Oh my god, this is a bolt from the blue! A true heiress of metaphysics!

Immediately afterwards, several more attacks came from different directions, including several sharp threads.

These threads, like venomous snakes, swiftly darted through the air, approaching the dormitory supervisor and the student ghosts.

Shi Xiaxia's eyes turned cold. She waved the talisman in her hand again, sending out several beams of light in an attempt to intercept the threads.

But the silk threads were extremely fast, easily avoiding her attack and continuing to fly towards the students.

Shi Xiaxia didn't want what happened to Ye Xueting to happen again.

Without hesitation, she leaped forward and used her body to block the threads.

The silk thread struck her body hard, making a sharp sound.

Shi Xiaxia's body was attacked by the silk threads, and she couldn't help but let out a muffled groan.

Meanwhile, she kept attacking the threads with talismans, trying to break them.

However, before Xiaxia could launch a few attacks, the silk threads retracted on their own.

Shi Xiaxia clutched her injured shoulder and knelt on the ground.

"Xiaxia!" Yi Huan rushed to Shi Xiaxia's side and saw that blood was flowing from her shoulder. Her expression became even more anxious and worried.

At this time, the sky was just beginning to brighten, and the morning light shone faintly through the clouds.

Shi Xiaxia stood up and stood quietly in front of Yi Huan and the dormitory supervisor, her eyes fixed firmly on a mysterious man in black robes.

The man in the black robe was shrouded in darkness, his face obscured, yet he exuded a powerful and mysterious aura.

The man in black noticed Shi Xiaxia's arrival and did not continue his attack.

He spoke slowly, his voice elegant and pleasant, tinged with a hint of disappointment: "They've all been seen off..."

Yi Huan frowned, took a step forward, and questioned sternly, "What exactly do you want to do?"

The man in black robes chuckled softly, his laughter clear and melodious, like heavenly music: "Yi Huan is this powerful now? Is this the new guy in the department? He's quite impressive too. He actually managed to block my attack."

Upon hearing the man in black mention her name, Yi Huan's expression changed drastically, and she immediately demanded sharply, "Who are you?! How do you know me?!"

The man in black robes seemed to find Yi Huan's reaction quite amusing and couldn't help but chuckle again.

His laughter was as gentle as a spring breeze: "Me? Hehe, I'm Vice Minister Zhu Chen."

He sighed helplessly and continued, "It's a pity that old bastard Sima Songjin is still alive and is even discussing not giving me the ministerial position."

"So it was you, you traitor!"

Yi Huan glared at Zhu Chen, her eyes wide with fury, and said through gritted teeth, "You really deserve to die!"

Zhu Chen's lips curled into a cold smile. He shook his head and made a clicking sound, as if mocking Yi Huan.

"What a pity, not only did I not die, but I also became the Grand Protector," Zhu Chen said smugly.

Then, his eyes suddenly turned fierce, and he said viciously, "After this is done, I will kill everyone in the department!"

Even if that old bastard Sima Songjin was already on guard against me, it would be too late then! Hahahaha…”

Zhu Chen let out a burst of wild laughter, his laughter filled with arrogance and conceit.

Upon hearing this, Yi Huan's face turned red with anger, and the veins on her forehead bulged. She suddenly pulled out a peach wood sword from her bag and was about to pounce on Zhu Chen.

However, Shi Xiaxia reacted quickly and stopped her, saying calmly, "You are no match for him."

"Even if he's not our opponent, we have to fight! He's the one who almost caused the minister's death! We can't let him get away with this!" Yi Huan shouted angrily.

She struggled to break free from Shi Xiaxia's obstruction, but Shi Xiaxia held her tightly, preventing her from acting impulsively.

"He just wants to provoke you and make you lose your temper. Once a fight breaks out, we won't be able to protect Auntie and the others," Shi Xiaxia explained helplessly.

After hearing Shi Xiaxia's explanation, Yi Huan's anger gradually subsided, but her eyes were still filled with resentment and hatred towards Zhu Chen.

Zhu Chen, however, looked at them with disdain, seemingly not taking them seriously.

"Oh dear! We've been found out!"

Zhu Chen looked at Shi Xiaxia with a hint of appreciation in his eyes, as if he had spotted an interesting prey.

A slight smile played on his lips, and a sly glint gleamed in his eyes.

"You're a promising talent. Why don't you come to our Holy Maiden Cult? I guarantee you'll become a protector." He tried to entice Shi Xiaxia to join their sect.

"Then there's no need," Shi Xiaxia said without hesitation, declining his invitation.

She took a talisman out of her pocket and quickly activated it.

The talisman instantly emitted a dazzling light and formed a powerful shield around Shi Xiaxia, protecting her from external attacks.

At the same time, her voice rang out coldly: "I don't care what religion you belong to, it's already on the verge of extinction anyway."

These words were like a bombshell, turning Zhu Chen's face dark.

"Hahahaha..." Zhu Chen burst into wild laughter, his laughter filled with mockery and disdain.

"You're really joking!" He didn't believe Shi Xiaxia's words at all, thinking it was just a scare tactic.

However, Shi Xiaxia did not waste any more words with him, but decisively picked up the talisman and rushed towards Zhu Chen.

Zhu Chen easily caught the first talisman that Shi Xiaxia threw out, a hint of surprise flashing across his face.

"High-grade talisman paper? When did the department become able to produce talisman paper of this level?" he muttered to himself, clearly surprised by the quality of these talisman papers.

However, as Shi Xiaxia continued to throw out more and more talismans, Zhu Chen also began to feel some pressure.

Seeing Shi Xiaxia's persistent attitude, he sneered, "But it doesn't matter, you probably don't have much anyway."

Shi Xiaxia did not offer any explanation, but simply kept scattering talismans like raindrops, all of which flew towards Zhu Chen.

Faced with so many high-level talismans, Zhu Chen was at a loss and could only summon his silk thread magic weapon to defend against them.

However, as time went on, he found that his silk thread artifacts seemed unable to completely withstand the attack of these talisman papers.

Finally, he couldn't help but shout, "How many talismans do you have left?!"

Shi Xiaxia still did not respond to his question, but continued to dodge the attacks of the silk threads and stared intently at Zhu Chen, trying to find his weakness.

Suddenly, Shi Xiaxia threw out more than a dozen talismans, which exploded around Zhu Chen.

Upon seeing this, Zhu Chen hurriedly turned around to dodge, but it was too late; a new wave of talismans had already flown in front of him.

Zhu Chen's face instantly turned extremely ugly, because he knew that it was too late to dodge this time.

Sure enough, the talisman exploded on his body, and his body flew backward involuntarily.