Zhang Daosheng's Last Gamble
"How is this possible!" Yan Feng was dumbfounded.
This was tiled flooring! This was concrete! This was inside a house!
How did wood just grow out of nothing?!
Yan Feng's fist slammed into the Wood Stockade Wall, and a massive shockwave reverberated outward.
Yan Feng's expression changed drastically.
Even Chen Dong, standing off to the side, widened his eyes.
A shockwave rebounded off the Wood Stockade Wall.
Flames?! They were deflected by the wood!!
How was this possible! This made no scientific sense!
"Classmate, throwing punches out of nowhere is very impolite."
Right at that moment, Ye Chen's voice sounded.
The two stunned individuals finally snapped back to reality.
"What the hell is this thing you used!?" Yan Feng flew into a furious rage.
Flames countered by wood? If word of this got out, how was he supposed to show his face in public?
Ye Chen summoned the wood, slowly forming it into a sharp spike.
It was just like creating a wooden blade using the Ninjutsu Grafting Technique.
Right before their eyes, the Wood Stockade Wall slowly parted down the middle to open a gap.
Seizing the opportunity, Ye Chen thrust the wooden spike forward!
"Hah!"
Yan Feng didn't react in time at all.
The wooden spike pierced directly into his right shoulder, the intense pain forcing a miserable scream from his lips.
"That's just a lesson. There won't be a next time," Ye Chen said with a dark expression.
His tone was brimming with murderous intent.
Chen Dong understood that if there hadn't been other people around, Ye Chen... would have killed Yan Feng!
"You..." Yan Feng's anger surged.
"What about me? You want one in your left shoulder too?"
Chen Dong quickly stepped forward, holding back Yan Feng, who still wanted to speak.
He turned to Ye Chen and said, "Yan Feng went too far this time..."
With that, he pulled two bizarre stones out of his briefcase.
"Consider this compensation for you, messing up your place like this."
Ye Chen looked at the two stones. They were crystal clear and translucent.
The moment they appeared, the spiritual qi in the air instantly grew much denser.
That made it clear—these must be the so-called spirit stones.
He nodded on the spot. "We'll call it even for today, but next time..."
The threatening undertone in his words was crystal clear.
Yan Feng didn't chime in from the side, but lingering resentment churned in his heart.
Just you wait until I get back to the Capital and find a way to kill you. You'd better not ever come to the Capital either!
Chen Dong hurriedly pulled Yan Feng away, preparing to leave.
"Classmate Ye, let's keep in touch. We'll be heading out..."
Ye Chen watched with a smile as the two left. "Come again next time~"
Chen Dong's pace quickened quite a bit. He didn't even take the elevator; he sprinted straight down the stairs!
From behind them came Ye Chen's voice once more: "Bring more spirit stones next time."
Chen Dong felt intensely awkward, his impression of Ye Chen carved deep into his memory.
Judging by the strength Ye Chen had just displayed...
That wasn't a Wood Element of the support type!
It looked much more like... defense!
Yet where had that wooden spike come from? Was it an innate ability?
Could he possibly have reached the Second Awakening Realm in just a few short hours?
Meanwhile, as Yan Feng departed, his gloomy face looked fit to wring out water.
Ye Chen knew full well in his heart that this brat would definitely retaliate against him.
When that time came, with no outsiders around...
After sending the two off, Ye Chen collapsed limply onto the sofa.
Phew, just using a single spell practically drained all the spiritual qi in my body...
Good thing that guy turned out to be a coward and didn't keep attacking.
Looks like I still need to quickly raise my realm. If things keep going like this, let alone the True Thousand Hands, I won't even be able to use the Wood Dragon...
Thinking of this, Ye Chen shook his head in depression. He'd thought he could just breeze through as invincible straight away.
What baffled Ye Chen even more was that from then all the way into the dead of night, not a single other university came knocking.
The path of awakening consumed far too many resources; without combat capability in the early stages, it was terribly hard to rake in wealth.
The way support-type abilities made money was by healing people.
Minor injuries didn't need you, and major injuries you couldn't heal.
Naturally, you didn't earn much either.
After all, no matter how good your talent was, you couldn't go healing someone in the Upper Three Realms when you were only at the Nine Awakening Realms.
The gap in realms was simply too vast.
Therefore, in the eyes of other schools, combat-potent talents were always the top priority.
For instance, in Lan Lengshuang's case, the Human Race's three top universities were already arguing themselves hoarse over her.
Of course, Ye Chen knew nothing of all this.
At that moment, he was still studying the system he possessed.
Once the system interface opened up, a countdown came into view.
Myriad Heavens Gate available in: 12:23.
As for the overly simplistic system interface, Ye Chen knew this was a countdown timer.
Once the time was up, he would get a chance to acquire an item from another world.
Though Ye Chen found it slightly speechless—they called it a gate, yet it was actually a lottery roulette wheel...
Sigh, I always feel like this system isn't perfect enough... Shouldn't it give me some cultivation resources? What use is having endless talents if you don't have resources?
At that thought, Ye Chen's gaze suddenly paused as he reached into his pocket and took out the two spirit stones Chen Dong had left behind.
The instant he gripped the spirit stones in his hand, a cool sensation washed over him.
Even before getting his hands on the spirit stones, he had already experienced their benefits.
Hold the spirit stones in your palm and circulate the breathing technique to absorb the spiritual qi within them.
Don't ask how he knew—if you ask, Du Niang taught him well.
Over at Zanghai No. 1 High School, things had long since devolved into a complete mess.
Various universities had come to inspect the place; a small city had produced two SSS-grade talents.
Naturally, it became an overnight sensation.
For a time, Zhang Daosheng was overwhelmed with busyness.
The three top universities, along with numerous other academies.
Having stayed busy all the way until midnight, Zhang Daosheng suddenly felt that being a principal wasn't necessarily a great career choice.
He was a powerhouse of the Upper Three Realms, after all; how was he actually exhausted?
Right then, he suddenly remembered something, took out his phone, and dialed a number.
"Old Li, that wood-element kid I mentioned to you before—did you go or not?"
The person on the other end of the line didn't answer immediately. "I forgot."
"???" Zhang Daosheng was dumbfounded.
"People from the Capital went today, so I figured I probably didn't need to go anymore," the man known as Old Li spoke up once more.
Hearing this, Zhang Daosheng fell silent for a moment. "Even though the Capital went over there, I still think you should make a trip."
"There are simply too many geniuses in the Capital, so they likely won't spend too much energy on a support personnel. If you want to nurture a support-type into an Upper Three Realms powerhouse, the financial cost is simply too massive..."
Hearing this, Li Mo weighed things in his mind. It was just as Zhang Daosheng had said.
Even if the Capital recruited Ye Chen, the conditions they offered couldn't possibly be all that generous.
Zhang Daosheng spoke again, "Our school hasn't produced a powerhouse who could stand at the pinnacle of the Human Race in many years..."
"I want to try. Even if the future Ye Chen remains nothing more than support, I hope he can prop up the name of Firmament Academy and become a healing-type 'God'!"
"I want to... make him the Human Race's very first support-type legend!"
Li Mo sucked in a sharp breath of cold air. Of course he understood what Zhang Daosheng meant.
And the person Zhang Daosheng had originally chosen was Lan Lengshuang, but it was a great pity that she hadn't chosen Firmament Academy simply because he was the principal.
"Are you sure..."
"You want to play for stakes this high?!"
Alright, Li Mo, your taciturn persona has completely shattered.
A smile appeared on Zhang Daosheng's face as his tone turned resolute.
"I'm sure."