69: Chapter 69 Did you go to cultivate immortality yesterday?
Early the next morning. The mist over the old city district had not yet dissipated.
The Su family living room was already in chaos.
Su Jianguo had changed into an incredibly flashy black stand-collar jacket. His hair was slicked back with hair wax, every strand perfectly in place. That single drop of life essence had thoroughly returned him to his Peak, and the pent-up frustration from the entire day yesterday had transformed into boundless, unvented energy within his body.
He walked to the entryway and grabbed Su Qing by the collar.
"Let's go. School."
Su Qing clung tightly to the doorframe with both hands, her feet scraping against the wooden floor, creating a harsh, grating sound.
"Dad! My stomach hurts! Acute gastroenteritis! Call an ambulance quickly!"
Su Qing's face was deathly pale, and she was covered in cold sweat. She wasn't faking it; she was genuinely terrified.
If she were dragged to school today, the fact that she hadn't been fighting would be exposed immediately.
"Cut the act." Su Jianguo exerted force from his wrist, forcibly pulling Su Qing away from the doorframe.
"I must see your Homeroom Teacher today. I'm going to investigate properly and find out which blind brat dared to lay a hand on Su Jianguo's daughter at school."
Su Jianguo had to go. His daughter had been hit and had a huge bump; this was textbook school bullying.
Even if he couldn't get justice using his identity as Su Jianguo, don't forget, he was also an S-rank wanted criminal, Night Owl, now.
Su Qing was so anxious she was about to cry. "Brother! Help me say something!"
Su Yun sat at the dining table, holding a bowl of hot soy milk. He looked at Su Qing, who was struggling while dangling from Su Jianguo's hand, and took a bite of a fried dough stick. "Go. Dad is just worried about you. If we find out who hit you, let Dad get even for you."
Su Qing was grinding her back teeth so hard they were about to shatter.
Su Jianguo huffed coldly, tucked Su Qing under his arm, and strode out the door, heading downstairs. Su Qing's miserable protests echoed in the stairwell.
Su Yun finished the last bite of the fried dough stick and pulled out a tissue to wipe his hands.
The show was over. It was time to go to school.
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Linhai No. 2 High School. Class 1, Grade 3.
The morning study bell hadn't rung yet, and the classroom was noisy.
A few boys were huddled in the back row copying homework, while girls were gathered together discussing the special wanted notice broadcast on TV last night.
The front door was pushed open.
The originally noisy classroom seemed to have its air instantly sucked away by some invisible, high-dimensional Domain.
It was deathly silent; you could hear a pin drop.
Everyone's gaze was involuntarily drawn to the doorway, followed immediately by a synchronized earthquake of pupils and suddenly halted breathing.
Su Yun walked in unhurriedly, his school bag slung over one shoulder, wearing an incredibly baggy and ordinary school uniform.
However, the transformation that had occurred within him had completely shattered the boundaries of ordinary people's understanding of the word "stunning."
It was the restructuring of bones and muscles brought about by a leap in life form, the embodiment of overflowing divinity.
His facial contours were sharp and well-defined, his skin delicate and flawless, exuding a gentle yet distant coldness.
Even more captivating were his eyes, deep and indifferent, like two dark pools capable of absorbing all light and thoughts.
Even as he just casually strode toward his seat with his long legs, the aura of a top predator transcending all living beings that he exuded made everyone in the class afraid to even breathe loudly.
A full ten seconds passed before the classroom erupted in sounds of gasping, as if everyone had just been reborn after nearly suffocating.
"Clatter," "clatter"...
Countless ballpoint pens and water cups from the girls around him fell to the floor, but no one even bothered to pick them up.
They were all blushing, their hands clutching their wildly pounding chests, and even averting their gaze became an incredibly difficult luxury.
The math test paper Li Hao was half-done copying slipped directly onto his feet.
He rubbed his eyes hard, pinched his own thigh, sprang up from his chair, and scrambled over to Su Yun.
"Br... Brother Yun?!" Li Hao not only widened his eyes, but his voice was also floating and trembling. "Did you... go cultivate immortality yesterday? Or did you go to Korea to get a new head?!"
It was no wonder Li Hao was so shocked his scalp went numb.
The current Su Yun, even if wearing a burlap sack, exuded a transcendent aura that surpassed everyone else.
Su Yun shoved his school bag into the drawer. "I just slept well." His tone was flat, yet carried an unquestionable, superior composure.
Li Hao wanted to keep asking, but a cool, clear voice cut in from the side.
"Move aside."
The school beauty Chu Youwei stood in the aisle with her hands behind her back. Li Hao immediately and sensibly retreated to his seat.
Chu Youwei leaned in closer, her bright eyes staring unblinkingly at Su Yun's face, and a faint fragrance drifted from her hair into Su Yun's nostrils.
"Have you seen enough?" Su Yun leaned back, creating some distance.
Chu Youwei looked around, then suddenly leaned down and lowered her voice, her tone carrying a sly and certain "I've seen through you" vibe: "Confess honestly. Since the whole city was locked down and classes were suspended yesterday, did you hide at home and secretly go into seclusion for a Breakthrough?"
Su Yun paused, looking up at her: "Seclusion?"
"Don't pretend." Chu Youwei rested her hands on the edge of Su Yun's desk, her eyes sparkling. "I've looked up the information. When a Psionic Martial Artist undergoes a Breakthrough in their Realm, they experience marrow cleansing and bone restructuring; even their temperament undergoes a heaven-turning, earth-shattering change. Your current state is exactly like the hidden big shots written about in books! No wonder you've managed to make this baggy school uniform feel like top-tier haute couture."
Su Yun looked at the school beauty's confident appearance and sighed inwardly.
He had indeed achieved a Breakthrough, but unfortunately, he was no Psionic Martial Artist.
"If you think I had a Breakthrough," Su Yun casually pulled a physics book from his drawer and flipped it open nonchalantly, "then so be it. Actually, I just drank more hot water and had a good sleep yesterday."
"Heh, drinking hot water can make you look like this?" Chu Youwei clearly took this as Su Yun's cover-up. She sensibly stepped back half a pace and made a zipping motion across her lips. "Don't worry, Master Su, I will never expose your identity as a hidden big shot."
After making the gesture, Chu Youwei looked left and right, then leaned forward again, her voice dropping to a whisper: "But seriously, yesterday's lockdown wasn't as simple as what was broadcast on TV. I heard the top brass of the Investigation Bureau were so desperate they almost issued a nuclear fusion strike order directly. If they had really pressed that button, we'd only be classmates in heaven right now!"
Su Yun looked at her expressionlessly, a hint of strangeness flashing in his eyes.
A nuclear strike order? It really was almost pressed, and it was his older sister who pressed it.
"But fortunately," Chu Youwei patted her chest and let out a long sigh of relief, "Executive Jiang Xu was entrusted with a mission in the face of danger, turned the tide at the last moment, and forcibly slew that semi-king-level monster! I wonder if he was glowing with golden light when he attacked, like a god of war descending to earth?"
In Su Yun's mind, the miserable scene of Executive Jiang Xu being rubbed into the ground by the World-Swallowing Prison Wolf and forcibly transformed into a hybrid creature by his own tentacles instantly appeared.
He suppressed his laughter and agreed solemnly: "Hmm, maybe not so much like a god of war, but rather, a bit pathetic."
"You're such a buzzkill!" Chu Youwei rolled her eyes at him, then lowered her voice mysteriously again. "But I heard from internal gossip that there is actually an even more terrifying forbidden monster in the reservoir! They say that monster has a green face and fangs, is covered in green fur and pustules, looks incredibly disgusting and nauseating, and especially loves to eat people!"
The smile on the corner of Su Yun's mouth froze instantly.
Green face and fangs? Covered in green fur and pustules? To highlight Executive Jiang Xu's greatness, the authorities dared to spread rumors about him?!
"Just listen to gossip as gossip." Su Yun flipped a page of his book, annoyed. "Maybe it's not only not ugly, but its true form has an incredibly noble temperament."
Just then, the Homeroom Teacher walked onto the podium and slapped the blackboard heavily. "Everyone, quiet down. Today, we have a transfer student joining our class."
Before the words had even faded, a hair-raising, icy-cold aura seeped into the classroom through the door crack without any warning.
The originally sunny classroom's temperature seemed to instantly drop below freezing, and countless people shivered uncontrollably.
The classroom door was slowly pushed open.
A boy wearing a brand-new school uniform, his skin a sickly pale, walked onto the podium with extremely stiff, eerie steps.
He slowly turned his head, his pure black eyes, devoid of any whites, sweeping across the room like cold, dead water.
High Command's No. 0 Top Secret, the absolute bait possessing high-level Strange Tales rules, codenamed Lone Wolf!
And the moment Lone Wolf stepped onto the podium and released that deliberately unleashed high-level Strange Tales aura into the air, Su Yun, sitting in the back row, suddenly paused his slender fingers as he was flipping through his physics book.
"Hum!"
The blood in Su Yun's body boiled in an instant!
Countless invisible tentacles belonging to the Lord of Blind Idiot God, lurking deep within his Soul, let out an incredibly greedy, silent shriek!