Chapter 368 Disappearance

"But if I become a heterodox warrior, I'm afraid I will be expelled from the Shura College, and decent forces might hunt me down." Jimmy was aware of the fate that befell heterodox warriors.

"I think, there should always be room for heterodox warriors in this big world. Anyway, it's all up to you," Zachary said, taking out the Evil Cultivation Formula that Anne had given him. "This is a heterodox cultivation method. If you decide to cultivate as a heterodox warrior, then, go ahead, and practice doing it."

Hearing Zachary's words, Jimmy took the Evil Cultivation Formula and nodded at him.

"Well, I'll send you out of the Ghost-crying Forest right away. Then you should be able to find your way back," Zachary added.

"What about you?" Jimmy asked out of curiosity.

"I killed Charley, so, by no means will Michael let me go. Also, I have something else to do and will be absent for some time. If they inquire about me after you get back, tell them that you found me already missing upon waking up. I would also advise you to pretend to have no idea regarding what happened to Charley," Zachary said. Then, he took Jimmy and together they strode towards the entrance of the Ghost-crying Forest as fast as they could.

About an hour later, Zachary and Jimmy arrived at the entrance of the Ghost-crying Forest.

"Keep these pills with you," Zachary said, as he took out and handed some more pills to Jimmy. Patting his shoulder, he turned around.

"You will be my brother, henceforth. In the future, I will do anything for you if you need me!" Jimmy said, overcome with emotion. Although he had been in trouble and was almost disabled because of Zachary, he could figure out that Zachary felt extremely guilty for him and had been trying his best to make up for that. Therefore, he didn't blame Zachary for his suffering.

"Thank you! I won't forget what you have said just now. See you, brother!" Saying that, Zachary disappeared in a flash.

Soon after, Willis appeared with a group of disciples, and all of them were surprised to see Jimmy so badly injured.

"Jimmy, why are you injured so badly? What happened?" Willis asked him immediately.

"I..." Jimmy didn't know how to respond to his question.

"It seems that the mad martial beasts of Imperial Level also attacked him, just as they did to Charley," Willis said to the disciples as soon as he saw that Jimmy wore an uncanny expression, as if he was confused and not in his right mind.

"Yes..." Jimmy took that opportunity and concurre

Willis calmly and coldly. Obviously, things were not that simple, with one dead and one missing.

"This..." Willis also thought that a mystery might underlie Charley's disappearance. However, the disciples who had fled back all asserted that Charley had been attacked and killed by martial beasts of Imperial Level. Moreover, there was no direct evidence to prove that they were not telling the truth.

"Bring the dead body of Charley here to me. I need physical proof," Tracy said.

Willis had no choice but to order some disciples to bring Charley's corpse to him, which would have rotted. Therefore, it would smell foul, and approaching it would be a challenge too.

However, Tracy was able to stay calm in front of Charley's corpse and begin checking it. Initially, she felt that the wound in Charley's chest looked like a result of attacks from martial beasts. But after examining it carefully, she could tell that it was caused from inside to outside, rather than from outside to inside. In other words, Charley had not died from martial beasts' attack. Besides, the degree of dryness of the corpse looked strange too.

Tracy told Willis to summon the disciples who had dealt with Zachary together with Charley, as soon as she reached her conclusion and had gathered solid evidence to support her claim.

Simultaneously, all the other disciples in Willis' group came to watch and find out what would happen.

"Tell me the truth. How did Charley die? How did Harley disappear? What happened at that time?" Tracy shouted in an emotionless tone, and her cold eyes were wide open.

With a guilty conscience, the disciples' faces turned deathly pale at Tracy's aura.