Chapter 4

In the deep autumn, fallen leaves fluttered about, and the sky was tinged with a silent sorrow.

A blue Bentley slowly drove through the gates of Tianzhen Academy, entering the winding mountain road.

Tianzhen Academy was the oldest aristocratic school in China.

The car was traveling at 140 kilometers per hour on the mountain road. Hero, sitting in the back seat, was half-focused on the cultivation technique in the incomplete secret manual: the Foundation Building Breathing Method.

The other half of his mind was shyly boasting about last night's exploits with Li Ming, who was also in the back seat.

When Li Ming asked about the details, Hero's face turned red from his inner breath, and he stammered, "It was gone as soon as it touched, a really long second."

Li Ming's hand trembled, almost causing the car to crash into a tree by the roadside.

He still didn't know that the blonde female assassin had been dealt with by the old turtle. He was only going crazy over one thing: the hidden cameras he had the girls install had recorded a video of him battling another girl for thirty seconds, from start to finish, with precise angles and force.

This was really bizarre; the hidden cameras were placed more professionally than a professional photographer.

How could he know that this was the old turtle's masterpiece?

Hero had found the old turtle in the place where the withered bones had transformed. It was an old mountain turtle.

Originally, there were five Foundation Building Breath Pills, but the old mountain turtle had swallowed one and cultivated into a turtle spirit in the cave.

The old turtle was a lazy but loyal creature. After developing demonic intelligence, it had remained by the withered bones, practicing cultivation. Hero had already mastered the technique, but the old turtle had already understood several layers of it. It refined spiritual pills for Hero to consume, while Hero used the failed pills to test on the old turtle and its descendants.

Hero was saved by the old turtle, who fed him a Foundation Building Breath Pill. When the two met, they naturally hit it off and had a great conversation, and Hero eventually took the old turtle out of the mountain.

After being brought to the outside world, the old turtle became Hero's half-teacher and super laborer.

Hero pretended not to notice Li Ming's reaction. He was now in the role of the weak Huo Hero, and a weak person had to act weak. As for how to infiltrate the Huo family, he would have to play it by ear.

The other half of Hero's mind continued to practice the Immortal Path Foundation Building Breathing Method, continuously breathing and adjusting.

His mind followed the breathing method, becoming more peaceful, and his rough aura gradually became more lively.

Calm when collected, wild when released, laughing and scolding from the heart, all forms from the self.

Li Ming, inside the car, felt a strange sensation, as if there was something about this weakling that made him uneasy. He glanced at Hero again, still the same weakling, and assumed it was just a delusion from last night's wild activities.

The Bentley slithered through the mountain road of Tianzhen Academy.

When the inner breath had completed the tenth small cycle, the car entered the campus, and Hero stopped his practice. The inner breath cultivated through the ten small cycles settled in the dantian, gradually being absorbed by a thread of pure yang energy.

Once this thread of pure yang energy grew strong enough to transform into qi, forming a mouthful of pure yang true qi, he would officially enter the second realm of cultivation: Qi Fusion and Body Refinement.

Hero lit a cigarette made from spiritual grass, inhaling it all at once. He felt the intense, lung-piercing spiritual smoke rolling inside him, and every pore expanded, forcing out a thin layer of dirt, which then evaporated into the air.

A cigarette after the deed, happiness surpasses that of a deity.

After the car entered the underground parking lot of the academy, Hero followed Li Ming out, a bit shyly.

Li Ming didn't realize that he was being followed by a ferocious bear in human skin and a gluttonous old turtle that ate anything.

Class 5-1 was on the second floor of a teaching building on the west side of the Tianzhen campus. A boy who looked very honest followed Li Ming into Class 5-1.

As soon as Hero and Li Ming entered the classroom, they were met with several unfriendly gazes. After searching through the memories related to these people from Huo Hero's living face mask, he couldn't help but sneer inwardly: they were children of nouveau riche families.

These unfriendly classmates often seized on the pain of the unfortunate bastard to torment him.

One of them, thin like a bamboo stick, mocked, "Hehe, that weakling spent two hours shyly shaking in the pool at the Emperor's Palace last night, and in the end, the soft egg exploded, playing ten flights. I wonder how our little soft egg managed to withstand such a fierce attack without turning into a scrambled egg."

This guy was Lei Wei, one of those Li Ming had invited to the Emperor's Nightclub last night.

After Lei Wei said this, the others twisted and smeared the truth, then incited the class: "Classmates, let's applaud for our class hero. It was his birthday last night, and his coming-of-age ceremony. Let's cheer for the little toothpick's successful deflowering."

Encouraged by this, many of the boys started to heckle, some shouting, "Take it off and let us check, see if that little toothpick has shrunk."

Others chimed in, "His little toothpick could only be left as a needle after being vibrated by those fierce blonde cats from abroad."

The girls in the class, hearing the boys' heckling, looked down on Hero even more. They had gossiped about this weakling's background and felt disgusted by his lack of self-respect and self-reliance. They couldn't believe he had gone to such a place with those boys last night, thinking he was not only a weakling but also a dog-like creature.

None of the students in Class 5-1 knew that the person standing before them was no longer the weak Huo Hero but a powerful, bear-like human.

Faced with these shameless taunts, Hero wanted to burst out and beat these little brats into balloons, but for the sake of the mission, he obediently put on a pained expression and looked at Li Ming, hoping Li Ming would save the situation.

Li Ming looked helpless, shrugged, and walked straight back to his seat.

Seeing Hero's lack of self-respect and his plea for help from Li Ming, many of the classmates who had been neutral towards Hero felt that he was beyond saving and shook their heads. They wouldn't help this weakling, a product of alcohol.

Looking at Li Ming's back, a fierce glint flashed in Hero's honest, timid eyes, and he sneered inwardly: "What a good brother to that weakling! Just wait and see how I deal with you."

Huo Hero was originally a weakling with little courage or charisma. He had only considered Li Ming a friend because Li Ming had stood up for him a few times.

The incident at the Emperor's Nightclub was actually a death trap. It was normal for such a weak body to die under the hands of three strong blonde female assassins. He was just a vent for the man's alcohol, and no one would pity him.