The second day.
Last night, Xu Ling kept vigil on the city wall throughout the night, and as the sun rose, there was still no sign of anyone.
Xu Ling looked utterly exhausted, having finally given up that last glimmer of hope.
He understood that his waiting over the past few days was all in vain.
Under the pursuit of those at the Spirit Origin level, any disciple in the Meridians stage is almost certain to die. Even the senior brother Lu Rong only managed to kill a Spirit Origin level opponent after nearly crossing into that stage himself.
And now, Lin Yuan clearly wasn't at that level.
By all calculations, Lin Yuan had been in the martial academy for less than a year. Expecting him to escape from the hands of a Spirit Origin was like finding a needle in a haystack.
After coming down from the city wall, Xu Ling was already silently pondering how to report this to his master.
But today, a major event invigorated the spirits of many cultivators in Baiyan City.
