Jade Heart Academy

"Ah... ah..." Jade Little Sister slumped over, utterly drained, her whole body aching as if she'd been beaten half to death.

My past life as a hero...

Jade Little Sister had lost consciousness before she could finish her final thought.

After putting away the avenging sword in his hand, Han San looked at Jade Little Sister, who was sprawled on the ground, unconscious and close to death. He couldn't help but sigh.

After helping Jade Little Sister onto the bed and settling her in, he left the room.

No one knew how much time had passed. When Jade Little Sister woke again, she saw Han San's familiar, ordinary face.

"Don't move. I've already reconnected your bones, but if you move, they'll break again." Han San hurried forward and pressed down on Jade Little Sister's shoulder.

"I'm fine." Jade Little Sister listlessly waved her hand. After a long pause, she finally forced herself to sit up, enduring the pain that seemed to tear her apart. She looked at the ceiling, her voice weak as she asked, "How did this happen?"

At that moment, Jade Little Sister wanted more than anything to run away.

But she couldn't. If she ran, then she'd truly have nothing left.

Not to mention that Han San was now a disciple of the Clear Sky Clan, one with a naturally powerful martial soul. Even if he were still the "God of Cuisine," she wouldn't dare provoke him.

After the incident at Jedi Academy, the Spirit Hall had long since stopped supporting him. He'd been like a stray dog, living off the scraps of those noble young ladies.

Unless he was willing to return to his clan. But even if he did, he'd be mocked and scorned by his family; they might as well kill him for all the good it would do.

As for the Balak Kingdom, they only feared him enough to offer protection to him and his two daughters.

"While you were unconscious, the dean was killed. The murderer was the one who knocked you out. He took ten Spirit Stones from Tang Qinghe and publicized the matter. The former dean has already had the murderer expelled. If Tang Qinghe comes to Jedi Academy, the school will expel him too. But... there's nothing we can do to stop the rumors."

As Han San spoke, his heart sank. Tang Qinghe was just like the old dean had said: a cultivator who'd risen through the ranks by relying on his natural gifts. He was destined to go far.

Otherwise, he wouldn't have done something so brazen.

"I understand. You can go." Jade Little Sister spoke calmly, her face oddly serene.

By the time Han San walked out of the room, Jade Little Sister's anguished wail rang out behind him. "Tang Qinghe, you bastard! You've ruined me! You made me a laughingstock across Jedi City. I swear I'll tear you apart and eat you alive..."

Walking down the corridor outside, Han San heard Jade Little Sister's wretched sobs.

He suddenly recalled that over the past few months, whenever he'd seen Jade Little Sister at Jedi Academy, she'd always been smiling brightly. He'd even overheard her and the old dean speaking privately. Big Jade Sister and Little Jade Sister might have been his and Jade Little Sister's children...

It seemed he'd been cuckolded.

Tang Qinghe, Tang Qinghe. You hurt my little sister, and now you've wronged me like this. I've suffered the world's scorn because of you. You'd better stay alive. Next time we meet, I, Han San, will tear you to pieces.

Jade Little Sister's father's affairs were known throughout Jedi City. Tang Qinghe didn't know about them.

If he did, he'd probably be so furious that he'd storm the dean's office.

He'd actually completed the mission!

At that moment, he was in an inn somewhere in the Heaven Dou Empire, looking at the light screen that had appeared out of thin air. His heart was pounding.

[Jade Little Sister's resentment +888888]

[Jade Little Sister's resentment +1288888]

[Jade Little Sister's resentment +2888888]

[Jade Little Sister's resentment +8888888]

"Hahaha, that little girl really is a treasure. She gave me more than fifteen million points of resentment in one go. My resentment total's already passed twenty million. When I get the chance, I'll go to Jade Little Sister and that deadbeat dean and settle the score. Then that so-called God King won't just be a paper tiger, will he?"

Two months earlier, Tang Qinghe had already left Heaven Dou City. He'd temporarily found an inn and settled in, waiting for the admissions notice from the Spirit Essence Academy that he'd chosen.

Seeing as enrollment was tomorrow, Jade Little Sister had suddenly given him such a huge pile of resentment points.

It was either because the dean had told her everything, or because she'd figured it out herself.

He hadn't expected to earn such a huge reward.

[Han San's resentment +888888]

[Han San's favorability -10. Congratulations, host, you've earned one lottery draw.]

"Hey, that's an unexpected windfall. System, draw for me."

[Congratulations, host, you've obtained the Phoenix Feather Robe (A soul-powered garment that doesn't get dirty. It offers defensive protection when attacked, repairs itself automatically if damaged, and protects against poison and miasma. Its style can be changed at will. It also conceals the wearer's martial soul and spirit ring.)]

"Not bad, not bad. This Western-style dress was clearly made for me. I can wear it in a pinch. Otherwise, some nobody with no background might grab me, slice me up, and use me to make the second or even fourth spirit ring they've been dreaming of for a thousand years."

Tang Qinghe smiled with satisfaction, then ordered, "System, equip the Phoenix Feather Robe."

As the words fell, an exquisite purple robe appeared in Tang Qinghe's hands.

After putting it on and confirming that it could change the color of his spirit ring, Tang Qinghe tried out a few different styles. It was like getting a free cosplay outfit.

Among Heaven Dou City's higher Spirit Essence Academies, there was only one Imperial Academy.

But there were plenty of ordinary Spirit Essence Academies.

Jade Heart Academy was one of them.

It didn't discriminate against commoners or nobles. As long as you were an Awakener and your martial soul had strong offensive power, you could enroll after awakening your Spirit Body at the age of thirteen.

At that moment, the entrance to Jade Heart Academy was already bustling with activity.

Roughly a dozen boys and girls, all around twelve or thirteen, stood in line.

They were all students who'd come to enroll at the academy.

Tang Qinghe was among them.

"Hey, Tang, you're here!"

Just as Tang Qinghe was lining up, a familiar voice caught his attention.

Tang Qinghe looked over and saw a tall, sturdy, handsome young man striding toward him.

"Xiao Wu!"

The one calling Tang Qinghe was the son of the lord of Jedi City, the young prince of Jedi Academy, Xiao Wu.

Tang Qinghe had some dealings with Xiao Wu. Xiao Wu was one of the few famous figures at Jedi Academy, and he always followed Xiao Wu around, acting like a clingy little sister. Xiao Wu was hard to forget.

The reason he called him Tang was simple.

The Xiao family admired the strong.

Xiao Wu was the new big sister at Jedi Academy, and Tang Qinghe had beaten her badly. Over time, it was only natural that the other students began calling him Big Tang whenever they saw him.

Standing beside Xiao Wu was a middle-aged man who bore some resemblance to him. He looked around fifty, wore linen clothes, and had the air of a seasoned fighter.

Xiao Wu laughed. "Big Tang, it really is you. How did you grow so much over the past few months? You shot up so fast I hardly recognized you."

Tang Qinghe smiled but didn't answer. During that time, he'd absorbed a six-hundred-year-old Spirit Essence in the wild. Naturally, he'd grown quite a bit. He was already close to a meter and a half tall.