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    She?

    Shen Ye’s sleepiness vanished instantly. He pondered for a few breaths and chose to answer the call.

    Immediately, a stunning beauty appeared on the card.

    She was wearing a white dress and walking on a rugged and dangerous mountain path.

    The moonlight spilled on her long hair, reflecting the soft contours of her cheeks and her ethereal eyes.

    “Brother Shen Ye,” the girl smiled.

    “Song Qingyun?” Shen Ye asked.

    “Yes,” the girl replied while looking at the road ahead, “I already know about that matter. I’m very sorry, it wasn’t my intention.”

    “Oh?” Shen Ye uttered.

    “In short, things are completely different from what you think, and I don’t like you,” Song Qingyun said.

    “But things don’t seem to be matching what you said,” Shen Ye uttered again.

    At this moment, Song Qingyun seemed to have reached the peak of a mountain.

    Beside her, a soft whisper could be heard, as if her companions were discussing something in low voices.

    Song Qingyun, however, ignored them and did not respond to Shen Ye’s words.

    She just looked at the boundless sea of clouds, as if comprehending something.

    After a moment.

    She finally revealed a slight smile and casually said:

    “I am on Garana Mystic Feather Peak, seeking the Heavenly Dao and cultivating myself. I never intended to cause you any trouble.”

    “But this matter indeed needs an explanation.”

    “Then let’s make it the day after tomorrow.”

    “The day after tomorrow night is the joint welcoming party for the three schools. We will meet then.”

    “I will tell you the truth of the matter.”

    “How do you feel about that?”

    “Why not tell me now?” Shen Ye asked.

    “There’s no proof for many things right now. Would you believe me if I told you?” Song Qingyun asked.

    Indeed.

    “Okay, then I’ll see you the day after tomorrow night,” Shen Ye said.

    “By the way, no matter what else happens, I’m truly grateful that you saved my life when I was a child. I hope that after the truth of this matter comes out, we can still be friends.”

    After Song Qingyun finished speaking, she smiled lightly and ended the call.

    —Truly carefree.

    A faint doubt arose in Shen Ye’s heart.

    Could there be some other twists and turns in this matter?

    His mind was filled with chaotic thoughts. One moment he felt that since she was so open, there must be some hidden truth; the next moment he recalled the tens of thousands of corpses in the hotel; and the continuous chase and difficulties from the aristocratic families during the examination. All these kept surfacing.

    He fell asleep after a short while.

    Daybreak.

    Morning.

    Drill ground.

    Everyone stood still.

    They had to stand for two hours this morning.

    The first hour.

    Stand still.

    The second hour.

    Each person stood holding a tomb-suppressing pillar.

    —The pillar was as tall as a man, inscribed with ancient script that was completely unintelligible, and occasionally emitted low whispers.

    “Everyone, hold your pillars tight!”

    Officer Wu, with his hands behind his back, walked around and shouted, “I heard that you all were cursed when you arrived.”

    “This tomb-suppressing pillar is best at suppressing curses, and I had it specially allocated last night.”

    “Cherish it well—if you don’t hold it tight and it falls, you’ll have to stand again, and the time will be doubled!”

    Since he said so, no one dared to object.

    Everyone had witnessed the horror of curses.

    So everyone held their pillars tightly and stood silently on the drill ground, waiting for time to pass.

    Zhang Xiaoyi, with dark circles under his eyes, looked back.

    Shen Ye, having eaten and slept well, was now full of energy, holding the pillar, listening to the whispers from the pillar.

    “Hey, Shen Ye, why didn’t you get up for the morning run last night?” Zhang Xiaoyi whispered.

    “Why should I get up? No one called me,” Shen Ye said in surprise.

    He was genuinely tired yesterday and fell asleep as soon as he lay down.

    He slept dreamlessly through the night.

    When he woke up in the morning, someone had already sent him a food box.

    He brushed his teeth, washed his face, ate, and even soaked in a hot spring for a while before coming to the drill ground with a soldier.

    Everything was normal, he hadn’t heard about a night run.

    Zhang Xiaoyi rolled his eyes upon hearing this.

    It turned out that the instructor hadn’t called him for the night run at all!

    How could this be!

    Even the aristocratic scions were dragged out of bed, thrown onto the drill ground, and ordered to run with the team.

    Why could you sleep?

    “Shen Ye, my Brother Ye—does your Hun Tian Sect still recruit people?” Guo Yunye asked from the side.

    All the surrounding students pricked up their ears.

    Shen Ye also thought about it seriously.

    If he wanted to participate in the assessment, he would need that human figurine.

    The human figurine, when it was still usable, hadn’t been maintained for a millennium, and it creaked when it moved.

    He had even cut it in half.

    —There’s no such assessment anymore, right?

    “I don’t know either, it’s probably hopeless, but you can ask Yang Yingzhen later,” Shen Ye said.

    Everyone was disappointed and remained silent.

    Shen Ye continued to hold the pillar and listen to the sounds from within.

    —This pillar was quite interesting; if one listened carefully, they could hear the conversations of the craftsmen who built it.

    He even heard two craftsmen fighting and cursing.

    After a while, the sounds of fighting disappeared.

    Then, the whispered sweet nothings of a male and female craftsman dating emerged.

    Officer Wu’s voice rang out again:

    “From today onwards, you will suppress curses every morning.”

    “In the afternoon, you will all attend your respective vocational classes. If you fail the assessment by the end of the training camp—”

    “Then, you will lose this profession and can only restart from the lowest miner profession.”

    “Of course, that will be after the official start of school.”

    These words made everyone nervous.

    The pressure of academics once again descended upon everyone.

    Originally, this was something they would face after happily spending the summer vacation and formally entering high school.

    But what happened in Yunshan Port disrupted everything.

    “Ah Yi, how’s the battle in Yunshan Port?” Shen Ye asked.

    Zhang Xiaoyi shook his head, indicating that he didn’t know.

    Right.

    He was also from an ordinary family, so his information wasn’t that well-informed.

    “Xiao Mengyu,” Shen Ye whispered, “How exactly was the battle in Yunshan Port?”

    “It just ended an hour ago.”

    Xiao Mengyu’s tone carried an imperceptible tension: “I heard that the one attached to Zhao Yibing was an otherworldly deity, who directly summoned a powerful ‘anomaly’ to descend.”

    “Then what? Did we win?” Shen Ye couldn’t help but ask.

    “Yes, all the nearby powerhouses were transferred there. I heard that if we couldn’t win… the whole world would probably have to be mobilized,” Xiao Mengyu said.

    Shen Ye let out a long sigh of relief, then couldn’t help but feel a lingering fear.

    What if the whole world mobilized and still couldn’t win?

    He didn’t dare to think about it.

    But…

    He had a feeling that the guy who possessed Zhao Yibing wouldn’t be killed so easily.

    As this thought crossed his mind, Shen Ye lowered his head and looked at his palm.

    The crimson vertical stripes were still there.

    There were a total of six vertical stripes, which looked unremarkable, but if one stared at them, they would find strands of bloody light emanating from them.

    The duel in six days was still on!

    She wasn’t dead!

    Since the bet was still valid, whether it was this demon god or her subordinate Skinner, they should both be alive and well.

    But what was she doing?

    Why blow up Yunshan Port?

    Shen Ye suddenly remembered something.

    Back in the Maple Forest Hotel, he had used Gloom Whisper to break the Skinner’s Blood Curse.

    The Skinner needed dead people to exert its powerful strength.

    —Could it be that its master killed them all!

    “Yunshan Port… weren’t any people rescued? At least some people should have been saved.”

    Shen Ye asked.

    Xiao Mengyu’s eyes flickered, and she lowered her voice:

    “According to Kunlun’s decision, the Human Martial Arts Group was responsible for rescuing people in Yunshan Port, the Predator Equipment Research Institute was responsible for transporting personnel to evacuate, and Eternal Life Technology was responsible for treatment; while the major aristocratic families were responsible for the fighting.”

    Shen Ye was slightly taken aback.

    “This arrangement seems to be a bit unfair to those aristocratic families. Didn’t they object?”

    “Of course, there were objections, but Kunlun stated clearly that this was caused by a few aristocratic families, and they were directly responsible, so they had to engage in direct combat.”

    “Kunlun doesn’t seem to be able to control aristocratic families, right?”

    “Right, but the situation was critical at the time. If any aristocratic families didn’t accept the emergency military order, the subsequent condemnation from all sides would cause them even greater losses, so they had no choice but to go to the battlefield reluctantly.”

    “What was the result?” Shen Ye asked.

    “Many ordinary people were rescued—at least half survived, but the fighting aristocratic families suffered heavy casualties. Finally, they managed to eliminate that disaster.” Xiao Mengyu’s tone carried an inexplicable sense of satisfaction.

    Shen Ye also breathed a sigh of relief.

    But the matter did not end so simply.

    Shen Ye looked at Xiao Mengyu, and found that Xiao Mengyu was also looking at him.

    —The Skinner also had a grudge with Xiao Mengyu.

    He still had to remind her.

    “I remembered something.”

    Shen Ye whispered.

    “Me too, you go first,” Xiao Mengyu said.

    “That guy knows resurrection techniques… The Skinner was resurrected by it.”

    Shen Ye said tentatively.

    Xiao Mengyu looked at him and nodded gently.

    Both of them were a little unsure.

    Resurrection…

    Since the other party could resurrect, this matter was far from over.

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