Chapter 71: The Battle for Treasure (Part 2)

  I'm taking a two-day leave, please forgive me, your support is my greatest motivation, thank you!...

  After the first intense confrontation, the small island was filled with smoke and dust, flying sand and walking gravel. Xiaomei struggled to open her eyes, trying to see the situation in front of her clearly. The divine soldiers also used their minds to sense the battle within.

  After a few minutes, the smoke dispersed and the scene cleared up. The two young men were seen in a several-meter-deep pit, both of them looking disheveled. One was standing, leaning on his sword for support, but still standing; the other was lying down, struggling to lift his head to look at his opponent, with a series of emotions flashing across his face - shock, despair, disbelief, and finally, hysterical rage: "How is this possible? This can't be! How did you do it? No, you're not human, you must be a ghost, right?"

  "You'll become a ghost soon, go ask King Yan then." I gave him a calm response, but my heart was not at peace. Firstly, it was because of his strength, and secondly, it was because I was about to kill someone for the first time, although this person deserved to die, but in my heart, I didn't want to take a life.

  Under the psychological effect of contradiction, I slowly walked closer to Liu Jinsong. He was threatened with death and first begged for mercy without any dignity. This is the kind of person I dislike the most. If he had a bit of backbone, I might have appreciated him a little; seeing that I was unmoved, he menacingly threatened:

  "You can't kill me, my uncle is the deputy dean, and even if you do, my family will definitely avenge me. You probably don't know: my family is the number one family in Longyun Mountain, my dad is the head of the household, and if he finds out, not only will he take revenge on you, but he'll also wipe out your parents and relatives from the face of the earth!"

  "Just spare me and I promise I won't bother you again, your family will also be safe, haha, yes, that's it, uh, uh, ah——."

  I grabbed his neck with one hand and used a grappling move, taking him down in three to five seconds. I growled:

  "No one can save your life now. You dare to threaten me? I'll let you know what it means by 'A dragon has reverse scales, and those who touch them will die'!"

  The dog was thrown to the ground, and he slowly raised the Bimonthly Knife in his hand. He had no strength to resist, and his eyes were filled with despair. However, at this moment, a great force bound me, my movements stiffened, giving me an irresistible feeling. My heart was shocked, and from afar came three loud shouts:

  "Stop!"

  It was these three old men who didn't come early or late, but instead appeared at this critical moment to intervene. A spatial fluctuation occurred in front of me, and the three old men appeared before me, starting a lecture that made my heart impatient, yet I could only stand still and listen, seething with anger.

  Of course, there is someone who is even more furious than me, Long Hongnang, who is standing in the dean's laboratory watching the situation. At this moment, he can be said to be burning with anger that could melt a thousand-year-old glacier. Others only know that Liu Jinsong is his nephew, but they don't know their deeper secrets. Since it's a secret, let's not mention it for now. If it weren't for the fact that the space was sealed by the three old ancestors of the Tianjia, he might have entered the treasure room and torn me apart on the spot. However, now he can't do anything either, and can only anxiously pace back and forth like an ant on a hot pot, earning disdainful looks from other high-ranking officials.

  Another annoying person is my brother, who has come up with his own "Flowing Clouds Step" and is about to catch up with a divine artifact. The other classmates are jealous and won't let him have it. To help their own group's leader, they all give up chasing after the artifact and block my brother's path instead. A fight breaks out, and only then do we discover that this ordinary-looking classmate is incredibly powerful, and even with everyone working together, they can only manage to slow him down.

  Three minutes passed quickly, and the three divine artifacts flew back, floating over the heads of the crowd with a whooshing sound. They stood together with the three white-haired old men, lecturing their fellow students in a meaningful way, as if teaching juniors. They spoke about unity, wisdom, strength, and not being too proud, but it was just some clichés that made everyone feel depressed. It turned out that the three divine artifacts had no intention of finding an owner, but were instead used as bait or a trap to lure people into making mistakes - thereby giving the elites a lesson in ideology.

  Half an hour later, everyone returned to the island, mostly like a defeated rooster, only a few people's eyes flickered with spirit, should be from the lesson with some enlightenment. They came back to find that the atmosphere here was eerie:

  Three white-haired old men kept shaking their heads and sighing, finally looking at me seriously and saying: "What's going on? What did you do to him?"

  No answer was given, and the three old men were about to get angry. No one dared not to answer their questions. Xiaomei said discontentedly: "Grandfather, you've intimidated him, how can he answer?"

  "This little girl is quite good, I like her. You several old men are all of an age, why bother with these trivial matters." It was the immortal artifact that initiated the gambling session speaking.

  The three old men first stared at Xiaomei awkwardly, then looked at the speaking immortal artifact as if looking at an old friend, and only spoke after a long while.

  "Jian Xian is right, we shouldn't bother with worldly affairs anymore. Let's preserve our useful bodies and maybe one day we can still do something for humanity."

  "That's not letting the child go, and besides, I've seen everything he's done, and I think there's nothing wrong with it."

  "This little guy is quite good, a talent worth cultivating." Another immortal artifact spoke up. A group of divine soldiers also echoed in agreement:

  "The two immortals are right, this kid may have crippled him, but he was indeed in the wrong."

  Three old men were shocked, other classmates were stunned, and all the divine soldiers spoke for one person. What is this concept?

  Three old men said: "Who can tell me what just happened here? I'm very curious."

  This time the tone was much more gentle, with only a hint of curiosity, and so a certain eloquent immortal artifact clearly explained the entire cause and effect from start to finish, without leaving out a single detail.

  The crowd was shocked again, so to speak, now eighty percent of the divine soldiers present are his personal guardians, and there are also divine soldiers who originally looked up to him. Doesn't that mean that all the divine soldiers except for the three divine artifacts are his? It's too unbelievable, this is simply a miracle!

  Three old men looked at each other, seemingly about to make a difficult decision. Finally, they turned to me with some apology and said: "Ren Yiyue, logically speaking, as long as these divine soldiers are willing to follow you, they should be yours; however, you should understand the principle of 'a commoner is innocent, but possessing jade makes one guilty', and also that you actually crippled a classmate and attempted to harm his life, this point you cannot deny."

  I nodded and understood the truth in my heart, not intending to argue. The three old men saw that I had a good attitude and said in a softer tone:

  "So we made a decision, in order to give some people an explanation, you can only choose one of these divine soldiers, which is a bit of compensation."

  I nodded again, and the three old men said kindly: "Good boy, you still have a great future ahead of you. Don't ruin it with impulsive behavior. Remember, don't be too extreme in everything; well, go ahead, you can choose one divine weapon freely."

  I chose the first sword that spoke for me, and it seemed extremely happy. The other sword, which had always been against him, was envious beyond measure.

  However, this immortal sword is willing to protect me, but it likes freedom. It only guarantees to protect me in the dark at any time and does not allow me to carry it with me.

  I also understand that it can't be used when the strengths don't match, and the immortal artifacts are all very proud, so just let him be.

  Suddenly, everyone felt that the scene in front of them had changed again, and they reappeared outside the dean's office building.