This Teacher Was Unreliable

Gu Ci's voice exploded in Chen Fan's mind.

White Emperor.

Defeat the White Emperor.

These two phrases are like two insurmountable Primordial Divine Mountains, enough to crush any Martial Dao genius with lofty ambitions.

Chen Fan even subconsciously stuck out his tongue and licked his slightly dry lips, his bright eyes sparkling with excitement.

He raised his head, meeting Gu Ci's deep, unfathomable gaze, and asked a question.

"Teacher, what should I do next?"

Upon hearing this question, a slight smile appeared on Gu Ci's face.

He didn't rush to answer, but instead asked, "In the Jiangnan Region today, who among those at the Quasi-Martial Artist level can rival you?"

Chen Fan thought about it seriously for a moment, then shook his head and said frankly, "No."

"Very good." Gu Ci nodded in satisfaction. "Now that there are no rivals in Jiangnan, it's time to move on."

He turned his back, put his hands behind his back, and looked at the night sky outside the training room, which was dyed orange by the lights. His voice became distant and sharp.

"Blue Star has four major regions— Jiangnan, Jiangbei, Jiangxi, and Jiangdong. Each region has its own top Prodigies. If you want to walk the Invincible Path, you must crush every single one of your peers in these four regions under your feet!"

Gu Ci turned around, her gaze sharp as a knife, piercing Chen Fan.

"First stop, Jiangbei Region."

Chen Fan raised an eyebrow slightly. "Why Jiangbei?"

Gu Ci's answer was brief and direct, "Because Jiangbei Middle School has a fairly good Prodigies."

He paused for a moment.

Shen Xuan.

"Quasi-Martial Artist with 110 kilocalories of Qi and Blood, eleven years old, the undisputed number one Prodigies in the Jiangbei Region. But none of this information matters." Gu Ci looked at Chen Fan, his eyes sharpening. "What matters is that this kid cultivates an extremely Yang technique completely opposite to your 'Star-Transferring Blood Art,' and his Qi and Blood quality is extremely high. It's said he's already touched the edge of the Qi and Blood Barrier."

"Let's start with him."

Chen Fan spoke softly.

Gu Ci was slightly taken aback, then let out a laugh.

"Before you set off," he said, his smile fading and his tone returning to its usual coldness, "Go back and get some sleep. You've just broken through; your body needs to adapt to the new Qi and Blood circulation pattern."

Chen Fan wanted to say that he was full of energy, but seeing Gu Ci's unquestionable gaze, he swallowed back the words he was about to say.

He turned and walked towards the dormitory. After taking a couple of steps, he seemed to remember something and turned back, his tone carrying a hint of youthful exhilaration that he himself was unaware of.

"Teacher, is Jiangbei far?"

Gu Ci: "Not close."

"Could you bring some food for the journey? I've been consuming potions in the training room for three days, and my mouth tastes like rust."

Go to sleep...

The next morning.

As the first rays of sunlight streamed into the dormitory through the crack in the porthole, Chen Fan awoke from his deep sleep.

After a night's rest, the 113 calories of new Qi and Blood in his body had completely integrated with his meridians, flesh, and bones, without any stagnation.

He casually threw a punch inside the dormitory.

It was completely silent, without any fluctuation of Qi and Blood leakage.

But where the fist passed, the air, which was as viscous as mercury in the three times gravity field, was torn apart into a visible vacuum band, which slowly closed up again after several seconds under the pressure of gravity.

Looking at his fist, Chen Fan smiled with satisfaction.

When he arrived at the school gate, Gu Ci was already waiting there.

A military Hovercar, entirely black with sharp lines, is quietly suspended in mid-air.

Principal Zhang Weimin stood beside the car, his expression like that of an old father sending his child off to war.

Worry, reluctance, and a hint of gritted teeth.

"Xiao Fan, when you get to Jiangbei, if you can't win, just run away. Don't be reckless; you're only nine years old..."

He will win.

Gu Ci abruptly interrupted the principal, his tone calm yet carrying an undeniable certainty.

Zhang Weimin was momentarily speechless, then angrily pointed at Gu Ci, finally managing to stammer, "If you cause any harm to my student..."

"Do you need to teach me?"

Gu Ci had already opened the car door and gotten in, not even bothering to give him a glance.

Chen Fan bowed slightly to the principal, then got into the car.

The Hovercar silently ascended into the air, instantly transforming into a black streak of Stream of Light that pierced through the clouds and sped northward.

The city, mountains, and rivers outside the window all turned into blurry streaks of light, rushing backward.

Chen Fan sat cross-legged in the back seat, closing his eyes to cultivate.

Gu Ci's eyes were half-closed, his fingers tapping the armrest idly, as if he were asleep.

Jiangbei Region, Jiangbei First Martial Dao Middle School.

The jet-black military Hovercar hovered silently in front of the magnificent school gate.

The school gate is carved from a single piece of Obsidian, with seven large characters engraved on top in a vigorous and elegant style.

Jiangbei First Martial Dao Middle School!

The pen strokes are sharp, and even from a distance, you can feel an overwhelming sense of pride and sharpness.

Inside and outside the school gates, people came and went, all of them students in uniform. They were all calm and composed, with agile steps. Even the weakest among them Quasi-Martial Artists, and there were many with strong Qi and Blood and qi.

It truly deserves its reputation as a top-tier school that can rival Jiangnan No. 1 High School.

Sitting in the car, Chen Fan looked at the scene and turned to look at Gu Ci, who was resting with his eyes closed, and asked a question.

"Teacher, what should I pay attention to later? For example, their techniques and methods, or are there any instructors I should be particularly wary of?"

Gu Ci didn't even lift his eyelids, his voice lazy and indifferent.

"No need to pay attention. Just get to the school gate, gather your Qi and Blood, and shout."

He paused, as if feeling he hadn't explained himself clearly enough, and added another sentence.

"Remember, be as arrogant as you can be, make them all want to kill you."

"..."

Chen Fan's facial muscles twitched violently.

He lowered his voice and asked the question that concerned him most, "Teacher... we won't be beaten to death by thousands of people from their school, will we?"

This question finally elicited a response from Gu Ci.

He slowly opened one eye, his lifeless pupils glancing at Chen Fan, his tone completely flat, as if stating an objective fact.

They can't kill me.

As for you...

Gu Ci's gaze swept over Chen Fan.

"This is a good opportunity to test whether your body is firm enough."

Chen Fan was completely speechless.

He was now 100% certain that his teacher was not some reclusive master at all; he was a complete madman.

Using his only beloved disciple as a human shield to test the enemy's firepower density?

Is this something a human being could do?

Chen Fan took a deep breath, stopped talking nonsense, and abruptly pushed open the car door.

Instead of trying to reason with a madman, it's better to get things done quickly.

Under Gu Ci's intrigued gaze, he leaped and landed steadily on the ground.

The next second, the Hovercar silently rose from the ground without warning, instantly turning into a barely perceptible black dot and disappearing into the depths of the clouds.

In front of the huge school gate, only Chen Fan remained, standing there all alone.

It felt like the whole world had abandoned us.

"..."

Chen Fan looked up at the sky and silently made a mental note of his master's name.

Without further hesitation, he strode forward and walked slowly to the center of the bustling school gate square.

The surrounding students cast curious glances, probably wondering where this little guy, who looked only eight or nine years old, came from.

Chen Fan ignored all gazes.

He slowly closed his eyes.

The next second!

Boom!!

A surge of Golden Qi and Blood, as dazzling as a galaxy, mixed with countless points of deep, cold starlight, erupted from his small body!

The terrifying pressure of 113 cards, like a tangible tsunami, instantly swept across the entire square!

The air seemed to solidify into amber at that moment.

All the students, whether they were walking or about to take a step, froze in place.

The curiosity, doubt, and disdain on their faces all turned into uncontrollable horror and terror. Their eyes were fixed on the child in the center of the square, who was enveloped in Golden Qi and Blood, as if they had seen a ghost in broad daylight!

This Qi and Blood... how is this possible?!

In the midst of this deathly silence, with everyone watching, Chen Fan suddenly opened his eyes!

He poured all his refined, star-like Golden Qi and Blood into his vocal cords, and with all his might, unleashed a roar that resounded through the heavens!

"Chen Fan, Jiangnan No. 1 High School..."

"Here comes to challenge us!"

"You strongest among us, do you dare to fight?!"