Escaping Death

After looking in the bronze mirror in the Vice Dean's office, Xian Wu discovered his hair had turned white and his face was swollen.

"Sit down and tell me what happened," Ye Sheng sized up the drastically changed Xian Wu, wondering how he'd ended up in such a state. His hair was whiter than his own, a man nearing seventy. Had he fallen into a dye vat?

Xian Wu sat on the chair and recounted everything about cultivating Soul Force in the Trial Grounds.

"Nonsense!" Ye Sheng slammed the table, his goatee quivering. "Why weren't you sleeping at night and wandering around the Trial Grounds? What if you'd encountered a Demonic Beast!"

"I know you're eager to become a Spirit Master, but you don't have to risk your life. If you keep this up, you'll ruin your body before you even reach Bronze Spirit Master."

"Godfather, oh no, Dean, have I gone mad? You have to save me! You're the only family I have in this world. If you don't save me, I won't be able to live!" Xian Wu pleaded.

He didn't even have a girlfriend yet; he couldn't just die young like this!

Godfather? Ye Sheng's forehead was covered in black lines. He'd never seen anyone as shameless as Xian Wu.

"Let's test your Soul Force first. We can't determine if you've gone mad just from your appearance!" Ye Sheng took out a Primary Soul Crystal from his spatial ring and tossed it over.

Xian Wu cupped it in his hands, closed his eyes, concentrated, and slowly injected his Soul Force into it.

Dots of light lit up like bamboo shoots after rain. One hundred... two hundred... four hundred...

With a "bang," the Primary Soul Crystal in Xian Wu's hand actually exploded.

Ye Sheng was dumbfounded.

The maximum capacity of a Primary Soul Crystal was six hundred Soul Force. Exceeding this value would cause it to explode.

Did this mean Xian Wu's current Soul Force had already surpassed Bronze five-star?

Without time to mourn the loss of the soul crystal, worth over a thousand Demon Spirit Coins, Ye Sheng took out an Advanced Soul Crystal from his spatial ring.

The maximum capacity of an Advanced Soul Crystal was sixty thousand Soul Force. This one shouldn't explode.

He didn't believe Xian Wu could cultivate his Soul Force from one to ten thousand in just a few days.

If that were true, then Xian Wu would be an unparalleled genius, and even exploding an Advanced Soul Crystal would be worth it.

However, Ye Sheng was overthinking. Xian Wu's Soul Force was only a little over seven hundred, but it was rapidly increasing at a rate of one Soul Force per second.

Staring at the Advanced Soul Crystal whose Soul Force was continuously increasing, Ye Sheng fell into confusion once more.

He had never seen such a bizarre phenomenon.

He looked at Xian Wu again and noticed he seemed to have gained weight, his face swollen like a pig's head.

"Strange, truly strange!" Ye Sheng paced around the office, unable to understand why the common Seven Star Divine Curse possessed such power.

"Godfather, I feel like I'm about to explode. Do you have a way to save me? If not, can you find me a doctor?" Xian Wu was already slurring his words.

But Ye Sheng, as a Black Gold Spirit Master, could still barely understand him.

"Forget it, we'll try anything at this point!" Ye Sheng gritted his teeth. If they delayed any longer, Xian Wu might be in mortal danger.

"Here, swallow this!" Ye Sheng took out a small blue pill from his spatial ring, pried open Xian Wu's mouth, and stuffed it in.

Xian Wu's heart pounded. Old man, you're not giving me Viagra, are you? Trying to take advantage of me? You old pervert!

As the pill entered his stomach, a burning sensation spread through his internal organs. Xian Wu clutched his stomach in pain and rolled on the ground.

Ye Sheng held Xian Wu down, about to commit a molestation, oh no, he was channeling his Soul Force to stimulate the acupoints all over his body.

Xian Wu deflated like a leaky balloon, his swollen body shrinking at a visible rate.

After a short while, when Xian Wu stopped writhing in pain on the ground, Ye Sheng channeled his Soul Force again to seal his acupoints.

"Th... Thank you, Godfather." With the Vice Dean's help, Xian Wu slowly got up and sat back in the chair.

Ye Sheng took out the Advanced Soul Crystal from his spatial ring again and handed it to Xian Wu, asking him to test his Soul Force once more.

Xian Wu took a deep breath and slowly injected his Soul Force into it. The result was a single bright spot in the crystal, and it was no longer growing rapidly.

"How could this be?" Xian Wu gasped, speechless. He had over seven hundred just now, how could he only have a little bit of Soul Force left?

Ye Sheng nodded with satisfaction and took back the Advanced Soul Crystal.

"Your situation is very unusual. I need to consult the library's ancient texts to understand what's going on. In the meantime, you are not to cultivate Soul Force to avoid further danger," Ye Sheng warned.

Not cultivate Soul Force? Xian Wu's heart sank. Was he going to say goodbye to his future career for the rest of his life?

"Alright, go back and get some rest. I'll notify you if there's any news," the Vice Dean patted Xian Wu's shoulder and reminded him again, "Until I figure out the reason, absolutely do not cultivate the Seven Star Divine Curse again. Spirit Transformation Pills are very expensive!"

"How expensive?"

"You couldn't afford it even if you sold yourself!" Ye Sheng rolled his eyes. "I only have one Spirit Transformation Pill here, consider it a gift. Don't come looking for me next time, I won't have any more. Alright, go back to sleep!"

Ye Sheng pushed and shoved Xian Wu out.

"Wait, come back!" Ye Sheng was about to close the door when he suddenly remembered something.

Xian Wu gave a pale smile. "What is it, Godfather?"

"Don't call me Godfather, that's what!" Ye Sheng flicked Xian Wu's forehead. The shameless kid was always trying to take advantage of him.

Ugh... it seems like I'm the one being taken advantage of... Forget it, it doesn't matter. Just don't call me Godfather.

"I understand, Godfather!" Xian Wu saluted and ran off.

Ye Sheng spat, "You little brat, call me godfather again and I'll expel you from Sacred Orchid Academy, got it!"

"Didn't... hear you~~~"

Deep in the night.

Knock knock knock... knock knock knock... knock knock...

The door to room number forty-four, marked Yellow, was knocked upon.

"Damn it, who is it! Old Zhu, go open the door!" Zhang Ming grumbled, "Knocking, knocking, what are you knocking for? It's the middle of the night, can't a guy sleep!"

"Shut up! Don't curse." Zhu Jun Xiang threw on his jacket and snapped, "Maybe my big brother is back."

"Your big brother?" Zhang Ming raised an eyebrow. He was likely referring to Xian Wu.

That kid was probably lying in Hu Yan Da Boba's bed, sleeping soundly right now. How could he bear to come back.

The thought of Hu Yan Lan Ruo's sexy, hot body made Zhang Ming's blood surge.

Damn it, all the good ones are snatched up by pigs. Is there any justice left? Is there any law?

"Who is it?" Zhu Jun Xiang didn't unbolt the door, asking from the doorway first.

Although unlikely, if it were a villain, opening the door rashly would put him and Zhang Ming in danger.

"Me!" Xian Wu replied, panting heavily.