Chapter 9

On the Enlightenment Platform, all was silent.

Tang Guanyu, lying on the ground, was utterly shocked, his eyes filled with disbelief.

Is this possible?

The pinnacle-perfect Heavenly Water Spear Technique, and a waste of a man who was only at the Afterbirth Realm three days ago, actually cultivated it to the realm of perfection.

This was something he simply could not accept. What about his own spear talent?

Even worse than a waste?

Not only him, but the many Heaven Rank disciples were also stunned, finding it too incredible.

Beside the Canglan Academy’s principal, the elders were speechless.

Tang Guanyu was overwhelmed with shame. He never dreamed that after all his纠缠 (entanglements), it would still end this way.

The Thirteen Heavenly Water Spears, each time Si Xueyi used one, it felt like a slap in his face.

He had never been so humiliated. His face turned pale, his thoughts completely muddled, and in a fit of anger, he fainted.

"His mental fortitude isn't very good!"

Si Xueyi laughed, put away his spear, and walked over to Feng Yueyu and Duanmu Xi.

Si Xueyi smiled and waited for them to speak.

Feng Yueyu's exquisite face was full of shock. After the shock, a flash of anger appeared in her eyes. After a long time, she stared at Lin Yun and said, "You really kept it from me!"

This scoundrel, does he know how long she has been worried about him?

Si Xueyi laughed heartily and said, "I didn't keep it from you. I told you I was in hibernation."

Feng Yueyu didn't believe him at all and said irritably, "You're just pretending."

Si Xueyi blinked and said with a smile, "Without the secret manual you gave me, I couldn't pretend."

"Hmph, what about me? Senior Brother, you can't be biased."

Duanmu Xi pouted and said unhappily.

Si Xueyi laughed and said, "Right, and you too. Without your white clothes, I wouldn't look this handsome."

"Hehe!"

Duanmu Xi's eyes narrowed into crescent moons, and she smiled cutely.

Feng Yueyu said, "You won."

"Winning or losing isn't important," Si Xueyi said casually.

"The bet is more important!" Duanmu Xi chimed in, fanning the flames.

Feng Yueyu glared at her and said, "Since you care so much, you can fulfill the bet."

"Still you. I always keep my word."

Si Xueyi smiled gently and, in front of everyone, leaned in to kiss Feng Yueyu.

He was fast, and Feng Yueyu was taken aback. Before she could react, Si Xueyi had kissed her.

Her face turned red with embarrassment and anger. Instinctively, she wanted to push him away and slash him with her sword.

But a thought flashed through her mind, and for some reason, she didn't do it.

When she came to her senses, Si Xueyi had already pulled back, his handsome face smiling at her.

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Snap!

The Enlightenment Platform was filled with the sound of broken hearts, and countless people were dumbfounded.

Si Xueyi really kissed her. This was too outrageous.

Everyone knew Si Xueyi was bold and arrogant, but no one thought he would dare to kiss Feng Yueyu in front of everyone.

After all, Feng Yueyu was not only stunningly beautiful, a goddess to many Canglan Academy disciples, but also known for her explosive temper. Anyone who dared to speak disrespectfully to her met a terrible end.

But now, she had been kissed by Si Xueyi. This was even more shocking than his Heavenly Water Spear Technique.

"Lawless, this is!"

"Si Xueyi, you've done too much!"

Someone clenched their fists and gritted their teeth.

Feng Yueyu's expression returned to normal, but there was a hint of anger in her eyes. "Even if you won, I didn't say it had to be now."

Si Xueyi smiled and said, "The Xuanlong Tower is a matter of life and death. If I don't come back, it would be a waste. Now is more appropriate."

But his eyes shone with confidence, and his smile was so self-assured that it didn't seem like he wouldn't come back.

"You can withdraw halfway," Feng Yueyu reminded him.

Si Xueyi blinked and said with a smile, "For someone like me, not reaching the top of the tower would be a disgrace. Withdraw? No way."

Feng Yueyu was instantly annoyed. How could he be so stubborn?

This was a matter of life and death, yet he treated it like a game.

She said sternly, "Si Xueyi, do you have to talk big?"

Si Xueyi smiled and said, "Feng Yueyu, I never lie, especially to you. I never say anything false. I told you..."

He paused, looked up at Feng Yueyu, and the wind blew a few strands of his hair, revealing his gentle and handsome face.

"My life is destined to be above the heavens, looking down on all the people below!"

Si Xueyi said each word clearly, then turned and walked toward the Lingxiao Pavilion Master, his posture straight and confident like a spear.

As he walked, a sharp aura emanated from him, forcing people to make way for him.

When he was about ten feet away from the principal, Si Xueyi stopped.

"Canglan Academy, Outer Rank disciple Si Xueyi, requests the principal to fulfill the agreement from three years ago. I, Si Xueyi, want to climb the Xuanlong Tower!"

He was completely unhidden, staring directly at Feng Haoyu.

Facing the strongest person in the Cangxuan Mansion, he showed no fear, his eyes burning with determination.

Silence fell again.

Many eyes were on Si Xueyi. When the news came out three days ago, no one expected this scene.

It seemed like a joke at the time.

Who could have thought that in just three days, Si Xueyi would give everyone a lesson.

First, he defeated Gu Yuxin, then the four Inner Rank disciples, and the Inner Gate's top disciple fell to him.

Finally, even Tang Guanyu, the strongest prodigy of the Lingxiao Spear Pavilion in the past two years, was defeated by him.

Everything seemed so unreal, like a dream.

Principal Feng Haoyu didn't speak. The elders behind him looked serious, observing him, and then whispered among themselves.

"This guy, when he's serious, he really looks like a genius."

"Top-grade soul power, once he's serious, he soars to the sky."

"The principal didn't make a mistake back then."

"He has the right to challenge the Xuanlong Tower. The Lingxiao Twin Stars are finally back."

...

Feng Yueyu's eyes were fixed on Si Xueyi. She whispered to herself, repeating Si Xueyi's words.

"I never lie, especially to you, not a single false word."

Recalling what he said three days ago, memories flooded back.

"I am in hibernation."

"In ancient times, there was a divine bird that didn't fly for three years and didn't sing for three years. When it sings, it startles the world. When it flies, it soars to the sky."

"How high is your talent?"

"Who knows? But it's above the heavens, looking down on all."

"Three days later, I will challenge the Xuanlong Tower and break the Canglan Academy's 900-year record."

Si Xueyi's smile and voice seemed so close, so clear.

"Did I misunderstand him?"

Feng Yueyu murmured, feeling a bit regretful. If she had misunderstood him, it would be unfair to Si Xueyi.

I was so harsh, but Si Xueyi kept smiling, not showing any anger.

No...

Just as Feng Yueyu was about to say something to Si Xueyi, Duanmu Xi suddenly said, "Senior Sister, Senior Brother Mei Zihua is here."

Feng Yueyu's expression changed, and she quickly looked over.

He stood outside the Enlightenment Platform, under a towering ancient tree, his demeanor calm and composed.

His face was as smooth as jade, gentle and refined, and all the beauty of the world seemed to be written on it.

If anyone in Canglan Academy could match Si Xueyi's appearance, it was Mei Zihua.

He was as beautiful as a painting, not as striking as Si Xueyi, but his beauty was more subtle and elegant.

Standing there, he was like a beautiful, timeless painting.

The man in the painting, with a face like a crown of jade, was graceful and charming.

On the Enlightenment Platform, Si Xueyi lost his patience and said with a smile, "Old man, have you seen enough? A principal shouldn't be so petty."

"Ridiculous!"

The elders behind Feng Haoyu immediately changed their expressions.

They, who had been calm a moment ago, were now furious.

"Si Xueyi, mind your manners. How do you speak to the principal?"

"This is disrespectful!"

The academy's rules were strict. No matter how talented, he had no right to be so disrespectful to the principal.

The Flame Saint Beast also bared its fangs, glaring fiercely at Si Xueyi.

In the distance, Duanmu Xi's eyes sparkled, and she said with a smile, "Hehe, this is the real Senior Brother Xueyi. He was so serious just now, I thought he had changed."

As everyone wondered if the principal would cancel his qualification in anger,

Feng Haoyu spoke, "I'm just curious, how did you cultivate the Dragon Tiger Fist? It seems different from the one we have in the academy."

Si Xueyi didn't care and said with a smile, "The academy's version is incomplete. This is a family technique, naturally different."

This statement caused a huge stir.

A complete Dragon Tiger Fist, no wonder it was so powerful. But the original Dragon Tiger Fist had been lost for hundreds of years.

"Your father is...?" an elder asked excitedly.

"My father..."

Si Xueyi's face showed a look of reminiscence. In his mind, he saw a young man, carefree and smiling.

The young man seemed carefree, but his confidence and sharpness were infectious.

Even when he was falsely accused, even when the kingdom he protected betrayed him, he faced death calmly without harming anyone.

Nine hundred years...

Si Xueyi's heart felt a pang of sadness. He smiled and said, "A dead man. Elders, there's no need to worry. If you want the original Dragon Tiger Fist, I can copy it for you."

"Great, great!"

The elders first sighed, then, upon hearing that he could copy the original, they were overjoyed, their faces beaming with excitement.

Si Xueyi's eyes narrowed, and he said with a smile, "So, you're all happy that my father is dead. 'Great, great!'"

The elders were speechless, their faces turning red and green, feeling extremely uncomfortable. When Si Xueyi smiled mischievously, they realized they had been tricked.

They were so angry, this kid was too much!

Puff!

Even Feng Yueyu couldn't help but smile, a rare smile appearing on her cold face.

"Enough, go up the tower."

In the end, the Canglan Academy's principal put an end to the farce, or it would have been hard to resolve.