Replace me as the top scholar? Go talk to my Marshal Grandpa!

Chapter 78 1 roadside

Both plates of meat exuded a rich aroma and a palpable energy surge.

The moment the meat was served, it immediately attracted the attention of everyone around.

"Holy crap! That's... Thunder Flood Dragon meat? A Tier 3 beast?!"

"And there's also Meteorite Elephant Meat! Also Tier 3!"

"How much does this cost? I think it's around 70,000 or 80,000 yuan per kilogram?"

"That plate must weigh at least ten pounds, right? That's worth at least seven or eight hundred thousand!"

"Are you crazy? Seven or eight hundred thousand for one meal?!"

Discussions rose and fell.

Countless eyes were focused on Wang Xian and Qin Chong.

There was amazement, curiosity, envy, and... jealousy.

"Who are these two? How come they're so rich?"

"I don't know, I've never seen him before. Maybe he's from a prominent family."

"What's the use of money? So much beast meat, how terrifying must the energy be? Can they handle it?"

"Exactly, it would be ridiculous if they ate it all and then exploded and died."

Wang Xian completely ignored the surrounding discussions.

Qin Chong didn't even listen.

His eyes were already fixed on the plate of Thunder Dragon Beast meat.

"Little fairy...is this...safe to eat?"

Wang Xian smiled:

"Eat."

As soon as he finished speaking, Qin Chong grabbed a large piece of meat and stuffed it into his mouth.

He chewed heartily, his eyes growing brighter and brighter.

"Delicious!!! Little fairy, this is so delicious!!!"

He shouted as he grabbed another piece and wolfed it down.

Wang Xian looked at him, smiled, and shook her head.

Then, he picked up a piece of Meteor Demon Elephant meat and took a bite.

The moment the meat entered the mouth, a rich spiritual energy spread out.

The spiritual energy was gentle and pure, merging into his body, seeping into his meridians, and finally slowly flowing into his dantian.

Wang Xian's eyes lit up.

The energy contained in this meat is indeed astonishingly high.

If you can eat this kind of meat every day, even without cultivating, your cultivation level will gradually increase.

No wonder the meat of exotic beasts is so sought after.

The two were eating when suddenly—

Two figures appeared in front of their table.

"Hey, friend."

A voice rang out, tinged with a hint of frivolity:

"There's so much meat, can you all finish it? How about... we brothers share some, just to make friends, what do you say?"

Wang Xian frowned slightly and raised her head.

Standing before me were two young men.

One was rather burly, with a malicious smile on his face. The other was slightly more refined, dressed smartly, with a faint smile on his lips, and looked very confident.

Judging from their appearance, the two should also be freshmen.

Wang Xian put down the meat in her hand, her tone indifferent:

Whether we can finish it or not is our business.

He paused, his gaze sweeping over the two of them:

"If you want to beg, go somewhere else."

These words instantly ignited the burly young man's anger.

He slammed his hand on the table, pointed at Wang Xian, and cursed:

"What the hell did you say?! We want to be friends with you, and you're treating us like beggars?!"

He became increasingly angry as he spoke:

"What do you mean?!"

Wang Xian didn't even lift his eyelids: "You mean get lost."

He paused, then added:

"Can't understand?"

"you--!"

The burly young man was enraged and was about to make a move.

But the refined young man next to him reached out and stopped him.

The refined young man looked at Wang Xian and chuckled:

"Friend, my brother isn't good with words, but he's here with the intention of making friends."

"You're going a bit too far by saying that about him."

He paused, his tone still gentle:

"Okay, I'll apologize to you on behalf of my brother. And you, for my sake, will apologize to my brother too. Then we'll consider this matter over. How about it?"

Wang Xian glanced at him.

This person speaks gently, has a polite smile, and seems very well-mannered.

But Wang Xian could see clearly what was hidden in those eyes.

Wang Xian smiled slightly:

"Oh? May I ask who you are, that you have such great influence?"

The refined young man smiled slightly and said modestly:

"I am Li Sheng, a member of the Li family of Jinyuan, and this year's top scholar in Jinyuan Province."

These words immediately drew gasps of surprise from those around them.

"Holy crap! The Li family of Jinyuan?!"

"That Jin Yuan Li family? Are they very famous?"

"Famous? Extremely famous!"

Some people started explaining the science:

"The Li family of Jinyuan is a powerful family with a 300-year-old lineage in Jinyuan Province! They are incredibly strong and have countless experts!"

"What they're most famous for is their family's secret technique—the art of summoning spirits!"

"Summoning magic? What's that?"

"It's said to be a secret technique that can summon the spirits of ancestors to possess you! Once used, your strength will skyrocket! It's terrifying!"

"Holy crap, that's amazing?"

"Therefore, the Li family of Jinyuan is the true overlord of Jinyuan Province!"

Li Sheng heard all the discussions around him.

The corners of his mouth turned up slightly.

He enjoyed the feeling of being respected.

He looked at Wang Xian, waiting for the other to show an expression of surprise, awe, or panic.

But Wang Xian's expression remained unchanged.

He said calmly:

"What Li family or Lin family? Never heard of them."

He paused, a hint of disdain in his voice: "Most likely just some random roadside dog. It doesn't deserve my respect."

Li Sheng's face instantly darkened.

He stared at Wang Xian, his voice becoming low:

"Friend, insulting my family is going too far."

Wang Xian lowered his eyes and calmly uttered a single word:

"three……"

Li Sheng clenched his fists, barely suppressing his anger:

"Does it really have to get this bad?"

"two……"

Li Sheng's brother, Wu Shang, couldn't hold back any longer and pointed at Wang Xian, cursing:

"Kid, don't push your luck!"

Wang Xian raised her eyelids and glanced at him.

Then, he said to Qin Chong beside him:

"Daichongzi, get them out of our sight."

Qin Chong was gnawing on meat when he heard Wang Xian's words and paused for a moment.

Then, he made two "oh" sounds, put down the meat in his hand, and stood up.

He is 2.1 meters tall, with a muscular build like an iron tower.

His mere presence alone exuded an immense sense of oppression.

Wu Shang subconsciously took a step back.

But he quickly regained his footing and gave a cold laugh:

"What's the use of being big? It looks good but is useless!"

Li Sheng looked at Qin Chong, but his heart was filled with joy.

He was waiting for the other party to make the first move.

The task that Young Master Long gave him was to teach this guy, whose identity he didn't know yet, a lesson.

But if he directly resorts to violence and injures someone, he will have a hard time explaining himself when the university investigates.

So he kept provoking the other party, intending to make them make the first move.

After all, if it's a self-defense counterattack, even if the other side gets hurt, it's all for nothing.

He looked at Qin Chong, secretly calculating in his mind:

"This big guy has a certain imposing presence; we can't let our guard down. However, Wu Shang is at the eighth level of the Transcendent Realm; he should be able to handle him."

He said in a deep voice:

"Since you want to take action, don't blame us for being impolite."

He looked at Wu Shang:

"Wu Shang, why don't you have a go at this big guy?"

Wu Shang responded and strode forward.

He took a deep breath, revealing his profound understanding—

Eighth level of the Extraordinary Realm!

A gasp of surprise immediately rang out from the crowd.

"Eighth level of the Transcendent Realm! So powerful!"

"No wonder they got into Tsinghua and Peking Universities, they're quite capable!"

"This is going to be interesting!"

Hearing these exclamations, Wu Shang became even more smug.