Chapter 400 - 400 The Art of Cleaning

400 The Art of Cleaning

“This time… is it really over?”

Hearing Feng Xia’s words, the village chief and the others, who were still in shock, muttered to themselves.

To them, everything that happened today was too dreamy.

They had avenged their county today?

They were still a little worried. They were afraid that they were in a dream. They were afraid that the terrifying monster that had buried the Lingyun era would revive like before and appear in front of them again!

They were able to live until now because their dreams were very heavy, but yet also very light. They had held their dreams carefully in the palm of their hands. If they were not careful, their dreams would be shattered.

“It’s the end, but it’s also the beginning.”

Feng Xia slowly landed on the ground. His gaze was solemn, and no one could tell what he was feeling.

His voice contained an indescribable magical charm. At this moment, it entered everyone’s ears, making them calm down.

Feng Xia looked up at the sky. After the battle ended, the space of the Demon Imperial Tombs had already begun to repair itself.

However, although the battle just now was short, the damage was quite serious. Even with the self-healing ability of the Demon Imperial Tombs, it would be impossible to repair all the damage within a short period of time.

Therefore, at this moment, the sky was filled with grayish-black cracks. From afar, it looked like a piece of leather that had been weathered by the wind and frost, its surface covered in hideous wounds.

Not only that, but the aftermath of many divine powers remained in every corner.

If these were accidentally activated, the consequences would be unimaginable.

“Cleaning up the battlefield is also a type of skill.”

Feng Xia suddenly had this thought.

After all, in this world, battles between divine beings were very common. Even those with slightly weaker cultivation could often break stones and cause extremely shocking destruction.

A battle among those above the Primal Core Realm could easily shatter mountains and rivers and overturn the world!

It could be imagined that if Mo Lianque’s plan succeeded and the human race rose up, the question of how to reduce the damage caused by battles would naturally become a huge problem!

Even if they did not think about it now, they would need to sooner or later.

Feng Xia rubbed his chin and turned around with a faint smile. His gaze landed on Mo Lianque.

“Your Majesty.”

“Sect… Sect Master Feng?”

Mo Lianque trembled on the spot. “I… am here?”

This Sect Master Feng had always been someone who would not wake up early if there were no benefits. Now that he was smiling so sincerely, he must be planning something devious in his mind!

“When this is all over, have you considered setting up an academy in the country?”

“Ah?” Mo Lianque’s eyes widened.

“If there’s a chance, I might be able to take up a position there.”

“Ah?” Mo Lianque’s jaw dropped.

What was this Sect Master Feng talking about?

He had just said that the battle was not over yet. Why did he suddenly bring up an irrelevant topic in the blink of an eye?

Furthermore, even if he really set up an academy and let Sect Master Feng teach there…

Was he going to teach all the students on how to repeatedly destroy their own cultivation?

Something like destroying one’s own cultivation was an extremely risky move for anyone.

—Naturally, Sect Master Feng was an exception.

Mo Lianque had no doubt that if Feng Xia really did that, the younger generation of Xuanwu Kingdom would be finished in less than 10 years!

“Well… well…”

The corners of Mo Lianque’s mouth twitched and he said hesitantly, “Sect Master Feng, if I set up an academy, what do you want to teach?”

Feng Xia pondered for a moment and replied seriously.

“Floor cleaning.”

“… Huh?”

“Hmm, this name doesn’t sound good. Why don’t we change it to The Art of Cleaning?”

“… Huh?”

“State Preceptor, is it really over?”

The village chief spoke shakily again, his eyes filled with anticipation and fear.

“It’s indeed over for the time being.”

Feng Xia nodded and looked up at the sky.

Even at this moment, the silver moon in the sky did not disappear. The moonlight turned into Di Liu Jiang and fell from the sky, flowing to every corner of the Profound Origin World.

From the perspectives of Feng Xia and the rest, the moonlight had transformed into a beautiful Moonlight Divine Tree that stood majestically in this world.

“That’s…”

Suddenly, everyone saw a graceful figure in white jump down from the Moonlight Divine Tree.

“That’s… Wu Guan?!”

“She’s still here!”

This figure in white was graceful and peerless. Who else could it be but the goddess Wu Guan?

The figure flew across the sky and arrived in front of the crowd in the blink of an eye. She walked past the crowd without saying a word and finally arrived in front of Feng Xia.

Feng Xia hesitated for a moment before carefully asking.

“Are you there?”

Wu Guan acted as if she did not hear anything. She sized Feng Xia up from head to toe before saying coldly, “You remind me of a person.”

Feng Xia nodded matter-of-factly. “I’m a human person.”

Wu Guan continued, “Even this is very similar.”

“So?”

“This Moon World divine power can last for about 500 years. As for how long it can actually last, it depends on Ying Daoyi’s counterattacks and other interference from the outside world.”

Wu Guan finally said the longest sentence since she appeared.

“So you’re not around?” Feng Xia thought for a while and asked.

“Not in this world.”

Wu Guan’s answer became short and succinct again.

Feng Xia fell silent again.

He could see that Wu Guan’s figure was a little illusory. Clearly, it was not her original body here, but rather the will she entrusted to the skeleton.

At this moment, after using the divine power Moon World, she had already completed her mission and could dissipate at any time.

Given that she came down from the Moonlight Divine Tree, it was obvious that she had something to say.

“The battle has ended, but the war has only just begun.”

Wu Guan’s gaze was calm, and her ethereal and pleasant voice sounded again. “Before I return, you will have to rely on yourselves.”

The battle has ended, but the war has only just begun?

What does that mean?

Feng Xia’s heart skipped a beat.

He asked instinctively, “Dare I ask…”

Snap!

However, after speaking, Wu Guan’s phantom seemed to have exhausted all its energy and directly shattered like a bubble, turning into specks of spiritual light and disappearing into nothingness.

Feng Xia could not hold it in anymore. His soul power trembled as he hurriedly asked.

“Can you release my master from the seal?!”

The person who suppressed Patriarch Chenhai was Wu Guan. Since Wu Guan had appeared, he naturally had to ask her clearly.

In the next moment, the spiritual light that filled the sky paused.

Then, a slightly dazed voice sounded.

“… Who?”

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