there.
All of the teachers and students of Xuantian University had been transferred away.
On second thought, it made sense.
The four ancient books were stored in Xuantian University so the university would never be at peace until this problem was resolved.
Not all fourth-grade martial artists had mild personalities.
In Su Jingxing’s opinion, clearing out the campus was a very right move.
Su Jingxing flew unhurriedly through the air. Right on the dot, he flew into the auditorium at the top level of Sky Water Block.
The other areas of the campus were dark and silent.
Only the Sky Water Block was brightly lit.
All the windows in the auditorium on the top level were wide open.
Like Su Jingxing, many people entered the auditorium through the windows.
They were either fourth-grade or fifth-grade martial artists.
He leaned against the wall by a window and scanned the crowd. He did not recognize most of them.
Of course, Su Jingxing, who was wearing a cloak and a mask, was being surveyed by others as well.
Even though some of the experts who arrived in the auditorium were wearing cloaks or masks like Su Jingxing, most of them showed their faces.
As a result, whenever a person with a covered face entered the auditorium, they would receive a wave of scanning eyes.
Su Jingxing took this coolly.
He saw many familiar faces among these people.
For example, the young man who could transform into a golden human, even though he was wearing sunglasses.
Another example was Ci En Bank’s Lu Chen. He was seated in a corner with an assistant with a cold aura.
Needless to mention were Qi Xinjue, Zhao Zhongyi, and the others.
Yan Yuanfeng was the first person to call and extend an invitation. Su Jingxing found him as well, sitting beside a middle-aged man with mid-length hair.
Earlier, when he was on his way over, Su Jingxing had sent him a text telling him that he didn’t have to wait at the entrance of the first level.
Therefore, he was not surprised to see Yan Yuanfeng sitting in the auditorium.
What surprised Su Jingxing the most was the fact that Li Lilou and Xu Tailong were seated together!
The two of them each led their own teams, but they did not get into a fight or an argument.
Su Jingxing, who knew the inside story, found it odd.
Has the Li Family had found Tian Huaizhao’s murderer for Xu Tailong?
At the thought of the murderer, Su Jingxing raised his head and scanned the crowd again. He was looking for He Lieren. The person whose cultivation level was higher than Li Linzhou’s, who used a kitchen knife spirit weapon, and could produce more than 10 true energy manifestations.
He Lieren might not have shown his face at the time, but Su Jingxing had committed his aura to memory.
Su Jingxing scanned his surroundings, but to his surprise, he found nothing.
“Is he not here?”
Su Jingxing refused to believe that the He Family wouldn’t attend the conference tonight.
The matter concerned the Mausoleum of Prince Qin. Even if the He Family had a legacy of 400 years, as long as they had never been inside, they would still be tempted.
Swish!
Just as he was continuing his sensing, a gust of strong wind suddenly blew into the auditorium through the window he was near.
Su Jingxing detected a familiar aura immediately.
He looked up and saw that it was indeed He Lieren, whom he had forced back with his Thunderbolt that night.
The fellow was wrapped in black cloth from head to toe, as usual.
Like Su Jingxing, he did not find a seat. Instead, he leaned against the wall by a window and remained silent.
“So he’s late.”
Su Jingxing glanced at He Lieren and looked away.
In the fourth-grade, one’s senses were extremely sharp; they could feel it if they were being stared at for a long time.
Su Jingxing was here to watch the show, not cause trouble for the He Family. Naturally, he wouldn’t alert the other party.
Just then, the well-dressed President of Qinghe City’s Xuantian University branch campus, Ma Shifeng, strode up to the rostrum.
He, who was only in the fifth-grade, was unfazed by the attention of a group of fourth-grade and fifth-grade martial artists.
With a calm expression, he opened a document on his computer screen. At the same time, he enhanced his voice with his true energy and said, “Good evening, everyone. I’m the President of the university, Ma Shifeng.
“It seems like everyone has the same goal in mind for coming here tonight. I shall not go on about that.
“Before we get to the main topic of the evening, I would like to impose on everyone for a few minutes. Please take a look at the loan records of the four ancient books over the past 400 years in our university.”
As he spoke, the projection screen behind him lit up. Detailed loan records began to appear.
First was for the First Look At Spirit Weapons, records for it lasted from 400 years ago to 200 years ago.
The word “Lost” that was displayed at the end, stirred up a commotion in the auditorium.
Then there was “Introduction To Pills”. Records for it ran from 400 years ago all the way until 70 years ago, when it was loaned to a person named “Gu Huanxi”. Finally, the words “yet to be returned” at the end caused another uproar in the entire auditorium.
Then there was the Simple Explanations of Array Formations. The records went from 400 years ago until last month, but the final comment was still “Lost”.
“Are you fooling us, President Ma?”
A gruff voice broke the silence without waiting for the display of loan records to end.
“The first two were fine, but records of the Simple Explanations of Array Formations clearly went on till last month. How could you tell us that it is “lost” too? Do you take us for fools?”
“That’s right, President Ma. We’ve already given you face and gathered here on your invitation tonight. But you can’t fool us because of this.”
“The Simple Explanations of Array Formations was “lost” just last month. Did you also “lose” the True Energy for Beginners last night?”
“…”
Curses of anger, sneers, and voices of disdain sounded without end.
Formless auras emanated through the auditorium, clashing with one another.
On the rostrum, Ma Shifeng’s expression changed slightly. He quickly stretched out his arms to pacify the crowd.
However, before he could say anything, Han Zong, the Dean of the Xuantian Institute of Martial Arts, sprang to his feet. Facing everyone, he bellowed, “What are you doing? What are you doing? Trying to stir up trouble? Let me tell you this——we, Xuantian, don’t owe a single one of you anything! The only reason we invited you here tonight is to expose the mastermind stirring up trouble behind the scenes!
“I don’t believe none of you have guessed his motive for exposing the Mausoleum of Prince Qin.
“Bringing the trouble to Xuantian is also to make the water muddier!”
“Think about it. If the four ancient books had been in our Xuantian Dao Sect all this time, would we have endured for more than 400 years and not bothered to take a look at the Mausoleum of Prince Qin?”
Silence.
Han Zong’s furious rebuke had covered the veils that everyone was wearing.
There was no point in covering it up!
Everyone was after the Mausoleum of Prince Qin. No one was more noble than the other.
In that case, they might as well be open about it.
“I’m not afraid to tell you either. The Simple Explanations of Array Formations was stolen. Previously, three groups of people broke into the top level of our library and stole maps. The Simple Explanations of Array Formations went missing with them. We didn’t see the face of that person; all we knew was that he was a fourth-grade expert.
“As for the True Energy for Beginners, we are very honored to have preserved it. Unlocking it is also our goal tonight.” said Han Zong as he waved at Liang Yiqing, who was standing in a corner.
Carrying a square wooden box, the latter strode up to the rostrum.
“Everyone, this is the True Energy for Beginners. Due to its special…”
Liang Yiqing stopped mid-sentence.
He opened his eyes wide and stared at the opened wooden box.
The box was empty.
The True Energy for Beginners that was originally placed inside it had vanished without a trace!