Ways to Obtain Resources

From Wu Changkong's arrival to his departure with Li Qingxun, less than five minutes had passed.

Li Qingxun was genuinely stunned by Wu Changkong's actions.

The man before him was remarkably decisive.

He had thought Wu Changkong might compromise or get drawn into an argument, but Wu Changkong had wasted no time.

Once he was certain those people would not listen to reason, he had simply crushed them with his Soul Power until they had no choice but to comply.

Now, outside the Teaching Building, the two walked along a path. Wu Changkong glanced at Li Qingxun.

Seeing the boy watching him curiously, his expression stayed unchanged, but he turned his head slightly to look into the distance.

"They probably won't dare trouble you again. Still, just in case, be careful for a while."

"If they come after you again, tell me immediately. I'll handle it."

Wu Changkong spoke softly. Li Qingxun listened and nodded with unusual obedience.

Wu Changkong said nothing more at the sight and led him back to the Athletic Field.

The other three had finished running and were sitting there resting.

When they saw the two return, curiosity showed in all three pairs of eyes.

But as they looked at Li Qingxun, Tang Wulin, Xie Xie, and Gu Yue alike had no idea what to say.

While the two had been gone, Tang Wulin had told Gu Yue and Xie Xie roughly what had happened.

Xie Xie had been the most shocked to hear that Li Qingxun had single-handedly gravely injured all three.

After all, the Martial Soul Fusion Skill Wang Jinxi and Zhang Yangzi had unleashed was extremely powerful.

Even they had struggled to deal with it back then, yet the boy had overcome it so easily.

That alone showed just how strong Li Qingxun was.

As the two returned, the three who had been chattering away suddenly fell silent.

Wu Changkong walked over, swept his gaze across them, and led them back to class.

The morning's lessons passed quickly. They only had classes in the morning; the afternoon was free, and Combat Training awaited them that evening.

After class ended, they had the afternoon to themselves. Li Qingxun ate a simple meal in the cafeteria.

Then he went straight back to his dorm room and sat cross-legged.

He reached out with his consciousness. In his spiritual sea, the illusory figure of a middle-aged man appeared.

Li Qingxun nodded at Toji Fushiguro, then asked, "Did you find those five people?"

"No. They all arranged transfers. They've probably left Eastsea City."

"But I found the Tang Sect branch. It's on the outskirts of the East District."

"I took a look around inside, too."

"I don't know how strength is ranked here, but in a fight to the death, no one inside is stronger than me."

As Toji Fushiguro spoke, he rubbed his palm.

Being without a weapon bothered him.

But even with no weapon at all, he was still the Heavenly Restriction Tyrant, possessed of terrifying, unparalleled destructive power.

Hearing that Wang Jinxi, Zhang Yangzi, Wei Xiaofeng, and their parents had left so quickly, Li Qingxun felt killing intent gather in his eyes.

Then it slowly faded. If the three were still in Eastsea City, he would have had no qualms about secretly sending Toji Fushiguro to kill them all.

That would have settled matters once and for all. But now that they had left, finding them would be difficult.

It would be like fishing for a needle in the sea. Under the circumstances, there was no need.

Li Qingxun sighed, his eyes turning thoughtful.

He was weighing whether to strike at the Tang Sect immediately. It would be a little hasty, but it would not disrupt his plans much.

And striking early would naturally benefit him.

"Now that you've confirmed it, tomorrow night. Go test them tomorrow night."

"It doesn't really matter if your identity is exposed. No one knows you're connected to me. All I need are their resources."

As Li Qingxun spoke, he raised his hand. A wisp of illusory light gathered on the white-and-blue ring he wore.

It formed a golden ring, which floated away and quickly merged into Toji Fushiguro's body.

A golden ring appeared in Toji Fushiguro's mind.

At the same time, a connection swiftly formed between the ring and his body.

Toji Fushiguro listened to Li Qingxun and sensed what the ring could do, then nodded.

His fingers rubbed together slightly, but his expression remained calm.

As his figure slowly vanished, Li Qingxun opened his eyes in the real world.

Once he robbed the Tang Sect, certain consequences would be unavoidable.

The Tang Sect would never let it go. They would retaliate against Toji Fushiguro without question.

But that would have nothing to do with Li Qingxun. He only needed the resources.

Even if Toji Fushiguro was killed, he could be revived, so Li Qingxun was not particularly worried.

As he thought, Li Qingxun raised his hand again, and several Pills appeared in it.

He still had some Pills in reserve, but the supply was limited.

If not for the mysteries of his ring, he would have had nowhere to store any Pills at all.

After all, however potent a Pill was, it could not survive ten thousand years without decaying.

The only exceptions were the legendary God Level Pills and Treasure-Level Pills meant for those at Super Douluo level or above.

For any other Pills, surviving that long was extremely difficult.

Though Li Qingxun possessed some resources, the amount was not large—only enough to support his current cultivation.

In his previous life, his Clone had become a god and taken Huo Yuhao's place as the God of Emotion, but he had only been a First-Level God.

Between Tang San's presence and his efforts to preserve Wang Dong'er's consciousness, he had paid a heavy price.

In those circumstances, he had ascended to the Divine Realm in a hurry. The resources he could leave his original body had been limited.

That was why Li Qingxun had been so eager to find resources after his awakening.

His Fantasy Dragon inheritance was immensely powerful, but resources were essential if the Fantasy Dragon was to reach full maturity.

He needed countless times more resources than an ordinary person.

That meant Li Qingxun could never obtain enough resources and Pills through normal means. He had to resort to methods this extreme.

Just as Li Qingxun was about to put a Pill in his mouth, a light breeze blew his window open.

The gust came so suddenly—especially inside his room—that Li Qingxun was caught off guard.

As the window swung open, a pair of fair-skinned hands gripped the windowsill. A figure stepped through.

She climbed straight into his dorm room.

Li Qingxun stared blankly at Gu Yue.

Gu Yue was in a terrible state.

She held one hand to her head. Her normally calm black eyes had become purple, their pupils narrowed to vertical slits.

A towering killing intent gathered in her gaze, then her expression gradually grew conflicted.

Seeing Li Qingxun stare at her in bewilderment, Gu Yue gritted her teeth.

She clenched them so hard she bit through her lip, and drops of blood ran down the corner of her mouth.

Gu Yue kept her eyes fixed on Li Qingxun. The killing intent in them gave way to conflict, then confusion. Suddenly, she raised her hand.

She struck her own forehead with her palm, then collapsed to the floor.