Li Donghai and the Others Made Their Plans

Li Donghai stepped down from the platform with a vicious expression, his eyes blazing with fury as if he wanted to kill someone.

Zhang He and Yang Hu were frightened when they saw Li Donghai like this, but they still forced themselves to approach him cautiously and greet him in low voices.

"Brother Donghai!"

They both knew what Li Donghai was like—petty and vindictive. If they distanced themselves from him at a time like this, Li Donghai would definitely retaliate against them.

They were both ordinary students with no backing, and there were no Martial Artists in their families. Naturally, they were no match for Li Donghai.

If not for those scraps of cultivation resources, they would not have followed behind Li Donghai and acted as his dogs.

Hearing their greetings, Li Donghai tried his best to suppress his anger.

"Let's talk outside!"

He had utterly disgraced himself this time, getting instantly defeated by Chen Mo, whose realm was lower than his. Even now, his face still burned with pain.

Li Donghai said nothing as he walked ahead, while Zhang He and Yang Hu silently followed behind him.

Only after leaving the martial arts gym did Li Donghai finally explode.

"Fuck! Fucking hell!"

"Chen Mo! How dare he toy with me!"

His teeth itched with hatred. When he said Chen Mo's name, it carried boundless rage and resentment.

After a long while, Li Donghai's anger subsided slightly, and he said to the two of them,

"Do you have any way to get my hundred thousand back?"

A hundred thousand was only a small sum to his family, but he was unwilling to simply hand it over to Chen Mo for nothing.

Besides, Chen Mo had clearly set him up! He had even made Li Donghai lose so much face. Once this spread around school, how was he supposed to face his classmates?

"This..."

Zhang He and Yang Hu looked at each other, neither knowing how to answer.

Seeing them like that, Li Donghai knew they could not think of any solution.

He knew what they were capable of, so he could only settle for the next best thing.

"Forget it. Then think of a way to help me win back my face."

"I know how!" Zhang He rushed to answer. "Brother Donghai, we saw it just now. Chen Mo's martial skill realm is only higher than yours, and his blade speed is a little faster than yours."

Those words were like rubbing salt into Li Donghai's wound. His expression immediately darkened, and Zhang He naturally noticed, so he hurriedly explained.

"When school starts on Monday, we'll spread the word that his blade technique has reached perfection, and that he arrogantly claimed no one in Fifth High School can match his martial skills!"

"Once the rumor gets out, regardless of whether it's true or false, the geniuses at school will definitely go looking for trouble with Chen Mo and teach him a profound lesson while they're at it."

"Even if those geniuses don't make a move, there will always be students who can't stand it and come looking for Chen Mo. By then, countless troubles will come knocking on his door."

"At that point, no one will pay attention to the fact that Chen Mo instantly defeated you anymore."

At the words "instantly defeated," Li Donghai's nerves twitched again, and his teeth ground together with a crackling sound.

Seeing that Li Donghai was still so angry, Zhang He was startled. Could it be that his method was too shameless?

Zhang He's tone turned fawning. He truly could not think of any other method.

"Brother Donghai, will my idea work?"

Yang Hu, standing beside him, thought highly of Zhang He's method and spoke up for him.

"Brother Donghai, I think Zhang He's idea is pretty good! It can shift the focus and throw Chen Mo into endless trouble. Those geniuses at school are all proud and arrogant. How could they possibly allow a Sixth-grade Martial Disciple like Chen Mo to stand above them?"

"Exactly! Spreading rumors doesn't take much effort anyway. Even if our class doesn't believe it, the other classes definitely will."

Li Donghai naturally knew that this method was both effective and useful. But that was not what angered him. What angered him was Zhang He mentioning that he had been instantly defeated. That was his reverse scale!

Still, considering that the two of them had been wagging their tails and offering him advice, he decided not to hold it against them.

"Fine, we'll use this method. You two keep refining it over the next couple of days. By Monday, I want to see results. I'll give you twenty thousand as operating funds."

"Yes, Brother Donghai!"

Hearing that there was money to be had, the two of them were immediately brimming with enthusiasm and thumped their chests in guarantee.

"Brother Donghai, we'll definitely make this look flawless. We absolutely won't let it lead back to you."

"Mm."

Li Donghai nodded slightly. The anger in his heart had faded considerably, but he still did not feel quite satisfied. Looking at Zhang He and Yang Hu, an idea came to him.

"You two should have made some progress in your martial skills lately. Come on, let's go back to the martial arts gym. Let me test you."

"Ah?"

Zhang He and Yang Hu froze slightly. They desperately wanted to refuse, yet they did not dare.

At noon, after Li Donghai had suffered a setback at Chen Mo's hands, he had taken it out on them, beating them until they wished they were dead. Now they were about to be beaten again. They resisted it from the bottom of their hearts.

Zhang He gathered his courage and said cautiously,

"Brother Donghai, look, it's already getting dark, and none of us have eaten yet! How about you give us pointers tomorrow?"

"Yeah, yeah! It's so late, Brother Donghai. Your family will worry about you. Let's train tomorrow instead, all right?"

How could Li Donghai not understand what they meant? His face turned cold.

"What? You both want to receive my guidance tomorrow?"

"No, Brother Donghai. You can give us pointers whenever you want!"

Feeling the temperature around them drop several degrees, Zhang He hurriedly changed his tune.

"That's right! Brother Donghai, let's hurry into the martial arts gym. I can't wait for your guidance!"

Yang Hu also said with lowered brows and a submissive look.

Neither of them dared anger Li Donghai. If Li Donghai got angry again, he would treat them even more brutally.

"Move!" Li Donghai took the lead toward the martial arts gym entrance.

Zhang He and Yang Hu lowered their heads and followed behind him with mournful faces.

Not long afterward, pig-slaughter screams rang out from inside a Cultivation Chamber, continuing for several hours.

Elsewhere.

After Chen Mo and Jiang Tao left Wuji Martial Arts Gym, they headed straight for the restaurant where they had eaten at noon.

Along the way, they each called home and said they would return after dinner.

Inside a private room.

After casually ordering a few dishes, Jiang Tao handed the menu to Chen Mo. Chen Mo looked over what Jiang Tao had ordered. Altogether, it came to less than a thousand, clearly because Jiang Tao wanted to save him money.

"Taozi, there's no need for this. I earned a hundred thousand today. I'm treating you to dinner, and you only ordered this much? Here, order again. Don't try to save money."

Jiang Tao hurriedly waved his hands.

"No, these dishes are enough. There's no need to spend money like water. Use that money to buy cultivation resources. You've already opened your apertures, so you'll need even more cultivation resources. A hundred thousand won't even be enough for you to spend!"

"Money can be earned again. Now that my blade technique has reached perfection, I can work as a sparring partner at the martial arts gym. Making money is easy. If you won't order, I will!"

With that, Chen Mo lowered his head and began ordering. Before long, he was done.

He estimated that this meal would cost around five thousand.

Jiang Tao had treated him many times before. Now that he had money, Chen Mo was not about to be so stingy.