Yin Yang’s voice was like a devil’s whisper, tempting her.
Zhou Kexin’s expression was complex. Although she had killed many people and made quite a bit of money, she didn't actually have much in the way of major assets.
For safety’s sake, she usually had to flee immediately after a kill, so she could only take cash or items that were easy to sell. More importantly, she didn't dare approach truly wealthy people or the children of major families; those households often had tight security and might even possess transcendent items.
If those people discovered her true identity, she wouldn't even know how she died.
That was precisely why she had been so surprised when she learned Yin Yang was going to move against the Qi family.
So, despite her glamorous appearance, she wasn't particularly wealthy. Yin Yang’s words struck right at her weakness.
Seeing her hesitation, Yin Yang continued.
“Have you heard of the Shadow Lotus Church?”
Zhou Kexin’s heart skipped a beat, and she suddenly looked up at Yin Yang.
The Shadow Lotus Church’s reputation was naturally well-known to her, and she had heard that it was they who had brought down the Qi family last time.
‘Could it be that this man is a member of the Shadow Lotus Church?’
‘For heaven's sake, I knew it! With his methods, he had to be from a cult!’
Yin Yang didn't care what she was thinking and continued with a smile.
“I’ll tell you plainly: it won't be long before Wang City University falls into chaos.”
“The reason I’m staying here is to loot some benefits.”
“If I recall correctly, the abilities of a Sequence 8 Courtesan are Charm and Subconscious Guidance, right?”
Zhou Kexin’s expression became even more terrified.
The Enchantress pathway was a very rare one, so few people knew their specific abilities. Yet the man before her seemed to know them like the back of his hand. How could she not be afraid?
“Yes,” she whispered, not knowing what Yin Yang intended to do.
“I can help you briefly enhance those two powers, making everyone fall for you and allowing you to plant seeds in their subconscious.”
“What do you want?”
Zhou Kexin spoke directly. She didn't believe Yin Yang was being so kind for no reason.
“I need you to help me Spirit-Bestow an item.”
“What is Spirit-Bestow? I don't know how to do that.”
“It’s fine if you don't know. I can help you.”
Yin Yang snapped his fingers. A book in front of him suddenly flew up, and a reading voice came from within.
“Horse Poison Flower: often found growing by riversides in temperatures between twenty-five and thirty degrees. The flowers are purplish-red and highly toxic...”
Zhou Kexin stared at Yin Yang in total confusion, unable to understand how he had done it.
Yin Yang smiled and pointed at the book.
“This is Spirit-Bestow.”
“Can I learn it?”
“No.”
“...”
...
Over the next few days, the entire Wang City University was plunged into a flurry of activity.
The Department of Performing Arts, in particular, had to put on a show.
Yin Yang was originally planned to be in it, but since he was now the school representative and needed to read a speech, someone else had to take his place in the performance.
During these few days, there were even more rumors about Yin Yang.
After all, he had transferred here less than a month ago, yet he had already secured the position of school representative and then won over the ‘Ice Goddess.’ He had far too many spotlights on him.
This caused many boys who admired Zhou Kexin to view Yin Yang as a love rival.
However, most people gave up on that thought after seeing Yin Yang in person.
They understood in their hearts that if they were Zhou Kexin, they would also choose Yin Yang.
But only Zhou Kexin herself knew the truth—she was scared to death!
Time passed until the day of the anniversary celebration arrived!
The entire school was newly decorated, with flowers and promotional slogans everywhere.
Yin Yang had already memorized the manuscript twice, but the teacher was still a bit worried.
“Teacher, if you’re really that worried, I can just read from the manuscript.”
“No, no, no. Reciting it is better. It’s definitely better.”
The teacher was at a loss for words. A few school leaders in sharp suits walked over, and one of them patted Yin Yang on the shoulder.
“Young man, give it your best!”
“As long as you can catch the eye of those people today, your future path will be smooth. Countless people were eyeing this opportunity, but the principal pushed through all objections to give it to you. Do you understand?”
Yin Yang immediately put on an expression of deep gratitude.
“I understand, I understand. Thank you for the opportunity, sir.”
The school leader smiled even more happily upon hearing this, thinking that young people nowadays were truly sensible.
Only the teacher’s expression was a bit strange. After the school leader left, he said, “You were faking that, weren't you?”
Yin Yang looked at the teacher with some surprise.
“Was my acting that obvious?”
Those words made the teacher laugh. He shook his head and said, “It’s not that your acting was bad, it’s just that I know you aren't that kind of person.”
Yin Yang smiled as well, thinking to himself that what the teacher saw was also just a facade.
“The speech is really fine?”
“It’s really fine.”
“Alright, then prepare well. I’ll be going now.”
After the teacher left, Yin Yang scanned the surroundings. He felt relieved when he didn't see any of his classmates.
He had used the Accident Pen to ensure that all his classmates had ‘accidents’ today that prevented them from coming to school. Because of this, he had even discovered a Sequence 9 among them.
The reason was simple: a Sequence 9 consumed far more transcendent attributes than an ordinary person.
But it didn't matter. Since Yin Yang had learned Spirit-Bestow, he could ‘recharge’ these transcendent items.
So, he didn't care about consuming a few transcendent attributes.
Originally, he had also written an accident for the teacher to prevent him from coming to school today, but he had still shown up.
At that moment, Yin Yang knew that the Accident Pen wasn't omnipotent. Or rather, this was the teacher’s fate.
And what Yin Yang had to do was respect the fate of others.
“Hello, classmate. Do you know where the principal is?”
A reporter with a camera walked over, a press card hanging around his neck.
Yin Yang smiled and pointed to the building behind him.
“Over there, sixth floor.”
“Alright, thank you, classmate.”
The reporter smiled at Yin Yang and walked toward the building.
Behind him, Yin Yang’s eyes narrowed slightly. He could perceive that the other person was a transcendent—one with a cold aura.
He had killed people like this before; that previous killer was one!
‘A member of the Shadow Lotus Church!’
Yin Yang immediately reached a conclusion. The other person seemed to sense Yin Yang’s gaze and turned back, but Yin Yang was already walking away without looking back.
After breaking through to Sequence 7, Yin Yang’s perception had become even stronger.
Including that reporter, nine members of the Shadow Lotus Church had already arrived.
One of them had an aura that almost triggered a stress response in him.
That was a Demigod!
Had he still been at Sequence 8, Yin Yang would have fled long ago.
But now he was Sequence 7, and he had been preparing here for a long time.
While it was impossible to fight so many people alone, it wouldn't be that easy for a Demigod to kill him either.
Thinking of this, Yin Yang cracked his knuckles.
‘I wonder if I can snatch a win this time.’
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