Returning from cultivating immortality, the top scorer in the college entrance examination goes bers

Chapter 25 Zhao Hongye Goes Mad and Hires Thugs from the Blood Fiend Pavilion!

Zhao Hongye's Study

In the luxurious mahogany study, shattered porcelain shards and scattered documents littered the floor.

Zhao Hongye slumped in the armchair, his chest heaving violently as he gasped for breath.

His eyes were bloodshot like a spider web, and he exuded a mad, ruthless aura.

The black-clad henchman standing to the side was trembling like a leaf, his head bowed low.

They didn't even dare to breathe loudly, for fear of running into the line of fire.

Zhao Hongye waved his hand irritably, his voice hoarse like sandpaper grinding against a stone.

"Get out! All of you, get out!"

His subordinates, feeling as if they had been granted a pardon, hurriedly agreed and retreated in a panic.

He also carefully closed the study door behind him.

Zhao Hongye reached out and grabbed the purple clay teacup on the table, his hand trembling uncontrollably.

The scalding hot tea spilled out, soaking his hands, but he was completely unaware.

He suddenly raised his hand and smashed the teacup hard on the ground.

With a loud bang, the teacup shattered into pieces.

He gritted his teeth, his eyes filled with a ferocious glint.

"Lu Jingchen... I will make you pay for my son's life!"

He shakily pulled out his phone, found a number, and dialed it.

The moment the call connected, he spoke through gritted teeth, his voice low and his voice filled with rage.

"Old Zhao."

A surprised voice came from the other end of the phone.

"Mr. Zhao? What brings you here to call me?"

Zhao Hongye's tone was so gloomy it could drip water.

"That Blood Fiend Pavilion you told me about last time, is it really that powerful?"

"Is it possible to kill anyone and do it without leaving a trace?"

The person on the other end of the phone paused instantly, their tone full of hesitation.

"Blood Fiend Pavilion? Mr. Zhao, didn't we already agree on this?"

"Now that your identity is clean, you absolutely mustn't get involved in those blood-stained businesses!"

Zhao Hongye instantly flew into a rage and interrupted him.

"Stop talking nonsense! I'm just asking you, is it true or not!"

There was a few seconds of silence on the other end of the phone before someone spoke up helplessly.

"...It's true. When the Blood Fiend Pavilion makes a move, there are never any survivors."

"However, Mr. Zhao, you should think this through carefully. Their asking price is astronomical."

Upon hearing this, Zhao Hongye let out a cold sneer.

"Money? I have plenty of money!"

"I'll pay any price to kill that kid!"

The person on the other end of the phone sighed.

"Since Mr. Zhao has made up his mind, then..."

Zhao Hongye interrupted him directly, his gaze as cold as if it were poisoned.

"Old Zhao, could you please introduce me to someone from the Blood Fiend Pavilion?"

"I'll talk to them about the rest myself."

After saying that, he hung up the phone.

His fingers gripped the phone so tightly that his knuckles turned white.

He stared at the dark phone screen, his eyes surging with overwhelming murderous intent.

"Lu Jingchen, let's see how you survive this!"

Outside the college entrance examination venue

The piercing closing bell instantly echoed throughout the entire examination center.

The tightly closed gates of the examination center slowly opened, and the candidates poured out like a tide.

Some people threw their books into the air, cheered, and shouted that they were liberated.

Some students hung their heads, dejected, and exchanged answers with their classmates, their eyes red with tears.

The full spectrum of human nature was on display at the entrance to the examination hall.

Lu Jingchen walked slowly out of the examination hall with the crowd, his expression calm.

It felt as if what I had just taken wasn't the life-determining college entrance exam, but just an ordinary pop quiz.

He stopped and looked up at the sky.

In the summer sky, the clouds surged and changed unpredictably.

A surprised smile suddenly appeared on Lu Jingchen's face.

He thought to himself: This feeling...

In the close-up shot, a sharp glint flashed in his eyes.

Lu Jingchen slowly closed his eyes, released his divine sense, and focused all his energy on perceiving everything around him.

He was filled with shock:

The power that had been suppressed within him for so long actually loosened up a bit?

Invisible ripples spread rapidly outwards from Lu Jingchen's center.

It instantly covered an area of ​​one kilometer in radius.

The fallen leaves on the street were swept up by an invisible wave of air, swirling and floating upwards.

The hair of pedestrians on the roadside was also gently blown by the wind.

No one noticed this strange change; they simply assumed it was a gust of wind.

Lu Jingchen suddenly opened his eyes, his eyes filled with confusion.

"How is that possible?"

"Since returning to Earth, the spiritual energy has been too scarce."

"My cultivation level has been firmly suppressed at the Golden Core stage and has never been touched."

He slowly clenched his fist, feeling the surging power within him.

The shock in my heart was even greater:

But just a moment ago, my divine sense was projected outward for a full kilometer.

This is clearly something only someone in the early stages of the Nascent Soul realm can do!

Just then, a hand gently patted his shoulder.

Accompanied by Su Muyue's clear voice: "Hey!"

Lu Jingchen instantly suppressed his aura, came to his senses, and turned to look.

Su Muyue, carrying a backpack, stood gracefully behind him, her eyes crinkling with a smile.

She craned her neck, looking at him with curiosity.

"What's wrong? You look so worried. Did you not do well on the test?"

Lu Jingchen shook his head, his tone calm.

"No, I was just thinking about something else."

Su Muyue's eyes lit up, and she immediately pressed for more information.

"So how did you do on the exam? Did you estimate your score?"

Lu Jingchen spoke calmly, his tone completely unwavering.

"It's alright, around 700 points."

Su Muyue's eyes widened instantly, her face filled with disbelief.

"Seven hundred points?!"

"Then you're practically guaranteed a spot in Tsinghua or Peking University! You might even be a top scorer in your province!"

Lu Jingchen shook his head, his tone indifferent.

"My score is high enough, but I don't plan to go to Beijing. What about you?"

Su Muyue pouted, looking helpless.

"I'm not as perverted as you."

"If I perform normally, I'd get around 670 points."

"We'll see the cutoff scores then and then decide which 985 university to apply to."

She looked at Lu Jingchen with curiosity in her eyes.

"If you're not planning to go to Tsinghua or Peking University, where do you plan to go?"

Lu Jingchen's gaze deepened as he looked into the distance.

"Jiangzhou University, or Jinling University in the neighboring province."

Su Muyue froze on the spot, her face full of confusion.

"Jiangzhou University? Although it's also a top-tier university."

"But with your grades, isn't it a waste of your talent?"

Lu Jingchen smiled, his tone carrying a hint of mystery.

"What I need is there."

Su Muyue shrugged, looking helpless.

"Okay, I don't understand the world of academic geniuses."

She smiled, reached out her hand, and raised an eyebrow at Lu Jingchen.

Wherever you go, congratulations on successfully completing your exam and passing the exam!

Lu Jingchen raised his hand and gave her a light high five.

Congratulations!

The two walked side by side to the intersection, and Su Muyue immediately spotted the car parked in the distance.

She waved to Lu Jingchen, smiling brightly.

"My dad's here to pick me up. See you later!"

Lu Jingchen nodded and waved.

"See you later."

Su Muyue, carrying her schoolbag, skipped and hopped towards the car in the distance.

On the street back to the rented room

As the sun sets, the orange-red glow of the sunset spreads across the entire street.

Lu Jingchen walked alone on the sidewalk, his shadow stretched long.

His brows were furrowed, still thinking about the unusual commotion outside the examination room earlier.

He pondered it over and over in his mind:

That feeling of breakthrough just now was definitely not an illusion.

He looked up at the darkening sky, his eyes filled with confusion.

"The depletion of Earth's spiritual energy is an undeniable fact."

"Why has my cultivation suddenly become unstable?"

He looked down at his palm, his fingertips gleaming faintly.

He fell into deep thought:

Could there be changes in this world that I cannot perceive?

He shook his head, suppressing these thoughts for the time being.

His eyes instantly hardened.

"No matter the reason, as long as our strength can be steadily restored."

"Even the so-called Blood Fiend Pavilion is nothing more than a bunch of ants in my eyes."

He stopped thinking about it and quickened his pace.

The figure quickly disappeared at the end of the street, merging into the deepening twilight.