Just a Ninth-grade Demon Spirit

"Brother Feng, why are you bringing this guy along?"

Gao Hai asked, supporting Yang Fan, his dissatisfaction evident.

Gao Hai was known for his good temper. While he didn't have a strong presence in class, he was well-liked and rarely argued with anyone. However, his displeasure was clear on his face at that moment.

In his opinion, if Yang Fan hadn't spread rumors, Ji Yu wouldn't have been jealous and come to cause trouble for them, nor would Mo Xun have been involved.

Now, they had offended the Elite Martial Arts Society and embarrassed the dean in front of so many people. Even with Yage's help to mediate, Lin Feng would likely have trouble staying at Jiangxin High School, and might not even be eligible to take the college entrance examination.

"I'm sorry."

Yang Fan apologized, his face contorted in pain from his injuries.

Not only was he injured, but he had also implicated Lin Feng, his classmate.

On Awakening Day, Lin Feng had failed to refine a Demon Spirit, while Yage had refined the Eighth-Rank Charm Butterfly, signed with the Juxing Club, and soared to success.

Regarding today's breakup, even though he knew Lin Feng had initiated it, Yang Fan understood the situation: Lin Feng felt inferior and unworthy of Yage, so he ended the relationship first to preserve his last shred of self-respect.

The double blow had left Lin Feng in a truly miserable state. Now, because of him, Lin Feng had also offended Mo Xun and Teacher Zhang Han. This situation couldn't be described with mere "misery."

"It's nothing, just a small matter."

Lin Feng smiled, appearing relaxed and unconcerned, which only deepened Yang Fan's guilt.

"I can walk by myself," Yang Fan said softly.

"Okay."

Lin Feng let go, and Yang Fan took two steps. Although his posture was a bit awkward and his body trembled slightly, he could still walk normally.

Despite being severely bruised and swollen all over, Yang Fan had curled up during the attack, preventing his ribs from breaking. Therefore, he hadn't sustained any serious injuries, at least not as bad as the people Lin Feng had dealt with.

In Lin Feng's opinion, Yang Fan clearly had some experience, otherwise, he wouldn't have protected himself so well. It was likely not the first time he had been beaten up.

Facing Lin Feng's gaze, Yang Fan appeared somewhat embarrassed. "I'm really sorry, I'm so sorry for dragging you into this."

"If apologies worked, why would we need the police?" Gao Hai chimed in.

"I'm sorry," Yang Fan apologized again, feeling awkward. He knew it was useless.

"Look, this whole thing started because of me. Lin Feng, I'll give you twenty thousand yuan."

After a moment of hesitation, Yang Fan finally made up his mind and spoke. As if fearing Lin Feng would misunderstand, he continued without pausing, "Don't misunderstand, it's not pity. You've offended Mo Xun, and you won't have a place at Jiangxin High School anymore. This money is for you to transfer schools."

After speaking, Yang Fan looked at Lin Feng quietly. Twenty thousand yuan was a significant amount, but he could afford it.

"Brother Feng, how about... transferring schools?"

Gao Hai hesitated for a moment before suggesting.

Just as Yang Fan had said, there seemed to be no other way but to transfer.

Looking at Yang Fan's guilty expression, Lin Feng was somewhat surprised. He hadn't expected the big-mouthed classmate, who had a poor reputation among his peers, to have some conscience.

The tuition at Jiangxin High School was only a little over five thousand yuan a year, so the twenty thousand yuan Yang Fan offered was not a small amount. It would be enough for a transfer, even including living expenses.

Although he didn't know Yang Fan's background, he was likely someone who wasn't short on money.

"Transferring schools won't help. Setting aside the hassle, do you think Mo Xun won't be able to bother me after I transfer?" Lin Feng directly rejected the idea. "If he really wants to cause trouble, he can just wait for me at my doorstep after school."

Wealthy young men like Mo Xun often had many hangers-on. Transferring schools wouldn't guarantee anything.

Only by making them wary could this matter be resolved.

"Then what should we do?" Gao Hai asked anxiously. He would rather offend a teacher than Mo Xun, as this meant endless trouble.

That Teacher Zhang was clearly intimidated by Lin Feng. Adults had families and therefore had reservations; they wouldn't go to extremes.

"What else can we do? We fight him," Lin Feng said.

Gao Hai was speechless. "Brother Feng, even if you're strong, can you fight one person? Can you fight ten?"

Yang Fan agreed, "Lin Feng, don't be impulsive. Everyone in the Elite Martial Arts Society is a rich kid, and they have dirty tricks."

As they tried to persuade him, Lin Feng smiled faintly. "It's fine, we'll start our own martial arts club."

"Our own martial arts club?"

Yang Fan was completely bewildered.

With only three months left until the college entrance examination, everyone was doing their best and putting in all their effort. Who would join a martial arts club to waste time, unless there were benefits?

Furthermore, no matter how strong you were, without a background, you still couldn't stand against those people from the Elite Martial Arts Society.

At Jiangxin High School, background held more deterrence than strength.

Unless you were a top-tier genius who could get into one of the three major Hero Academies, you could gain the school's attention and protection.

"I didn't want to say anything, but since I've broken up with Yage, there's no need to hide it anymore!"

"Hide what?" Gao Hai asked, confused.

"Actually, I didn't fail on Awakening Day. I could have refined a Ninth-grade Demon Spirit."

"What?"

Yang Fan and Gao Hai trembled, their surprise as if a thunderbolt had struck them.

They almost couldn't believe their ears. They exchanged glances, seeing the shock in each other's eyes. They wanted to speak, but for a moment, they didn't know what to say.

After a while, Gao Hai said in disbelief, "Brother Feng, don't scare me. I'm timid and can't handle fright."

"I know some of you don't believe me. Originally, I was about to refine the Ninth-grade Zi Qi, but I gave up in the end." To give the two of them confidence in forming the Martial Arts Society, Lin Feng told a well-intentioned lie.

"Why did you give up?" Gao Hai quickly pressed, his expression looking somewhat frantic.

A Ninth-grade Zi Qi!

Out of over five thousand students participating in Awakening Day at Jiangxin No. 1 High School, only two had refined Eighth-rank Demon Spirits. Because of this, they were treated like treasures by the school leadership. Not only were they constantly looked after and cared for, but they also received significant resource subsidies.

At Jiangxin No. 1 High School, no one had refined a Ninth-grade Demon Spirit on Awakening Day. The only one who had was the president of the Elite Martial Arts Society, and he only succeeded with the help of a Demon Spirit and assistance provided by his family.

One could imagine the preciousness of a Ninth-grade Demon Spirit. The Ninth-grade Zi Qi, a lightning-attribute Demon Spirit, was likely among the top-tier Ninth-grades in terms of combat power.

As long as Lin Feng refined the Zi Qi, with his Body Cultivation Seventh Stage strength, with a little effort and by strengthening his physique, getting into one of the three major Hero Academies would be no problem. He might even be directly recruited without needing to take the college entrance examination.

But why give it up?

Gao Hai clenched his fists, his chubby face turning bright red, looking both happy and angry.

"Lin Feng, why did you give up?"

Yang Fan also voiced the doubt in Gao Hai's heart. After the initial surprise, suspicion followed.

It was impossible not to be suspicious.

For a Ninth-grade Zi Qi, it was unlikely anyone would give it up.

There was only one possibility...

Unless he could refine a higher-level Demon Spirit.

But, was that even possible?

"Did you fail to refine it?" Yang Fan wondered.

On Awakening Day, many students didn't have a clear concept of their Soul Power quantity.

For example, some students' Soul Power was only enough to refine an Eighth-rank Demon Spirit, but they overestimated themselves and tried to refine an Eighth-rank Demon Spirit, naturally resulting in failure. Their Soul Power within their bodies would be almost depleted, making it impossible to refine other Demon Spirits, ultimately ending in a failed awakening.

This situation wasn't impossible, just quite rare. The vast majority of people made fairly accurate judgments.

Furthermore, Awakening Day only happened once a year. Except for the wealthy students, most students from ordinary families tended to be conservative, choosing to refine Demon Spirits only when they had an eighty to ninety percent chance of success.

Some, who could clearly refine a Seventh-rank, chose to refine a Sixth-rank for the sake of caution.

However, even if Lin Feng's statement was true and he failed to refine it, it still indicated that Lin Feng's Soul Power talent was very strong. If not Ninth-grade, then Eighth-grade was likely not an issue.

"Brother Feng, hurry up and tell us!" Gao Hai was extremely anxious.

"It was just a Ninth-grade Demon Spirit." Lin Feng said calmly. As soon as he said this, Gao Hai didn't think much of it, but Yang Fan trembled all over.

Could it be