Click to Cultivate: My Cheat is a Mouse!

For eight hundred years, the nine scrolls left by Master Mo Lin have been hanging in the stone house in Haotian Academy.

The reason is simple: the greatest treasure in the world can only be obtained by those who are destined to have it.

Generation after generation of elders, generation after generation of secret realm disciples, everyone who passes by here may have an indissoluble bond with the scroll.

It is a pity that in the past 800 years, there have been very few people who are destined to decipher the "Lingbo Fairy" and "Dead Tree Comes to Spring" so far no one has deciphered them.

After hearing Wu Jiutian's explanation, the old man suddenly understood.

He had always been wondering why, given the background and strength of Haotian Academy, they could have protected those scrolls more carefully.

Of course, the previous protection was actually very thorough, with barriers, illusion arrays, space formations, and two elders taking turns to guard.

However, the Eight-Winged Goddess has proved through her actions that these protective measures are actually not reliable.

He looked at Wu Jiutian with interest:

"So, Chen Ke and the painting 'Dead Trees Revived in Spring' have a connection?"

Wu Jiutian smiled and nodded:

"Generally speaking, if one wants to have a connection with the scroll, one must first comprehend the true meaning from the scroll and obtain the profound inheritance.

Although I don't know how Chen Ke did it, there is no doubt that he is the real destined person!"

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The old man laughed:

"No wonder you are so gloating, it turns out that the eight-winged goddess did not really succeed."

Wu Jiutian smiled bitterly and said,

"This is a blessing in disguise. After all, the Eight-Winged Goddess also took away the "Lingbo Fairy Picture."

The old man's face became serious. He stood up and paced a few steps, then asked solemnly,

"Then, if the Eight-Winged Goddess found out that she failed, would she turn around and attack Chen Ke?"

Wu Jiutian said cautiously: "This possibility cannot be ruled out."

If the Eight-Winged Goddess found out that the "Dead Tree Revived in Spring" that she had tried so hard to obtain was actually obtained by the college scumbag Chen Ke, she would be so angry.

In a rage and humiliation, she might even kill Chen Ke!

The old man continued to ask:

"How is the cleaning of the demon clan spies going?"

Wu Jiutian smiled bitterly and shook his head: "We have arrested two instructors and targeted several students, but they are only a part of it."

"Part?" The old man was surprised, frowned, and looked dissatisfied.

Wu Jiutian did not hide anything and expressed the doubts that were hidden deep in his heart.

Although this major espionage case has been solved, there are still many things that don't make sense.

Fan Daocheng detonated gunpowder in the cafeteria. The intensity was neither too strong nor too weak, and it just hit the barrier.

How did Fan Daocheng accurately calculate the strength of the barrier?

Secondly, the magic array of the secret realm changes every day, and the location of the painting studio also moves every day.

Not to mention the disciples in the secret realm, even the ordinary elders can't figure it out.

How did the Eight-Winged Goddess break the illusion and locate the hidden studio?

In addition, the Eight-Winged Goddess transformed herself into "Lou Qing'er", and someone in the academy's upper echelons must have covered up her identity.

The old man's eyebrows knitted together, and he said slowly:

"So, it is not safe at all for Chen Ke to stay in Haotian Academy?"

The demon spies in the academy have not been cleared out, and Chen Ke has taken what the Eight-Winged Goddess needs. How can he be safe?

Wu Jiutian was about to nod when he suddenly realized something and looked at the old man warily: "Don't try to take Chen Ke away from me. No way!"

The old man said coldly: "Can you guarantee Chen Ke's safety? Can you guarantee that the Eight-Winged Goddess will not harm Chen Ke next time she comes?"

Seeing Wu Jiutian silent, the old man sighed and said,

"When Dayou was poisoned, he held my hand and asked me to take care of his family. I came to Meicheng this time because I learned that the Chen family and the King of Shu were in a mess,

so I came to see them. No matter what, I can't watch the Chen family and Chen Ke in danger."

Wu Jiutian said helplessly: "Then what are your plans?"

"Let him transfer to the capital, away from the demon clan's sphere of influence."

"Haha, Beijing is such a shithole,"

Wu Jiutian did not hide his dislike for the capital. He chuckled twice and asked, "Then what? Jump from the pit of the demon clan to the pit of the King of Shu?"

King Shu, this, this bastard!

The old man's face was gloomy, and he said in a deep voice:

"Don't worry about this. I have already found a marriage for Chen Ke."

Wu Jiutian was surprised and asked, "You mean to let the Chen family marry into the Xia royal family?"

The old man shook his head: "It's not Xia, it's the Princess of Qin!"

Princess of Qin?!

Wu Jiutian suddenly understood, thought for a moment, and nodded slowly:

"Since ancient times, few imperial merchants have had a good ending. If this thing can really come true, it would be a good strategy."

The old man stared at Wu Jiutian: "In your eyes, my Xia family is so despicable that we are all just wasted people?"

Wu Jiutian laughed again: "What do you think!"

The old man retracted his fierce gaze and said helplessly,

"A new emperor appoints new ministers. The new emperor will naturally replace the old man. The Chen family's roots in Shuzhou are getting deeper and deeper. This is not a good thing. It's not the King of Shu who wants to deal with the Chen family, but the new emperor!"

Wu Jiutian had guessed it long ago, so he was not surprised at all.

He also understood the old man's inner difficulties. On the one hand, he had to consider the interests of his family and the country,

and on the other hand, he had to keep his promise to his old friend and take care of his descendants.

But how many good things are there in the world that can have the best of both worlds?

From the old man's point of view, it is already difficult to consider the Chen family to this extent.

In fact, according to Wu Jiutian's idea, since Chen Ke has accepted the inheritance of the "Dragon Scale Spiral Wave Armor" and comprehended the "Dead Tree Resurrection Technique", he is already a practitioner with a foundation.

Chen Ke could have taken the path of spiritual practice to avoid the troubles of the world.

A powerful practitioner is always more intimidating than a deceiving imperial viscount, right?

But from another perspective, struggling in the world and experiencing the ups and downs of life is not also a kind of practice?

Chen Ke is only fourteen years old, and there are countless possibilities for his future.

Wu Jiutian pondered for a moment, then nodded slowly and said,

"Let him recover from his injuries first. Besides, "The Dead Tree Revives in Spring" is just my guess and needs to be verified."

The old man couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief when he saw Wu Jiutian relax.

Even though Wu Jiutian usually speaks in a casual manner and is not at all aggressive, if he doesn't nod, no one can do anything to him.

In the Secret Realm of Merlin, a certain college dropout had no idea that his fate was decided by two old guys in just a few words.

Even his wife has been booked.

A thousand-foot-long white stream fell straight down, and Chen Ke appeared like the Chinese character "大", hanging on the waterfall.

His hair was disheveled, water kept coming out of his mouth, and his originally shriveled belly was expanding at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Put me down, Chen Ke shouted with tears in his eyes.

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