Chapter 113: Qian Jin’s Crisis

The points on the bronze tokens of the few were not many: the white-robed youth had five points on his token, the red-robed youth three, while the purple-robed youth had nine points. After Lin Fan used his bronze token to seize their points, their originally blue tokens turned a pale cyan, while Lin Fan’s deep teal bronze token suddenly radiated brilliant light, its points soaring from ten to twenty-seven.

In that fleeting moment, the dazzling deep teal light gradually retracted, transforming into a pale silver hue, and the entire token became a silver token.

Lin Fan slipped the silver token into his chest pocket and pondered. His previous plan seemed too simple. Perhaps he could try to hold back from fighting, but others would relentlessly seek out isolated students by any means to snatch points.

Glancing at his remaining one million negative emotion points, Lin Fan steeled himself and grit his teeth, speaking to the system, “Use all my points for the lottery!”

In an instant, Lin Fan’s figure vanished from the spot.

In a dense forest hundreds of miles away, Xiao Shuihan stood firm as a mountain with his sword, crushing the assaults of seven or eight opponents before sweeping his sword to severely wound them. Reluctantly, they handed over their bronze tokens.

“Ferocious Tiger Devours Heaven!” Ou Hu roared, and behind him appeared a massive white tiger exuding overwhelming deadly aura. With his fist, he lunged forward, scattering his foes into disarray.

“We’ve been fighting for dozens of rounds. How about you talk with me for a moment, enjoy the scenery here, and I’ll give you ten points?” By a stunningly beautiful lake, Li Ji held a sword behind his back with his right hand, a folding fan in his left, smiling as he looked at the graceful young lady before him.

If any young elite from the Great Prefecture or Imperial City saw this girl, they would be stunned or even pale, for this was none other than Princess Mu Xia of Mu Xia Prefecture, a famed genius of the Imperial City with mastery over twenty meridians of the Qi Vein Realm.

“You lecher, prepare to die!” Princess Mu Xia’s beautiful eyes narrowed, sword light flashing as she struck at Li Ji again.

“Sigh, here we go again. I just can’t bring myself to hit a woman!” Li Ji sighed helplessly and raised his sword to meet her attack. In a blink, the two were locked in fierce combat, the time ticking away from dozens to a hundred, two hundred, then three hundred rounds.

“Three hundred rounds already, and it’s getting late. Neither of us can best the other. We’ve both expended much energy. To avoid giving others an opening, how about we rest and replenish our strength first?”

Seeing the young lady’s determined expression, Li Ji wiped the sweat from his brow and spoke.

It was truly perilous. If not for Brother Fan’s guidance in martial arts, which elevated his skill from intermediate to mastery, he would surely have lost long ago to the young lady.

“How do we replenish our strength?!” Mu Xia panted heavily. She never expected this mid-stage Qi Vein Realm youth’s martial skill to be so formidable. His seemingly simple techniques held unimaginable power.

If not for her higher cultivation and the strength of her own techniques, she would have been defeated already.

Every time the fierce battle paused, the handsome youth would suggest a truce, invite her to enjoy the scenery, even offer points. Proud as she was, and bearing her title as princess, how could she tolerate such advances?

So, just when she was about to withdraw, hearing this, she sparked her true energy and resumed the fight.

Now, with their energy severely depleted, the youth’s words no longer repeated as before, and she realized that if they completely exhausted their vital energy, others might take advantage. So, she relented.

“I’ll cook you a meal. It’s something I learned from Brother Fan—I guarantee you’ve never tasted anything like it!”

Seeing the beautiful girl finally stop attacking, Li Ji exhaled with relief. He took a rabbit he had hunted earlier from his storage ring and turned his back to her, moving to the lakeside to skin and clean it.

To be honest, after nearly two hours of fighting the girl, his stomach was already growling loudly.

Seeing Li Ji’s guard down as he turned away, the girl’s eyes narrowed again, her palm gripping the sword tightly. This was a perfect chance to strike. She was eighty percent confident she could defeat the youth.

Growling from her stomach caused her beautiful face to flush faintly. She felt embarrassed; after all, when had a princess ever been hungry?

However, noticing the youth nearby seemed oblivious, she sighed and stepped forward with quick, light steps, saying, “Don’t spout nonsense. What food haven’t I tried?”

“Just watch!” Li Ji said without looking back. He took out a collection of bottles, jars, and bowls, cutting the rabbit into pieces and seasoning it with various spices.

Soon, night fell. Li Ji and the young lady sat by the campfire, roasting the rabbit stew that bubbled and filled the air with a rich aroma, making them both salivate.

“It smells good. You wouldn’t be trying to drug me, would you?” she asked.

“Of course not! I’m dashing and charming—the killer of maidens and married women alike. Why would I do that to a boy like you? If anything, I’d eat first!”

“Alright then…”

Their voices gradually faded into the darkness of the dense forest filled with the howls of ferocious beasts, yet the moment carried a touch of warmth—perhaps a fleeting, beautiful memory.

Several dozen miles away, Qian Jin stared with fierce intensity at five men slowly closing in on him. A long blade was held in his chubby palm.

“What’s the matter? Is Lord Qian so afraid of me entering the Heavenly Tome Academy that he bribed so many Qi Vein Realm practitioners to attack me?” Qian Jin’s voice was low and grim. He bore a large wound on his waist, bleeding profusely. Since entering the otherworldly space, he had been relentlessly hunted.

These pursuers not only aimed to steal his points but also to finish him off, forcing his token to automatically protect him by teleporting him out of the space and ending the trial.

By now, his token had turned golden. In just three days, his points had soared to over four hundred, earning him a golden token.

Every time his pursuers saw him, whether early, mid, late, or peak Qi Vein Realm, they fought with desperate killing techniques. This was no mere contest for points; they intended to overwhelm him utterly, forcing his token’s protection to activate.

He would show no mercy.

Having undergone Brother Fan’s martial arts training to mastery, applying the Wind and Thunder Technique, his strength was no weaker than a typical mid-stage Qi Vein practitioner.

Thus, the students he personally eliminated numbered over eighty. Among them, the lowest points were few, and some had reached silver token status, bringing his total points to over 470.

At first, he didn’t understand why they pursued him with such ferocity, determined to eliminate him. It was only when he was about to eliminate a strong early-stage Qi Vein rival that person revealed the truth.

It turned out Lord Qian, Qian Jin’s eldest half-brother, had launched a bounty before the trial began. Any student who eliminated Qian Jin would receive fifty million taels of silver.

Moreover, they could join the organization formed by the Twelfth Prince within the Heavenly Tome Academy!

Upon learning this, Qian Jin’s hatred burned fiercely. He finally understood why so many were hunting him.

Lord Qian was the Qian family’s eldest son, peak Qi Vein Realm, and a second-year student at the Heavenly Tome Academy. Soon, he was expected to enter the Tongmai Realm and was the most supported heir of the Qian family.

He was also close to the Twelfth Prince and a key operative in his organization!

“Enough talk. Don’t blame us. If you want to complain, take it up with your older half-brother!” The five early-stage Qi Vein Realm youths surrounded Qian Jin, sneering at his words. The reputed son of the Qian family was no match.

Rumor had it that he had been sent away to the small Qingxue Prefecture in his youth and only gained two purple-gold cards and two million taels of silver after family approval.

In contrast, the legitimate eldest son of the Qian family wielded tens of millions of taels at a time. There was simply no comparison.

“Aren’t you afraid? Even if I’m eliminated, I’ll take one or two with me!” Qian Jin retorted, raising his blade despite his severe injuries. He was fatally wounded but not instantly finished; otherwise, he’d have been eliminated long ago.

Exhausted and seriously injured, he doubted he could survive this trial.

“Of course we’re afraid. This year’s Heavenly Tome Academy trial is crucial—it could affect our entire lives. That’s why we prepared thoroughly!” One of the five gestured to the surrounding area.

Qian Jin followed the gesture and felt a chill. Emerging from the dense forest were a dozen more youths.

Their cultivation wasn’t high—mostly early to mid Qi Vein Realm—but enough to wear him down.

“Our family’s influence may not be overwhelming, but we are powerful county forces with many affiliated families. Naturally, some descendants from our affiliated families participate in the Heavenly Tome Academy. No one expected such strong contestants this year, some even comparable to second- or third-year seniors.”

“So these early to mid Qi Vein Realm youths will inevitably be eliminated. We sought them out upon entering this space to aid us, offering them benefits!”

“Even if they are eliminated in this third trial, they can join the other four academies and still gain our family’s favor. What’s wrong with that?”

As he spoke, the Qi Vein Realm youth waved his palm. Dozens of early to mid Qi Vein Realm youths brandished blades, unleashing their most powerful techniques with countless strands of vital energy surging forth in a killing frenzy—like a pack of wolves—charging at Qian Jin.

“Kill!” Qian Jin shouted deeply, raising his long blade. There was no time for words. He knew he could not evade this trial. Elimination was inevitable. But he would fight to the death, dragging down as many as he could.

Eliminating one was breaking even, two meant profit...

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