Tang Thirty-Six stood on his toes to raise himself and patted Xuan Yuan Po around the waist, rousing the stunned youth from his stupor, before asking with much doubt: “What’s going on? What have you been up to lately? Have you been secretly traversing the academy walls at night and going out for duels? Don’t tell me you’ve been going to Star Seizer Academy looking for matches?”
A lot of the people present were having the same thoughts as Tang Thirty-Six; Xuan Yuan Po’s injury should have already healed and he secretly had a match against some youth that is already ranked on the proclamation, only this could explain current events. As for how the Council of Divine Ordinance came across this secret; with the full backing of various human powers and White Emperor City, what kind of secrets in this world could be hidden from the council?
Tang Thirty-Six turned his gaze towards Chen Chang Sheng and said: “When did you finish healing his injury? You could have at least told me; this requires some alcohol to celebrate at the very least.”
“Alcohol is bad for your health.” Chen Chang Sheng answered in habit, before coming back to his senses and shaking his head, stating: “Xuan Yuan Po’s injury is in the process of healing, but it’s not completely healed.”
Tang Thirty-Six lightly crossed his eyebrows and said to Xuan Yuan Po: “If your injury is still healing, then you shouldn’t be fighting, competing for a such a fickle spot on the rankings is not worth it.”
Xuan Yuan Po shook his head, replying: “I’ve been with all of you at Orthodox Academy every day, eating and cooking, I haven’t left at all.”
Tang Thirty-Six felt shocked: “How did you manage to get onto the proclamation then?”
Xuan Yuan Po gave his honest reply: “I don’t know.”
Tang Thirty-Six was too shocked for words, thinking that this yao youth had only recently travelled from far away to human lands and while still recovering from an injury, had managed to enter the Proclamation of Azure clouds within half a year, without having had a single battle. Had Elder Tian Ji lost his senses, or was he implying that this youth was a secret child of the White Emperor? That would make him Luo Luo’s brother from a different mother, but from looking at them that night, it didn’t seem likely.
…..
His imagination began running wild, alongside the imaginations of a lot of the people present, their thoughts had begun to reach some far off tangent.
Thoughts are a fast process, so in truth, not much time had passed, after a brief period of commotion, the divine avenue had once again returned to being quiet.
The Hall of Oration’s sound projecting array continued to broadcast its message.
Akin to the autumn wind, the sound was crisp and clear.