Slaughter to Prove Your Dao: Unlock the Great Sage Equal to Heaven at the Start!

The noise gradually subsided in the afternoon, like the receding tide.

They saw off the last one, who was beaming with health.

Uncle Zhao kept saying, "Old Chen, you've raised a good son."

Then I watched as the principal and the homeroom teacher left with a sense of satisfaction.

The old, once bustling living room has finally returned to peace.

The coffee table was a mess of cups and plates.

The air still held the aromas of alcohol and food.

Chen Qingshan drank quite a bit, and his face was flushed.

But those eyes shone as brightly as if they were burning.

There was no trace of intoxication, only boundless pride and excitement.

He patted Chen Xing's shoulder forcefully, his voice loud and clear:

"Son, today... Dad is happy! Really happy!"

"Your mother is watching from heaven; she'll definitely be happy!"

His eyes reddened again, but he held it in.

He just grinned.

"You should rest well! Don't think about anything!"

"Dad will stew a pot of pork ribs from Tiebei Mountain for you tonight, to nourish you up!"

"Look at you, your injuries haven't fully healed yet..."

"Dad, I'm fine, my wound is almost healed."

Chen Xing helped his father sit down and poured him a cup of hot water.

Chen Qingshan is getting old, and his body can't handle drinking too much.

Chen Qingshan took the water glass and looked at his son's calm and composed face.

A thousand words stuck in my throat, but in the end, they all boiled down to one sentence:

"Okay, okay, it's good that you're alright."

"Go and rest, Dad will clean up."

Chen Xing nodded and turned to go back to his room.

Let the father calm down on his own.

Just as I reached the door, I heard a soft sound outside again.

A tentative knock on the door.

笃.

Knock knock.

Chen Xing stopped and turned to open the door.

Zhang Wei and Liu Yang were standing outside the door.

There were four or five other Chen Xings who looked somewhat familiar.

But I can't recall the names of the students in Class 7 of Senior Three.

They all had bandage marks on their bodies, and gauze was pasted on their faces and hands.

They had clearly suffered injuries during the exam, but at this moment everyone's eyes were shining.

His face betrayed barely suppressed excitement.

And... a touch of gratitude and restraint.

Seeing Chen Xing open the door, Zhang Wei was the first to step forward.

This boy, who is usually quite active in class, was rubbing his hands together at this moment.

His face showed obvious embarrassment and unease.

He even stuttered a little when he spoke:

"Brother Xing... um, we, a few of us... we heard... it was you..."

Before he could finish speaking, Liu Yang, whose eyes were slightly red, interrupted him.

His voice was choked with emotion:

"Brother Xing! It really is you!"

"We were in exam room 001, and we were almost at our breaking point during those last few hours."

"The number of monsters around us is increasing, and we're hiding in a basement, thinking we're definitely going to be eliminated..."

The person next to him was wearing glasses.

The boy with his arm in a sling excitedly added:

"Then, for some reason, things suddenly went into chaos outside!"

"So many monsters, injured and terrified, are running around everywhere!"

"Some of them crashed right near where we were hiding!"

"At first we thought it was a trap, but then we mustered up the courage to go out."

"We discovered that all the monsters were indeed injured, and they were running in a panic, some even trampling each other!"

"We...we just got a bargain."

Zhang Wei finally calmed down and looked at Chen Xing.

His eyes were filled with gratitude and admiration.

"We killed dozens of heavily wounded Tier 1 monsters, and together we took down six lame Tier 2 lower-rank Ironhide Boars..."

"In the end, everyone on our team scored over fifty points! Liu Yang scored the highest with 61 points!"

Fifty-something points is insignificant to Chen Xing.

But for players like Zhang Wei and Liu Yang, whose talent is average...

His strength is only at the lower end of the first realm.

For students who might otherwise struggle to even pass, this is like a windfall!

That's enough for them to get into a decent first-tier military academy and completely change their fate!

Liu Yang wiped his eyes, his voice trembling with tears:

"Later, later we saw it from afar... Brother Xing, it's you!"

"You, all alone, carrying a stick, will fight your way through our area."

"Following behind them was a large group of terrified, severely wounded demonic beasts..."

"We just found out that you were the one who brought those monsters here!"

The boy with glasses nodded vigorously:

"Yes! Brother Xing, we all saw it!"

"You must have seen us hiding there, right?"

"You deliberately drove the monsters this way to give us a way out!"

Several classmates stared at Chen Xing with eager eyes.

Chen Xing looked at their genuine gratitude and the bandaged wounds on their bodies, and remained silent for a few seconds.

He did notice a few familiar faces during the final clearing process.

The faint scent of the class was hidden in that basement.

He happened to be clearing that area at the time, and he took the opportunity to drive away the panicked and fleeing monsters.

The site was cleared, and these alumni were given a chance.

For him, it was just a small favor, and he didn't even think about it.

"It was just something I did."

Chen Xing spoke in a flat tone, as if he were saying that the weather was nice today.

"After you get into Wuhan University, cultivate diligently and don't bring shame to Shenzhen."

"Yes, Brother Xing!"

Several classmates spoke in unison, their faces flushed with excitement.

Chen Xing's unassuming demeanor, in their eyes, only served to highlight his hidden merits and fame.

Zhang Wei mustered his courage and patted his chest:

"Brother Xing, if you need anything in the future, just let me know!"

"Although we lack strength, we're more than capable of running errands, doing odd jobs, and gathering intelligence!"

"We know this place in Shenzhen like the back of our hand!"

Chen Xing looked at Zhang Wei's serious expression and the corners of his mouth curved into a barely perceptible smile.

He waved his hand:

"Alright, I understand. Go back now and take good care of your injuries."

"Hey! Goodbye, Brother Xing!"

"Brother Xing, you should get some rest!"

A group of people were satisfied and filled with boundless hope.

They left quietly, yet unable to hide their excitement.

The stairwell echoed with their barely suppressed cheers and whispers.

"Brother Xing is so handsome!"

"Damn, I can brag about this for the rest of my life: I was classmates with the top scorer in the national college entrance exam, and he even saved my life!"

"Shh—keep your voice down, don't disturb Brother Xing's rest!"

Chen Xing shook his head and closed the door.

Just as I was about to sit down and have a drink of water, I heard another series of steady and rapid footsteps in the hallway.

It came closer and closer, stopping in front of its own door.

This time, the knock was steady and forceful.

It has a certain rhythm.

Chen Xing raised an eyebrow, and Chen Qingshan also came out of the bedroom upon hearing the sound.

The father and son exchanged a glance.

Chen Xing stepped forward and opened the door.

There were seven or eight people standing outside the door.

They were all dressed in well-tailored dark gray suits.

His aura was restrained yet sharp, and his eyes were piercing.

The leader was a man in his early thirties.

He is handsome.

A young man with a refined and scholarly demeanor, yet possessing an undeniable sharpness.

The association badge on his chest was a striking blood diamond color.

Behind him were several others also wearing association uniforms.

The middle-aged man, whose aura was not weak, stood with his hands at his sides, his attitude respectful.

Chen Qingshan noticed the group of people, especially the badges on their chests that represented the high-ranking members of the Demon Hunting Association.

He paused for a moment, then said, "This is...?"

The young man in the lead had a perfectly appropriate expression on his face.

With a warm and inviting smile, she gave Chen Qingshan a slight bow.

The attitude was very humble, and the tone was polite and respectful:

"Hello Uncle Chen, I apologize for bothering you."

"I am Fang Ming, the vice president of the Shenzhen Monster Hunting Association."

"I have come specifically to visit Chen Xing and congratulate him on achieving the top score in the national martial arts exam."

Fang Ming, the vice president of the Demon Hunting Association?

Chen Qingshan's heart skipped a beat.

This is a truly important figure in Shenzhen!

A Blood Diamond-level demon hunter, a peak expert of the Fifth Realm.

It is said that his background is unfathomable, and he is usually elusive.

Today, they actually came to visit in person.

Why are they being so polite to this old demon hunter?

"President Fang? Please come in! My home is a bit messy, please don't mind!"

Chen Qingshan quickly stepped aside to make way.

"Uncle Chen, you're too kind."

Fang Ming smiled and nodded, leading the group into the living room.

His gaze was fixed from the moment he entered the room.

The gaze fell upon Chen Xing, who was looked up and down.

His eyes flashed with a sharp light, as if he wanted to see right through him.

Chen Xing calmly returned the gaze of one of the leaders of the Deep City Demon Hunting Association.

The aura of someone at the peak of the Fifth Realm is as deep and profound as the sea.

Yet it is perfectly understated, giving people an invisible sense of pressure.

But Chen Xing was under the other party's gaze.

Yet he showed no discomfort, standing ramrod straight with a calm gaze.

"I've long admired the name of Chen Xing, a Black Iron-level demon hunter."

Fang Ming spoke first, with a warm smile.

But a hint of amazement lingered deep in his eyes.

"Meeting you today, I can see your extraordinary bearing; a hero emerges from among the young."

He paused, his gaze sweeping over Chen Xing carefully.

His tone carried a hint of disbelief:

"If I'm not mistaken, Chen Xing is now... at the peak of the second realm?"

The living room fell silent instantly upon hearing this.

Chen Qingshan gasped and looked sharply at his son.

The association's senior members behind Fang Ming also showed surprise.

His gaze was fixed on Chen Xing, as if trying to confirm Fang Ming's words.

The martial arts exam has just ended, and this eighteen-year-old boy has reached the peak of the second realm?

How is that possible?

Even for an SS-level genius, reaching the upper level of the second realm at this age is rare.

That's already shocking!