Ascension to the Gods

Chapter 320 Her features remained unchanged, her aloofness remained the same.

Night fell.

"Deduction successful: 1 Alliance Coin."

"Your balance: 22 Alliance Coins."

A beep sounds.

Zhou Qinxian, who usually walks to school, felt a pang of heartache upon hearing the sound.

She turned off her identity device, stepped off the public hovercar, and looked towards the school gate.

To save energy, most of the streetlights at the school gate are turned off every night, leaving only the two lampposts in front of the gate on.

It was just past 10 p.m.

The school gates were locked, and it was very quiet inside.

Only behind the distant teaching building, there were bright, visible lights—those were the dormitory buildings for boarding students.

"The door was locked, but it was too late."

Zhou Qinxian bit her lip, looking somewhat flustered.

Tomorrow morning is the mock theory exam.

Her original backpack was torn to shreds by the library security guard and thrown into the trash can.

If I want to review tonight, I'll have to go back to school to get my notes.

"Uncle Zhang, could you please open the door? I left my study materials at school."

Zhou Qinxian walked to the school gate and mustered up her courage to ask.

The door to the security room was pushed open from the inside out.

Old Zhang leaned against the door frame, looking helpless, and said, "The school has a rule that no one is allowed to enter or leave after 10 o'clock."

Zhou Qinxian stood there, her voice pleading, "Uncle Zhang, I'll come out as soon as I get my notes, please let me in."

Old Zhang hesitated for a moment, then shook his head.

He pointed to the overhead monitor and said, "Violating the rules incurs a fine of 50 Alliance Coins, which I can't afford."

Zhou Qinxian followed his gaze and knew he wasn't lying, so she remained silent.

suddenly.

A bright white light pierced through from above.

A luxurious private hovercar swaggered down and stopped at the edge of the school's spiritual energy array.

soon.

The sound of high heels pounding the ground pierced the night, growing ever closer.

"Open the door."

The female teacher wore sunglasses, held her head high, and was accompanied by a fair-skinned boy in a school uniform.

Old Zhang squinted and recognized Zhao Wanting, a teacher at the school. He quickly went to greet her, his expression changing to one of flattery, and said, "Teacher Zhao, don't worry, I'll open the door for you right away."

Zhao Wanting snorted and said, "Why are you opening the door for me? I'm not sleeping here. I'm here to take Zheng Yan back to school."

The fair-skinned boy lowered his head, his face flushed, clearly somewhat embarrassed.

Zhou Qinxian stood in the darkness, trying to shrink her body as much as possible.

Old Zhang was taken aback. He glanced at Zheng Yan and immediately realized what was going on. His smile widened. "Student Zheng Yan, please show me your student card. I'll verify it for you right away."

The fair-skinned young man responded and was about to swipe his card when Zhao Wanting's voice came from behind him: "Zheng Yan, have you forgotten something?"

She stepped forward in her high heels, her tone somewhat displeased.

Zheng Yan snapped out of her daze, her face turning even redder. She turned and walked to Zhao Wanting's side, whispering, "Goodbye, Mom."

Zhao Wanting then reached out and patted the boy's head, saying with satisfaction, "Good boy, go back now."

She wore white gauze gloves and had exquisite crystal sequined nail polish on her hands. When she touched Zheng Yan's head, he couldn't help but tremble all over.

"I never expected that Zheng Yan, who is the class monitor, would be this kind of person."

Standing on the school gate wall, Zhou Qinxian watched this scene and couldn't help but feel nauseous.

soon.

Under Old Zhang's care, Zheng Yan lowered his head and walked into the school, disappearing into the darkness.

Click!

The electronic lock on the school gate was closed again.

Zhou Qinxian dared not make a sound and quietly retreated behind the wall again.

she knows.

There is no such thing as fairness in this world.

But Zhou Qinxian wanted to hide.

Zhao Wanting, however, didn't give her that chance. "Zhou Qinxian, classmate."

The high heels drew closer and stopped at the school gate. Zhao Wanting looked down at the girl in front of her, a playful glint in her eyes. "What are you up to, lurking around the school gate like that?"

Zhou Qinxian gritted her teeth slightly and said, "Teacher Zhao, I want to come back to get my notes."

Zhao Wanting sneered and said, "Don't you know the school rules? No one is allowed to enter or leave after 10 o'clock!"

Zhou Qinxian kept her head down and did not respond.

Looking at the girl's smooth black hair and clean school uniform, Zhao Wanting felt a surge of inexplicable anger and raised her voice, "I'm asking you a question! Are you deaf? What are you pretending to be mute for!"

Her voice was shrill, tearing through the silent night sky.

Hearing her scolding and cursing, Zhou Qinxian couldn't help but clutch the hem of her skirt, tears welling up in her eyes.

Zhao Wanting's anger flared even more, and she said coldly, "You're coming to get the notes at 10 p.m.? You're kidding me!"

"If you really worked that hard, you would have been number one in the grade by now!"

"Just like your father, both of you are pretentious good-for-nothings!"

She got more and more into her rant, her sunglasses perched on her nose, spitting out droplets of saliva!

Below the wall.

Zhou Qinxian suddenly raised her head, tears welling in her eyes, and shoved him hard, saying, "You're not allowed to talk about my father like that!"

Zhao Wanting lost her balance and stumbled backward in her high heels, nearly falling to the ground.

Old Zhang reacted quickly, stepping forward to help her up, managing to grab the edge of her pencil skirt and allowing Zhao Wanting to regain her balance.

"You little bitch, how dare you push me!"

Zhao Wanting flung Old Zhang aside, took off her sunglasses, and stared intently at Zhou Qinxian, her face extremely ugly.

Old Zhang stood to the side, quietly smelling his own hand, a look of reminiscence on his face.

"Bitch!"

Zhao Wanting strode forward, a sinister smile on her face, raised her hand, and slapped Zhou Qinxian with all her might!

Although she disliked cultivation, she still possessed 3% of the cultivation level of the Divine Gift Realm through the accumulation of resources.

They are at least a little better than the average person.

She was caught off guard when Zhou Qinxian pushed her away, which caused her to lose her balance.

But at this moment.

Zhao Wanting held nothing back, using up all her remaining spiritual energy!
If that slap lands squarely...

Zhou Qinxian is an ordinary person who has never experienced divine gifts.

At best, it can cause facial injury, leaving the face disfigured.

In severe cases, it can cause skull fractures and endanger life!

Before the slap even landed, a slight gust of wind from the palm struck, piercing the girl's face!
Zhou Qinxian raised her head, gritted her teeth, and stared intently at Zhao Wanting without flinching!

Beneath her school uniform shirt, she gripped a box cutter tightly in her hand.

This is what Zhou Qinxian quietly took out of her pencil case in the dark.

Zhou Qinxian could endure being insulted in every way.

But she would never tolerate anyone insulting her father!

suddenly.

Time seemed to stand still.

Zhao Wanting's slap stopped in mid-air.

Due to the immense inertia, she was thrown forward!
Zhou Qinxian's eyes widened, her pupils contracted, and she witnessed a scene she would never forget in her life.

A handsome young man dressed in a black robe stood in front of him, his jet-black hair held back with a white jade hair ribbon, his fair skin and exquisite features making him very good-looking.

However, his gaze was indescribably cold.

I only glanced at it.

Zhou Qinxian stood there, stunned, for a long time before she came to her senses.

Are you alright?

The black-robed youth turned to the side and asked softly.

Zhou Qinxian rubbed her eyes hard to make sure what she was seeing was real, and stammered, "Okay, okay."

While talking.

A sudden tremor ran through the depths of her heart.

This young man in black robes was not only handsome, but also had a clear and pleasant voice.

In that instant, the girl's usually calm heart was stirred by unprecedentedly violent ripples.

(End of this chapter)