Nightfall

The Academy's Prediction

The strongest cultivators at the front yard of Peach Mountain had yet to join in the fight.

The national master of the Golden Tribe and Zhao Nanhai were both unfathomably powerful. Ye Hongyu had shown that she could be horrifying. Qi Nian from Buddhism had been so quiet that people almost forgot he was there. But he was after all the world wayfarer and as mighty as Ye Hongyu and her brother Ye Su. There was no need to mention the Hierarch. Since General Lebu had wounded her seriously, Tang Xiaotang figured it seemed impossible for her to get her man out of this no matter how desperately she fought.

It seemed Chen Pipi should have been more depressed than her because he was the one waiting to be rescued. Yet he did not think that way and still carried a smile on his chubby face.

“Why?” He asked Tang Xiaotang.

Tang Xiaotang replied seriously, “Because I can’t make it.”

Chen Pipi said, “If it was only you, of course you could not make it.”

Tang Xiaotang said fearlessly, “I don’t care if we die together.”

Chen Pipi disagreed with grievance, “I don’t want to die.”

Tang Xiaotang reassured him, “There’s nothing to be afraid of in death.”

But Chen Pipi insisted, “I just don’t want to die together.”

Tang Xiaotang felt a bit upset and did not reply to that.

Chen Pipi patted on her head and comforted with a smile, “Since you are here, you are my girl. You need to listen to me. We are not dying here today.”

Tang Xiaotang said without raising her head, “I’m not leaving.”

Chen Pipi continued, “No worries, I’m not going to die either. None of us will die here. Although we will face death eventually, I’m pretty sure we are not dying here today.”

Tang Xiaotang looked up at him with hope, “You think you can do it?”

“No, I don’t. But since Eldest Brother approved of your trip to the Peach Mountain, he is definitely not planning to let us die.”

Chen Pipi shook his head but smiled.

He knew that Ning Que was already at the Peach Mountain and right there at the Rite to Light. His fellows from the Academy must have planned for something. Tang Xiaotang should have known. She just had not realized it.

People around the altar had thought so too. Since the Academy had sent someone from their second generation, they had made it clear. Someone else must be coming too.

But who could that be? The Eldest Brother, Second Brother or Senior Sister?

Qi Nian was thinking silently about Jun Mo who cleaved the stone statue of Buddha with his sword on that rainy autumn day at Lanke Temple. Other people were also silent and somewhat scared.

Li Manman, the Eldest Brother, had killed numerous people in front of Cong Ridge. No one in the Yuelun Kingdom had survived, from the emperor all the way to the foot soldiers. Even master Qi Mei from the Xuankong Temple was not able to stand up to him and was seriously wounded. Then he clashed with the powerful Abbey Dean throughout the world, before finally fighting him in the decisive battle in the City of Chang’an.

When Second Brother Jun Mo was defending the Verdant Canyon, tens of thousands of cavalrymen could not get through. Even Ye Su was defeated. Although Jun Mo lost an arm to Liu Bai eventually, he had also seriously wounded the most powerful man in the world. Senior Sister Yu Lian was the legendary Twenty-Three-Year Cicada. She defeated the Hierarch and wounded him seriously in the back mountain of the Academy. Even though the West-Hill Divine Halls tried to keep this a secret, the Great Tang had spared no efforts in spreading the news throughout the world. There was no need to mention that later on in their battle in Chang’an she had leapt into the sky, cut off the rainbow and left the Abbey Dean no choice but to stay in Chang’an.