Chapter 609 - 394: Black Talisman Sealing Dorm 506

Chapter 609: Chapter 394: Black Talisman Sealing Dorm 506

"You all wait here for me."

Lu Xuan’s gaze precisely locked onto the front, the iron door tightly intertwined with rust-covered chains.

Since he had already found the target, he was unwilling to waste even a fraction more of time.

As soon as the words were spoken, Lu Xuan didn’t spare another glance back at the crowd; his steps had already started, his upright figure steadily walking towards the iron door exuding a chilling aura.

Principal Zhang almost reacted instantaneously as Lu Xuan began to move, his hands instinctively raised in mid-air, yet froze in place.

To step forward and stop him, he wasn’t sure about the temperament of the elderly man, who knows if he would heed persuasion.

But if nothing was done, watching the other walk alone towards that long-sealed building.

Principal Zhang felt a heavy stone hanging in his heart, overwhelmed with panic, not knowing what to do.

In hesitation, his gaze quickly landed on Lu Yuliang beside him.

Then, Principal Zhang’s voice contained unmistakable urgency, his tone involuntarily softened, as if seeking affirmation, or perhaps self-reassurance.

"Hey, old leader, you see... can the old man really handle going over there alone?

We haven’t checked the condition of that building for a long time, what if something goes wrong..."

"Hmm, my father has his own arrangements, Principal Zhang, sorry to trouble you." Lu Yuliang’s voice was so calm it rippled not a single wave, as if discussing something utterly ordinary.

That confident assurance left Principal Zhang, already frazzled, momentarily frozen.

He felt like his brain was struck by a heavy hammer, buzzing, all thoughts tangled in knots.

This... this isn’t arrangement, this is clearly nonsense!

Principal Zhang couldn’t help but glance again towards the direction Lu Xuan was leaving; the elderly Mr. Lu had hair somewhat grayed, appearing to be at least seventy or eighty years old.

Now, deep in the night, he was about to venture alone into the sinister darkness of Building D.

Even the security guards, young and strong, dared not easily approach that place.

Should something happen, not to mention responsibility, even his own official career would be at stake!

At the thought, cold sweat broke out on Principal Zhang’s back, his palms gripping tight.

"Principal Zhang, calm down."

Lu Yuliang’s gaze swept over the tense faces of several high-level leaders from Yingnan University; panic and helplessness nearly overflowed from their eyes.

Yet he maintained his composed demeanor, his tone calm but carrying undeniable authority, "Rest assured, there isn’t anyone in this world born who can truly harm my father."

As the words fell, Lu Yuliang even slightly raised his chin, a faint but sharp glint flickering within his eyes.

It wasn’t arrogance, but absolute trust in his father’s strength, as if in his eyes, the tightly shut iron door ahead and the eerie Building D, were merely small troubles his father could casually resolve.

The words were like a tranquilizer, making several leaders subconsciously hold their breath; though the worry in their hearts didn’t completely dissipate, no one dared to impulsively speak to dissuade.

"Hey! Wait a second—we don’t have the key!"

Just as everyone’s gaze remained fixed on the iron door Lu Xuan was about to reach, Director Zhou in charge of campus security suddenly stepped forward, a tinge of hurried anxiety in his voice.

"The security guards responsible for this area went home long ago; the key... we can’t get it now!"

He spoke while instinctively pointing to the chains wrapped around the door.

The chain was as thick as an adult’s thumb, the black metallic surface glistening with a cold, hard sheen, clearly not something ordinary tools could easily break—solid enough to weigh on one’s heart.

Upon hearing this, Lu Yuliang’s originally relaxed brow instantly furrowed, a hint of imperceptible regret flashing in his eyes.

In attempting to reassure everyone, he had forgotten this most crucial part.

Almost subconsciously, Lu Yuliang raised his hand, about to shout to Lu Xuan ahead, intending to remind his father.

"Ding-ling—clang!"

A crisp sound intertwined with the heavy resonance of metal chains suddenly broke the surrounding silence.

Everyone looked towards the sound, only to see the thick-as-a-thumb chain which had been firmly locking the iron door was now broken into two pieces, lying coldly on the ground, the break still faintly glimmering with a sharp chill.

"Broken!" Director Zhou instinctively exclaimed, his eyes wide, flashlight in hand quivering slightly.

Principal Zhang’s mouth was agape, taking a while to close, mumbling, "What happened? Just now... I didn’t see anything."

And ahead, Lu Xuan simply lowered his raised right hand, casually positioning it behind his back, as if he had merely brushed off dust from his clothes.

Except for Lu Yuliang, no one knew that the seemingly elderly man was a National Martial Arts Master who had long reached the Embracing Elixir Realm.

A master of such realm, with speed fast to the extreme, how could ordinary people capture a trace?

Everyone remained frozen, their eyes filled with unresolved bewilderment, while Lu Xuan had already withdrawn his gaze, heading towards the pitch-black staircase behind the iron door.

His steps steady and silent, his figure gradually swallowed by the darkness, finally disappearing entirely into that stillness, leaving the group outside the door staring at each other.

And at this moment on the first floor, at the staircase entrance, Lu Xuan’s eyes suddenly ignited with a bright golden light, appearing exceptionally mystical in the dim environment.