The sky curtain makes you a useless class monitor, yet you act arbitrarily for eternity?

Jiang Liyu's gaze remained calm.

There was no familiar chill.

There was no murderous intent in his eyes as he was about to be shoved into the ground.

Ye Chen sighed inwardly.

It seems it wasn't her.

His master would never allow a man to get this close.

Even though she had raised him for three years, if he dared to reach out and touch her, she would appear dozens of meters away the next second.

of course.

They usually go out lying down.

Back then, Ye Chen simply couldn't withstand Ye Long's hellish training regimen.

While Ye Long was out searching for healing pills for him, he dragged his heavily injured body, absconded with cultivation materials, and fled overnight.

He didn't get very far before he fainted outside the source of Guixu.

The one who took him in was none other than that mature and elegant female master.

She took Ye Chen abroad.

Take care of his health.

Teach him cultivation.

Before leaving, they also inserted two systems into his body.

Yan Cong's words today served as a timely reminder to Ye Chen.

Why must the Desolate Heavenly Emperor be a man?

At that level, what does changing one's physique and appearance matter?

Hand-operated system.

Its origin is unknown.

Their way of doing things is out of step with the world.

They also always observe all living beings as if they were characters in a game.

The more Ye Chen thought about it, the more he felt that his master was a prime suspect.

That's why he brought Jiang Liyu here alone to test her.

Now it seems that I guessed wrong.

Ye Chen glanced at the hand pressed against his chest and prepared to step back.

First, I apologize.

Be more sincere.

We'll compensate you with a few more level 7 materials.

That should be the end of it.

The next moment.

A terrifying power erupted from that hand.

Jiang Liyu's palm didn't move at all.

Ye Chen's clothes suddenly caved inwards at the chest.

His expression froze.

This is how the power operates...

wrong!

"puff--"

Ye Chen spat out a cloud of blood mist, and his body instantly left the ground.

"boom--"

He smashed through the library's main entrance, pierced through rows of bookshelves, and flew out of the other side wall with a roar.

Followed by.

The palm force that had been building up inside Ye Chen exploded completely.

"Boom—"

The library, along with the mountain behind it, was blown through on the spot.

A ravine stretching for thousands of meters appeared abruptly on the land of Nanjing.

Under the sycamore tree.

Jiang Liyu's hood was blown off by the aftershock.

The disguise runes hidden in the collar and cuffs went out one after another.

"Click."

A fine crack spread from between her eyebrows.

The illusory outer shell covering his entire body shattered into countless points of light.

Her petite figure grew taller as a result.

Her long, icy blue hair, which had been hidden, fell to her waist and curled in the wind.

She wore a jade dragon horn ornament at her temple, a white spiritual mark appeared between her brows, and her narrow, icy blue eyes exuded a cold and majestic aura.

The modified cheongsam-like robe, interwoven with platinum and turquoise, hugged the figure, its sheer fabric swaying with the ethereal light.

The sheer, misty white stockings on her thighs were embroidered with cyan phoenix patterns, and her body was surrounded by swirling cyan light, exuding a murderous aura that kept people at a distance.

Jiang Liyu withdrew her hand.

She looked down at the breached library, her brows furrowing slightly.

"Still not under control."

The loud noise echoed throughout Wuzhong, Nanjing.

The students from Class 9, who had already dispersed, all turned to look at the library.

"What happened over there?!"

On the open space of the playground, Yan Cong was still with two women on his left and right, discussing with Bai Xi where to build the palace and how to arrange the back.

Upon hearing this noise, his expression immediately changed.

"not good!"

"That's where Old Ye just went!"

Yan Congsong meets Liang Rumeng and Su Xiaoxiao.

"Mengbao, Xiaoxiao, you two stay here for now."

"Miss Baixi, the arrangements for the Creation Project are up to you."

"I'm going to check on my brother!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he picked up the sledgehammer, leaped into the air, and sped off towards the library.

As soon as he left, Su Xiaoxiao was at a loss and stood there awkwardly.

Liang Rumeng was much more composed than her.

Having been brutally beaten in society for several years, his mentality has matured considerably.

She took Su Xiaoxiao's hand and spoke to her in a low voice.

"Has he always been like this?"

Su Xiaoxiao was stunned for a moment.

"What?"

"I couldn't stand it for even a second after hearing that my brother was in trouble."

Su Xiaoxiao watched Yan Cong's departing figure and nodded gently.

"Um."

He won't admit it.

Actually, I care about the people in Class 9 more than anyone else.

Liang Rumeng smiled.

The awkwardness between the two of them dissipated somewhat.

Lake Heart Pavilion.

Lu Ming had just told Long Aotian about the Blood Fox possessing Leng Xixi and how he had personally fired the gun.

Long Aotian stood by the pavilion, looking down at the fish swimming in the water.

After a long silence, he finally chuckled.

"Lu Ming, that's enough."

He turned around and patted Lu Ming on the shoulder.

I don't blame you.

"If I were there, I might even have joined you in the fight."

"The thing attached to her won't die; it's your sister who will."

Long Aotian withdrew his hand.

"That's the end of it."

"Don't mention it again."

"it is good."

Lu Ming looked at him, paused, and remembered what Yan Cong had told him before.

If there's a rift between men, first take them to a foot massage parlor, then have a bowl of braised pork trotters with rice, and finally play video games all night.

The next day, the estrangement disappeared.

Becoming sworn brothers is too lenient; they directly address him as godfather.

Although Lu Ming didn't quite understand this, seeing Long Aotian's reaction, he still planned to go back and bring Yan Cong over to be in charge of mediating.

"Boom—"

The two had just finished discussing the matter.

The next moment, they also saw the explosion coming from the library.

They exchanged a glance, then took to the air and flew away.

"Ye Chen is over there."

"Walk!"

"Whoosh whoosh-"

Less than two seconds.

One after another, figures landed around the library.

Yan Cong, carrying a sledgehammer, was the first to step onto the ruins.

After seeing the scene before him, he opened his mouth wide.

"Holy shit!"

A ravine thousands of meters long stretches across the mountains.

Only half of the library remains, with torn pages still flying around in the dust.

Under that perfectly intact sycamore tree stood a tall, elegant woman with icy blue hair.

Yan Cong looked around.

Ye Chen has disappeared.

Jiang Liyu has also disappeared.

He immediately moved to Zhuge Wangye's side and lowered his voice.

"Prime Minister."

"Wasn't that little loli Jiang Liyu that Old Ye dragged over just now?"

"How did she go from a loli to a mature woman?"

Yan Cong looked Jiang Liyu up and down again.

"wrong."

"They don't seem like a human being at all."

"Ye Chen and Jiang Liyu, could they have already been killed by this woman?"

As he spoke, he gripped the sledgehammer tightly.

"Should we avenge Old Ye?"

They shout all they want.

Yan Cong's feet did not move forward.

The oppressive aura emanating from the woman before him made even him, who had already entered the Celestial Realm, feel dangerous.

If one person goes in alone, they're likely to get beaten up.

It would be best to have all nine classes participate together.

Zhuge Wang also narrowed his eyes, gently turning the compass in his hand.

"No."

"Ye Chen is still alive."