When Ning Sihua descended on the back of her Bluescale Eagle, the group gathered at the House of Waveswept Rocks subconsciously glanced at the two severed heads in her hands.

Afterward, Shen Jiusong, Chen Zheng, and the others couldn’t help but suck in a breath of cold air.

Of those two heads, one belonged to the vice palace master of Jixia Academy, Tao Zheng. The other belonged to Vice Palace Master Mo Huaque of Watermoon Academy.

Their statuses might have been inferior to Ning Sihua, but they were both still well-known Grandmasters. Furthermore, they’d come to Heaven’s Origin Academy as representatives of their respective academies.

Yet now, Ning Sihua had killed them both without the slightest politeness!

Who wouldn’t have been surprised?

“Fellow Daoist, are these heads worthy offerings?” Ning Sihua walked up, glanced at the seated Su Yi, and pressed her lips into a grin.

“They’re not members of the Su Family,” said Su Yi. “They’re not worthy.”

Ning Sihua nodded. “I thought so too.”

As she spoke, flames formed of Astral Force lit on her fingertips, burning both severed heads into cinders. Their ashes scattered to the wind.

The others instantly...