Chapter 44 End

Looking at Murong, sitting there with a cool and distant air, like a woodland sprite, Zhao Junhong whispered, “Old Fang, this girl is not someone to mess with.”

Both of them were notorious for their lascivious reputations. However, they shared an unspoken rule: never get involved with troublesome women.

Zhao Junhong was puzzled—could it be that Fang Qingyun was truly turning over a new leaf? If he really got entangled with this woman, any hope of wild escapades in the future would be nothing but a dream.

Fang Qingyun shot a glance at Zhao Junhong and said, “You’re overthinking it. When I first met this girl, she swung a blade straight at my head. If I hadn’t run fast, after the college entrance exams, you’d be attending my funeral banquet.”

Zhao Junhong immediately fixed Murong with a hostile stare.

Seeing this, Fang Qingyun stroked his chin and said with satisfaction, “No need to get angry—I’ve already taught her a lesson.”

“Hmph, that’s more like it!” Zhao Junhong said coldly. “Women who try to squeeze money out of me deserve a good lesson. Whose money grows on trees?”

Fang Qingyun’s smile faltered slightly before he looked at Zhao Junhong with serenity.

Zhao Junhong coughed dryly and asked, “So, what next? This girl doesn’t look weak.”

“So what? I, Fang Qingyun, have never been weak—”

“Enough with the theatrics. What’s with that lion?” Zhao Junhong interrupted. “Where did you get that monster?”

Fang Qingyun answered calmly, “It’s just a summoned creature.”

Zhao Junhong chuckled at Fang Qingyun’s nonchalance. He certainly knew how to put on airs.

“So, you used that thing to defeat her?”

Fang Qingyun retorted, “You talk as if summoned creatures aren’t part of my own power.”

“Whatever. Where did you get it? Can I get one?”

At these words, Murong and everyone watching through the monitors perked up their ears.

“From the secret realm.”

“Don’t give me that. I’m asking for the method.”

“The method is—I don’t know!” Fang Qingyun shrugged. “It just appeared out of nowhere. I’d love to know why myself.”

“Damn!” Zhao Junhong cursed fiercely. As their eyes met, both saw the amusement in each other’s gaze.

They weren’t fools. The college entrance exams had reached their final moments; if no one was monitoring them, then the exam supervisors would be utterly incompetent. How else would the admissions office compete for talent?

Other matters aside, a summoned creature could change the fate of humanity. It was simply too important.

If Fang Qingyun gave no explanation, nobody would rest easy. Shifting all responsibility onto the secret realm was the safest course.

The two fell silent, enduring quietly.

For Fang Qingyun, it was a process both painful and exhilarating. Near-death pushed his body and mind to their limits.

And yet—

Watching his source points steadily rise, his spiritual energy values climbing higher, he couldn’t help but smile. Pain seemed less like suffering.

Finally, as the pressure on his body eased, a great bell sounded.

“Boom!”

“Boom!!”

“The college entrance exams are over!”

“All participants, activate your treasures and leave the secret realm!”

A majestic voice echoed through the entire realm.

“Whew!” Zhao Junhong let out a long breath.

It was finally over. In his current state, he could have lasted ten minutes at most. Now, he was completely spent.

“But…” Zhao Junhong clenched his fists, a smile appearing on his face.

“How is it?” Fang Qingyun looked at him with interest. “I know you’re nowhere near my level, but you must’ve gained a lot, right?”

“You can drop that first part!” Wrapped in golden light, Zhao Junhong laughed. “I’ll tell you later—first, I need to absorb this blessing.”

“As if I don’t have one myself!”

Golden light enveloped Fang Qingyun as well, and Murong at his side. Anyone whose spiritual energy exceeded ten and passed the tidal change would receive the secret realm’s blessing. All three had undoubtedly qualified, and by a wide margin.

As the light faded, the trio underwent obvious transformations.

Their vitality, spirit, and energy fully restored; their wounds healed significantly; even their appearance shifted subtly.

Zhao Junhong became more vigorous, his body stronger, and his overall demeanor more confident.

Murong, in contrast, grew even more ethereal, as if sculpted by nature’s own hand—every gesture, every movement seamlessly harmonized with the world.

Fang Qingyun’s gains were equally immense. His features became more handsome, radiating the aura of a sun god, drawing all eyes wherever he went. His figure was slender but not inflated, yet he exuded a dangerous intensity. Standing still, he imposed a heavy pressure on those around him.

Murong’s brows twitched involuntarily as she looked at Fang Qingyun. When he glanced at her, she even forgot to breathe.

So strong…

This man had undoubtedly received tremendous benefits from the blessing. If they were to cross swords again, she would likely lose even faster.

Murong wasn’t the only one to think so—everyone watching through the monitors reached the same conclusion.

Zhao Junhong shot Fang Qingyun a look. “Let’s go!”

Fang Qingyun nodded lightly.

Murong fixed her gaze on Fang Qingyun and said meaningfully, “Until we meet again!”

With a flash, she activated her treasure and vanished.

Zhao Junhong curled his lip. “Looks like she won’t let you off so easily.”

Fang Qingyun replied with calm indifference, “She’d like to, but I’m her creditor—she owes me quite a lot.”

Zhao Junhong’s expression grew serious. “Once we’re out, we’ll be martial artists. Have you thought about which university you want to attend?”

Fang Qingyun was unconcerned. “I’ll discuss it with Old Li and see if he has any suggestions.”

That simple remark sent a chill through Old Li, waiting outside the secret realm. At that moment, dozens of gazes locked firmly onto him. Though strong, he trembled.

How many people had targeted him?

Damn it! Having a brilliant student isn’t always a blessing. Without a robust heart, it could turn into a nightmare!

With a flash, Zhao Junhong activated his treasure and disappeared from the realm.

Then—

Fang Qingyun was left dumbfounded.

Outside, Principal Sun and the others who had welcomed Zhao Junhong stared at Fang Qingyun in surprise.

“What’s going on? Why isn’t this kid coming out?”

Principal Sun joked, “Can’t you see how many people are waiting impatiently?”

The admissions office staff all chuckled.

Fang Qingyun still didn’t emerge. He stood there, looking both aggrieved and helpless.

“What’s the matter?” Everyone wondered.

The exam was over, and he’d received everything he was entitled to—why hadn’t he left? Could he be hunting more half-demon, half-devil creatures?

After a long while, as impatience grew among the crowd, Fang Qingyun finally looked up and shouted to the sky, “Will someone save me? My treasure—it’s gone!”

He couldn’t leave!

Only after Zhao Junhong had gone did he realize it.

Was anyone listening to him now?