Chapter 118: Chapter 110: Class Session

Her?

Shen Ye's drowsiness disappeared in an instant, and after pondering for a few moments, he chose to answer.

A breathtaking beauty immediately appeared on the card.

She was wearing a white dress, walking on a rough and treacherous mountain path.

The moonlight spilled on her long hair, casting a soft and beautiful outline on her cheeks and those ethereal eyes.

"Brother Shen Ye," the girl smiled.

"Song Qingyun?" Shen Ye asked.

"Yes," the girl said, looking ahead, "I already know about that matter, and I'm very sorry, it was not my intention at all."

"Oh?" Shen Ye replied.

"In any case, things are not as you think, and I don't fancy you," said Song Qingyun.

"But it seems that things are not quite as you say," Shen Ye said again.

At this time, Song Qingyun seemed to have climbed to the summit of a mountain.

A soft whispering came from beside her, as if her companions were quietly discussing something.

However, Song Qingyun did not care about these nor did she continue with Shen Ye's word.

She just looked out over the boundless Sea of Clouds, as if comprehending something.

After a short while.

She revealed a slight smile and casually remarked:

"I am at Jialan Miaoyu Peak, inquiring about the heavenly ways above, cultivating myself below, and never intended to get you into trouble."

"But this matter indeed requires an explanation."

"Let's do it the day after tomorrow then."

"The night after next, there's a joint welcome party for the three schools; we'll meet then."

"I will tell you the truth then."

"What do you think?"

"Why not tell me now?" Shen Ye asked.

"Right now, many things are without proof, would you believe if I told you?" Song Qingyun asked.

Indeed.

"Fine, then we'll meet the night after next," Shen Ye said.

"By the way, no matter what, I am truly grateful that you saved my life when we were kids, and I hope that, after the truth comes out, we can still become friends."

After saying this, Song Qingyun smiled lightly and ended the call.

——Truly carefree as hell.

A faint doubt arose in Shen Ye's mind.

Could it be that there's some other twist to this affair?

His mind was cluttered with thoughts, one moment he felt the other party being so open must mean there was a hidden story; another moment, he recalled the tens of thousands of corpses in that hotel; one after another, Clan Young Masters harassed and made things difficult during the exam, all these things kept surfacing in his mind.

Before long, he fell asleep.

Dawn broke.

Morning.

The sports field.

Everyone stood still in silence.

This morning they had to stand for two hours.

The first hour.

Standing rigidly.

The second hour.

Each person had to hold a Tomb-Suppressing Pillar while standing.

——The pillars were as tall as a person, engraved with ancient characters that were completely incomprehensible, emitting whispers from time to time.

"Hold the pillars tight!"

Officer Wu, with his hands behind his back, walked around and commanded loudly: "I've heard you've all been cursed when you arrived."

"These Tomb-Suppressing Pillars are best at suppressing curses, I've requisitioned them overnight."

"Treasure this opportunity——if you don't hold them tight and let the pillar fall, you'll have to stand again, and for double the time!"

Since he said this, no one dared to complain.

Everyone had witnessed the horror of the curse.

So, everyone held the pillars tight, standing silently on the sports field, waiting for time to pass.

Zhang Xiaoyi, with dark circles under his eyes, turned around and saw.

Shen Ye, well-fed and rested, was full of energy, holding the pillar and listening to the whispers coming from it.

"Hey, Shen Ye, why didn't you get up for the drill last night?" Zhang Xiaoyi asked quietly.

"Why should I have gotten up? Nobody called me," Shen Ye said in surprise.

He had been genuinely exhausted last night and fell asleep as soon as he hit the bed.

A night without dreams.

When he woke up in the morning, someone had brought him a food box.

After brushing his teeth, washing his face, and eating, and even soaking in a hot spring for a while, he followed a soldier out to the sports field.

Everything was normal; he hadn't heard anything about a drill last night.

Hearing this, Zhang Xiaoyi rolled his eyes violently.

Turns out the instructor didn't even bother to call him for the night drill!

How could that be fair?

Even those Scions of Noble Families were dragged out of bed, thrown onto the sports field, and ordered to run with the group.

Why could you sleep?

"Shen Ye, my Brother Ye—does your Chaotic Heaven Gate still take new members?" Guo Yunye asked from the side.

The surrounding students all pricked up their ears.

Shen Ye seriously thought about it.

If you want to partake in the assessment, you need the Human Figure.

The Human Figure could still be used, but it hadn't been maintained for a thousand years, creaking with every move.

I even cut it in half myself.

——There's no more assessment for this, right?

"I don't know for sure, probably not much hope left, but you can ask Yang Yingzhen later," Shen Ye said.

Everyone fell silent in disappointment, no longer speaking.

Shen Ye continued to embrace the pillar, listening to the voices inside it.

——This pillar is quite interesting. If you listen closely, you can hear the conversations of the craftsmen who built it.

You can even hear the sounds of two craftsmen fighting and cursing at each other.

After a while, the noise from the fight died down.

Then whispers between a male and a female craftsperson on a date began to emerge.

Officer Wu's voice rang out again:

"Starting today, everyone must suppress the curse every morning."

"In the afternoon, you all need to attend your respective vocational training sessions. If you cannot pass the assessment by the end of the intensive training——"

"Then, you will lose this profession and have to start over from the lowest-ranked position of Miner Soldier."

"Of course, that would be after the official start of the school year."

These words made everyone tense up.

The pressure of academic studies descended on each person once again.

Originally, this was something to be joyously dealt with after the summer vacation, when official high school life began.

But the events in Yunshan Port shattered all expectations.

"A Yi, how's the battle in Yunshan Port going?" Shen Ye asked.

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That figures.

He was from a normal family as well, the kind that didn't get such timely news.

"Xiao Mengyu," Shen Ye said in a lowered voice, "what exactly happened with the battle at Yunshan Port?"

"It just ended an hour ago."

Xiao Mengyu spoke with a barely perceptible tension in her voice: "I heard that the entity attached to Zhao Yibing is an Otherworldly Deity, which directly summoned a powerful 'Anomaly'."

"Then what happened? Did we win?" Shen Ye couldn't help but ask.

"Yes, all the nearby powehouses were called in. I heard that if we had not won... the entire world might have been mobilized."

Xiao Mengyu said.

Shen Ye breathed a long sigh of relief, but couldn't help feeling a wave of heart palpitations.

What if the entire world had mobilized and still failed to win?

He didn't dare think about it.

But——

He somehow felt that the thing possessing Zhao Yibing wouldn't be so easily killed off.

With that thought, Shen Ye bowed his head to look at his palm.

The crimson vertical stripes were still there.

Six stripes in total, appearing ordinary at a glance. But if you stared at them, you'd see strands of blood light emitting from the stripes.

The duel six days later was still on!

She wasn't dead!

Since the bet was still valid, then the Demon God, as well as its Skinner underling, should both be alive and well.

But what was she doing?

Why blow up Yunshan Port?

Suddenly, Shen Ye remembered something.

Back at the Maple Forest Hotel, he had broken The Skinner's Blood Demon Curse using Whispers of the Dark.

The Skinner needed dead bodies to demonstrate its full strength.

——Could it be that all the victims were killed by its master!

"Yunshan Port... Surely some people were saved, right? They should've been able to rescue some,"

Shen Ye asked.

Xiao Mengyu's eyes flickered, and she lowered her voice:

"According to Kunlun's decisions, the Human Martial Arts Group is responsible for rescuing people in Yunshan Port, the Zhilie Equipment Research Institute is in charge of evacuating personnel, Eternity Technology handles treatment; and the great clans are responsible for combat."

Shen Ye was taken aback.

"This arrangement seems to be a pitfall for those clans, did they not object?"

"Of course, there was objection, but Kunlun stated outright that this was trouble caused by several of the clans, they bore direct responsibility, and had to engage in the frontline battle."

"Kunlun seems unable to control the clans, right."

"Right, but the situation was urgent at that time. If any clan refused to accept the emergency military orders, subsequent condemnation from all parties would cause them greater losses, so they had no choice but to pinch their noses and enter the battlefield."

"What was the outcome?" Shen Ye asked.

"Many common people were rescued—at least half survived, but the fighting clans suffered heavy casualties. Finally, they managed to eradicate the Catastrophe," Xiao Mengyu said, with an inexplicable sense of satisfaction in her tone.

Shen Ye also let out a sigh of relief.

But things were not so simply resolved.

Shen Ye looked at Xiao Mengyu and realized she was looking back at him.

——The Skinner also had a feud with Xiao Mengyu.

He still had to warn her.

"I just remembered something,"

Shen Ye said softly.

"Me too, you go first," Xiao Mengyu said.

"That guy knows resurrection magic... The Skinner was revived by it."

Shen Ye probed.

Xiao Mengyu looked at him and nodded gently.

Both of them were somewhat uncertain.

Resurrection...

If the opponent knew resurrection, then this matter was far from over.