The School Beauty’s Super Rogue

The Huashan Sect has been handed down to this day, with a history of two thousand years.

During so many years, friction among disciples and internal strife were not unheard of.

However, an incident like today, where someone murders right in front of the high-ranking officials, truly is a first.

Therefore, Qin Hao set a record for the Huashan Sect.

Faced with multiple pressures, anyone else would probably have been frightened to half-death.

Not Qin Hao—he stood there, unfazed and calm.

"Sect Leader! Hand this scoundrel over to me!"

Zhuang Buming spoke once again, pressing step by step.

"Yes, Sect Leader, please! Please let the little scoundrel pay the price!"

Wu Zilan also shouted in anguish.

Sect Leader Lei contemplated, glancing at Ji Xinhu.

"Capture him first, and let’s talk after questioning," Ji Xinhu calmly suggested. Throughout, his expression was very composed, as if Qin Hao had nothing to do with him.

"That seems appropriate."

Sect Leader Lei decided to deal with it later.

With a wave of his hand: "Seize him first!"

"Sect Leader..." Zhuang Buming was very impatient, wanting to speak further, but Sect Leader Lei used an indisputable tone: "Don’t worry. If you’re in the right, justice will be served."

With these words, Zhuang Buming and Wu Zilan could only close their mouths, glaring at Qin Hao with eyes full of murderous intent.

"Hmph!"

The apprehension was naturally led by the Punishment Hall Elder.

He took out a rope from the Void Storage Ring, binding Qin Hao tightly, saying in frustration: "At least you’re not resisting orders."

Qin Hao remained aloof-faced, allowing the Punishment Hall Elder to take action, like a sculpture.

"Let’s first check the Martial Ancestor Map!"

Sect Leader Lei did not forget the main event of the day. After ordering, he entered the Martial Ancestor’s Secret Chamber with the high-ranking officials.

At this moment, due to the arrival of the high-ranking officials, the disciples had already left.

Inside the empty chamber, the huge mural had disappeared, leaving a blank white wall.

"What... exactly is going on?"

Even those experienced were confused.

In the years since the sect’s establishment, such an inexplicable event is a first.

"What do you all think?"

Sect Leader Lei asked the others.

Ji Xinhu pointed at the wall and said: "Perhaps the great power left by the Martial Ancestor has vanished."

"Or perhaps the painter’s power has faded."

Another elder speculated.

"Even if the power dissipates, there would be signs appearing beforehand. Why did it disappear inexplicably?"

Cloud couldn’t help but ask the question.

With this statement, the high-ranking officials fell silent.

"Could this matter remain an unsolved mystery?"

An elder spoke unwillingly.

If Su Lingfeng were present, he might direct the topic towards Qin Hao.

But since Su Lingfeng was just a disciple without the qualifier to enter, he was waiting outside.

The only disciple present was Qin Hao, but he was tied with a special prohibition rope, standing beside the Punishment Hall Elder.

"If the Martial Ancestor Map is lost! Our sect is in danger..."

Elder Yun Cai spoke with a full sigh.

With these words, the high-ranking officials couldn’t help but nod discreetly.

Although the Martial Ancestor Map was placed here, deemed useless by ordinary disciples for not being able to comprehend it.

In fact, however, nearly every powerful prodigy had benefitted from the Martial Ancestor Map.

Indeed, many prodigies became renowned only because of the secret techniques obtained from the Martial Ancestor Map.

It can be said, the Martial Ancestor is the best cradle for nurturing prodigies.

Now, it vanished inexplicably.

How could the high-ranking officials be content?

At this moment, each person’s heart felt a sense of helplessness.

"Is there no way to restore it?"

An elder spoke with deep reluctance.

"Restore?" Many of the high-ranking officials were very helpless.

With the painting gone, how can it be restored?

Copy?

It sounds easy, just find a skilled painter.

But in practice, it’s extremely difficult, not to mention capturing its spirit.

The grand aura contained in the painting cannot be simulated.

"Sigh!"

The more one thinks, the more painful it becomes; the more one thinks, the more disappointed. Sadness spread over each face.

Even Ji Xinhu couldn’t help but reveal a look of helplessness.

"Junior Brother Ji..." In the silence, Sect Leader Lei looked at Ji Xinhu and spoke.

"My father can’t handle this matter," Ji Xinhu understood Sect Leader Lei’s implication, shaking his head: "His power is indeed deep, but my father knows nothing about painting for a lifetime, it’s impossible."

"Alright!"

Sect Leader Lei couldn’t help but sigh again.

Indeed, even if Elder Ji had divine painting skills.

But since the Martial Ancestor has disappeared, without his personal rehearsal, even creating a painting would lack vitality.

"What should we do now!"

As the last bit of hope dwindled, the high-ranking officials were glum.

At this moment, a voice rose: "Perhaps I can restore the sect’s loss."

With this statement, every elder was startled, all looking in one direction, then startled again.

Qin Hao? Why would this boy dare to say such a thing?

Yes, the one daring to speak at this time was none other than Qin Hao himself.

"Hey, kid! Don’t think I don’t know what sinister motives you have in your head!" Zhuang Buming was the first to react, angrily shouting.

The Punishment Hall Elder immediately slapped Qin Hao on his forehead: "Are you planning to cause turmoil just before dying!"

With pain on the back of his head, Qin Hao frowned: "Punishment Hall Elder, now you hit me, later I will ask you to apologize."

"I’ll apologize to your banana!"

The Punishment Hall Elder fired up, ready to slap Qin Hao’s back head again.

"Stop!" Sect Leader Lei halted with a shout, causing the Punishment Hall Elder to stop, saying with displeasure: "Senior Brother, this guy is just afraid of death, stalling for time, do you believe him?"

"Of course not."

Sect Leader Lei shook his head in denial, but the unspoken words were understood by all.

In such circumstances, even if disbelief, there’s no harm in hoping!

It’s like treating a dead horse as if it were alive!

"Qin Hao, how exactly do you intend to bring the Martial Ancestor Map back to the world?" Sect Leader Lei adjusted his attitude, asking seriously.

Ji Xinhu interjected calmly: "Qin Hao, don’t expect me to save you, as you’ve caused such a disaster, you can only save yourself."

Before Qin Hao could respond, Zhuang Buming was irritatedly angry: "Senior Brother, you’re indeed foolish to believe this scoundrel!" However, hindered by Sect Leader Lei’s gaze, he could only close his mouth reluctantly, staring fiercely at Qin Hao.

The silence surrounded, allowing Qin Hao to speak: "If I succeed, I hope to be pardoned and also..."

Before he could finish, Sect Leader Lei interrupted with a wave: "If you can accomplish this, you will be the sect’s major hero, you can ask for anything!"

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