Chapter 11: We Need To Add Money
A woman in a chiffon puff skirt, lace gloves, and beret stood by a high-rise window, looking down at the crowd in the plaza.
She watched as the black-haired youth boarded the hovercar, and only after a long while did he disembark. The hovercar then sped away.
Then, she saw the black-haired youth stop a few steps away and suddenly grin, muttering to himself about something, appearing quite pleased.
Cha Nai Xue stared at the man’s receding back, her gaze distant.
“My lady, he has gone far away.”
“I can see that, you don’t need to tell me.”
A dashing woman in silver knight armor, a long sword at her waist and a high ponytail, stood behind and to the side of Cha Nai Xue. Her voice was monotonous and low. “My lady, do you regret it?”
“Regret? There’s nothing to regret.”
Cha Nai Xue gracefully paced back to the sofa, shaking her head lightly. “Even if he is a genius, academies and the Three Great Holy Sees always produce a few so-called geniuses every year. It’s not that unusual.”
“But now, your actions have already sown discord in Xia Feng’s heart. What if he becomes hostile towards you in the future?” The knight’s seemingly dull and lifeless little face was filled with worry.
“Hostile?”
Cha Nai Xue lowered her eyelids slightly, staring at the clear vortex in the center of her black tea, which formed a Fibonacci spiral. She shook her head and said lightly, “According to the emotional value system and research data on imperial male psychology, it can be clearly calculated that the probability of Xia Feng still liking me is as high as 93%, so there is nothing to worry about.”
“Moreover, once I become the Saintess, all so-called geniuses will be like ants.”
“But my lady, your probability of becoming the Saintess is currently only 60%, which hasn’t even reached the golden ratio…”
The knight’s expression was blank and confused. “And I don’t think Xia Feng seems to care much about you—”
“…”
The woman in the snow dress sat upright on the sofa, elegantly took a sip of her black tea, and then looked up with a smile. “Yin, if you speak again, you won’t have dinner today.”
“Mmm—” The knight was startled and lowered her head, shrinking her neck and pursing her lips, no longer asking questions.
The noisy, questioning voice finally disappeared. Cha Nai Xue stared at the coffee table for a while longer, then secretly clenched her fist, took a deep breath, and stood up decisively.
“Let’s go, it’s time to go into seclusion for a while.”
As long as she became the Saintess, all these annoying things would no longer be problems.
As for Xia Feng becoming hostile towards her?
Impossible!
***
“Murder? Who are you trying to kill?”
In a dimly lit room, a bald man lazily leaned back in a fur-lined chair, leisurely exhaling smoke rings as he picked up a photo from the table.
The photo showed a handsome black-haired youth.
“A student from Weiyang Academy?”
The bald man frowned and tossed the photo aside. “I don’t take jobs like this. Find someone else!”
The photo flew out and was caught by a mysterious person in the shadows.
The mysterious person wore a mask with a red vertical eye in the center, and their entire body was shrouded in a black robe, making their gender indistinguishable.
“I can offer double the price,” the mysterious person’s voice was deep and mechanical.
“Tsk~” The bald man sneered. “Weiyang Academy is famous for protecting its own. I need to have a life to spend the money! Alright, you should leave now. I never saw you—”
“Double the price.”
“Leave!”
“Five times.”
“Deal!” The bald man instantly extinguished his cigarette and sat up straight. He took the photo again, his scarred eye coldly staring at the young man in the picture, a slight grin on his lips. “You’re quite handsome, you brat, tsk tsk, what a pity~~”
The mysterious person continued, “Xia Feng, a First-stage Spirit Master. Although a genius, he is only eighteen years old. He probably doesn’t know many Spirit Robes. Here is information on the Spirit Robes he might have mastered.”
The mysterious person handed over another piece of paper, which detailed Xia Feng’s combat capabilities. The bald man glanced at it quickly and frowned. “A genius? Has this kid unsealed his Spirit Energy?”
“Unknown, but most likely not.”
The mysterious person handed over yet another piece of paper. “The target will enter the Evil Dragon Forest tomorrow noon. This is the map of the outer perimeter of the Evil Dragon Forest. You must take care of him before he leaves the forest! It will be easier for you to dispose of the evidence in the forest, and the academy will have no trace of you.”
“You’ve thought it through quite well,” the bald man said with a tsk. “But I’m not a member of an adventure group, so I don’t have the qualifications to enter the forest.”
“Don’t worry, I will resolve your identity issue. Here is the deposit.”
The mysterious person placed a briefcase on the table. “I hope you can succeed in killing him.”
The bald man grinned. “I’ve been at the Second-stage for over ten years. I can take on three First-stage youngsters by myself. Do you think I can’t handle him?”
“Tsk tsk~ Brother, you can rest assured, and prepare to pay the remaining balance when you receive my good news!”
***
When Xia Feng returned to his rented room, he had nothing to do, so he went to sleep and caught up on sleep for the past few days.
However, he was suddenly startled awake by a nightmare early in the morning, drenched in cold sweat.
!
In his dream, Mu Qingtong had fallen in love with him and wanted to have children with him. But who was he, Xia Feng? He was a married man with a wife whom he hadn’t met yet! Naturally, he refused to comply, shouting “Dame!” and then—
Then Mu Qingtong decapitated him with a single slash.
Mushroom, that short dwarf, applauded nearby.
What a terrible dream~ Xia Feng rubbed his temples, frowning thoughtfully. Although it was just a dream, he felt like some people were trying to harm him.
[You have further analyzed the core Spirit Particle Structure of the D-class Spirit Robe ‘One-Tail’ – 95%]
“Huh?”
Waking up, things were still happening for the better. He immediately sat up. Had Mu Qingtong been studying the One-Tail Spirit Robe all night? It was so fast!
The structure of the One-Tail Spirit Robe became increasingly difficult to understand as it progressed, and the speed would slow down. He had initially worried that he wouldn’t be able to learn it today, but now it seemed he had been too shortsighted.
Although the One-Tail was not an extremely powerful Spirit Robe, if he could learn it before entering the forest, it would naturally greatly increase his chances of survival.
While monitoring Mu Qingtong’s learning progress, he simply washed up and went out.
The Evil Dragon Forest was located north of District 51, bordering several major districts like District 49. Its outer perimeter was enclosed by a wall thousands of miles long.
Above this wall, one could clearly see an endless light barrier reaching into the sky, which blocked the dense Calamity Force within the forest from the outside world, protecting the safety of the various districts.
This wall had a resounding title—The Final Great Wall!
Beneath this Great Wall, in front of a city gate.
Xia Feng arrived on time and saw his cheap adoptive father, with his hair meticulously slicked back, elegantly leaning on a cane in a suit, standing expressionlessly before the city gate.
Seeing him arrive, he smiled slightly. “You’re here.”
Xia Feng raised an eyebrow. This was the second time Uncle Wei had smiled at him, the first being the night before last when he discovered Xia Feng was a genius.
In the past, even looking at him would have been a chore.
One could only say that he lived up to his reputation as a formidable man who adopted eighteen children and remained single. His expressions changed so quickly, Xia Feng mused internally.
“You still have a full year to prepare. With your talent, if you challenge Qi Xiao next year, wouldn’t you be guaranteed to win?” Uncle Wei asked in a deep voice. “You still have a choice…”
Qi Xiao, who was in the distance, saw them talking and quickly walked over, sneering and chuckling. “Junior Brother Xia, are you perhaps thinking of backing out before the fight? But that’s normal. If you’re really scared, then bow and apologize to your senior brother, and I’ll allow you to challenge me next year, how about that?”
Xia Feng turned his head and glanced at Qi Xiao, then smiled:
“Senior Brother Qi Xiao, I know you’re afraid I’ll go back on my word, but you can rest assured. My dictionary doesn’t have the word ‘fear’!” Xia Feng tilted his chin, revealing a villainous smile, his tone arrogant and cocky. “After all, I don’t even take you seriously.”
“???!!!” Qi Xiao was provoked by Xia Feng’s arrogant demeanor and was somewhat angered. However, he was used to it. The Xia brat had always been like this before, always talking back and being annoying.
“Arrogant!”
Zhao Jie, who arrived at the same time, shouted, but then turned to reveal a kind smile. “But I like it! Young man, I like this kind of arrogant drive in you. That’s what a young person’s vibrant spirit should be like.”
Zhao Jie patted Uncle Wei’s left shoulder heavily and grinned. “Old Wei, don’t you think so?”
