Is the Dragon Cult About to Bite the Dust?

"Alright, the upper body is done. Take off your pants now."

Zhu Shan Ying patted Xue Jing's broad back and shoulders, smiling.

"Uh, I'll handle the lower half myself. No need to trouble you, Senior Sister."

Xue Jing paused, sounding somewhat awkward.

"Hehe, I was kidding."

Zhu Shan Ying's beautiful eyes brimmed with amusement, as though she found Xue Jing's unease rather entertaining.

"Junior Brother is so cute."

"Alright, I'm going to do my homework first. Junior Brother, follow the method I showed you just now—apply the Sleeping Dragon Balm, then use your force to rub and massage it in. I'm off."

The girl stood, said goodbye, and skipped out of the training room.

After she left, Xue Jing took off his pants and followed Zhu Shan Ying's method, enduring the pain as he applied the medicine and used his force to massage his legs.

The Sleeping Dragon Balm truly lived up to its reputation as Hidden Dragon Dojo's secret medicine. At first, it burned painfully, but before long, the areas he had applied and massaged began to give off a comfortably warm sensation. The swelling pain throughout his body from practicing the Hibernating Dragon Art eased considerably.

His body had not fully recovered, so he could not continue training for now. With nothing else to do, Xue Jing left Hidden Dragon Dojo and took the bus home.

Maomao was still asleep at this hour. Xue Jing did not disturb her and instead turned on the computer in his room.

After discovering that Maomao had used his computer before, he had installed a hidden screen-recording program and set it to launch automatically on startup. He wondered whether it had recorded what Maomao had been doing.

After waiting more than ten seconds for the computer to boot, Xue Jing opened the screen-recording software with a hotkey, then opened the video folder. Sure enough, there was a recording.

He instinctively turned to glance at Maomao, still asleep on the bed. After hesitating for a moment, he opened the video anyway.

In the video, the mouse slowly moved across the desktop toward the browser. Perhaps because cat paws were inconvenient, the movements were very slow.

After opening the browser, Maomao first entered a website address into the address bar. Once inside, she downloaded a program with a garbled name from a hidden location.

After a string of operations Xue Jing could not understand, the program was successfully installed.

When the program opened, no window appeared. There was only an extra small icon in the lower-right corner.

Maomao then opened the browser again and entered another address. After a few seconds of connecting, a website called "Inner World" appeared in the video.

It seemed to be a forum website with a great many subforums.

Forbidden Drug Trading Zone, Exotic Plant Body Trading Zone, Bounty Order Zone, Intersection Zone Hunter Zone...

At that moment, an advertisement popped up on the screen.

Still troubled by your neighbors' nonstop noise? Still furious at the partner who betrayed you? Still getting headaches because of your competitors? Kill Someone APP is at your service. Place an order and someone dies. Fast solutions, saving time and effort. Order now and get a free first-order death method selection package...

Xue Jing: "..."

In the video, Maomao seemed not even to have read it before clicking the X.

Then, rather than entering any of the sections, she clicked Login in the upper-right corner. After entering an account and password, she successfully logged in. The username was Sect Leader, and the avatar was a chibi humanoid dragon.

The mouse moved and clicked into the personal page. There was a private messaging function there, and upon opening it, a chat window popped up.

Chat history:

October 10, 10:29

Sect Leader: I'm alive and currently safe. Don't worry about me.

October 10, 21:39

Dragon Believer: Sect Leader!! It's wonderful that you're still alive!

October 10, 22:46

Dragon Believer: Sect Leader, Kangde Company is hunting us down. Everyone says they want to disband. We can't stay in the Fifth City Circle any longer...

October 11, 01:23

Dragon Believer: Sigh, Mr. An said the old Sect Leader is already dead, so there's no point in holding on. He called a cab and left overnight...

October 11, 08:31

Dragon Believer: Ms. Ji said she was going to the Third City Circle to stay with relatives...

After that came a long series of messages about one person after another leaving.

October 13, 12:18

Dragon Believer: Sect Leader, what should we do? So many people have run away...

In the video, Maomao began typing. Since hunting and pecking with a cat paw was inconvenient, letters appeared one at a time, very slowly.

October 14, 15:26

Sect Leader: Good. It's much quieter now.

After replying, Maomao clicked the X, cleared the browsing history, uninstalled the suspected VPN program, and then shut down the computer.

After watching the video, Xue Jing rubbed his chin and thought, Looks like the Dragon Cult is about to bite the dust...

Still, it was fortunate that Maomao did not seem too upset about it. Even with people leaving, she had merely replied, "Good."

Xue Jing stood and walked over to the bed. He reached out to stroke Maomao's head as she slept, his gaze gentle as he chuckled. "If you have nowhere to go... it would be nice if you stayed by my side forever."

The next day, Monday.

When Xue Jing woke up in the morning, the swelling pain in his body from practicing the Hibernating Dragon Art had completely vanished. He did not know whether the Sleeping Dragon Balm was simply that effective or whether his health cultivation was working.

As usual, after making food and leaving it for Maomao, he headed out to school.

He then went straight to Qing Da's campus and entered the seventh floor of the library.

To activate Twin Life's active effect, he still had to continue searching for clues about God Relics.

Now that he had gotten a specific name from Maomao, the search was much more efficient. Any books or files that seemed unrelated to the words "God Relic" could be skipped outright.

"Student, you come here specially every day. Are you looking for some kind of information? Perhaps I can help."

A gentle, pleasant voice sounded beside him, and Xue Jing turned to look.

He found the High Ponytail girl who had always stayed on the seventh floor standing beside him. Her beautiful face was turned toward him, her slightly violet eyes watching him.

The girl wore a fitted pure-white T-shirt and held a book against her chest with both hands. The upper half of the book was pressed beneath her generously developed southern hemisphere, making its title impossible to see.

Xue Jing instinctively opened his panel and glanced at it. The Charm Technique showed no reaction. Clearly, this was a purely kind inquiry without any other motive.

He slid the book in his hands back onto the shelf and casually replied:

"Are you a Qing Da student?"

The girl said, "Mm... I suppose you could say that."

Xue Jing pondered for a moment. Though he did not hold out much hope, he still asked, "Have you heard of 'God Relics'?"

At the mention of those words, the girl was visibly taken aback, then revealed a faint smile.

"It seems you're not an ordinary student, are you?"

Xue Jing raised a brow. "You actually know about that?"

"I know a little." The girl extended a hand toward the rest area in an inviting gesture.

"Let's sit over there and talk slowly."

A transitional chapter. Please keep reading~