The Young Man Who Was Treated as a Guest

Jia Meng had been exploring the village for a long time. Recently, she had often seen Gao Bao and the black-robed man.

And in the distance, between those who were fighting at the heart of the curse and those who had been defeated, there stood the door of the Celestial Pavilion.

Therefore, the errands she usually ran around the village were all deliberately arranged to bring her closer.

When he was little, he had been taken in by Jia Meng and taught various skills. His first lesson was attack, his second was defense, and his third was evasion. He had learned them all at the ruins of the ancient city.

Compared with Jia Meng's natural strength, he was obviously no match for her. Calling him here was simply asking for trouble.

The corners of Jia Meng's mouth lifted into a confident smile. "It seems that you can't escape this time."

"Since that's the case, I'll go and take a look." Jia Meng's eyes narrowed slightly.

"Take a look at what?"

"The thing that suddenly appeared in the village after the last mission was completed—the treasure chest."

Jia Meng smiled faintly. "I'll go and have a look."

"Are you sure? It might be dangerous."

"Three people have entered, but only one treasure chest remains. The other two can decide for themselves. As for Jia Ruo, she can make the judgment."

Jia Meng nodded slightly.

The treasure chest had already been prepared. The three of them immediately set off, each searching for the best position.

Jia Ruo acted as the judge. She had already quietly arrived at a corner of the ruined arena.

She knew very clearly that the treasure chest would probably contain equal parts opportunity and danger. Getting too close made it easy to be noticed.

The night was as dark as ink, shrouding the ruined arena.

Ye Lian walked out of the bright room with a calm expression. His footsteps were slightly heavy, as though he were thinking about something.

His gaze paused briefly in the direction of the arena. He muttered inwardly:

"I wonder whether those four idiots have finished. Since the others have completed their work, I might as well go and take a look."

His brother was too young. The boy's abilities were too limited, and his complete lack of achievement made him sigh.

He walked down the corridor, his footsteps echoing through the empty school grounds.

When Ye Lian approached the arena, he caught sight of a flash of light. His heart tightened, because it was followed by the sound of a violent collision and the rumble of collapsing buildings.

He quickened his pace, a sense of unease rising in his heart.

After walking outside the arena, the scene before him left him stunned.

The originally magnificent arena had become a field of ruins. Broken stones and dust filled the air.

Ye Lian opened his eyes wide. A surge of anger rose in his heart.

"What the hell are you people doing down there?"

The dust gradually dispersed, and the figures of the four gray-clad men slowly emerged.

"Looks like I was right." Jia Meng spoke with complete confidence.

"How could that be? It was obviously a fair fight." Wu Mingxuan unwillingly defended himself.

"Exactly." Jia Youyou also stood beside Wu Mingxuan.

"Jia Ruo, you're the judge. You can speak."

He turned toward Jia Ruo, who stood to one side, hoping that she would make a fair ruling.

Jia Ruo coughed lightly and said:

"Although all three of you entered separately, Jia Meng's strength was simply too overwhelming. Gao Bao and the others had no choice but to join forces against her."

"So the result is obvious. Jia Meng is stronger."

"Moreover, when Gao Bao was unable to withstand the attack and fell, only Jia Meng was able to break through and save me."

"You three are a group with deep reserves. You were practically toyed with by a little girl."

Jia Ruo nodded slightly.

Wu Mingxuan and Jia Youyou felt indignant, but they suddenly noticed that Ye Lian's eyes were coldly fixed on them, and they immediately fell silent.

He felt a chill run through him and could not help slapping himself.

"Explain yourselves. You only took a few steps before fighting. How did the arena end up like this?"

Ye Lian roared angrily, his voice echoing throughout the entire school grounds.

Wu Mingxuan raised his hand and said, "Old Jia, if the treasure chest possesses a special ability, why didn't it attack us? Don't you trust us?"

Ye Lian sneered.

"The entire arena is protected by the boundary of the Celestial Master. Are you questioning the Celestial Master's boundary, or are you questioning my intelligence?"

Without another word, he directly slapped the three idiots one after another.

"Old Jia's arena was pretty sturdy too." Wu Mingxuan rubbed his aching face and smiled awkwardly.

At that moment, Jia Meng's eyes suddenly lit up. A refined gleam flashed through them.

"Ah, I know how I should have done this from the very beginning!"

Ye Lian was slightly shocked by Jia Meng's remark.

The little girl's words were baffling. Although Ye Lian was the only person who could completely control the technique, he knew that to learn and master it, finding Ye Lian was the best shortcut.

Moreover, he also knew very clearly that the little girl's words contained many profound principles. It was not something that could be mastered simply by relying on cleverness.

What he needed was Ye Lian's guidance.

The technique was mainly composed of three parts: the caster's physical strength, the core of the technique's seal, and the curse power used to drive it.

Jia Meng thought back to the clone she had used when removing the curse. That could also be considered a form of the technique.

However, limited by the little girl's existing knowledge, that clone could only possess an outward appearance and could not properly use the technique.

At that moment, a strange light suddenly flashed in Jia Meng's eyes.

If she could master the little girl's technique, she could use her own bloodline to refine the little girl's body, then experiment with its various applications.

The little girl's body possessed extraordinary potential, making it the sharpest weapon in her hands.

As for curse power, Ye Lian had spent many years training tirelessly every day, constantly increasing the upper limit of his curse power while reducing its consumption.

Jia Meng had already reached the limit of what she could accomplish in a single day.

Afterward, she had spent another five years studying the finer control of curse power and increasing its efficiency.

Now, her curse power had reached a level where even prolonged use could not exhaust it.

After another battle, she gradually understood the conditions necessary to use the little girl's technique and had nearly mastered the knowledge stored within it.

"How could I have never thought of that before?" He knew that the barriers he had created before had already reached their limits.

When she thought of this, the corners of Jia Meng's mouth curled upward slightly. She had finally found the right direction and felt satisfied.

Ye Lian was teaching the four idiots a lesson. After noticing that one of them not only possessed extraordinary strength but also showed increasing intelligence, he was so angry that he nearly lost his temper.

Jia Meng also felt annoyed by it. Having already reached this point, she gradually put away her original expression and instead assumed an affected, arrogant look.

Ye Lian finished teaching them a lesson. After thinking for a moment, he released the four of them and returned to Jia Meng to report that Gao Bao had accepted the mission.

His younger brother seemed to have accepted the earlier order, but Ye Lian knew that he would have to bear the consequences himself. After all, the order had been personally given by the old master.

The next day, Ye Lian went to the office.

"Do you want to learn the little girl's technique?" Ye Lian stood before the desk and asked.

"Yes."

"Do you know about the treasure chest?"

Ye Lian was somewhat confused. Jia Meng, however, seemed to have already prepared a plan to use the little girl's technique.

Why did she suddenly want to ask him about her brother? Could it be that Jia Meng's family had taken an interest in his independent technique and wanted to learn it for themselves?