The Scripture Pavilion

"How much strength did the Jingdu Martial Arts Association hide?" Qin Yu became more and more suspicious.

No one knew who those eight high-ranking officials were.

"As the controller of the second Mystic Realm, Gu Zizhen must know the way to resolve the spirit binding technique," Qin Yu thought to himself.

As long as he could win against Gu Zizhen, everything would be solved easily.

Qin Yu turned around and walked out of Xiao Qing's room.

Then, Qin Yu came to the Pavilion Master's building.

Standing in front of Yan Ruoxue, Qin Yu couldn't help but feel a trace of heartache.

Although under the Pavilion Master's care, Yan Ruoxue's injuries had already recovered, the paleness on her face still couldn't be concealed.

This immediately made Qin Yu even more anxious.

"Pavilion Master, I have to return to Jingdu," Qin Yu said.