As spiritual energy revived, I, having acquired certain attributes, gradually ascended to immortalit

Chapter 96 Wild Eighth Grade

"You want more money?"

Shen Qing looked somewhat bewildered. Why did the prestige of this behind-the-scenes force suddenly seem to have dropped?

Although it is common practice for cults to swindle money from ordinary people.

"Nonsense, this is a chance to come into contact with extraordinary abilities. If you could buy it with money, you should be sneaking it!"

Halfway through his sentence, Zhang Yu looked at Shen Qing, his eyes suddenly filled with conflict.

He almost forgot that Shen Qing was penniless. He didn't want Shen Qing to run away because he couldn't afford the membership fee, otherwise all his plans would be ruined.

"You have a high status here?" Shen Qing asked at the opportune moment.

Upon hearing this, Zhang Yu's hesitation vanished instantly, and he raised his chin slightly, becoming even more smug. "Of course, I can speak directly with the Dharma Protector."

Protector of the Dharma.

Shen Qing silently noted down this information; it seemed to be from an important person.

Just as he was considering whether to pay his membership fee first and then apply for reimbursement, Zhang Yu waved his hand and said, "Never mind, I'll pay yours first."

Shen Qing: "?"

Before he could confirm whether he had misheard, he saw Zhang Yu turn around and collect money from each of the students meditating around him.

The amount wasn't large, three hundred yuan per person, all in cash. They were quite shrewd, knowing that online transactions would attract attention.

"Alright, you can cultivate here, just like them, meditate, and draw spiritual energy into your body."

After Zhang Yu returned with the money, he looked at Shen Qing and casually pointed to an empty space before speaking.

"There aren't any cultivation techniques or secret manuals?" Shen Qing asked tentatively.

"You're dreaming." Zhang Yu chuckled. "This is just the beginning. What kind of techniques are there? Let me tell you in advance, this step alone is not easy."

My talent was personally praised by the Protector, and it still took me two weeks to successfully enter the body. As for you—he looked Shen Qing up and down, his eyes full of superiority, "Keep trying, I'm going out for a bit."

Zhang Yu turned and left, a smile unconsciously playing on his lips.

He seemed to already see the scene of Shen Qing obeying him without question before long.

Then he will let Gu Jingshi know how bad her judgment was back then!

After Zhang Yu's figure completely disappeared, Shen Qing looked at the students meditating around him and frowned slightly.

Should we leave it alone for now and wait for a bigger catch?

But these people are clearly not right, and there is some kind of "poisonous gas" nearby. Who knows what harm it will cause if we drag this out.

Without hesitation, Shen Qing quietly slipped out and went to find Chen Chen.

"Notify the captain and the others that there's a situation here that involves the students' safety, but also don't let them enter the woods; it's poisonous there."

The safety of students cannot be ignored.

Since it's not a good idea to play the long game here, let's change our approach and just follow Zhang Yu to raid his stronghold.

in the night.

With her exceptional eyesight and the obvious aura of desire emanating from Zhang Yu, Shen Qing easily found him.

Leaning against the wall, [Gecko Swim] was activated, and he followed a few steps away from him.

Zhang Yu walked until he reached an old alley near the school's commercial street. He looked around to make sure no one was following him before entering the alley.

After turning left and right several times, he stood in front of an old building and knocked on the door in a rhythmic manner.

He then slipped inside.

Shen Qing was standing in front of the first-floor window when she saw him talking to a middle-aged man with a mustache.

Zhang Yu bowed slightly, his attitude very respectful, a stark contrast to his arrogant demeanor just moments before.

"That wild, eighth-rank protector?"

Shen Qing's eyes flashed with surprise. This level of strength would be considered top-notch even within the bureau. If this wasn't an otherworldly visitor like the Corpse Sleeping Path, then this organization must be quite large.

However, regardless of whether it is or not, an eighth-rank official should be considered a high-level position.

Shen Qing didn't act immediately; he wanted to see if the other party could pull out something else.

But after waiting for ten minutes, Zhang Yu left.

The so-called protector had no thoughts at all; he just sat on the sofa counting the banknotes in his hand over and over again.

"Hehe, it's definitely faster to make money by developing downlines. I made over 100,000 in just two weeks."

He started talking to himself, his voice full of excitement.

"This is much faster than when I was a wandering sorcerer deceiving people. And this isn't even deceiving people, since I'm a genuine supernatural being now."

Before he could finish speaking, he suddenly chuckled twice, in a very lewd manner.

"Hand over this part, and hide the rest."

The middle-aged man with a mustache stood up, took the wrapped cash, walked to a pile of miscellaneous items in the corner, suddenly turned around sharply, and shouted, "Who?!"

Shen Qing, who was peering out the window, narrowed his eyes and tensed up instantly. Had he been discovered? Did the other party have detection abilities?

He instinctively wanted to retaliate, but he held back.

The protector waited for two or three seconds, and when he saw that there was no movement, he breathed a sigh of relief, "It's good that no one is here, it's good that no one is here."

"...

Shen Qing realized that this was a trap. This protector was too suspicious; he almost gave himself away.

He continued to wait, but the protector showed no intention of leaving; he simply moved the cash he was going to hand over to another place and hid it.

It seems either there isn't enough money to hand over, or it's not time yet?

Although it's true that you have to cast a long line to catch a big fish, an eighth-rank official is already quite a lot. If left unchecked, who knows how many more people he might harm?

If it's just an ordinary person who comes into contact with cultivation, that's fine; they might even become colleagues in the future.

But this is clearly not a normal approach.

Furthermore, the school's team leader has probably already been deployed, and they'll be exposed sooner or later.

Taking advantage of the moment when the target sat back down on the sofa and was most relaxed, Shen Qing made his move, and with a "bang," the glass shattered.

"Someone's there?!"

The guardian had just turned around when he saw a figure suddenly appear out of nowhere and pounce on him. His eyes widened, and he instinctively wanted to fight back.

No matter how you look at it, he is an eighth-rank expert, which can be considered a master.

But the next moment, with a "crack", his arm was pressed against his back by that figure, and a sharp pain instantly spread throughout his body. It was a fracture.

"Who...who are you?!"

The protector's voice changed, and cold sweat poured down his forehead before he could finally see Shen Qing's appearance clearly.

How could a young man who looked to be only around twenty years old kill him instantly using only his physical strength?

All his ascetic practices over the past few decades and in recent years have gone to waste?

Before Shen Qing could speak, footsteps sounded at the door. Zhang Yu, who had returned for some unknown reason, said, "By the way, Protector—"

Before he could finish speaking, he froze on the spot, his eyes widening instantly and his mouth opening wide.

"You, you!"

Zhang Yu stammered, looking at the situation in the room, unable to utter a complete sentence for a moment.

He simply wanted to come back and ask the Dharma Protector if there were any methods to control people.

As soon as he opened the door, there was the very person he regarded as an honored guest, someone he respected immensely, someone who could easily overturn a car.

At this moment, he was being pinned to the ground like a dead dog by Shen Qing, that poor, ordinary guy he had always looked down on.