The matter had caused quite a stir, and all three boys in the bedroom looked troubled.
Though they disliked Zhou Changxi, they had never wanted him dead.
So when they heard he had died, even Chen Ye found it hard to believe.
"How did he end up running into an Evil Soul Master?" Chen Ye asked, bafflement filling his eyes.
He knew that Evil Soul Masters had been infiltrating the Federation in large numbers.
But he couldn't understand how a student from their academy could have come into contact with one.
"I don't know, boss. But do you remember what Zhou Changxi told us a few days ago?" Xie Xie asked, his gaze solemn as he looked at Chen Ye.
Chen Ye paused. It had seemed like such a trivial matter that he naturally couldn't remember what Zhou Changxi had said.
Just then, Tang Wulin slapped his thigh. "I remember, boss. He said he'd make you pay."
"Make me pay? He's dead. How's he supposed to make me pay? Come back as a vengeful ghost and claim my life?"
Chen Ye looked puzzled. He didn't think this had anything to do with him.
After all, he had done a few things, and even made Zhou Changxi pay for damages, but none of them had been wrong.
Even if Zhou Changxi had held a grudge against him, that was nowhere near enough reason to risk his life for revenge.
"All right, let's get some sleep. We have classes tomorrow. Teacher Wu said the school would organize a trip to the Rising Spirit Platform soon."
"That'll be a good chance to help you both improve. You're still far too weak." Chen Ye glanced at the other two.
With the help of the hundred-thousand-year Dragon Blood Fruit, his Soul Power had now reached level 37.
But the other two had only just passed level 20. The gap between them was enormous.
"Sounds good. I haven't been there before, so it'll be nice to check it out." Tang Wulin smiled, then suddenly yawned.
He looked tired. Rubbing his face, he said, "I'm so sleepy. It's only ten, isn't it? Why am I this tired?"
"If you're sleepy, just go to bed. What's so strange about that?" Xie Xie yawned too, looking just as tired.
"Are you going to sleep, boss? I'll turn off the lights."
"Sure."
Chen Ye nodded. After watching Tang Wulin quickly switch off the lights, he lay quietly on his bed.
A wave of exhaustion swept over him, yet his mind felt unusually clear. Something about this tiredness was wrong.
He turned his head slightly and looked at the beds across from his. Tang Wulin and Xie Xie were both asleep, and judging by the way they lay, they seemed to be deep in their dreams.
But as he watched them sleeping, Chen Ye's frown deepened. He lay still with his eyes closed, pretending to sleep.
After an unknown amount of time, he heard someone get out of bed, followed by footsteps.
A figure stopped beside Chen Ye's bed. Then a flash of cold light gleamed.
Chen Ye's eyes flew open. Seeing Xie Xie standing before him with his eyes closed, he looked startled.
Xie Xie thrust the Light Dragon Dagger down at him. Chen Ye casually caught the blade.
With a single twist, he flung Xie Xie aside, leaving him completely unconscious.
Before Chen Ye could react, a languid voice sounded beside his ear:
"Chen Ye, you're the one who ruined my life. You're the one who killed me. I'll make you pay."
Chen Ye knew that voice well. It belonged to Zhou Changxi.
But at those words, Chen Ye gave a cold laugh. "Cut the act. You think I don't know you're an Evil Soul Master?"
Chen Ye gave a low shout. Behind him appeared the phantom of the Golden Dragon King. A thunderous Dragon's Might rang out, and Zhou Changxi's phantom shuddered violently.
Then the venomous look on Zhou Changxi's face turned into a faint smile. "What Evil Soul Master? We're members of the Holy Church. Don't insult us by calling us something as lowly as Evil Soul Masters."
"You're an interesting kid. Want to join the Holy Church and become one of us?"
"How did you find out about me? Why did you kill Zhou Changxi?" Chen Ye looked at the young man warily.
"It's simple. My ability lets me enter people's dreams. The more vicious the dream, the easier it is to enter."
"And through him, I also discovered your secret. A Three-Life Martial Soul! There may never have been anyone like you in this world!"
Zhou Changxi's phantom seemed intrigued, but Chen Ye's expression turned icy.
He said no more. He merely raised a hand, and a terrifying force surged forward. With a burst of Dragon's Might, Zhou Changxi's phantom instantly disintegrated.
The Dragon's Might rang out through the night, waking every sleeping student in the academy.
As the students came to, many of the ones on the second floor were horrified to find themselves outside their bedrooms, all moving toward Bedroom 205.
Two students from nearby rooms had even reached for the doorknobs.
They opened the door in confusion. Chen Ye glanced at them, then turned his gaze toward the window.
A flash of Killing Intent gleamed in his eyes. Then a figure shot straight out in the direction of the classroom building.
Two-Word Battle Armor appeared around him, and six Soul Rings materialized.
Seeing Wu Changkong pursue the figure at once, Chen Ye let out a long breath. "With Teacher Wu going after him, there shouldn't be any trouble, right?"
"What happened?" one of the students who had opened the door asked in surprise. Chen Ye merely glanced at him.
"None of your business. Get out. I'm going to sleep."
Chen Ye's expression was cold. The student didn't dare say another word and hurried out.
Chen Ye was left sitting alone in the room.
He let out another long breath. Protected by his Golden Dragon King Martial Soul, he had barely been affected by the mental control.
He looked at Tang Wulin and Xie Xie. Xie Xie was still sprawled where Chen Ye had thrown him, lying on the floor without any sign of waking.
"That doesn't make sense. That Evil Soul Master should have lifted the control. Why hasn't he woken up?"
Confusion filled Chen Ye's eyes. Then he turned to look at Tang Wulin.
To his surprise, Tang Wulin was awake and looking at him strangely. His gaze was calm, utterly devoid of emotion.
There was something unsettling about that look. It was not one Tang Wulin should have had, and his condition was just as strange.
"So you're the one who took the Golden Dragon King Bloodline from my son? Interesting. There really is someone in this world with a Golden Dragon King Martial Soul."
"I observed Douluo Star for ten thousand years, but never found any inheritance belonging to the Golden Dragon King or the Silver Dragon King."
"I never imagined that after I left, the Golden Dragon King Martial Soul would appear again."
Tang Wulin's voice was calm. His eyes held no trace of emotion.
An even more intense dizziness washed over Chen Ye. This time, he bit through his tongue and forced himself to stay partly conscious through the sharp pain.
Chen Ye stared at Tang Wulin, his eyes now filled with shock and disbelief.
"You're not Tang Wulin. You're Tang San! You can actually use your Divine Sense to descend into Tang Wulin's body."
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