“P-Principal…”
“I swear, I had no idea either!!!”
“He really is a freshman. He isn’t some ultimate weapon secretly raised by the military!”
“I only met him a few days ago!!!”
The two men fell into a long silence over the phone.
Shock.
Unparalleled shock.
In just a few days, he had skyrocketed from a blood-and-qi value of one thousand to combat strength comparable to that of a Martial Emperor?
This had already exceeded the bounds of human understanding!
“That boy…” Feng Wuji took a deep breath, his tone unusually grave. “Seal all of his real information immediately! Under no circumstances can the outside world learn that Su Yuan is Su Yu!”
“Yes! I understand!” Nie Changkong nodded frantically.
…
At the same time.
Mowu University, the vice principal’s office.
Lei Qianjue sat on the sofa, reading the battle report the military had just sent over.
Cold sweat instantly soaked through his back.
“Su Yuan… killed four Saints with a single strike and forced back the Black Heaven Demon Emperor?”
Lei Qianjue swallowed, his mouth suddenly dry.
Too strong.
Strong enough to make one despair.
He recalled how, just a few days ago, outside Jingwu, he had confidently declared that Mowu’s peerless prodigy, Shen Wudao, would teach Jingwu’s freshman Su Yu a lesson at the National Exchange Tournament.
“Thank goodness.”
Lei Qianjue wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and let out a long sigh of relief.
“Thank goodness this Su Yuan isn’t that first-year student from Jingwu named Su Yu.”
“Otherwise, what would be the point of holding the National Exchange Tournament?”
“We might as well have Shen Wudao admit defeat and come straight home!”
Just then, the office door was pushed open.
Shen Wudao, Mowu’s first-year student representative and the possessor of the Innate Fiend Physique, strode in.
His face was filled with arrogance and confidence.
“Principal Lei! My Heavenly Demon Fiendblood Art has already broken through to the fourth layer!”
Shen Wudao clenched his fists, bloodlust flashing in his eyes.
“This time at the National Exchange Tournament, I’ll beat the crap out of that Su Yu from Jingwu!”
“I’ll show him who the true number-one genius of the Great Xia Kingdom is!”
Lei Qianjue looked at Shen Wudao’s overbearing expression.
Suddenly, he felt a little guilty.
An absurd thought flashed through his mind without warning.
Wait.
Su Yu? Su Yuan?
They both had the surname Su?
And both were peerless geniuses who wielded spears?
Lei Qianjue’s hand trembled slightly, spilling the tea he was holding onto the desk.
“Impossible!”
Lei Qianjue abruptly rose to his feet, forcefully throwing that absurd thought out of his mind.
“Absolutely impossible!”
“He’s only a freshman, only eighteen years old. How long could he possibly have been cultivating in martial arts? How could he possibly possess the combat strength of a Martial Emperor?!”
“What kind of international joke is this?”
Lei Qianjue let out a cold laugh, as if bolstering his own courage—or perhaps speaking to Shen Wudao.
“If that first-year student Su Yu really is the Su Yuan who killed four Saints…”
“Then I’ll tear down Mowu’s front gate on the spot and swallow it whole!”
…
Kyoto, the Lin family estate.
Lin Zhengtian sat in his study, looking at the classified intelligence his subordinate had just delivered.
The underground city of the Dark Web had been annihilated.
The mysterious powerhouse Su Yuan had killed four Saints with a single spear and forced back the Demon Emperor.
As Lin Zhengtian read the thin pages, stormy waves surged through his deep-set eyes.
“One spear to slay four Saints and force back the Black Heaven Demon Emperor…”
“Just who is this powerhouse named Su Yuan?”
“When did the Great Xia Kingdom produce such an unparalleled figure, capable of holding up the heavens with one hand?”
Lin Zhengtian rose and walked to the window. Looking out at the night, he could not help letting out a long sigh, his voice filled with awe and emotion.
“I hear that this Su Yuan is extremely young and acts with swift decisiveness… Truly, heroes emerge from the young.”
For some unknown reason, the moment he mentioned young geniuses, the scene from several days ago suddenly flashed through Lin Zhengtian’s mind—the first time he had met Su Yu at the Kyoto railway station.
That eighteen-year-old boy.
Facing the scrutiny of a Martial Venerable like himself, he had remained neither servile nor overbearing, while his blood and qi had been astonishingly solid.
“That kid named Su Yu isn’t lacking in talent either.”
“Given enough time, he may well become a martial colossus capable of guarding an entire region.”
“But compared with this Su Yuan, who suddenly appeared out of nowhere, he is ultimately no more than a firefly beside the bright moon…”
Lin Zhengtian shook his head and laughed at himself.
He really must have been possessed. How could he have compared a freshman who had only just entered university with an invincible existence capable of stabbing blood from a Demon Emperor across the air?
The two of them were not even in the same dimension.
“By the way, Xiaoxiao still hasn’t come back?”
Lin Zhengtian gathered his thoughts and turned to the steward waiting outside the door.
The steward bowed respectfully.
“Reporting to you, Master, the young lady said she was going to ask Su Yu for guidance on spear techniques tonight. She’ll be back later.”
Lin Zhengtian froze for a moment, then nodded in satisfaction.
“Good, good.”
“That Su Yu really is a rare and exceptional talent. His attainments in spear techniques are extraordinarily high. Have Xiaoxiao learn from him as much as possible—it will benefit her greatly.”
“Give the order: under no circumstances are we to disturb them.”
…
Jingwu, the secluded training field behind the freshman dormitories.
The night wind was cool.
Lin Xiaoxiao wore the ice-blue Pojun-grade battle skirt that had just been forged.
The hem fluttered gently in the night breeze, outlining her pure and graceful curves.
A layer of extremely restrained ice-blue aura flowed slowly across her body, completely blocking out the chill of the wind.
She held a standard-issue spear in her hands.
Her eyes were focused, her blood and qi surging.
“Ha!”
Lin Xiaoxiao let out a delicate shout and thrust her spear.
The spearhead tore through the air, producing a crisp explosive crack.
Faintly, the rudimentary form of the “Subtlety” realm flickered at the tip of the spear.
Not far away.
Su Yu stood quietly beneath the shadows of a tree.
He had just returned from the Dark Web and changed out of the black trench coat still carrying the scent of blood.
At this moment, he had once again become that weathered and composed freshman.
With one hundred and forty trillion in his pocket, Su Yu was in an excellent mood.
“Your force is off.”
Su Yu spoke calmly, his voice especially clear in the night.
“The strength from your waist isn’t being transferred completely into your arm.”
“A spear is an extension of the body, not merely a tool.”
Lin Xiaoxiao stopped and turned to look at Su Yu.
Her clear, beautiful eyes glittered with a stubborn refusal to admit defeat.
“I’ve already been working as hard as I can to find that feeling of ‘transformation’ you mentioned!”
Lin Xiaoxiao breathed softly, a fine layer of sweat beading on her forehead.
“But it still feels like something’s missing.”
Su Yu walked forward.
He came to Lin Xiaoxiao’s side.
Without saying anything, he reached out and took hold of the hand gripping the spear.
Their skin touched.
Lin Xiaoxiao’s body stiffened slightly.
The tips of her ears instantly flushed red.
But she did not pull away. Instead, she bit her lower lip and allowed Su Yu to hold her hand.
“Feel the flow of my blood and qi.”
Su Yu’s voice was calm, without the slightest trace of distraction.
He guided her arm and slowly drew the spear back.
“Stretch your spine like a great dragon.”
“Sink your blood and qi into your dantian.”
“Then unleash it all at once.”
Holding her hand, Su Yu suddenly thrust the spear forward!
Hum!
The instant the spear shot out, a transparent spear ray visible to the naked eye erupted from the tip!
It had pierced straight through a massive boulder weighing several hundred pounds, leaving behind a hole as smooth as a mirror!
Lin Xiaoxiao’s eyes widened.
She stared blankly at the hole.
“This…”
“Is this the Manifestation Spear Intent?”
Lin Xiaoxiao turned to look at Su Yu, who was standing within arm’s reach.
In the moonlight, Su Yu’s profile looked especially stern.
His deep eyes seemed to hold an endless expanse of stars.
Lin Xiaoxiao’s heart suddenly skipped a beat.
“Remember it?” Su Yu released her hand and took a step back.
“Practice more.”
Lin Xiaoxiao snapped back to reality, her cheeks burning.
She nodded frantically.
“I-I remember.”
Su Yu glanced at the sky.
“That’s enough for today.”
“I still have something to do. I’ll head back first.”
With that, Su Yu turned and walked toward the apartment.
His mind was filled with thoughts of that fourteen trillion in cash.
He had to go back and recharge immediately.
Then he would deduce the fourth compression of his qi and blood!
And break through to an even higher realm!
Lin Xiaoxiao gripped her spear and watched Su Yu’s retreating figure.
She bit her lip.
“Su Yu!”
Lin Xiaoxiao suddenly called out.
Su Yu stopped and turned around.
“What is it?”
Lin Xiaoxiao took a deep breath, raised her chin, and revealed a bright smile.
“You’re definitely going to win the National Exchange Tournament!”
Su Yu looked at her stubborn yet sincere expression.
He gave a slight nod.
“Yeah.”
Then he turned around and pushed open the apartment door.
Fourteen trillion.
I’m coming.
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s + Rent Collection Wealth】 At the start, he inherited a rundown house in the urban village from his grandfather. The house had no tenants, but the moment he was diagnosed with a terminal illness, a self-proclaimed empress from the Tianxuan Continent arrived as his first tenant. Ye Chuan soon discovered that with every new tenant moving in, not only did he receive massive daily payments, but he also obtained unique items related to their backgrounds. 【Acquired Bai Qianshuang’s related item: Tiger Strength Pill—dramatically enhances physical power!】 【Acquired Bai Qianshuang’s related item: Deer Blood Pill—significantly boosts vitality!】 …… From that day on, all sorts of bizarre tenants began appearing in the house: the empress from Tianxuan Continent, an apocalyptic sorceress from the Magic Realm, a mysterious scientific girl who fell through a spacetime rift… Every single day, he received strange, powerful items and endless money. Then one day, he suddenly realized—he had become invincible. Enough, enough! Stop giving me more!
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