Aunt Hong was Yan Gang's wife, and thus Yan Qingqing's mother.
Qi Yuan smiled. "Uncle Yan, I just received my scholarship. How about we eat out?"
Yan Gang laughed and scolded him. "You start wasting money the moment you have some. Your Aunt Hong cooks better than those professional chefs. Eating at home is much better."
Qi Yuan did not argue and followed Yan Gang home.
"Little Yuan is here! Come in, sit down!"
Aunt Hong looked dignified and gracious, with an air of refinement. She had often looked after Qi Yuan in the past, too!
The three ate, drank, and chatted about everyday matters.
"As it happens, I'm leading the team to the Planetary Space tomorrow."
"Don't leave tonight. Your sister Qingqing's room is empty anyway, so stay here!"
As the head of the grade, Yan Gang was responsible for leading the team to the entrance of the Planetary Space tomorrow.
It was said to be in a very desolate stretch of countryside where three cities met.
Qi Yuan shook his head. "I need to go home and make some preparations. I'll be there on time tomorrow, Uncle Yan."
Yan Gang did not insist. He simply continued, "After you come out of the Planetary Space, there will be a Martial Trial."
"Those who perform exceptionally well in the Martial Trial won't need to take this year's college entrance exam. Instead, one of the elite universities will admit them directly without an entrance exam."
"That's how your sister Qingqing got into Yudu University."
Qi Yuan paused slightly. "A Martial Trial?"
Yan Gang nodded. "The rules of the Martial Trial change every year, but apparently all the elite universities and major families pay attention to it."
"Make sure you do well, Little Yuan!"
Night fell.
Following his memories, Qi Yuan set off on the road home.
Although the original owner's parents had died, they had left him a courtyard house.
It was not far from Shangcheng No. 1 Middle School, either.
It was only a twenty-minute walk.
As he passed the entrance to an alley.
Qi Yuan suddenly stopped.
Then his eyes flickered. "Looks like someone has come to deliver experience to me."
At the far end of the alley, two figures suddenly appeared, one fat and one thin.
One of them abruptly accelerated, shooting toward Qi Yuan as though flying.
"Die, you little brat!"
Qi Yuan merely felt that the voice sounded somewhat familiar.
Although he did not know Sensory Ninjutsu, he soon guessed the identity of one of them.
Zhou Tong.
The teacher from Shangcheng No. 1 Middle School whom he had humiliated that morning.
Zhou Tong had his face covered, as though that could fool anyone.
His hands rapidly formed hand seals. "Wind Release: Gale Palm!"
The air around Qi Yuan seemed to swirl as a fierce gust of palm wind swept toward him.
With a savage look in his eyes, Zhou Hua drove his palm toward Qi Yuan's chest.
"I only meant to punish you a little, but who knew you'd offended the Yang Family, too?"
"Then you can't blame your teacher for being ruthless, can you?"
But he soon sensed that something was wrong.
A powerful arm suddenly caught the hand pressed against Qi Yuan.
"Is this all you've got?"
Cold sweat broke out on Zhou Tong's face, and disbelief immediately appeared in his expression.
This brat became a ninja long ago, and he isn't even a Level One Ninja?
But before he could recover his senses, excruciating pain surged through his entire body.
"My dear Teacher Zhou, coming to visit your student so late at night—I'm almost touched!"
Qi Yuan was barehanded, but his fist seemed to carry a thousand pounds of force as it slammed straight into Zhou Hua's abdomen.
Then, with a violent twist, it plunged into Zhou Hua's chest cavity.
Blood spattered all over the ground.
"Congratulations, host, on suppressing Zhou Tong. Reward: 20 Enhancement Points."
The other man froze for a moment.
By the time he reacted, Qi Yuan was already beside him and had effortlessly seized him by the throat.
"You're just two Level Two Ninjas. Who gave you the courage to come kill me?"
These two seemed to have only just reached Level Two.
Qi Yuan could easily kill them instantly even without opening the Eight Gates of Limitless.
But looking at it from their perspective, no one would have expected a student in his final year of high school to be this powerful.
"L-let me go. I'll tell you..."
Before he finished speaking, his eyes suddenly met Qi Yuan's.
"Demonic Illusion: Shackling Stakes Technique!"
"Who ordered you? Who are your accomplices?!"
This genjutsu was extremely effective for interrogation. A mere Level Two Ninja could not withstand it at all.
"I-it was Yang San. He's at..."
Before long, Qi Yuan abruptly tightened his grip, and the man let out a wretched scream!
"Congratulations, host, on suppressing Yang Shiwu. Reward: 20 Enhancement Points." "Detected that the host has obtained 40 Enhancement Points within five minutes. Additional reward: 40 Enhancement Points."
I now have nearly 400 Enhancement Points that I haven't used!
Just how much chakra affinity do the eighth and ninth levels of the Planetary Space require?
Qi Yuan had thought he would feel very uncomfortable killing for the first time, but after actually doing it, it was nothing much.
Under cover of darkness, he turned down two streets, carrying the two bodies, and casually tossed them into a trash bin.
After all, he was merely a poor high school senior. Who would believe he had done this?
Still, a dark and windy night is the perfect time. Revenge shouldn't wait until tomorrow!
Qi Yuan strode swiftly into the distance.
One kilometer away from him.
A woman dressed in black clothes and a black hat had been watching in this direction for a long time.
Beneath her black hat was a pair of pure white eyes that looked extremely unusual, though the bulging veins around them spoiled some of their beauty.
Anyone who saw them would surely cry out in astonishment.
This was none other than the Byakugan, a visual jutsu among the Upper Kekkei Genkai.
Even now, the woman still found it somewhat unbelievable.
What happened? I haven't checked on this kid for a while, and he's already started killing people?
Qi Yuan's practiced disposal of the bodies resembled that of an old hand. Even she found it terrifying to watch.
As expected of my sister's son. Even I misjudged him before.
The woman could not make sense of it. She had practically watched Qi Yuan grow up.
She had thought he would spend his life as an ordinary person, just as before, never expecting to witness this scene today.
His strength, and his nerve when it came to killing, were utterly unimaginable.
That isn't the way home. Could he be...
The woman's expression changed again, and she followed Qi Yuan.
Deep in the outskirts of Shangcheng.
Several burly, bare-chested men were drinking.
"Brother San, are you in a bad mood today?"
Yang San slammed his cup onto the table and cursed viciously. "It's all because of that Qi Yuan. He actually fooled me for all these years."
"That little brat always acted so timid. I never expected him to have been hiding his talent all along."
"Don't be angry, Brother San. I reckon Fifteen has already killed him by now."
"Brother San, if you ask me, we should have eliminated the threat back then. He was only a kid without a father or mother, after all."
Yang San spat. "What do you take our Yang Family for? We're a kindhearted family, aren't we?"
The men roared with laughter, the mantis shrimp tattooed on their chests quivering.
"Drink! Let's drink!"
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