As the world buzzed with talk about Changsheng Academy, Horn had already completed a formation that was both offensive and defensive. Mr. Wei, Mr. Qiao, Jiang Wan, and Lin Zixuan stood in awe, unable to fully comprehend what they had just witnessed. The intricacies of the formation were beyond anything they had ever seen, leaving them with newfound insights.
Horn handed Lin Zixuan a jade token engraved with intricate patterns. "The formation I've set up requires a cultivator at least in the early stage of the Creation Realm to control it," he explained. "I'll be leaving for Tianhai tomorrow, and you will stay to guard the Academy of Immortality. Linzhou won't be peaceful during this time."
Lin Zixuan hesitated to take the jade token. She frowned, her voice firm, "I want to go to Tianhai with you."
Horn understood her concerns. "I'm leaving Yu Xin and Lu Lin here in Linzhou. Someone needs to protect this place, and I trust you," he reassured her.
Horn's thoughts were clear: the path ahead in Tianhai would be fraught with bloodshed, something he didn't want Tang Yuxin to witness. His eyes, cold with determination, were set on revenge.
Finally, Lin Zixuan took the jade token and sent a secret message to Horn: "Disciple, if you dare to die in Tianhai, even if you walk the road to hell, I will find you."
Horn responded with a slight smile, his voice calm as he transmitted back, "Zixuan, are you confessing your love to me? Can't you just say you want to stay by my side? But don't worry, nothing will happen to me."
Lin Zixuan glared at him but said nothing. Although she was reluctant to stay, she accepted Horn's arrangement, trusting him.
"This formation will only activate if an external enemy invades," Horn explained. "When you hold this jade token, you'll instinctively know how to control it."
Mr. Wei and Mr. Qiao were curious, unable to discern the formation's level without any visible fluctuations or light. But given that Horn used 100,000 Supreme Grade spirit stones, they knew it must be extraordinary.
Mr. Qiao couldn't contain his curiosity and asked, "Senior Su, is this a seven-star formation?"
Horn smiled lightly. "When the formation is activated, you'll see for yourself," he replied before heading back alone, leaving the others to manage the new academy.
Back at the villa, Tang Yuxin had finished her cultivation. She had hoped for a simple evening and suggested they return home, which Horn agreed to.
As they walked out together, Tang Yuxin asked worriedly, "Horn, I saw the news online. Did you kill Ye Qingtian and Ye Binglan?"
Horn nodded slightly, reassuring her, "Yuxin, don't worry. I know what I'm doing."
Tang Yuxin nodded, her trust in him unwavering. "I believe you because you've never lied to me."
Then, with a firm resolve, she added, "Horn, no matter what happens, even if the world turns against you, I'll stand by your side."
As they reminisced about the past, time seemed to fly. Eventually, they arrived at Tang Yuxin's home. But the sight that greeted them was one of horror.
The door was shattered, and Tang Yuxin's mother, Zhao Meiqin, lay on the ground, her face swollen, blood trickling from her mouth. Standing over her was Zhao Zhigang, her brother, with a fierce look on his face. His wife, He Juan, stood beside him, a mocking smile on her face.
"Mikoto, I'm your brother," Zhao Zhigang sneered. "Is this how you treat family? No tea, no hospitality? I slapped you to teach you some manners. You should be grateful."
A young woman, Zhao Lingfei, sneered, "Dad, why waste time? That b**ch must have stashed away some resources. Let's take what's ours."
A man, Xu Yuanlong, stood beside Zhao Lingfei, his arm around her waist. He was a student at Tianhai Immortal Martial Academy, his father a teacher there. Zhao Lingfei had caught his eye months ago, and now, he had come to claim her—and more.
Zhao Zhigang's family had long been greedy, exploiting Zhao Meiqin for any money they could squeeze out. Now, they were here again, this time for Tang Yuxin's cultivation resources.
He Juan kicked Zhao Meiqin again, breaking two of her ribs. "Get that b**ch of a daughter of yours back here, or I'll kill you," she hissed.
Xu Yuanlong smirked. "Linzhou Immortal Martial Academy is no more. If your daughter becomes Lingfei's servant, I might consider taking her into Tianhai Immortal Martial Academy."
Zhao Zhigang, grinning, patted Zhao Meiqin's face. "Come on, sis, give Lingfei what she deserves."
But then, Horn and Tang Yuxin walked in. Tang Yuxin rushed to her mother's side, while Horn's eyes flashed coldly. He turned to Yuxin and asked in a low voice, "Yuxin, how do you want them to die?"