Something's Wrong! Twelve Out of Ten Wrong!

"The talent of Psychic Master and the Martial Dao Talent are two completely independent parallel lines."

Gu Ci finally spoke, his voice still calm, yet it dispelled the tension in the carriage.

"Martial Dao Talent determines the upper limit of your physical body's Qi and Blood, which can be compensated for through hard work, resources, and techniques. But Mental Power talent is innate. If you have it, you have it. If you don't, you can't cultivate even a trace of it in your entire life."

He opened his eyes and looked at Chen Fan: "Did you have your Mental Power tested at the Federation agency?"

Chen Fan shook his head. "No."

"Once things are settled in Jiangdong, I'll take you there."

Gu Ci casually agreed, then closed his eyes again.

He said it, but he didn't really mean it.

A person's energy is limited.

Chen Fan's talent in Martial Dao can no longer be described as genius; it is a prodigy rarely seen throughout history.

Such an existence, if it also possesses that unparalleled Mental Power talent...

Arabian Nights.

The laws of the universe cannot be so unfair.

Hovercar, there was a deathly silence.

The sea of clouds outside the window was torn into rapidly retreating white ribbons, and the low roar of the engine only made the quiet inside the car seem even more eerie.

Shen Xuan sat upright, his back as straight as a javelin, but he couldn't help but glance at the driver's seat again and again out of the corner of his eye.

Chen Fan leaned back in his chair, looking utterly bored, with his hands behind his head and his eyes vacant.

Something's not right.

Something's really wrong.

Ever since the words "Jiangdong Women's Martial Dao Middle School" appeared on the Light Screen, the air pressure inside the car has become very low.

The source was Gu Ci, who never uttered a word from beginning to end.

Instead of closing his eyes to rest as usual, his perpetually lifeless eyes now revealed a rare hint of... irritation?

Chen Fan even keenly caught a fleeting glimpse of... evasion?

Just ten kilometers from our destination, when even the outline of the city below was clearly visible.

"Parking!"

Gu Ci's voice rang out without warning, carrying an unquestionable command.

The Hovercar came to an abrupt stop and then hovered smoothly in mid-air.

"Go down."

Gu Ci were concise and to the point.

Shen Xuan was taken aback and subconsciously asked, "Teacher Gu, we haven't arrived yet...?"

"To adapt to the Qi Ring of the Jiangdong Region in advance."

Gu Ci gave a reason without any expression.

"It's good for you."

Before he could finish speaking, and before the two even had time to react, he flicked his finger across the control panel, and with a gentle but irresistible force, Chen Fan and Shen Xuan were lifted out of the car, chairs and all, and landed steadily on a lawn in the countryside.

The car door slammed shut behind them with a click.

Shen Xuan was still in a daze and subconsciously looked up.

Chen Fan, however, witnessed a scene that surprised even him.

At that moment, the engine of the military Hovercar emitted a shrill roar, like a wild beast whose tail had been stepped on.

Immediately afterwards, with a speed almost like a catapult launch, the front of the car suddenly jerked up, transforming into a black lightning bolt at least three times faster than it had come, plunging into the clouds without looking back and disappearing without a trace in an instant.

That posture looked more like... a hasty retreat.

"..."

Shen Xuan's mouth gaped open, unable to close it for a long time, his mind completely blank.

"Mr. Gu... Mr. Gu..."

Chen Fan stroked his chin, watching the disappearing Stream of Light, his expression turning strange.

"Is there anything to eat here, Old Gu?"

Ten minutes later, the two were walking on the highway leading to Jiangdong city.

Shen Xuan felt extremely uncomfortable.

The thought of challenging an all-girls school made him feel awkward and embarrassed.

This was even more unbearable than having to fight to the death with three demonic beasts at the Qi Qi-Blood Realm.

In contrast, Chen Fan remained calm and composed.

Finally, a school gate, exuding classical elegance, appeared at the edge of the field of vision.

In stark contrast to the steel jungle-like masculine and domineering atmosphere of Jiangbei No. 1 High School Middle School, the gate of Jiangdong Women's Martial Dao Middle School is carved from warm white jade, with a small bridge, flowing water, and weeping willows in front of it.

Groups of two or three girls dressed in plain white Martial Dao uniforms walked out of the school gate with smiles on their faces.

They were all slender and graceful, yet each possessed a composed and spirited demeanor, exuding a unique charm.

The appearance of Chen Fan and Shen Xuan immediately attracted their attention.

However, the expected wariness and hostility did not materialize.

Instead, there were hushed whispers and a constant stream of Personal Computer notifications.

The girls' gazes darted back and forth between the two men and the Optical Brain screens in their hands, their eyes filled with curiosity, scrutiny, and even... gossip?

What's going on?

Shen Xuan felt a chill run down his spine from her gaze and subconsciously lowered his voice to ask.

Chen Fan did not answer. He had already taken a step forward, preparing to challenge them as he had done in Jiangbei.

However, just as he was about to speak...

"Wow! Look! It's them!"

A girl with short, neat hair, who was rapidly scrolling through her Optical Brain screen, suddenly looked up, pointed her slender finger directly at Chen Fan, and let out a clear, somewhat incredulous exclamation.

"That post on the Martial Dao Home Forum! 'Breaking News! The Jiangnan Madman and His Nine-Year-Old Prodigy Sweep Across Jiangbei!' It's them! That nine-year-old... little monster!"

The exclamation was like a depth charge dropped into a calm lake.

Boom!

The entire school gate erupted in chaos.

"What? It's him?"

"My goodness, she looks even smaller in person than in photos!"

"Is she really nine years old? This aura... my god, I feel she's even more terrifying than our top student in the third year of junior high!"

"Who's that handsome guy next to him? Is he the one mentioned in the post, Shen Xuan, the Prodigies of Jiangbei who narrowly lost in one move?"

In an instant, hundreds of gazes, like searchlights, focused on Chen Fan and Shen Xuan.

The next second, the once spacious school gate was instantly surrounded by a crowd of people surging in from all directions.

It wasn't a menacing encirclement, but rather...

The crowd was as frenzied as at a fan meeting.

"Little brother, are you really from Jiangnan No. 1 High School? Did you really single-handedly defeat Jiangbei No. 1 High School?"

"Senior Shen Xuan, the forum says that although you lost, you were still honorable. Could you tell us about what happened?"

"Chen Fan! I'm your fan! I've watched that GIF of you instantly killing three Qi-Blood Realm cultivators at least fifty times! It was so cool!"

Shen Xuan had never seen such a spectacle before.

Surrounded by a group of beautiful young women, he was bombarded with questions. His handsome face flushed red, and his palms were sweaty with nervousness. He instinctively wanted to get into a fighting stance and break through the encirclement.