If Yu Huang had not recognized the killing net and that the scrap metal on the ground were all incomplete divine-grade spirit artifacts, she would have indeed treated Professor Song's instructions as a joke.

But she understood that Professor Song was telling the truth.

Yu Huang didn't tell Professor Song that she recognized the killing net. As she lowered her eyes and stared at the scrap metal, she pretended to be curious and asked, "Why did you collect these shabby things? These things look quite old. They're not worth much even if you sell them."

As Professor Song ate his food, he replied aloofly, "I like to repair junk."

Yu Huang was shocked.

Professor Song could actually repair divine artifacts!

"Why go through so much trouble to repair these shabby things?"

Professor Song suddenly put down the chopsticks in his hand and raised his head to look at Yu Huang seriously as he said, "The shabby things in your eyes were once treasures in the eyes of some people. If I can successfully repair them and return them to their original owners, their owners will definitely be very happy."

Professor Song smiled mysteriously as he muttered softly, "This is my gift to my old friend."

Yu Huang was shocked.

A gift for an old friend.

Kunlun, Divine Master of Slaughter, was an expert who had died at the end of the ancient era. From Professor Song's words, he seemed to be old friends with Senior Kunlun and the others.

Then who exactly was Professor Song?

"What are you standing there for? Go back after you're done." Professor Song was very busy and had no time to waste on her.

Yu Huang said, "I'm going into seclusion for a period of time. When my seclusion is over, I'll report to you."

"Whatever," Professor Song said. "If you want to enter seclusion, you have to complete the monthly mission during the seclusion in advance. Otherwise, you have no right to enter the cultivation area."

"I understand."

When she left, Yu Huang jumped out directly, since she was afraid that she would step on the weeds in the courtyard.

She no longer dared to underestimate anything in this dilapidated courtyard.

When Yu Huang returned to the villa, Sheng Xiao and the others were not back yet. After she sat on the sofa in the living room, she opened a wooden box. There were five pieces of jade inside with a drop of blood on each of them.

Feng Yuncheng had handed it to Yu Huang on the way to the inner academy.

On the last day of the competition, Yin Rong, Donor, and the others had taken out the blood from their hearts and asked Feng Yuncheng to pass it to Yu Huang. The reason they didn't hand it to Yu Huang in person was that they didn't want to see her look sad or guilty.

This was a great kindness.

After Yu Huang closed the wooden box and walked to the courtyard, she looked up at the unfamiliar starry sky above her as she muttered, "There's not much time left. I have to speed things up."

At that moment, Sheng Xiao and the others returned.

Seeing Yu Huang standing alone in the courtyard in a daze, Sheng Xiao came behind her and hugged her waist from behind. Then, he placed his head on Yu Huang's shoulder and asked in a low voice, "Who is your professor?"

Yu Huang glanced at the courtyard next door.

Sheng Xiao was stunned and asked in disbelief, "Is it the man next door?"

"Yeah."

Yu Huang could understand Sheng Xiao's surprise. To be honest, when she followed the 'path' to the door of her neighbor's house, she was even more shocked than Sheng Xiang. "I'm going to do the monthly mission tomorrow and then go into seclusion." Yu Huang turned around and grabbed Sheng Xiong's collar as she said, "We're going to be separated for two months. The stars are so bright tonight, so what do you think we should do?"

Sheng Xiao's eyes lit up.

After Sheng Xiao grabbed Yu Huang's waist and pulled her up into his arms, he lowered his head and kissed her forehead, then her nose. Finally, he kissed her cherry-red lips passionately. "Of course I'm going to help you take off your clothes and makeup..."

"Let's go back to our room." Yu Huang pulled Sheng Xiao to their room.

As Ye Qingyang stood in front of the fridge in the kitchen, he glanced at Sheng Xiao and Yu Huang, who were running upstairs. He rolled his eyes and scolded, "How shameless."

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Ye Qingyang was surprised to hear a knock on the door at 11: 50 PM.

After he opened the door and saw Yu Huang and Sheng Xiao, who were standing outside the door in their pajamas, he asked in surprise, "Why are you guys here?"

Yu Huang said, "It's almost midnight. I have to purify your spirit."

After Ye Qingyang glanced at Yu Huang and Sheng Xiao a few times, he suddenly said, "You guys finished in 50 minutes?" It was almost 11 PM when they returned home, so it was exactly 50 minutes.

Ye Qingyang thought that they would fool around until midnight, so he was so shocked to see Yu Huang come to his room on time.

Sheng Xiao thought that Ye Qingyang was questioning his stamina, so his expression darkened. "Who is to blame? Isn't it for the sake of treating your body?"

Ye Qingyang immediately felt guilty.

He didn't say anything else and walked to the carpet to sit cross-legged in preparation of accepting the Spirit Purification.

Yu Huang told Ye Qingyang, "I'll be on a monthly mission tomorrow. After that, I'll be in seclusion for a period of time, so you can only endure it during my seclusion. When I come out of seclusion, I'm confident that I can help you resolve the pain of the black flames burning your body in one go."

Ye Qingyang had no objections when he heard this and said, "You can enter seclusion in peace. I'm already used to this pain." Besides, after being purified by Yu Huang a few times, the burning pain was no longer as overbearing as before when it flared up recently.

In the past, Ye Qingyang could tolerate it, so now, he could tolerate as well.

"By the way." Ye Qingyang asked Yu Huang, "Who is your professor?"

Yu Huang pointed next door. "The man next door is my teacher."

Ye Qingyang was very shocked. "The man next door?"

Recalling the help that the man had given him 18 years ago, Ye Qingyang said to Yu Huang, "The man next door has an extraordinary identity. Yu Huang, although he looks like a ragpicker, he's definitely not as ordinary as he seems. Building a good relationship with him won't do you any harm."

For Ye Qingyang to say these words so earnestly, it could be seen that he really treated Yu Huang as one of his own.

Yu Huang asked calmly, "You know him?"

Ye Qingyang pondered for a moment before deciding to tell Yu Huang about how he was saved by the man next door 18 years ago.

After knowing that Professor Song had saved Ye Qingyang's life 18 years ago and even guided him to the Undead Continent, Yu Huang was even more curious about Professor Song's identity.

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The next day, after Yu Huang went to the announcement hall to accept the monthly mission, she found the administrator of the building and asked, "Hello, may I know where the archive is?" In the academy's public archive, she could find the information of all the graduate alumni and professors. Yu Huang wanted to see Professor Song's information.

The administrator told her, "The public archives are located in the library, in the building behind the administration building."

"Okay, thank you."

Yu Huang went to the library again.

The size of the inner academy's library was comparable to that of the Divine Moon Empire's Myriad Book Pavilion. There were all kinds of books and magazines.