In the cafeteria.
Xu Jie got up, picked up his tray, tossed it into the dishwashing sink in the corner, and walked out with his hands in his pockets.
He desperately needed a large amount of pills to raise his cultivation.
To that end, Xu Jie planned to wait until the school's practical combat test ended and the students had returned to their classrooms before going to "borrow" some pills from the senior students.
They were all classmates. What was wrong with borrowing a few pills?
Didn't the old Xu Jie "offer up" his pills to the senior students every month?
What he was doing now was not robbery. He was merely taking back the pills that belonged to him.
By afternoon, the practical combat test had finally ended.
The students on the field were still gathered in twos and threes, discussing the course of this practical combat test.
Among them, Xu Jie was the most talked-about topic!
Strictly speaking, after all, Xu Jie had unexpectedly slain a First-Rank Mid-Stage Wolf Demon, and he had done it with clean, decisive efficiency.
"That Xu Jie must have been secretly cultivating on the sly. Look away for a moment, and he actually stepped into the Blood-Moving Mid-Stage!"
"Tch, he's just an inheritance hound! I heard his father died out in the wilderness and probably left him quite a few good things. With those resources, even a pig could cultivate its way up."
"So Xu Jie is worth quite a bit now? Then we're in luck. Tomorrow, let's find a time to call that bastard Xu Jie up to the rooftop and divide up the inheritance his dead father left behind?"
"Hehe, you're a real talent, kid! You're right. As the saying goes, those who see it get a share. Xu Jie's father was a Third-Rank martial artist, so he must have left him plenty of good things—enough to cover our expenses through university!"
"Young Master Zhao, what do you think? With your current cultivation, you can already challenge the school rankings, right? If you get Xu Jie's father's resources too, wouldn't that..."
The Senior Year student speaking wore the eager expression of a bootlicker as he gave a strange, fawning laugh toward a handsome, elegant young man.
"Boss, the slow hand gets nothing! I know you might not think much of those resources, but even a mosquito's leg is still meat!"
Hearing this, Zhao Tianyu nodded indifferently. Though Xu Jie had made a startling splash in today's practical combat test, he was still trash in Zhao Tianyu's eyes.
Since he was trash, then naturally Zhao Tianyu could squeeze every last drop of value from him without restraint.
It just so happened that Zhao Tianyu had recently broken through to Blood Moving Realm Layer 9 and was preparing to challenge the rankings.
At a time like this, Zhao Tianyu did not mind taking the inheritance Xu Jie's father had left behind and pushing himself one step further.
Thus, Zhao Tianyu spoke to the lackeys around him in a calm, matter-of-fact tone.
"Why wait until tomorrow? Once the instructor finishes speaking, go bring Xu Jie to the rooftop. Remember, trash does not deserve to possess any resources. He doesn't deserve to use even the last credit point his dead father left him either. Understand?"
Zhao Tianyu had long grown accustomed to looking down on Xu Jie from above. In his eyes, Xu Jie was less useful than even the dog his family kept.
A dog could at least guard the house. Aside from the meager resources Xu Jie provided every month, what use was he?
Letting Xu Jie walk on his own two feet was already Zhao Tianyu's greatest gift to him!
"Yes, yes, yes. Boss is wise indeed!"
"That's settled, then. Same old rules—I take seventy percent, and you can divide the rest among yourselves!"
Zhao Tianyu did not take Xu Jie seriously at all. He merely instructed his lackeys to handle the matter.
He himself returned to the classroom as calmly as drifting clouds and flowing water, listening to the Senior Year instructor drone on about this practical combat test.
Zhao Tianyu's class was Senior Year Class 6, one of the elite classes in Senior Year.
It had produced quite a few troublemakers, with Zhao Tianyu possessing the strongest cultivation and the best family background among them.
Nearly every student in this class was a bully, and it carried the infamous name of Tiger-Wolf Class 6 throughout the school.
Compared to Senior Year Class 6, the three third-year students Xu Jie had encountered before were nothing more than little lambs.
And within Senior Year Class 6, Zhao Tianyu had the worst reputation of all!
The previous Xu Jie had once been bullied by Zhao Tianyu until he lost control of his bowels and bladder. He had been beaten black and blue, with multiple bones broken, and had lain in the infirmary for a month unable to get out of bed!
Therefore, the target Xu Jie chose for borrowing pills was Senior Year Class 6!
If he was going to rob... no, borrow, then he might as well borrow from the richest group. What cultivation resources could paupers possibly have?
Generally speaking, Senior Year students mostly possessed strength between First-Rank Mid-Stage and First-Rank High-Stage.
Most students in the ordinary Senior Year classes were at First-Rank Mid-Stage, while only some students in the elite classes had reached First-Rank High-Stage.
Not only were the students in the elite classes stronger than those in ordinary classes, their backgrounds were better as well. Usually, they had a martial artist father.
Outside Senior Year Class 6.
Xu Jie leaned against the wall with a plant root resembling a cigarette clenched between his lips, pretending that he could smoke after coming to the High Martial World.
He could not help it. His smoking addiction had been severe in his previous life. Whether after eating, after getting laid, or before doing anything, he had to light one up.
Now that there were no cigarettes in the High Martial World, he felt extremely unaccustomed to it. His withdrawal symptoms were severe, and he felt as though there was hardly any point in living.
It was not until half an hour later that the Senior Year male instructor in the classroom finished reviewing this practical combat test and strode out of the room.
When the male instructor stepped out and saw Xu Jie lounging carelessly against the wall, a meaningful look of mockery appeared in his eyes.
Clearly, he thought Xu Jie had come to offer tribute again, so he simply left.
The old Xu Jie had often been beaten and bullied by the students of Senior Year Class 6. It had practically become routine.
The male instructor had seen it more than once, yet he could not be bothered to interfere. He had never even asked a single question.
After the male instructor left to lecture another class under his supervision.
Xu Jie slowly spat out the plant root that had nearly been chewed to mush, shoved his hands into his pockets, and pushed open the classroom door.
The moment he entered, Xu Jie ran into a short, burly student head-on.
The other man was also stunned when he saw Xu Jie enter. Then, the burly student could not help revealing a mocking smile.
"Oh? This piece of trash is pretty sensible today. You came right to our door?"
He had been about to head into the school grounds to catch Xu Jie, yet Xu Jie had unexpectedly shown up himself.
Xu Jie glanced at the short, ugly Senior Year student before him and recalled that this man was Zhao Tianyu's most attentive lackey, the one who had beaten the previous Xu Jie the most viciously.
Perhaps because this Senior Year student ranked at the bottom in strength among the seniors and could only cling to Zhao Tianyu, he was utterly ruthless whenever he bullied lower-year students.
"Trash, have you forgotten the rules I told you before? When you see a senior, kneel and speak to me. You dog bastard, you never learn!"
The short, ugly student quickly wiped the smile off his face and began berating Xu Jie before the entire class as he normally did, his tone icy and his posture arrogant to the extreme.
It was obvious that bullying and humiliating Xu Jie had been as commonplace as daily meals for this man.
He spoke with an utterly natural air, as though Xu Jie standing while speaking to him at this moment was an enormous insult.
The short, ugly student was both short and ugly, while Xu Jie was tall and straight, standing over 1.9 meters, with remarkably handsome features.
Therefore, whenever this short, ugly student encountered Xu Jie, his inner jealousy would drive him to viciously humiliate Xu Jie.
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