Pleasure Working With You

Chang Ping knew Nie Li.

Who didn't know Nie Li? He was the protagonist of Tales of Demons and Gods!

In his previous life, he was killed by the Saint Emperor and six God-level Demon Beasts. Now, reborn with the help of the Tome of Time and Demon Spirits, he was essentially an old monster who had turned back time.

Chang Ping guessed that Nie Li was still living in the memories of his peak power, unaware that he had restarted and lost all his overwhelming cultivation. He didn't mind giving Nie Li a wake-up call and forcing him to face reality.

"Get your sorry ass off my chair! Now!" Chang Ping strode towards his desk with heavy footsteps. He placed his large, fan-like palm on the tabletop, leaned down slightly to loom over Nie Li, and commanded in a cold tone.

Ye Zi Yun and Xiao Ning'er were both absent from their seats. Whether they had gone outside the classroom for fresh air or to the restroom together, they were nowhere to be found in the classroom.

"What if I say no?" Nie Li slammed his hands on the table and stood up abruptly.

All the students in the class looked at him as if he were an idiot.

"Did the good-for-nothing eat the wrong medicine today?"

"I bet this big idiot is still half-asleep and mistaking his dream for reality, thinking he's still the Legendary Demon Spirit Master from his dreams."

"Poor talent, and not even studying or cultivating diligently. He just daydreams all day. Truly hopeless."

Just as the students were pointing and gossiping about Nie Li, a crisp snap echoed through the classroom.

When everyone looked towards the sound, they saw Nie Li stuck in the window next to Xiao Ning'er's seat, his backside facing inward and his face outward.

Chang Ping snorted coldly, shook his left hand, and with a graceful flip, returned to his seat. He wiped the chair with his large, fan-like hand before finally sitting down.

"You're not the protagonist everywhere, kid!" Chang Ping sneered in a low voice, unsure if Nie Li could hear him.

"Where... where am I?" When Nie Li woke up, he found himself back in his seat. His speech was a little slurred, and his right cheek throbbed with pain whenever he moved his mouth.

He looked around blankly, seeing all the students sitting upright and listening attentively. A new instructor had taken the stage.

"Stop pretending to be confused!" Lu Piao suddenly grabbed him by the neck and shook him violently. "You promised to do my laundry for a month, you're not going back on your word, are you?"

"Laundry? Didn't we only agree on washing underwear?" Nie Li rubbed his swollen, aching cheek, which was now bulging like a steamed bun.

He realized he had lost! Completely and utterly lost!

He had predicted Chang Ping's palm strike, but he hadn't expected Chang Ping to predict his prediction. It was a case of the higher the skill, the greater the danger.

This guy's attack was fast, accurate, and brutal. Before he even understood what was happening, his vision went black, and he knew nothing else. He simply wasn't strong enough to defeat Chang Ping at his current stage.

"A gentleman never forgets a grudge!" Nie Li clenched his fists. He had to get revenge for this slap.

Fortunately, Zi Yun wasn't present at the time, or he would have lost face completely.

However, from this single blow, he could roughly estimate Chang Ping's cultivation level, likely between Silver Four-star and Silver Five-star.

A mere Silver-rank dared to strike him, the Great Emperor Nie Li. Truly ignorant of the immensity of heaven and earth.

"Hiss~" Nie Li gasped, the more he rubbed his face, the more it hurt.

He had underestimated his opponent this time.

He hadn't expected there to be such a master in the Beginner Warrior Class.

Lu Piao released Nie Li's neck and slumped onto his desk, his face pressed against his textbook. He said lazily, "I warned you long ago. Chang Ping is the super tough guy who took down Instructor Tie Lang. You just wouldn't believe me, and look what happened. You got beaten up? I don't know where you get your courage."

He probably got dumb from sleeping too much. Where did Nie Li get so much sleep from?

He should take this as a warning and try not to fall asleep in class. Otherwise, one day he might doze off, provoke the wrong person, and end up in trouble.

"Do you still have any pocket money? I'll take you to make a fortune tonight!" Nie Li suddenly asked Lu Piao, fiddling with his fingers. To surpass Chang Ping, he had to improve his cultivation. To improve his cultivation, he needed money, lots and lots of money.

Speaking of pocket money, Lu Piao's face immediately turned into a bitter gourd.

He shook his head. "None left! Not a single cent. Yesterday I treated Chang Ping to a meal, and he ate all three thousand Demon Spirit Coins. He's a beast, he eats way too much!"

Nie Li clenched his fists.

"There's no other way, I'll have to go to the Alchemist Association," Nie Li secretly decided. Using the pill recipes in his mind, he was sure he could get a lot of Demon Spirit Coins from the Alchemist Association.

"Hey! Big idiot!" Shen Yue, sitting on the left side of the aisle, suddenly called out to Nie Li.

Nie Li's face was covered in dark lines. He ignored Shen Yue.

You're the big idiot! Your whole family are big idiots! Idiot, your grandpa! Idiot, your ancestors!

He hadn't even avenged the bullying from his previous life, and this guy dared to push his luck.

"Nie Li, I'm calling you, are you deaf?!" Shen Yue wouldn't back down.

Hearing Shen Yue call his name, Nie Li reluctantly turned his head and asked, "What do you want?"

"Do you hate Chang Ping?" Shen Yue covered his mouth with his hand and asked in a low voice.

His father, Shen Hong, had once said that an enemy's enemy is a friend.

He planned to form an alliance with Nie Li to deal with Chang Ping.

"Obviously! If I slapped you, would you hate me?" Nie Li rolled his eyes. He really disliked Shen Yue. "If you have something to say, spit it out. Don't beat around the bush!"

How dare you talk to me like that, you little punk? Are you tired of living?

Shen Yue suppressed his anger. "Help me deal with Chang Ping, and I'll provide you with funds. However, if we get caught, don't give me away. If you agree, this Demon Crystal Card is yours." Shen Yue took out a Demon Crystal Card from his Space Ring.

He had plenty of money; it didn't matter how much he spent as long as it made Chang Ping unhappy.

"Why did you choose me?" Nie Li disliked Shen Yue, but he certainly didn't dislike money.

Shen Yue chuckled sinisterly and spoke frankly, "Because you're reckless! You knew Chang Ping was so fierce, yet you still dared to provoke him. I like people like you who don't care about their lives."

It was a compliment to call him reckless; to put it less kindly, he was foolish.

Only fools worked diligently and conscientiously, without any slacking.

"Thanks for the compliment," Chang Ping said with a bitter smile.

If he had known Chang Ping was so fierce earlier, he would have prepared thoroughly before challenging him. He wouldn't have ended up in such a sorry state, becoming a laughingstock for the entire class.

"Pleasure doing business with you!"

The two hit it off immediately. Shen Yue provided the money, and Nie Li handled the task.

Lu Piao quietly leaned in and whispered in Nie Li's ear, "Are you really planning to help Shen Yue deal with Chang Ping?"

"I'm not helping Shen Yue, I'm helping myself," Nie Li corrected him.

As his deskmate, Lu Piao earnestly advised, "Chang Ping isn't an ordinary person. If you anger him, be careful you don't get more than you can handle."

"I'm not an ordinary person either! If someone dares to slap my face, they'll pay the price!" Nie Li snorted coldly. Repaying grievances and returning favors were his principles for living and doing business.

Besides, when had the great Emperor Nie ever suffered such humiliation?

"Enough talk. I'll help you make a fortune tonight. Bring a few more brothers. If we want to deal with Chang Ping, this ten thousand Demon Spirit Coins isn't nearly enough!"