451 Impending Danger 2

"Your parents are also gold cultivators?" suddenly, Ji Fengyan asked.

Xi Sinong nodded. "The title of a gold cultivator is mostly passed down by bloodline. Both my parents were gold cultivators, that's why… I started to pick up gold cultivation."

After hearing Xi Sinong's words, Ji Fengyan did not say anything else. What Qin Muyao had said previously was not wrong—gold cultivators were indeed prone to demons' attack.

It was just that…

If she had not remembered wrongly, Xi Sinong's hometown should be a remote village, but his parents were both gold cultivators.

Just based on the kingdom's demand for gold cultivators, it was unlikely for any gold cultivator to be found in such a faraway place.

It seemed puzzling to Ji Fengyan, but it did not have any link to the current situation, so she did not question further.

Allocating the students from the school of terminators to the school of gold cultivators was a plan that the capital institute had because they had no other plans.

They did not know whether this plan was effective, but the consecutive seven days of killing finally stopped.

For three days straight, there were no longer any deaths in the institution.

Just when everyone heaved a sigh of relief, another death occurred.

This time…

The one being attacked was a young man who was protected by three terminator students. Just when everyone was sound asleep, the young men was murdered silently on his own bed. When the three terminators awoke from the blood stench, there was only a pile of white bones and a huge trace of blood stains remaining on the soft bed.

The thick blood stain soaked the entire bed and dripped down from the side of the bed to the ground. Among the patch of red, the student that was left with only bones was in a weird position. As if he was sleeping, the two hand bones were crossed and placed on the ribs, seemingly peaceful but that was even more mocking.

When people removed the bed, the ground under the bed also clearly had the same blood illustration.

Killing continued.

This time's death made everyone feel hopeless as all the students from the school of gold cultivators felt like breaking down from awaiting their death.

The institute director realised to his horror that the incidents had been too creepy. He immediately gathered everyone in the institution and questioned the three terminator students who had guarded the victim.

Among the three students, two were senior students, and one was a newcomer. When the newcomer limped towards the institute director, all the students slightly frowned.

"Last night, what had exactly happened? How would a person be killed under your watch?" the institute director, with his long white beard, frowned. This was already the eighth student from the school of gold cultivators that had died. If this continued, wouldn't all of them go extinct?

The two senior students had extremely unpleasant looks on their faces as they forced themselves to repeat what had happened that night.

Everything was normal. There were no signs before they slept, not a trace at all.

The institute director's brows were tightly furrowed as he looked at Zhou Bugui, who had a sheet white face.

"What about you? Did you see anything?"

Zhou Bugui stood in front of the institute director. After he was called on, he then looked up. His face was ghastly. It was uncertain whether it was due to fear but his eyes had dark circles around it. When he met with the institute director's eyes, he hesitantly pursed his lips. Then, after a while, he said slowly, "I… I think… I saw a figure when it was nighttime…"