Devouring all things: I possess the energy of chaos.

Just then, Li Xingguo sent a message in the small group chat.

"If you two can't handle what you've gained in the ruins, you can hand it over to the school in exchange for federal currency or equivalent cultivation resources. However, the school doesn't force you to do so; you can decide for yourselves."

Upon seeing this message, Mo Hong couldn't help but glance back at his somewhat damaged backpack.

Besides the spiritual fruit, there were also some medicinal herbs that Mo Hong couldn't identify.

"Since I don't need these things myself, I might as well hand them over to the school."

So, Mo Hong logged onto the school's official website and contacted the school's logistics department, which then sent someone to the dormitory building to take inventory of the supplies.

"Don't worry, Mo Hong. Once we've assessed the value of these goods, we'll transfer the money directly to your account."

After the staff member finished counting, he smiled.

"Haha, thanks a lot."

Mo Hong responded politely.

After seeing the man off, Mo Hong sat cross-legged on the floor and began to review and summarize his experiences over the past few days.

"This semester's mission was indeed extremely dangerous, especially in the inner sanctum. I almost didn't make it out alive."

Mo Hong's eyes flickered as the battle scene in the inner hall flashed through his mind.

If he hadn't grasped the essence of the conception, Mo Hong even had a premonition that he might not have been able to defeat the final purple-haired youth.

The terrifying purple light made Mo Hong's scalp tingle, especially as his aura continued to rise after being enveloped by the purple light. Mo Hong estimated that if he were to successfully complete the spell, he would likely face a tough battle.

"The power of heaven and earth is indeed formidable."

Mo Hong sighed.

What shocked Mo Hong the most was that the remnant soul of the Lord of the Ruins, Tie Xing, from tens of thousands of years ago, had actually survived to this day. This so-called trial inheritance was nothing but a scam.

If it weren't for the sudden effect of the purple mist within him, Mo Hong would probably be a completely different person by now.

"Wait, according to Tie Xingyou's self-talk at the time, he was only a powerful figure who occupied a certain area in that era; there were still some peerless experts above him,"

"If Tie Xingyou knew how to set up ruins to find a suitable person to possess, then wouldn't those who are stronger than him also know how?"

Upon realizing this, Mo Hong's expression froze instantly.

It should be noted that the Alliance had already discovered and excavated the ancient martial arts relics two hundred years ago. Mo Hong dared not imagine how many people had been possessed after entering.

For a moment, Mo Hong held his breath, feeling a chill run down his spine as he thought about it.

"Well, my strength is still too weak. Even if such a possibility exists, I have no way to change the situation. I can only go with the flow."

"Right now, I need to focus on improving my strength. These things are still too far away for me right now, so it's better not to think about them."

Mo Hong shook his head, reaffirming his resolve once more.

Just then, Mo Shan sent a message on my phone.

"Mo Hong, come here."

Upon seeing this message, Mo Hong's gaze sharpened.

"Does Instructor Mo Shan want to ask me about what happened in the ruins?"

With this in mind, Mo Hong dressed and went directly to Mo Shan's residential area, arriving at his destination soon after.

Mo Shan, dressed in a loose white ancient-style robe, led Mo Hong to the private room of the residence.

Mo Shan brewed a cup of Wuchun Sijing tea and poured one for each of them.

Mo Hong took the teacup, took a small sip, and his eyes suddenly lit up. He exclaimed, "Although this tea tastes light, it leaves a lingering fragrance in the mouth, making it unforgettable."

“Good tea!”

Mo Hong then took a few more sips.

Upon hearing Mo Hong's comments, Mo Shan couldn't help but smile faintly.

"The tea is of course good tea. This tea leaves are not cheap. Half an ounce of it costs 50,000 Federal Dollars. I don't drink it often."

Mo Shan explained slowly.

"Half an ounce is worth fifty thousand? Then those few sips I just drank probably cost me ten thousand!"

Mo Hong was startled.

If it were cultivation resources, Mo Hong wouldn't be so shocked. The main thing is that this tea only tastes good and doesn't have any other effects.

Aside from the wealthy, practically no one would buy it because it's not worth it; it's purely a luxury item.

“Mo Hong, I’ve learned about your experience this time. To be honest, I thought it was just a normal exploration of ruins, but I didn’t expect things to become so complicated.”

After taking a small sip of tea, Mo Shan changed the subject and began to get down to business.

"Mo Hong, the main reason I'm here is to get more detailed information from you, especially about the red-haired youth you met in the inner hall."

Mo Shan's expression was serious as he spoke in a low voice.

Upon hearing this, Mo Hong tensed up instantly, his brain racing as he frantically tried to avoid saying the wrong thing.

"Mo Hong, could you describe the red-haired youth's clothing and appearance in more detail?"

Mo Shan asked.

Mo Hong nodded subconsciously, and then began to describe the person.

Mo Hong's answers to this question were mostly truthful, with no fabrication whatsoever.

"As expected, it was them again."

After listening, Mo Shan's face darkened, and he muttered to himself.

"Instructor Mo, have these people appeared before?"

Mo Hong asked in surprise.

"Mo Hong, you don't need to investigate this matter further. Knowing it now won't do you any good."

Mo Shan abruptly ended the conversation, then asked, "Mo Hong, have you fought against the students sent in by those three universities?"

Mo Hong remained silent for a long time, seemingly recalling something, but in reality, he was considering whether to tell the truth and whether it would have any impact on him.

After a good ten seconds, Mo Hong finally nodded and said, "We did encounter someone from Wild Extreme University, and we finally managed to kill him with great difficulty."

"Was this person still alive even after his heart was shattered, and you only killed him after you chopped off his head?"

Mo Shan pressed for an answer.

"Yes." Mo Hong answered without hesitation.

"Okay, I see."

Mo Shan let out a soft breath, as if he knew the answer.

Mo Shan then stopped asking questions about the ruins and began to comment, "Mo Hong, I underestimated you. I didn't expect your strength to improve so quickly. Compared with the progress of the top freshmen this year, you are already the number one freshman."

"Zhuang Hongzhe of the Tianzi Dojo has only just reached the early stage of level 9, and is far from being your match."

Hearing Mo Shan's sudden praise, Mo Hong smiled, feeling a surge of pride in his heart.

Xuanwu University, which ranks fourth in the entire league, has unknowingly become the top freshman.

"So my current requirement for you is to break through to the Xuan rank as soon as possible and strive to enter the top 800 of the Xuanwu Ranking before your sophomore year."

"Top 800 on the Xuanwu Ranking?"

Mo Hong felt no pressure about reaching the Xuan rank, but the next sentence made his pupils shrink slightly.

The Xuanwu Ranking is a power ranking that records the strength and achievements of all Xuan-rank martial artists at Xuanwu University, and ranks them according to their battle records.