"Your Excellency had best think this through!"

The Dean, despite his fury, remained as restrained as possible: "Killing an old man is nothing. If you eliminate Desperate River City Daoist Academy, you will be at war with the entire Zhuang Nation! Even the Dao Gate itself!"

"That sounds serious." Jiang Wang was fully immersed in character, her voice utterly ruthless: "Therefore, I advise you to reach an agreement with me as soon as possible and avoid such severe consequences for Zhang."

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“You!” The headmaster of the Wangjiang City Daoist Academy roared with anger. “Shameless and arrogant! You committed such a great sin. Do you really think you can escape? Even if you are strong, can you escape Du Xiang’s reach?”

“Even though we are miles apart, wouldn't it be possible to know my location? I, Zhang Linchuan, consider the entire world my home. Please, Du Ruhui, feel free to travel regardless of distance.”

Jiang Wang remained unmoved: "Five breaths left!"

The dean closed his eyes in pain, his heart torn between two warring factions. On one side was a lifetime's worth of hard work, and on the other, all the disciples of the entire Daoist academy.

While Jiang Wang was still counting: “Three breaths!”

The dean gritted his teeth and was about to speak.

Just then, a voice rang out from afar: "Who is the esteemed guest visiting my Wangjiang City Daoist Temple?"

This voice was persistent, steadfast, like a stubborn rock, leaving a deep impression.

Jiang Wang thought seriously for a moment, and upon touching the headmaster's anxious eyes across from him, he immediately understood.

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It is Fu Baosong!

Fu Baosong, who should have been studying at the county or even national academy of arts, was now actually at the city academy! And he sensed the spread of the illusory flowers.

Then we have a better chance. The headmaster of the Wangjiang City Daoist Academy might not choose other disciples from the academy, but Fu Huasong he definitely won't ignore. Because his unique secret art was only passed down to Fu Huasong, he practically sees him as his successor.

This is a relationship as close as father and son.

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Three days ago, Fu Baosong opened the heavens' gate and officially entered the Tenglong Realm. He is now eligible to study at the National Academy of Sciences.

After completing all the handover procedures, he immediately chose to return to Jiangcheng to report the good news.

He was raised by his father alone and had a stubborn personality since he was young. As he grew up, his relationship with his uncles and cousins deteriorated badly. After his father passed away a few years ago, he simply cut off all contact.

The only thing that worried him about the entire city of Wangjiang was the dean of the City Dao Institute.

Since he became a disciple of the outer sect, the headmaster has always taken good care of him. After entering the inner sect, he was even more generous in imparting his knowledge, regarding him as his successor.

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The old dean was, to him, both teacher and father.

Returning to Wangjiang City, of course, I stayed at the City Dao Courtyard.

Tonight, as I was studying in the evening, I suddenly felt something amiss. I sensed the presence of illusionary flowers.

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He immediately stood up, both as a deterrent and a warning.

In his eyes, as one of the only two Transcendent Dragon Realm cultivators in the entire Wanging City Academy at this time, he felt it was his duty to face the troubles plaguing the academy.

He then discovered that the fluctuation of strange energy came from the Dean's meditation room, his heart ached with anxiety. Gathering all his strength and spiritual power, he flew over quickly.

He lived not far from the dean's quiet room and arrived in a moment.

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Fu Baosong instinctively wanted to release his Taoist techniques, but his hand suddenly tightened, and then Dao Yuan was shattered. Afterward, his entire body was pulled into the quiet room by a powerful force.

The door is closed tight!

The whole process lasted less than two breaths.

It's just opening and closing the door.

Fu Baosong had already been beaten to pieces, his essence scattered, and thrown beside the headmaster of the Wangjiang City Daoist Academy.

And Jiang Wang, wearing a mountain goblin mask, sat upright before them.

Fu Baosong was overpowered without resistance, and the first thing he did when he fell to the ground was look at the old dean: "Teacher, are you alright? How are you?"

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The Dean gave him a silent glance, then turned to Jiang Wang, gritting his teeth and saying, "Your Excellency is ruthless and decisive. This old man admires you!"

“You flatter me.” Jiang Wang chuckled with a wicked sense of awareness, “So, continue to choose?”

"What choice?" Fu Baosong asked on the ground.

"I played a game with your teacher, a killing game," Jiang Wang explained patiently. "I hope he'll give me the Decree of Decayed Wood. Otherwise, every thirty breaths, I'll kill someone, until the entire City Dao Academy is left with no chickens or dogs."

Fu Baosong remained silent for a while, then got up and said, "I'll go get some paper and pen."

Jiang Wang knew that Fu Baosong was the kind to be stubborn and refuse requests. He had planned that if he couldn't find it at the Dean's office in Wangjiang City Daoist Academy, he would try Fu Baosong again. However, after witnessing his hard-headed nature at the Sancheng Discussion on the Dao, he didn't have much confidence, so he only considered him as a backup option.

At this moment, his concession was so decisive that it surprised Jiang Wang a little.

For a moment, his gaze flickered back and forth between Fu Baosong and the headmaster of the Xiangjiang City Daoist Academy.

The dean merely said in a hoarse voice, "Bao Song's decision is my decision."

This is the Dean's study, Fu Baosong was naturally familiar with the layout, and soon found paper and pen, and began to grind ink seriously.

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Jiang Wang couldn't help but ask, "This is your teacher's unique secret technique, the culmination of a lifetime's effort. It has always been your trump card, so you just give it away so easily?"

Fu Baosong's hands were steady as he ground the ink and said, "Human life is more important than Taoism."

Jiang Wang fell silent.

Fu Baosong quickly ground his ink, took a brush, and began to record the Decisive Strategies of Crumbling Wood.

For a moment, the room was silent. The director and Jiang Wang remained motionless, only the scratching of their pens on paper breaking the stillness.

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Fu Baosong finished writing, blew dry the ink, and handed the paper recording the decision of cutting down the old tree to Jiang Wang: "You can check it."

Jiang Wang gave it a quick glance and knew there was no mistake.

Of course, the Wood-Deciphering Technique was an unconventional and ingenious technique. It was a stroke of genius by the Dean, but with Jiang Wang's abilities far surpassing theirs, it would be impossible for Fu Baosong to manipulate anything within the techniques.

Jiang Wang put away the paper and thought for a moment before finally saying, "Actually, even if you didn't give it to me, I wouldn't kill anyone."

Fu Baosong did not say he didn't believe, nor did he say he believed. He only said: "I cannot gamble with their lives."

Jiang Wang suddenly felt a little ashamed.

In this cultivator who had just broken through to the Tenglong realm, he saw a kind of morality and steadfastness. This was a true upright gentleman.

Jiang Wang stood up and looked at the dean: "My initial conditions are still valid."

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He said, taking out two small booklets he had prepared long ago from his bosom. One recorded the sea of flowers, and the other, the crown of thorns.

Gently placed himself on the chair he had just sat on: “You disciples can all learn from this.”

The dean didn't say anything.

"Only Fu Baosong said, 'Your Excellency has already achieved your goal, can you leave now?'"

Jiang Wang didn't take offense, only saying: "There aren't many people like you. I hope you can live a good life and go further in the future."

As soon as the words left his mouth, he was gone.

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