CHAPTER 67: CHAPTER 67: SHE’S GOING HOME WITH YOU?

The villa’s door opened, and Ye Qingzhou stepped out into the golden sunlight, his entire being radiant, his demeanor even more transcendent than before.

Xu Yuebing stepped forward with a smile and asked, "How do you feel?"

"It’s wonderful."

Ye Qingzhou clenched his fist, the joints cracking sharply like the clang of swords.

At this moment, his bones were entirely covered with a layer of Divine Gold. With a mere thought, he could resonate with the Sword Qi, transforming into an indestructible invisible shield.

He looked at Xu Yuebing, a smile curling his lips, "Haven’t you always wanted to strike me with a sword? Now you can do it. I promise I won’t move and let you hit me."

"Are you crazy!"

"If you don’t do it now, you might never get the chance again."

"Hmph! This is at your own request!"

Xu Yuebing, annoyed, drew her sword and struck at Ye Qingzhou’s left arm, but withheld a third of her strength in the end.

With a "clang," her Floating Snow Sword was deflected by an invisible shield, failing to harm Ye Qingzhou at all.

"How is this possible?"

Xu Yuebing showed an expression of disbelief.

Xu Yunxi was also taken aback: "Protective True Qi? But no, you haven’t even reached the Professional Level, your Inner Breath hasn’t turned into True Qi, how did you achieve it?"

Ye Qingzhou looked puzzled, "By resonating Sword Qi with Rattling Iron Bones, and then letting the Sword Qi circulate throughout the body. Isn’t it easy with just a little effort?"

Xu Yunxi was at a loss whether to laugh or cry: "It’s not as easy as you say! To freely trigger Sword Qi requires at least the Great Success Realm of Wind Force, let alone using Iron Bones for resonance. Remember, the human body has 206 bones, differing in size and length with uneven surfaces, how can it compare to the ease of maneuvering a long sword?"

Ye Qingzhou pondered, "Well, I guess I’m a rare genius among geniuses."

"You! Praised and you’re all puffed up!"

Xu Yuebing was quite angered by this. Though she was also considered a genius by others, she repeatedly suffered blows to her confidence from Ye Qingzhou.

Ye Qingzhou invited the three into the house and personally served them tea with great care, "Thank you for protecting me these past few days."

For the last three days, Xu Yuebing, Xu Yunxi, and Uncle Yuan had stayed up almost round the clock guarding the house, occupying vantage points to prevent any unexpected incidents.

Such dedication was something Ye Qingzhou naturally kept in his heart as a deep bond of friendship.

Back at school, Ye Qingzhou went to see his homeroom teacher Zhu Hanwen to end his leave of absence.

Zhu Hanwen told him some news: "Hee Wenjie has transferred schools, and the Hee family is in trouble. How about ending your conflict with Teacher Sha?"

Ye Qingzhou looked innocent, then sighed, "Old Teacher, it seems you have a deep misunderstanding about me. Am I the kind of person who would seek vengeance, hold grudges, and want to use a sword to chop off Teacher Sha’s head over a trivial matter?"

Zhu Hanwen’s eyelid twitched, as that was exactly what he thought: "I hope you’re not."

"Don’t worry, Old Teacher. I’m destined to be the future leader of the Dongji Kingdom’s Martial Arts world. Who knows, the Martial Arts Association President might invite me one day. How could I possibly get involved with illegal activities?"

Ye Qingzhou spoke with sincerity.

Zhu Hanwen didn’t know what to say, finally looking up and closing his eyes: "Let’s hope so."

Leaving the office, Ye Qingzhou walked into the classroom of Class 2 (7), taking his seat he had been away from for three days.

Seeing Ye Qingzhou looking gaunt as if withered, Huang Liwen was startled: "Whoa, Old Ye, did Beauty Xu suck you dry? It’s only been three days, even a tigress isn’t this relentless."

Ye Qingzhou rolled his eyes at this idiot, placing his sword bag down.

Huang Liwen sidled up again, noticing Ye Qingzhou now had three swords, becoming curious, "What, planning to wield three swords? More swords mean more power?"

"These swords are expensive. What if I lose them by not carrying them with me, will you pay?"

Hardly had Ye Qingzhou sat down when Huang Liwen began discussing recent classroom events with him, trivial matters like who paired up with whom, and who broke up with who.

"Oh, and there’s one more thing."

Huang Liwen whispered, "Your ex-love visited our class several times, all looking for you."

"Ex-love? Who?"

"Come on, it’s been a few days, and you’ve got a new love, forgetting the old one?"

Huang Liwen gave Ye Qingzhou a disdainful look, "Yun Shanshan, Yun Shanshan."

"Oh, it’s her?"

Ye Qingzhou then showed a suddenly enlightened expression; had Huang Liwen not mentioned it, he might have forgotten about her.

"What, has she collected enough money?"

"Whoa, Old Ye, are you even human? She’s thinking about you, and you’re thinking about her money?"

"What else?"

Ye Qingzhou didn’t see anything wrong with it.

He taught Martial Arts based on his skills, earning his living honestly.

Speaking of it, Yun Shanshan appeared at the classroom door during their conversation.

She had intentionally worn a simple white dress today, revealing her fair arms and legs, with her long hair down, smiling sweetly like a flower girls would envy.

"Excuse me, is Ye Qingzhou here?"

"Yes, he’s here!"

"Ye Qingzhou, someone’s looking for you!"

The boys in the class, unable to resist Yun Shanshan’s pure and sweet smile, quickly led the way for her.

Ye Qingzhou sighed and exited the classroom, walking with Yun Shanshan to a corner of the corridor, where he asked coldly, "Did you bring the money?"

Seeing Ye Qingzhou’s indifferent attitude, Yun Shanshan felt more pain and resentment inside.

The current Ye Qingzhou was no longer the Ye Qingzhou of the past.

The Cyan Wave Sword Fighting Competition champion, a martial arts prodigy known all over Linjiang, the description "scorching hot" wasn’t too much at all, and rumors about him and Xu Yuebing as a golden couple were rampant at school now.

Clearly, I was here first!

What right does Xu Yuebing have!

The saying goes, "No pain, no gain." After learning Xu Yuebing was "buying lessons" from Ye Qingzhou, Yun Shanshan made up her mind, even persuading her parents to finance her path to becoming a Martial Artist.

"I’ve prepared the money, a hundred thousand, right?"

"A hundred thousand? I’m a sword fighting champion now, how could it be the same as before? The price starts at three hundred thousand."

"What!?"

"If not, forget it."

"No, I’ll pay!"

Yun Shanshan gritted her teeth; although her heart was bleeding, she couldn’t back down now.

If she could win over Ye Qingzhou, how could she not earn it back in the future?

Ye Qingzhou worked for the money, without mixing personal feelings, nodding to Yun Shanshan, "Alright then, after school, follow me home."

Back in the classroom, before Ye Qingzhou could sit down, Huang Liwen sidled up again, looking mischievous: "What did Yun Shanshan want from you?"

"To give me money."

"Whoa, why?"

"She’s coming home with me after school for some special training."

"She’s going home with you for what?"

"...Brother Wen, you really know how to twist words."