The most astonished at this moment was Yuwen Changsha. He hadn't expected Mo Qi to still be able to stand, and even more outrageously, after being struck by his full force, the opponent seemed not to have weakened at all, but rather to have grown stronger.
It was no wonder You Kefu was injured; Yuwen Changsha finally had an epiphany.
However, the look of astonishment flashed by, and his eyes returned to their previous coldness and solemnity.
He still charged forward, simultaneously punching towards Mo Qi with a wind-bearing force.
Mo Qi, showing no weakness, also swung his fist to meet the attack. With a muffled thud, their figures separated, and Mo Qi was sent flying in a straight line back up the mountain.
Yuwen Changsha, on the other hand, collapsed on the spot, falling flat on his back. His massive body pressed down on the barrier, causing its phantom image to visibly sag, drawing gasps from the crowd.
"It's going to collapse, it's going to collapse."
"Surely that Mo Xin will be dead this time?"
But before the words had even fallen, a figure, trailing a long streak of red flames, charged down from the mountain again, like a comet streaking across the sky, arriving in mid-air.
Before Yuwen Changsha could rise, the figure, enveloped in flames, slammed into his chest. Yuwen Changsha let out a long howl and struck out like lightning, grabbing Mo Qi. Despite Mo Qi's swift evasion, he couldn't break free.
Yuwen Changsha, with a peculiar technique, grabbed Mo Qi's shoulders and flung him violently back up the mountain. An entire peak of the mountain collapsed with a rumble.
Yuwen Changsha was already seriously injured. The massive, transformed body of a physical cultivator was most vulnerable to injury, as it would greatly reduce both defense and attack power.
To prevent Mo Qi from suddenly returning, he endured the pain and flipped himself up from the ground.
The colossal figure stood tall once more, causing the entire barrier to churn, rippling outwards like waves.
At this moment, Mo Qi flew forward again, striking with lightning speed, unleashing several punches that landed on Yuwen Changsha's chest. Yuwen Changsha merely threw out one punch, sending Mo Qi flying back towards the mountain.
Yuwen Changsha flew backward, landing a foot's distance away, crashing heavily onto the barrier. The barrier creaked ominously, showing signs of collapse, and the people below scattered.
Some remained unfazed, still offering commentary.
"I never thought Mo Xin would have the strength to fight Yuwen Changsha, this is too unbelievable."
"Indeed, are cultivators at the Mahayana stage so easily dealt with?"
"No matter how easy it is to deal with a Mahayana stage cultivator, they can't be matched by a cultivator at the Nascent Soul stage, can they?"
"Is this Mo Xin on steroids?"
"Perhaps he paid for it."
"Whether he paid or not, I don't know. I only know that if he survives this battle, he will be famous throughout the world."
"Then let him die quickly. Yuwen Changsha, keep it up, kill him."
"Yuwen Changsha, don't be a coward!"
"This is the guy who beat me up a while ago. Hurry up and die!"
Yuwen Changsha also began to feel annoyed. The situation should have been one-sided, yet it had turned into this.
This brat was too troublesome!
But he still firmly believed he could take the opponent down. Let's see how long you can last.
So he quickly got up again, and at this moment, Mo Qi was still tenaciously lunging at him.
Suddenly, a figure emerged from the academy's barrier and floated behind Yuwen Changsha.
"Extreme Wind!" Without hesitation, myriad wind-shadow blades converged and tore towards Yuwen Changsha.
Lu Xiaoyue!
Mo Qi thought he was mistaken! He didn't have time to look closely at this moment, still lunging at Yuwen Changsha with all his might.
Yuwen Changsha was fully engaged with Mo Qi, but unexpectedly, someone attacked from behind. However, his divine sense was extremely clear; he could clearly feel that the opponent's spiritual energy attack was within the range his physical body could withstand. Thus, he paid no attention, still concentrating all his spiritual energy, and punched towards Mo Qi. Upon contact, Mo Qi's body was once again repelled towards the back mountain.
Yuwen Changsha, however, used the force of that palm strike to turn and lunge at Lu Xiaoyue. Along the way, those wind blades slashed his skin, but he paid no mind, merely swinging a palm to shatter all the wind blades.
With no further obstruction, his mountain-like form pressed forward, his fist carrying wind and momentum, striking towards Lu Xiaoyue.
Lu Xiaoyue was greatly alarmed and hastily formed another hand seal, "Extreme Wind!" Numerous dark shadows once again assailed Yuwen Changsha.
Yuwen Changsha's body seemed to enter the eye of a hurricane. He was hindered by raging waves in front of him, and countless sharp blades were scraping at his flesh and bones.
Yuwen Changsha still met force with force. He punched through the hurricane and raging waves, along with the wind and shattered wind blade fragments, all of which struck Lu Xiaoyue. Lu Xiaoyue's figure reeled backward.
However, Yuwen Changsha did not stop. He continued to charge at Lu Xiaoyue, attempting to swiftly end the matter and utterly destroy her.
At this moment, a figure suddenly blocked the way: "Father, stop."
Yuwen Changsha focused his gaze and saw it was Yuwen Dong. He hastily retracted his fist, but the punch's wind still sent Yuwen Dong staggering.
"Dong'er, what are you doing?" Yuwen Changsha asked in surprise.
He truly couldn't understand why Yuwen Dong would suddenly stop him.
Didn't he want him to deal with Mo Xin?
As Yuwen Dong staggered, he waved his hands to maintain balance, as if dancing, occasionally striking a delicate pose with his fingers.
Something was wrong!
He looked closer. Apart from the face, his physique was nothing like Yuwen Dong's. Yuwen Dong was a bit fatter, taller, and was not wearing these clothes today. He also didn't have such feminine attire.
"What demon dares to disguise himself as my son?" Yuwen Changsha roared in anger, swinging a fist and charging towards "Yuwen Dong."
"Yuwen Dong" was greatly alarmed and cried out, "Murdering one's own son!"
Upon hearing this, Yuwen Changsha hesitated, and thus reduced the force of his attack.
"Yuwen Dong's" body was still sent flying in a straight line.
Mo Qi knew it was Dugu Jun!
Seeing more and more people stepping forward, Mo Qi felt he couldn't waste any more time.
He remembered he still had a Detonation Pill, and now was the time to use it.
He had originally planned to rely on his monstrous defense and the penetrating power of Earth Arrows to find an opportunity for a surprise attack, and he could have saved the Detonation Pill for later, as good things should be saved for critical moments.
But he didn't want to see others die for him, even if it was just an injury. So he shouted, "Yuwen Changsha, your opponent is me."
As he spoke, he charged forward, his flame power pushed to the extreme. He concentrated all his spiritual energy into his right palm, which suddenly seemed to transform into a blazing red blade, thrusting towards Yuwen Changsha's heart.
Yuwen Changsha dared not underestimate him. He turned his head, a cruel smile appearing on his lips, and said, "You are not worthy of being my opponent. Die!"
"Let's see the result!" Mo Qi replied coldly as he rapidly advanced.
Yuwen Changsha met Mo Qi with a punch carrying sparks, radiating flowing light.
As Mo Qi approached, he suddenly pushed out the alchemy furnace, tearing off the sealing talisman.
Yuwen Changsha paid no mind to what it was, thinking that he could crush anything that stood in his way. "My fist can destroy a city, let alone an alchemy furnace," he thought, and still threw a punch.
With a thunderous roar, centered on the alchemy furnace, a burst of fiery red light violently expanded, instantly engulfing everything around it.
The barrier shattered with a bang, and fiery debris rained down into the academy.
Countless students fled in panic.
Two colossal figures, wrapped in flames, landed in the academy one after another, crashing onto the plaza and creating a massive crater. Divine light shattered, sand and stones flew, and dust billowed for a long time.
After a considerable period, as the dust settled, their figures in the crater reverted to their original forms.
Yuwen Changsha flipped over and got up cleanly.
Mo Qi, however, struggled to rise, swaying as if he might fall at any moment. His eyes still held no fear; as long as the opponent dared to attack again, he would unleash the Phoenix Fire Dance Art and fight to the death.
Although Yuwen Changsha was not seriously injured, his physical cultivation was broken. If he remained here, he probably couldn't even defeat a Nascent Soul stage cultivator.
Despite his fearless demeanor, the fear in his heart was even greater than Mo Qi's.
He sighed softly and departed, a streak of green light.
Mo Qi paid him no mind, quickly soaring into the air and activating his Heavenly Eye, searching everywhere for Dugu Jun and Lu Xiaoyue.
"Dugu Jun! Lu Xiaoyue!" His anxious voice echoed through the academy.
"I'm fine, don't worry about me. Find your friend first," Dugu Jun's voice sounded from a corner.
"Lu Xiaoyue!" Mo Qi continued to call out anxiously.
However, there was no response.
At this moment, his Heavenly Eye scanned around and saw some female students changing clothes in a room... But he had no interest at all, only growing more anxious.
"She's here!" It was Xue Nu's voice!
Mo Qi followed the sound and landed in a grove of trees, where he saw Xue Nu crouching on the ground, and Lu Xiaoyue lying in her arms, her eyes tightly closed, her face pale.
Xue Nu looked up, tears welling in her eyes, and said anxiously, "Quick, save her, she's dying."
Mo Qi reached out to check her breathing, and his heart sank. She was no longer breathing!
Mo Qi was filled with grief and gently patted her head: "Don't you hate me? Why are you meddling in my affairs?"
"What business is it of yours? Who told you to come out?"
"Weren't you arrogant? Didn't you want to beat me? Get up and fight!"
Xue Nu said softly, "Don't panic, she still has a heartbeat, maybe there's still hope!"
A heartbeat but no breathing, could this be the legendary suspended animation?
According to the alchemy manuals of the Divine Pill Sect, there was a pill called the Nine Deaths Pill that could resolve this situation.
But with the usual refining methods, it was definitely too late. He could only try the method used to save Xue Ying and see if it worked on her again.
However, he was missing one ingredient from the herbs he had brought, and it seemed to be in the alchemy room.
"To the alchemy room!" Mo Qi immediately stepped forward, took Lu Xiaoyue from Xue Nu, and rushed towards the alchemy room. Xue Nu followed closely behind.
The teachers and students in the alchemy room, seeing Mo Qi holding someone, assumed he wanted to save a life and made way for him.
Everyone had seen what had happened above the academy earlier. They all thought Mo Qi was doomed, and now to see him miraculously alive and having driven away Yuwen Changsha.
This was truly extraordinary, likely beyond the capabilities of ordinary people. In short, he was a formidable figure that ordinary people could not afford to provoke.
Mo Qi first placed Lu Xiaoyue in a chair, then quickly turned, preparing the medicine, initial extraction, and packaging in one smooth motion.
Everyone expected him to find an alchemy furnace and put the herbs inside. Two people, fearing they were in the way, deliberately moved away from the furnace, allowing Mo Qi to see it at a glance.
However, Mo Qi showed no intention of starting the furnace. He placed the bag of ingredients on the ground.
He directly picked up Lu Xiaoyue, placed her on the ground, and sat down himself, holding her hands.
Xue Nu, though not understanding what Mo Qi was doing, quickly stepped forward to support Lu Xiaoyue as she began to fall.
Then, a scene that made everyone's jaws drop unfolded: Mo Qi began to stuff all the herbs into his own mouth.
"What is he doing? Is this some kind of ritual?"
"Alas, life hanging by a thread, one fears he's acting recklessly."