Chapter 66: The Storm

After transmitting his voice, Qin Changsheng breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that Little White was not following him. His identity was sensitive at the moment, and Little White was no longer what she used to be. If others were to find out about the connection between them again, it would stir up another endless web of entangling karma.

Therefore, this was not the right time to acknowledge each other.

"Okay."

Although the woman in white was thrilled, she knew the severity of the situation and did not fly over directly. Instead, she sent a voice transmission back, watching the flying boat gradually disappear into the horizon.

"He has returned."

Little White murmured softly, "The Academy, I must go to the Academy to find my master!"

On the other side, aboard the flying boat.

Qin Changsheng stood at the bow, feeling the breeze, and was in quite a good mood.

He had not expected such a pleasant surprise from this trip to the Eastern Wasteland. Little White successfully taking human form would be a great asset to him.

Although he now possessed the Holy Fire and the Yin-Yang Secret Realm, his cultivation level was, after all, still a bit too low. Facing some of the ancient monsters would still be very strenuous, and coupled with the fact that he still needed to search for Bai Yi, it was conceivable that he had no certainty in many matters.

When he first met Little White, she was merely an injured little fox, but now she had transformed into a plump, voluptuous enchantress. It seemed that over the past hundred and fifty years, her opportunities had been quite good.

"It seems Little White has her own secrets as well."

Qin Changsheng sighed softly with a hint of emotion.

However, he was not worried that Little White would betray him. Putting aside the soul contract between them, the very fact that Little White could grow so rapidly was likely related to the resources he had left behind for her back then.

It was just that the cute little fox had suddenly turned into a sexy, voluptuous beauty, and he still found it somewhat difficult to adapt.

...

The flying boat sailed through the sky for a long time, finally returning to the Academy shortly before dawn the next day.

Many disciples impatiently disembarked from the flying boat and hurried toward their respective dwelling caves. Although this trip to the Eastern Wasteland Secret Realm yielded abundant rewards, it was also a narrow escape with nine deaths for every life, so many planned to return first to rest and recuperate for a period of time.

Qin Changsheng also intended to go back and get some good rest.

Just at that moment, however, an unharmonious voice called out to him.

"Book Freak, stop right there."

Guo Tao, accompanied by two others, blocked Qin Changsheng's path, looking at him with gloomy eyes.

Qin Changsheng frowned, looking at Guo Tao with a trace of displeasure: "Is something the matter?"

"Qin Changsheng, you acquired quite a few resources in the Eastern Wasteland Secret Realm this time, didn't you? After all, we went as a team. Now that there are three of us, we all deserve a share. Hand over all the resources you obtained."

Guo Tao looked at Qin Changsheng with greed. He had left the Eastern Wasteland Secret Realm prematurely, and although he managed to re-enter later, the best opportunities had already been seized by others. Compared to what Qin Changsheng had reaped, his gains were definitely inferior, especially since Qin Changsheng had defeated the Sword Freak and might even have some connection with the Saintess Su菲.

Under such circumstances, the resources in Qin Changsheng's hands were likely substantial.

If he could plunder all of Qin Changsheng's resources, he would undoubtedly be able to advance even further.

Such was Guo Tao's thought process.

Hearing Guo Tao's words, Qin Changsheng was driven to laugh out of sheer anger. "Guo Tao, are you out of your mind? I obtained these things through my own abilities; why on earth should I give them to you?"

"Hmph, Book Freak, don't toast to declining wine only to be forced to drink forfeit. I advise you to be honest and hand over the resources you obtained, or don't blame me for being impolite."

Guo Tao stared at Qin Changsheng with cold eyes, issuing a threat.

Zhao Tiezhu and Sun Xiaoya, standing to the side, seemed to have already discussed the matter with Guo Tao, as they both surrounded Qin Changsheng.

"We were teammates, and we ought to split the gains equally." Both Zhao Tiezhu and Sun Xiaoya expressed their stance.

"You three idiots ran away ahead of time—what does that have to do with me? Now you come looking to share my resources?"

Qin Changsheng was amused to the point of anger. He had never seen such shameless people before, and instantly losing any desire to exchange idle words with Guo Tao, he turned around and began to walk away.

Seeing that Qin Changsheng actually dared to ignore him, Guo Tao flew into a rage. "Book Freak, you are courting death."

With that, he hurled a fist toward Qin Changsheng.

The cultivation of the mid-Nascent Soul stage erupted, and a terrifying force surged toward Qin Changsheng.

Without even looking back, Qin Changsheng reversed his hand and lashed out with a slap.

"Bang!"

Guo Tao's fist was directly intercepted by Qin Changsheng, who then swung fiercely and hurled him flying away.

"Ah!"

Guo Tao let out a miserable scream, crashing heavily onto the ground as a mouthful of fresh blood spewed from his mouth.

He stared at Qin Changsheng in shock, unable to believe that Qin Changsheng was this powerful.

"You—how could you possibly be this strong?"

Guo Tao looked at Qin Changsheng in terror. He knew he was no match for Qin Changsheng, but if Qin Changsheng had only been slightly stronger than him, he could have relied on having more people on his side to subdue Qin Changsheng.

Now, however, it was evident that Qin Changsheng was vastly superior to him by more than just a little margin.

Under such circumstances, having more people offered him no chance of victory whatsoever.

"Three strikes are the limit. Do not push your luck, or it won't just be a simple lesson next time."

Qin Changsheng cast a cold glance at Guo Tao, then looked at the startled Zhao Tiezhu and Sun Xiaoya before turning to leave.

Both of them felt a tremor in their hearts, understanding that this was Qin Changsheng's warning to them.

At this moment, Qin Changsheng had already developed a killing intent.

The surrounding disciples who witnessed the scene were struck silent with awe. They had not expected Qin Changsheng to be so powerful that even Guo Tao was no match for him.

Moreover, they sensed that Qin Changsheng seemed to have grown even stronger.

"Could it be that he obtained some supreme opportunity within the Eastern Wasteland Secret Realm?"

Someone guessed aloud.

This speculation was accepted by many. After all, although Qin Changsheng's previous performance was commendable, it was definitely not as terrifying as it was now.

"It must be so, otherwise he couldn't possibly be this strong."

"Damn it, we risked our lives and got nothing, while he gets to enjoy a supreme opportunity all by himself."

Someone muttered with unconcealed jealousy.

Yet, no one dared to make a move against Qin Changsheng. Since even Guo Tao was no match for him, anyone else stepping up would simply be offering themselves as fodder.

Qin Changsheng was oblivious to the thoughts of these onlookers, and even if he knew, he wouldn't care.

Opportunities were meant for those capable of seizing them. What he obtained through his own ability—why should he share it with others?

Returning to his dwelling cave, Qin Changsheng set up defensive formations and then took out his spoils from this trip. Aside from the Origin of the Holy Fire, he had also acquired numerous spiritual herbs and minerals, though their grades were not particularly high.

Those materials were far from sufficient for forging a top-tier immortal sword.

"I wonder what grade of sword is required to slay the White-Clothed Sword Immortal?"

Qin Changsheng sighed softly, intending to turn in these medicinal ingredients and materials to complete mission requirements.

For now, it seemed the mission regarding the Yin-Yang Origin could not be completed anytime soon. He was currently standing at the apex of public attention, having stolen the spotlight thoroughly. If he continued to stand out, he feared it would draw targeted suppression.

Take Guo Tao for instance—he had been completely alienated and offended, and Zhou Peng had also refocused his attention on him. Many matters could not be avoided simply by wanting to hide.

"These herbs and materials should be enough to exchange for a million contribution points. I might as well exchange them first and go read some books."

Qin Changsheng shook his head. The next day, he promptly traded those materials for Academy contribution points, totaling 1.5 million—slightly more than he had anticipated.

Having secured these contribution points, Qin Changsheng walked straight into the second floor of the Scripture Pavilion and began to read.