133: Chapter 133 The Silent Xia Ning

Ten-thirty at night.

Dragging their exhausted and suppressed bodies, the crowd returned to their respective classrooms...

Returning to that familiar classroom, they closed the door.

But everyone knew this was merely a breather before the next round of torture.

During the day, Qi Yun had quietly left a Space Imprint on that middle-aged man, Zhang Peng.

They only entered that state of being untargetable and invulnerable to conventional means when they were subjected to aggressive actions.

At this moment, he closed his eyes, sinking his entire mind into the perception of that Space Imprint.

Qi Yun had observed during the day that these teachers would take turns guarding a certain place.

That location likely hid some secret of these black-misted figures.

Qi Yun waited patiently.

"What is Qi Bao doing?" Chen Xiaolin asked Ye Xi beside her in a low voice.

"He must be thinking of a way," Ye Xi replied softly.

"Shh, don't disturb him."

Time passed minute by minute. The night grew deeper, and the wind wailed outside the window as if countless lost souls were whispering.

Finally, as midnight approached, Qi Yun sensed that the Space Imprint on Zhang Peng had stopped on the basement floor of the main teaching building, in a relatively enclosed area.

Now is the time!

The next second—

His figure silently vanished into the air of the classroom.

...

Less than thirty centimeters in front of Qi Yun was exactly Zhang Peng!

Qi Yun appeared behind him.

He was currently guarding the door next to Qi Yun.

Etherealization!

Qi Yun's body passed directly through that heavy iron door!

It was a space of complete darkness.

There were no light sources; those teachers clearly didn't intend for anyone to enter, skipping even the lighting.

Maintaining his Etherealization state, Qi Yun moved slowly through the darkness.

Then, Qi Yun took out a fire-element Origin Flying Dagger.

Light illuminated the room.

In the very center of the room, on a simple and ancient square stone platform, lay a key quietly.

Qi Yun frowned.

A key?

This is what they wanted to protect? A key?

Qi Yun's heart sank slightly.

Was there really no way to deal with the 'Rule Protection' of those black-misted figures?

Holding the key, he looked around the dark and deathly silent room once more. After confirming there were no other discoveries, he stayed no longer.

With a thought, Qi Yun's figure flashed back into the classroom.

...

"Qi Yun!"

"Qi Bao!"

When Qi Yun's figure reappeared by the classroom window, the crowd that had been waiting anxiously immediately surrounded him, their faces filled with anticipation and worry.

"How was it? Did you find a way?" Chen Xiaolin asked urgently.

"Can we beat them up tomorrow?"

Shu Qianxue looked at him expectantly.

On the island, from having nothing to building a relatively safe base, Qi Yun had led them all the way to the present. He had always been the one to create 'miracles' and bring hope.

They had long grown accustomed to relying on him, believing he could always find a way.

Looking at the faces full of trust and hope before him, Qi Yun felt a surge of pressure in his heart.

He was the leader of the 01 Tribe and their backbone.

If even he showed signs of giving up, the morale of the entire Tribe would completely collapse.

A calm and confident smile, his usual one, appeared on Qi Yun's face.

"There's progress. Soon, we'll be able to solve the restrictions of those black-misted people."

Qi Yun could only brush them off with vague words.

"Really? That's great!"

"Long live Qi Bao!"

"I knew Qi Yun would have a way!"

The girls immediately cheered, their faces regaining their luster.

However, while everyone was excitedly discussing, a quiet figure silently walked up to Qi Yun's side.

It was Xia Ning.

She was a classmate in Qi Yun's class. Her looks and figure were of Campus Belle level, but no one had ever pursued her.

Because she rarely spoke, and even in class, her presence was pitifully low.

The only one who could be called her friend seemed to be the social butterfly, Chen Xiaolin.

Since arriving here, she had been quietly following the group, not competing for anything, just silently doing her own thing.

At this moment, Xia Ning walked up to Qi Yun and raised those eyes, clear as autumn water, looking at him quietly.

Then, under Qi Yun's slightly surprised gaze, she reached out her slender arms and gently looped them around his neck, pulling his head into her warm and soft embrace.

A faint, pleasant scent instantly enveloped Qi Yun.

This was the first time Xia Ning had taken the initiative to approach him and perform such an intimate gesture.

Qi Yun's body stiffened slightly, then relaxed.

Then, he heard an extremely gentle voice, like wind chimes, whispering low in his ear:

"Mm-hmm, good boy."

"You've already worked very hard."

Those few simple words instantly broke through the defensive line Qi Yun was forcing himself to maintain.

It made the bridge of his nose feel a bit sour.

Xia Ning had seen through his forced facade.

...

The next morning, five-thirty.

"Beep beep beep—!!!"

The classroom door was kicked open violently.

Zhang Peng's figure, wrapped in black mist and radiating malice, blocked the doorway again.

"Everyone get the hell up!!"

"Now! Immediately! Right now! Get out! Morning run!!!"

The black mist churned, and an invisible sense of oppression permeated the air once more.

However, a calm and cold female voice rang out clearly in the oppressive atmosphere:

"We aren't going."

The voice wasn't loud, but it instantly drew everyone's gaze.

The one speaking was Bai Yu.

Everyone looked at her in shock, including Qi Yun.

They hadn't found a way to break the black mist protection yet; going head-to-head would only result in injury!

Zhang Peng was also stunned, seemingly not expecting that after suffering such a big loss yesterday, someone would actually dare to defy him in public today.

Immediately, a surge of provoked rage rushed to his heart, and he let out a spine-chilling, savage laugh:

"Barking like a dog, you need a beating!!"

Before he finished speaking, he suddenly raised his right hand, which was wrapped in thick black mist, and swung it hard toward Bai Yu's face from across the air!

"Bai Yu, watch out!"

Qi Yun was startled; he could never sit by and watch a companion get hurt in front of him!

Even though he knew he might not be able to defend, he had to try!

Qi Yun's figure flashed, instantly shielding Bai Yu.

However, the expected attack did not arrive.

The savage grin on his face instantly froze, turning into extreme bewilderment.

His whole person was pressed face-down onto the concrete floor in an extremely pathetic posture!

"Impossible, how can someone resist the Power of Rules?"

His voice was filled with unbelievable terror.

This sudden turn of events left everyone stunned!

Qi Yun stood before Bai Yu, looking at Zhang Peng, who was pinned to the ground like a dead dog.

Without waiting for Qi Yun to ask, Bai Yu explained calmly:

"Law Weaver, passive skill. Has a probability of ignoring a certain law."

"But this passive needs time to analyze the target's law composition. It was just completed today."

Qi Yun suddenly understood; he had forgotten that the passive of Bai Yu's Unique Class was to ignore a law.

Because it was an abstract conceptual skill and Bai Yu had never used it before, everyone had forgotten about it.

"That's great!!"

"Bai Yu is awesome!!"

"Kill this bastard!!"

"Avenge Xiao Xue!!"

The anger and humiliation suppressed for an entire day erupted instantly!

The gazes of Chen Xiaolin, Ye Xi, Xia Jin, and the others toward Zhang Peng were like they were looking at a dead man.