"Ah!——"

With a scream piercing the night from the student dormitory, Ming Dailan rushed out of the bathroom, wearing nothing but a bath towel, her whole body drenched, long hair draping with watermarks, her face full of panic. Everyone in the dorm was startled by her, and Ming Yueyan, who was writing, asked, "What happened?"

"Mo-mo-mo-mo-mo-mo—" Ming Dailan stammered as if singing, disgustedly pointed at the bathroom, "There's a mouse!"

"Why do you look like you're seeing it for the first time?" Ming Yueyan said.

"It's my first time seeing it! That furry thing is so disgusting!"

"You're quite lucky then, this dorm is so old, I've killed a few cockroaches already." Ming Yueyan put down her pen, thought for a moment, "Aren't you skilled in Combat Technique? Just smash the mouse into pulp with a Mountain Crumble Strike."

"I won't touch it! If I kill it, I'll definitely have nightmares for a long time!" Ming Dailan gritted her teeth, "Tomorrow, I'll have Mie Tangya exterminate the mice and cockroaches here!"

Ming Qingyun, who was reviewing her books, couldn't help but laugh, "Afraid to kill, but dare to exterminate... Dailan, you have the demeanor of a queen with those words!"

"If a Martial Artist could exterminate mice and cockroaches, the principal would have done it long ago." Ming Taolang jumped down from the bunk bed and glanced at the bathroom: "There's no mouse."

"How could there be none!"

"Maybe it ran into the pipe."

"Will it come out again?" Ming Dailan asked in terror.

Ming Yueyan laughed, "Where do you think it came out from?"

Ming Dailan's face turned pale instantly, and Ming Taolang asked, "Are you still going to shower? I'm next."

"Yes!" Ming Dailan's eyes brightened, "Taolang, how about I shower with you tonight... No, how about I shower with you from now on?"

"Huh?" Ming Taolang was a bit puzzled, "I don't mind, but the bathroom is tiny, it can't fit two people."

"Wah wah wah..."

Ming Yueyan picked up her pen and smiled: "You should call Mie Tangya over, he would definitely squeeze in the bathroom with you. We don't mind him showering here..."

"I won't shower with him!"

"What are you afraid of? Showering with a sword sheath is a great way to bond; are you scared he'll disrespect you?" Ming Yueyan suddenly thought of a brilliant idea, "Why don't we suggest to the Sword Holder to change the next game to a water fight, and nobody wears clothes, how about that?"

Ming Dailan: "Pah!"

Ming Shuiyun, who was writing and drawing, raised her hand, "Second that."

Ming Chaoyan, lying in bed reading a novel, raised her hand, "Second that."

Ming Taolang's eyes lit up, "I think it could work!"

"Stop messing around." Ming Qingyun couldn't help but say.

"It seems Qingyun doesn't have a great relationship with your sword sheath; I'm sure if Shuangli were here, she'd agree." Ming Yueyan said seriously, "If you're scared to see the sword sheath's nakedness, you call yourself a Sword Master?"

"I don't think it's a matter of dare, but of want." Ming Qingyun hissed, "You all who agree have ulterior motives for the sword sheath. Right, Shuiyun?"

"Yeah, so what?" Ming Shuiyun openly said, "However, after serious consideration, I decided to vote against?"

"Why?" Ming Yueyan asked, puzzled, "Imagine Le Yin playing with water naked, wouldn't you want to see that?"

"I do, but I don't want you all to see."

"Shuiyun, you have the demeanor of a queen with those words too..."

...

As the girls' dorm descended into dull chit-chat, a mouse swiftly climbed the pipes into the sewer.

Not only were the women scared just now, but it was also scared by the women's scream, making it crap itself; the screeching of these upright apes is truly terrifying.

According to habit, it should be returning to its ancestral nest, enjoying a warm meal and planning reproduction with its sisters, but upon reaching the underground passage, it suddenly caught a strange scent from the walls. A slight touch, and the dirt 'melted' like snow.

The scent was so strong and tempting, it compelled it to follow its instinct to burrow through the earth, unknowingly arriving at a passage. The scent grew stronger, and its murky eyes glowed red as it recklessly charged forward, desperate to taste the source of the scent——

Slap!

A foot stomped heavily, crushing the mouse into pulp. A figure cloaked in a gray robe glanced down, continuing along the passage.

The man was hunched over, but the two-meter-high passage barely accommodated him; each step he took made the entire passage tremble, filled with the sound of his fiery breath and explosive heartbeat.

Finally, he reached an underground chamber. Under the light of the Blood Essence Stone, he saw two figures in the chamber.

One was a person in a black robe wearing a smiling mask, the other a well-looking, scholarly student.

"Called me over urgently, what's up?" The gray-robed man's voice was raspy like a broken gong, "And Feng Lv is here too."

"Greetings, Mr. Wuzhiqi." Feng Lv clasped his fists and said.

"Mr.?" The gray-robed man repeated in a strange tone.

Feng Lv hesitated slightly, bowed his head and said, "Sorry, Master Wuzhiqi."

"In the tribe, the only honorific is Master." The gray-robed man said, "Even if we've been here long, don't forget our roots."

"Yes."

"Fine, Wuzhiqi, don't start lecturing as soon as you arrive." The smile said, "It's nothing bad if you forget roots, we came to Yanjing to escape the shit-pits of Yanxia. Roots are just our origin, not our homeland."

"Hmph, whatever." The gray-robed man sat on the ground, showing a pair of furry legs, "What's the matter?"

The smile looked at the Blood Essence Stone on the table and said, "I've gathered all conditions."

"All conditions gathered..." The gray-robed man pondered for a moment, "If I'm not mistaken, according to the plan you should..."

"I've acquired Cha Huan's soul imprint. Besides, I've likely acquired the soul imprints of other sword sheaths... likely." The smile said, "Far simpler than imagined, moved too quickly. I initially worried if the National Relief Association's pace was too fast, now we're ahead."

"Is it really Cha Huan?" The gray-robed man couldn't help but ask.

"I had my minion smell it." Feng Lv said, "It is indeed him. Additionally, Qin Le Yin, Cai Nu, Niruo, and Mie Tangya are here, even though Qian Mian is unknown, it's likely hiding within."

"Then what are we waiting for!?" The gray-robed man fiercely slapped the ground and jumped up, his voice filled with long-suppressed excitement, "I'll immediately contact the National Relief Association, as long as their arrangements are fine, then we'll execute the plan together, everything will be as we wish!"

"Countless compatriots' blood tears, countless nights of escape, countless near-death breaths..." The gray-robed man breathed like flickering flames, "I can't wait to use this city to repay a millennium of blood debts! Can't wait!"

"Calm down, Wuzhiqi."

"Calm down, you're telling me to calm down, I'm so excited I want to jump out and kill a few people for fun!" The gray-robed man roared, "It's been eighteen years, we've been hiding like mice for eighteen years, hustling like dogs for eighteen years, how many more eighteen years do we have? But it doesn't matter, soon we'll get what we desire, soon we'll acquire the freedom those Glory people have — but we've never had!"

"Wuzhiqi, stop talking."

"Why not talk? Do you know how long I've waited for this day!?" The gray-robed man seemed to be singing, "Don't they just love eating our flesh? Then, I'll roast, steam, pan, and fry everyone I see; don't they love wearing our skins? Then, I'll skin everyone I see; don't they slander us as barbarians? Then I'll—"

"Wuzhiqi!"

The smile tossed casually, and the gray-robed man was blasted like hit by a train, deeply embedded into the wall, but strangely without any shock or sound, as if the wall was soft cake.

"Damn!" The gray-robed man struggled and jumped out, roaring, "The hell are you—"

His roar abruptly stopped.

Because he saw, Feng Lv had unknowingly knelt on the ground.

Feng Lv held his head in his hands, his expression twisted like wood grain, teeth biting through his lips, blood tears fell from his eyes, his body trembled like a sieve, as if enduring an invisible cruel torture.

"If you keep talking, he'll die." The smile said calmly.

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