School, corridor.
A sea of people.
Despite the massive crowd, the corridor was dead silent. The only sound was the muffled breathing of the onlookers, who were terrified that breathing too loudly would make them miss the conversation between the two young ladies.
Most importantly, the battle had reached its absolute climax.
Everyone wished they were holding a giant bucket of popcorn right now. The only imperfection was that the scumbag who should have come to this battlefield to meet his doom had not shown up. What a pity.
Damn it, since he is a scumbag, he should just obediently go to hell! I want to see rivers of blood!
Bang!
Dongfang Zhixia grabbed Shen Qinghan with one hand, pinning her wrist firmly against the wall. She narrowed her eyes as the two stared at each other.
Do you think I do not dare to hit you?
A crude barbarian, a short-tempered female gorilla, an incompetent and furious... Shen Qinghan spoke calmly, not intimidated in the slightest.
Faced with the Student Council President's physical aggression, the Eldest Miss ignored it and just kept throwing verbal elbows. Of course, she definitely could not win in a physical fight, and she would not ask for trouble.
It was common sense that a normal person could not defeat a short-tempered female gorilla.
Dongfang Zhixia's anger plus one, plus one, plus one...
But jokes aside, Dongfang Zhixia really did not dare to hit Shen Qinghan. It might seem like just a simple slap, but the consequences would go far beyond a mere physical altercation.
Based on Dongfang Zhixia's understanding of a certain evil old hag, things would likely get completely out of hand, and it was entirely possible for their two families to turn against each other.
She was way too fiercely protective of her own.
Although she could not hit her, she could still retaliate in other ways...
Dongfang Zhixia sneered and reached out with her other hand, intending to pin both of Shen Qinghan's hands against the wall to teach her a lesson.
Of course, this lesson did not mean hitting her, but rather humiliating her in front of all these people.
For someone with Shen Qinghan's aloof and withdrawn personality, being restrained in front of a crowd was tantamount to torture. It was like an enchanted punch of peanut butter.
Against people with peanut allergies, the damage buff multiplier was simply too effective.
By the same logic, for the socially withdrawn Eldest Miss, being put on the spot...
Bang!
Hiss...
Dongfang Zhixia's train of thought was abruptly cut off. She stumbled backward, clutching her forehead, feeling the world spin. She looked in disbelief at Shen Qinghan, whose own forehead was also slightly red.
Shen Qinghan, her face perfectly calm, rubbed her forehead. Idiot.
The crowd: !!!
Holy crap!!!
This show was totally worth the price of admission!!!
Dongfang Zhixia might not have realized what just happened, but the onlookers saw it clearly. The Eldest Miss indeed lacked physical strength and was no match in a head-on clash, but she could counterattack in other ways!
Shen Qinghan's nature meant she was no lamb waiting to be slaughtered. What happened before would only happen once; it would never be repeated.
If that headbutt had not made Dongfang Zhixia let go, Shen Qinghan would not have minded showing this crude female gorilla the results of thousands of years of human evolution.
In short... biting.
Ring, ring, ring!
The class bell rang again, sounding incredibly bizarre in this situation. Yet, no one moved an inch. Let alone the students, even the teachers were mixed in the crowd watching the drama. Who was even thinking about class?
Dongfang Zhixia narrowed her eyes, staring coldly at the problem child who had just headbutted her.
Do you guys have a lot of free time? Dongfang Zhixia directed this coldness toward the large crowd of onlookers.
Instantly, the previously crowded corridor emptied out. The students scattered like a swarm of bees, almost breaking the doors down in their haste.
When it came to crowd control, you had to hand it to the President. Of course, Ye Cheng could do it too; he was exceptionally gifted in that area!
The reason for clearing the crowd was simple: to prepare for an undignified battle with a certain problem child. Since words could not solve it, she had to switch tactics.
Switch to a method more advantageous to herself: brute force!
Dongfang Zhixia loosened her tie, took off her blazer and tossed it aside, and lightly cracked her knuckles, seemingly preparing for a real-life octagon cage match...
Shen Qinghan did not just stand there either. She took the initiative to walk toward Dongfang Zhixia. The latter paused, then sneered.
You have got guts. Instead of running away, you are actually approaching me?
Bang!
As soon as Dongfang Zhixia finished her sentence, Shen Qinghan walked into the classroom and slammed the door shut, locking the still-warming-up Dongfang Zhixia outside.
Dongfang Zhixia: ...
The air grew inexplicably quiet. In the corridor, only Dongfang Zhixia remained standing there. In a daze, it felt as if a crow flew over her head trailing an ellipsis, cawing Idiot.
Dongfang Zhixia sent a rematch request!
Shen Qinghan declined the rematch request!
The Eldest Miss was not stupid. Knowing she could not win and still fighting, if that was not asking for trouble, what was?
If she triggered a Defeat CG screen, she would be put in her place real quick.
After returning to the classroom, no one dared to speak. They just gave the returning Eldest Miss a silent salute with their eyes, escorting her all the way to the back row. Seeing the tense atmosphere, the teacher finally clapped his hands.
Alright, class, let us begin. Everyone focus...
Even though he had not seen enough of the drama himself, if things continued like this, his salary would be docked.
Everything seemed to return to its usual peace. The Eldest Miss sat in the back row as if nothing had happened. Just like any other day, she propped her cheek on one hand and looked at the all-English philosophy book on her desk.
Except, there was now a phone resting next to the philosophy book, seemingly placed there to conveniently check messages at any moment.
On the adjacent desk, there was also a brand new fruit-brand smartphone. Black... yes, black again. A few people really had matching tastes.
An unknown amount of time passed. After finishing another chapter of the philosophy book, the Eldest Miss accidentally tapped her phone and checked her messages.
Hm? Shen Qinghan frowned.
It was true that there was no reply, but the message status had changed from unread to read. So, she was being left on read?
A tiny question mark popped up over the Eldest Miss's head. Eventually, this tiny question mark turned into a question mark on her phone. Tap, tap, tap. With the crisp sound of typing, the Eldest Miss sent a question mark to Ye Cheng.
This time, after waiting a while, it remained unread...
Outside in the corridor.
Dongfang Zhixia stood outside in slight silence for a moment. For some reason, she felt her recent actions were a bit inhuman. She could have just rushed in and pinned down that problem child, yet she insisted on doing all these flashy, unnecessary moves.
Everyone had run away, and she was still here warming up.
"Ugh... it's all that bastard's fault!" Dongfang Zhixia gritted her teeth, believing that fooling around with Ye Cheng lately had polluted her IQ.
Sighing, Dongfang Zhixia picked up her clothes resting to the side and prepared to head back. Waiting outside definitely wouldn't work out. There was still a lot of time before class ended, and she couldn't just stand out here like an idiot forever, right?
Waiting outside constantly would surely allow her to catch the eldest miss, but the problem was that waiting around like this would make her look cheap and foolish.
Buzz, buzz...
Just as she gathered her clothes, Dongfang Zhixia felt a vibration coming from within them. Was someone calling her?
"Hmm?" Dongfang Zhixia frowned. The call was from her family's logistics department. They usually wouldn't contact her unless it was an emergency. Calling her now while she was still in class meant something had definitely gone wrong.
She instinctively felt that something was off.
Not only that, but before the call, numerous messages had already been sent from the logistics department. The notification badge already showed 99+.
Dongfang Zhixia's heart skipped a beat as that sense of unease began to spread. She answered the phone.
"What's wrong?"
"Eldest Miss, this is bad! Something happened to Miss Mengmeng..."
Dongfang Zhixia: "???"
Dongfang Zhixia's face paled. She froze for two seconds before reacting. Before she could speak, the voice of the Dongfang family's logistics staff came through the phone again.
"And Young Master Ye Cheng... Young Master Ye Cheng was sent into the emergency resuscitation room ten minutes ago, and now..."
Clatter...
"Hello? Eldest Miss? Eldest Miss..."
After a good while, the dropped phone was finally picked up from the ground. Dongfang Zhixia's voice trembled slightly. "Where are they right now? Send me the location, I'm heading over immediately..."
The call ended quickly. Dongfang Zhixia clutched her clothes and ran out of the teaching building. The moment she reached downstairs, the Dongfang family's car had already arrived and whisked her away toward the hospital.
The departing car was driving extremely fast, already exceeding the school's speed limit. This scene was coincidentally witnessed by Shen Qinghan, who was looking out the window with one hand resting on her chin.
"Hmm?" A hint of confusion appeared in Shen Qinghan's eyes. She instantly recognized it as the private car meant to pick up a certain female gorilla.
Seeing it driving so fast, something must have happened.
"Heh..."
Karma comes fast. The eldest miss sneered and continued reading. A short while later, her phone vibrated beside her.
"Young Master, something happened to the Young Madam!" The person who sent the message was Niu Fen. As the school principal, he was the first to receive any news regarding the students.
Just a few minutes ago, he suddenly received news that someone had been sent to the school hospital for emergency resuscitation. Niu Fen was stunned when he heard it.
Resuscitation?
This was no small matter; the injuries must be very serious. Out of a sense of responsibility, he glanced at the name of the student being resuscitated... Ye Cheng?
This name sounds very familiar.
He actually shares the same name as the Young Madam...
Wait, could it be THAT Ye Cheng?
"Holy crap!"
Niu Fen knew that Shen Qinghan disliked answering phone calls. Even in such an urgent situation, he only dared to send messages instead of calling. He sent the message while rushing toward the hospital without stopping.
The detail was that he hadn't told his mother about this...
Swish! Shen Qinghan, who was sitting in the back row of the classroom, stood up abruptly. This startled the lecturing teacher, who thought he had taught something wrong and started sweating profusely.
"Uh... Student Shen, did I make a mistake somewhere?"
"I'm taking a leave of absence," Shen Qinghan said while looking down at the message on her phone.
"A leave of absence? Oh, okay, okay, okay. Go ahead, Student Shen." After freezing for a second, the teacher finally reacted and hurriedly agreed.
He didn't dare to refuse. Moreover, seeing Shen Qinghan's rather unpleasant expression, she must have some urgent matter to attend to. It would be terrible to delay her.
Shen Qinghan left the classroom. The moment she stepped out, the Shen family's private car was already parked downstairs. Shortly after, she left following the same route as Dongfang Zhixia, rushing toward the hospital.
And at an even faster speed!
...

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lity and could only live as an ordinary mortal. He only wished to live a peaceful life. Yet he didn't know— The dog he adopted, because it ate his food, became a legendary demon king. The kitchen knife he casually forged became a peerless divine weapon, causing numerous experts to fight desperately for it. The young disciple he took in became an immortal lord that led an era, due to cultivating the techniques Ye Feng taught him. Even the skeletons he looked down on the most were ominous demon kings that suppressed countless worlds. Many years later, looking at the void shattered with a punch, Ye Feng murmured to himself: It turns out the peerless kings were myself all along...

ut it can buy an entire year of absolutely perfect training results! Su Yu stared at his empty wallet and decisively opened up various online loan platforms. “Borrow a thousand bucks! Recharge my vitality!” Boom! His vitality broke a hundred points, shattering the limits of the human body! “Borrow ten thousand bucks! Recharge my combat skills!” Boom! A basic punching technique so common it was everywhere instantly maxed out, revealing the ultimate assassination technique of Five Elements Unity—Inner Force! When a rich kid hired assassins for a midnight ambush, aiming to break both of his legs, they instead ran headfirst into a monster—a human-shaped tyrannosaur, brimming with dragon-like vitality. With just two fingers, Su Yu snapped a steel staff reinforced with alloy. Staring at the killer’s stash of stolen cash—a staggering quarter-million dollars—he showed a corporate-sincere smile: “Thanks for the pre-exam gift pack, Mr. Zhao! I’m gonna go re-invest this!” Three days later, at the National Martial Arts College Entrance Exam, while everyone else struggled just to reach the passing line, Su Yu threw a single punch—and more than a thousand vitality points literally detonated the entire arena!

transmigrates into the world as the sect master of the Heavenly Yan Sect, which is on the verge of being wiped out. He binds a system that grants him cultivation power based on the number of disciples he has: for each disciple, he automatically gains a year's worth of cultivation every single day! Take one disciple: every day he gains 1 year of cultivation power. While others struggle through a year of bitter training, he gets the same just by sleeping through a single night. Take ten disciples: every day he gains 10 years of cultivation power. Foundation Establishment, Core Formation, Nascent Soul—he breezes through all bottlenecks without lifting a finger. Take one hundred disciples: every day he gains 100 years of cultivation power. Even a Soul Transformation Venerable before him can’t survive a single blow. Take ten thousand disciples: every day he gains 10,000 years of cultivation power! With a wave of his hand, he topples empires. With a single step, he crushes the sacred grounds of the universe. ... While others fight tooth and nail for secret techniques, Lin Yan casually hands out Nascent Soul-level cultivation manuals as beginner textbooks. While others strain to find talented recruits, Lin Yan opens his doors to anyone—so long as they’re human. In just three short years, the Heavenly Yan Sect went from a backwater sect made up of three crumbling huts to a sacred land that every cultivator under heaven would kill to enter. ... One day, otherworldly demon gods invade, with a million demon soldiers pressing down upon the realm. Lin Yan, yawning, rises from his lounge chair and glances at the system panel: [Current Disciples: 1.28 million] [Daily Cultivation Increase: 1.28 million years] He waves his hand casually, and the countless demon soldiers are reduced to ashes in an instant. “So noisy… interrupting my fishing.”