36: Chapter 36 Taking Sides?

Two violent forces collided like two giant waves.

Those two drastically different, astonishing auras severed the rain, severed the sound of the wind, and severed everything within sight!

That space fell into a state of vacuum for a few seconds.

Shen Xingchen's expression was ferocious, acting as if he were going mad.

His fist had already been pierced by an illusory giant dagger, and blood was dripping down his arm.

He Yan on the opposite side wasn't having an easy time either; she spat out two more mouthfuls of fresh blood, her aura withering.

Shen Xingchen clearly sensed that she had reached the end of her tether, and her remaining strength could no longer pose a threat to him.

Just as he was thinking.

That illusory blood-red dagger slowly shattered, just like a broken piece of porcelain.

Shen Xingchen hardened his heart, erupting with power once more to completely destroy He Yan's offensive.

Then, with matchless power, he charged right in front of He Yan.

He Yan had long since been drained of her strength by the "blade of creation and annihilation", so how could she still have the energy to fight Shen Xingchen?

Shen Xingchen grabbed He Yan by the neck, lifting her body up.

His back was straight, his pupils burned with azure-gold flames, and his black hair was drenched by the rain, yet he showed no sign of dejection; instead, he was filled with murderous intent!

"You can't kill me!" He Yan's face was pale, her entire body completely collapsed.

To think she still couldn't kill him even like this—He Yan's heart was filled with endless regret, self-reproach, and terror!

This person holding her up with one hand seemed to genuinely have the intention of killing her.

Shen Xingchen asked mockingly, "Do you not blame me for heavily injuring Qi Yang now?"

He Yan: "Qi Yang was a ray of light that I managed to find with great difficulty, what right did you have to ruin him?"

Shen Xingchen laughed: "Look at what you're saying, I'm also my mom's good son!"

He Yan was drained of all color, but still said: "You and he originally had no grievances between you, why did you have to bully him? He was merely a bit arrogant, did he have to be trampled on by you like this?"

"Oh?" Shen Xingchen's gaze turned sharp, his palm exerting slight force, "Put that way, it's my fault?"

He Yan felt the power at her neck and said in terror, "You..."

"Hm?" Shen Xingchen increased his strength once more.

"Don't..." He Yan.

"Hmph!" Shen Xingchen lost interest, the power in his palm surging sharply.

He Yan completely broke down: "I... know I was wrong, you can't kill me..."

Shen Xingchen reined in his strength slightly, a playful smirk at the corners of his mouth: "Look at how scared you are, you don't take me for a bad person, do you?"

He Yan felt vitality returning once more, her eyes lighting up.

Sure enough, this fellow surnamed Shen would let her go after all.

After all, this society was still a society ruled by law, and Shen Xingchen was merely a law-abiding high school student.

She let out a heavy sigh of relief.

Right at this moment!

Shen Xingchen suddenly exerted his full strength, a slight grin pulling at the corner of his mouth: "Ha! I actually am!"

"Ugh... Ah..." He Yan's body hung suspended in mid-air, unable to breathe from her neck, convulsing in agony.

Her eye sockets bulged, her eyes began to lose focus, and her life force was rapidly fading away.

Bang—

I don't know when it happened, but a black figure darted to Shen Xingchen's side and thrust out a palm.

Shen Xingchen's body retreated backward.

However, the newcomer did not deal a ruthless blow, and Shen Xingchen steadied his body in just an instant.

"You brat, you strike way too heavily!" That black figure supported He Yan, speaking with a stern expression.

He Yan had already passed out due to prolonged suffocation.

"Biased refereeing?" Shen Xingchen said with cold eyes: "Are you from Wudao No. 1 High School or the He family?"

The black-robed figure frowned: "Aren't you afraid that I'll kill you right now?"

Shen Xingchen said calmly: "You say that as if you're capable of it!"

Just a moment ago, Shen Xingchen had sensed the auras of Principal Chen Lingjun of No. 3 High School and a group of teachers.

The battle between He Yan and Shen Xingchen had taken roughly five minutes.

The various factions that heard the commotion finally began to arrive one after another.

Principal Chen Lingjun rushed over furiously, pointing at that person's nose and cursing: "Director Li Junfeng, are everyone from Wudao No. 1 High School this unreasonable and overbearing?"

The black-robed figure removed the attached hood of the raincoat, revealing the face of a middle-aged man.

Shen Xingchen had seen this person at the Six Academies Grand Competition; he was the lead teacher for Wudao No. 1 High School.

Director Li Junfeng said unhurriedly: "Principal Chen Lingjun, what are you panicking for? If someone really loses their life today, it won't do either of our sides any good! Especially that student of yours."

Principal Chen Lingjun: "Bullshit, your academy's people made the first move! How is it that in Qiunan, only your people are allowed to kill others?"

Director Li Junfeng: "We've all witnessed the grievances between these two students; it was that fellow surnamed Shen who made the first move and heavily injured Qi Yang, which led to this assassination!"

Principal Chen Lingjun: "Clearly your student provoked them first, and when has that Qi Yang ever not used heavy hands against others?"

Director Li Junfeng knew he was in the wrong: "I didn't mean that. My point is, this assassination can't be blamed entirely on He Yan being impulsive, right? As long as Student Shen had held back his punches a bit back then, wouldn't this matter have blown over?"

Principal Chen Lingjun was furious: "Just impulsive? Taking a family divine weapon and sneaking in at midnight to assassinate someone—if our Student Shen hadn't been exceptionally strong, he probably would have lost his life right on the spot! You call that just impulse?"

Director Li Junfeng's expression stiffened as he glossed over it evasively: "Then... how about this, I'll apologize to you on her behalf."

Principal Chen Lingjun: "If apologies were useful, what would I bother practicing martial arts for? Don't even think about letting it rest just like that, you must compensate us!"

Director Li Junfeng went along with his words: "Fine, we'll compensate. As long as we have it, we'll satisfy it to the best of our ability!"

Principal Chen Lingjun's expression only then softened, and he turned to say to Shen Xingchen: "Little Shen, you come ask for the compensation!"

When all was said and done, the one who suffered a loss in this assassination was still Shen Xingchen, so naturally, the opportunity was handed over to him.

Shen Xingchen stroked his chin: "I want He Yan's life!"

"..." Principal Chen Lingjun.

Director Li Junfeng: "That's impossible! He Yan's life is of the highest priority to us!"

"Stingy fellow!" Shen Xingchen muttered derisively.

Thinking of what had just happened, the more Shen Xingchen thought about it, the angrier he got.

If he hadn't just finished learning the Divine Mobility Step, he might not even have held out until the teachers arrived!

How could it just end like this!

Director Li Junfeng had his defenses broken: "Is this fucking a matter of being stingy or not?"

What the hell stingy fellow—if he were to be generous, He Yan wouldn't even have her life left.

Shen Xingchen pointed at He Yan's arm: "Then I want the dagger in her hand!"

"No way!" Director Li Junfeng's face turned dark.

This student surnamed Shen sure knew how to ask; this was an important item of the He family, and it absolutely could not be given away.

Shen Xingchen spoke up again: "Then I want three drops of origin blood essence from a member of the Molting Heaven Ancient Snake imperial bloodline among the Demons!"

Earlier, while checking materials in the reading room and inquiring from various sources, he had learned the name of that Demonic imperial clan that had severely injured his father, and it was precisely this Molting Heaven Ancient Snake Clan.

It was said that the true form of this race had multiple heads; the more heads they had, the purer their bloodline and the stronger their strength.

"What the heck!?" Director Li Junfeng's head was about to explode.

The three most elite races among the Demons—the Molting Heaven Ancient Snake Clan, the Heavenly Winged Demon Dragon Clan, and the Sun-Moon God-Demon Clan.

You want blood of their imperial bloodline?

Wait, do you think this looks like something a high school director can pull off?

What difference does this make from asking me to go assassinate the Demon Emperor?

Just based on me?

Is it really me?

Shen Xingchen pressed further: "Can it be done?"

Although the things he asked for were indeed a bit excessive, what if it worked?

Wasn't Jiang Qingyao's fire ganoderma requested and obtained just like that?

Director Li Junfeng spat flying saliva: "What kind of joke are you playing! We don't have it!"

Shen Xingchen let out a cold snort: "You don't have this, and that won't work either—are you fucking lacking in sincerity?"