Chapter 158: The Poor Man

The afternoon class was just as tedious. Ye Feng listened for a while, but since he could not understand any of it anyway, he decided he might as well go find Teng Hu and take care of the matter. “Ling’er, I may not come home for dinner tonight,” Ye Feng said softly. “There’s someone else cooking now, so whether you come back or not doesn’t matter.” Xia Ling continued listening intently to the lecture. “Ling’er, am I really nothing more than a cook in your eyes?…”

The policy the Evil Demon World had always followed in the human realm was to choose elites even when selecting the fallen. That was precisely why Ruyu found it strange.

Xiao Yongfei gazed at the towering skyscraper before him, then at the clearly shorter buildings surrounding it, and gradually formed a suspicion. When he and Xiang Yun took the elevator to the top floor and looked out over the surroundings from the rooftop, the few key scenes laid bare before his eyes suddenly made everything clear.

The moment the immigration policy was issued, those directly involved showed little reaction. Yet in several major cities—Jingshi, Shanghai, Hangzhou, Yangzhou, Chengdu, and others—it stirred waves like a stone cast into a thousand ripples. Young people in particular once again launched an anti-Shen campaign. For reasons unknown, outstanding representatives from more than a hundred universities turned their accusations directly toward Shen Xing.

“Commander, the atmosphere is indeed somewhat off. But after careful investigation, we found nothing suspicious apart from a few passersby. There are no signs of an ambush in the elevated residences or anywhere else, either!” Shen Xing waved for the two men to withdraw, then glanced at the dog still lying on the ground and listening for sounds. The dog merely shook its head and slowly rose to its feet.

Still, this Muscle-Tendon Transformation Scripture truly was a miraculous manual. After only a few days of practice, his internal power had advanced by leaps and bounds, reaching the twentieth level.

He might have come on too strongly when he spoke to Xia Ou upstairs earlier. From the moment they left until now, Zhao Yu had not said a word. His expression was vacant and his eyes dull, which greatly worried Zhang Zhiyuan.

“Oh, give it a rest. The intelligent central brain isn’t some dormitory matron. Do you really think it’ll pay any attention to you?” She could not stand watching him show off.

Almost as Elder Li’s voice fell silent, a blood-red figure appeared behind Liu Ruolin.

“The Lingyun Divine Palace belongs to the master of Lingyun Star. Outsiders had always been unable to enter. It was only with the appearance of the Lingyun Tokens that they gained a chance to glimpse the palace. The first Nascent Soul cultivators to enter the palace should have been those one hundred and eight holders of the Lingyun Tokens.”

Jiang Yu nodded and yawned. She had only just woken up, yet drowsiness was already washing over her again.

Chu Suanzi considered Director Wang’s strategy highly practical. A single Dai Yuan had easily reduced Zu Ti to a sorry state. Chu Suanzi carefully considered the important officials at court, wondering who could counterbalance Gao Jingzong.

Without bothering to figure out what was happening, Ye Ling rushed toward that place with all her strength. Her clear eyes held nothing but shock.

Luo Shao felt that this had nothing to do with the question he had asked, but he patiently refrained from interrupting Bai Yi.

At the summit of a deep-blue star stood a towering mountain peak that pierced the clouds. Mist wound through the mountains, making the entire scene seem ethereal and unreal.

“All right, all right. I’ll definitely listen to Sister Sweetie and won’t run off.” Fang’er loudly promised, then slipped down from the heated brick bed.

The masked man had never expected the person in his arms to answer so directly. Unable to believe his ears, he asked again in astonishment, afraid that his excessive worries had conjured a hallucination.

Master Niu sighed. Then he suddenly raised his head and saw the expressions of everyone present. His heart gave a jolt. How had he failed to think of that? The girl really was clever. If he said she was his confidante, surely none of these people would doubt it.

The official with the ingratiating smile was still young, around twenty-five or twenty-six, with rather refined features. His name was Yuan Jin.

Li Chengqian could finally prepare for the enrollment of the medical and military academies in peace, as well as for the start of the school term half a month later.