Shen Yue was already unconscious, her body…
“You… you…!!” These people didn’t expect Ren Suixing to actually dare to attack a sixth-year student, and for a moment they were all stunned.
Zhu Luozhen struggled to his feet from the ground in a sorry state. Panting heavily, he glared with widening, ferocious eyes and snarled viciously, “You actually dared to lay a hand on me. Do you believe I can make sure you’ll never be able to stay in this school again?”
No matter how powerful a faction might be, it was difficult to influence a special military academy. Zhu Luozhen’s family also did not have the authority to directly expel a student. What he meant was to use underhanded methods, isolating, bullying, humiliating, and manipulating public opinion in secret. This was something his father had taught him, and Zhu Luozhen had already used this method to bully many students who had no backing or whose families were weaker than his.
His vicious expression would make even adults feel a chill, yet Ren Suixing was even more intimidating. He stepped forward and stood before Zhu Luozhen, his expression dark, hair a blood-red crimson. Although Zhu Luozhen was significantly taller and more robust, his entire presence was completely suppressed by Ren Suixing.
Provoked, Zhu Luozhen let out a roar and raised his hand like a claw, lunging toward Ren Suixing. Bai Yanxuan hurriedly shouted, “Xiao Xing!”
However, just as the hand was about to touch Ren Suixing’s face, it could no longer move forward. Zhu Luozhen’s wrist was firmly seized by a small hand, locking him in place. Terror filled his eyes as he looked at the child who was only half his height. He had assumed that even if this kid was strong, it would only be the kind of play-acting strength seen in lower grades, that the gap in age and physique across five school years would be impossible to overcome. Yet he had not expected such terrifying grip strength.
What kind of power was this? He couldn’t move it at all, not even struggle.
Ren Suixing jumped up, grabbed his collar, and flung him toward the wall. In his hands, Zhu Luozhen’s heavy body seemed as light as a ball. His face smashed directly into the wall, and blood immediately sprayed from his nose.
Zhu Luozhen screamed in pain. Ren Suixing then grabbed the back of his neck as easily as lifting a chick. At that moment, Zhu Luozhen’s entire head suddenly twisted 180 degrees.
The face that turned around now had a black bird’s beak. Grayish feathers covered his cheeks. His exposed eyes were horrifying, no eyelids, only large hollow black pupils that nearly took up his entire face.
Human-Faced Owl awakener, innate ability: “Dual Form.”
Attribute: Wood and Spirit. A localized transformation ability, passive-type.
When the awakener’s emotions such as anger or fear exceed a certain threshold, the Dual Form is automatically triggered. The awakener’s body develops human-faced owl traits, producing a strong intimidation effect. Any creature that sees the human-faced owl face will temporarily lose mobility due to mental suppression, creating an opportunity for capture or escape.
After the ability is triggered, it takes 48 hours for hormonal transformation to fully metabolize before returning to human form.
Even the underlings were terrified by this scene, frozen in shock and unable to move. But even more terrifying was Ren Suixing, far from being frightened, he even let out a laugh at the sight of that monstrous face. He grabbed the owl beak and pulled him out of the wall.
Zhu Luozhen broke free and leapt away. His body began to convulse as if electrified, and suddenly black wings grew from his back.
Floating in midair, Zhu Luozhen tilted his twisted face ninety degrees and stared coldly at Ren Suixing.
Ren Suixing stood in the corridor, his expression unchanged. Looking closely, faint light could be seen emanating from his eyes. The inner layer was silver, while the outer layer was wrapped in a pale blue ring. These heterochromatic eyes made his pupils shine like stars, as if they were a mysterious gemstone no one had ever seen before.
Ren Suixing’s innate ability: Sun-Moon Eyes.
Attribute: Fire and Water. A defensive, self-protection-type passive ability.
From the moment the awakener is born, the Sun-Moon Eyes remain permanently active. At night, they appear blue-silver, granting the awakener excellent night vision and the ability to perceive everything in darkness. During the day, they appear red-silver, granting the ability to look directly at the sun without fear of any intense light.
Note: The Sun-Moon Eyes are immune to all mental-type attacks.
“Heh, you ignorant brat, you’ve really angered me. I’m going to cripple you!” Zhu Luozhen, now in his Dual Form, spoke in a strange tone, part human, part bird, his voice raspy like a broken gong.
Ren Suixing let out a cold laugh and charged straight toward Zhu Luozhen.
“Xiao Xing—” Bai Yanxuan didn’t even finish speaking before the group of underlings rushed in. Since their leader had started fighting, they naturally had to join in. A burly man swung his fist toward Bai Yanxuan. Bai Yanxuan quickly twisted his body to dodge and flicked something out with his hand. No one knew what he did, but the previously aggressive man suddenly let out a scream.
He clutched his arm, which had gone rigid and immobile, and rolled on the ground in pain.
Meanwhile, Zuo Ye had already leapt down from the railing.
In last week’s assessment, Ren Suixing had been the standout. He accounted for eighty percent of the output, while Zuo Ye handled the remaining twenty percent with finishing blows. Bai Yanxuan hadn’t really participated much, and because he looked extremely cute and spoke in a soft, childlike voice, he didn’t seem to have any offensive capability. So these upperclassmen, hoping to avenge their earlier humiliation, targeted him first, thinking he would definitely be the weakest among the three.
But they were completely wrong. In terms of explosive power and combat strength, Bai Yanxuan might not compare to Zuo Ye or Ren Suixing, after all, he was only an intern doctor, but when it came to true unexpected tactics, neither of the other two could match him.
Ten minutes later, a row of people lay outside the seventh-floor combat room. Without exception, they were all clutching their arms or legs, crying in pain. Upon closer inspection, fine needles were embedded in their limbs, precisely striking [1]Fengshi, Yinbao, Chize, and Shaohai are traditional acupuncture points used in Traditional Chinese Medicine. In the passage, the needles were inserted into these points to quickly numb or disable the … Continue reading jQuery('#footnote_plugin_tooltip_2390925_1_1').tooltip({ tip: '#footnote_plugin_tooltip_text_2390925_1_1', tipClass: 'footnote_tooltip', effect: 'fade', predelay: 0, fadeInSpeed: 200, delay: 400, fadeOutSpeed: 200, position: 'top center', relative: true, offset: [-7, 0], });Fengshi, Yinbao, Chize, and Shaohai acupoints, instantly causing limb paralysis and stripping them of their ability to fight.
Bai Yanxuan had recently been studying acupuncture, and this was his first chance to practice it in real combat. He looked around with satisfaction, then walked up to the burly man and stood on tiptoe to pat his face.
“Big brother, don’t you know the saying? Never fear a smiling doctor, fear a doctor who looks down on you with cold eyes. You’re only twelve, but your complexion is already yellowish, your eyes dry, your tongue thick, and your skin rough, your internal condition is clearly deteriorating. A classic case of qi and blood deficiency, with insufficient liver blood. You must stay up very late often, right? Listen to your junior’s advice: sleep earlier from now on, or when you’re older your reproductive ability will decline. Be careful, you might not even be able to hold your own baby.”
The burly man stared at him in terror, as if looking at a monster.
Bai Yanxuan finished giving those “big brothers” a free pulse diagnosis and commentary before finally putting away his needles. Just as he ran downstairs, he saw a huge crater smashed into the open space in the middle of the teaching building. Zuo Ye was behind Ren Suixing, tightly wrapping his arms around his waist and dragging him backward with all his strength, while Ren Suixing flailed his fists and kicked violently at the ground as he struggled.
On the ground lay a pitch-black mass. Its feathers were completely burnt, giving off a foul smell. Zhu Luozhen, who had been shouting threats earlier, now looked like a swollen pig head, bruised and battered.
“You, you demon! Fighting is forbidden outside the combat zone in school! You… you dared to hit me, you broke the rules, you’re finished!”
Ren Suixing’s eyes immediately widened, his hair almost standing on end. “You—”
Zuo Ye quickly covered his mouth and dragged him back several meters, then said coldly and mockingly to Zhu Luozhen, “Senior, so you also know you’re not supposed to use force outside the combat area?”
At that moment, Bai Yanxuan arrived as well, together with the dean of discipline and security guards. The dean took one look at the scene and exploded, jumping nearly three feet into the air. “You little brats, what do you think you’re doing?! Are you trying to rebel?!”
Even with the dean present, Ren Suixing was still burning with rage, his entire body full of hostility as he struggled nonstop in Zuo Ye’s arms. It looked like he genuinely wanted to kick Zhu Luozhen all the way to the other side of the planet. It was only when his instructor arrived personally and shouted at him that he finally managed to suppress his anger.
After all the commotion, Ren Suixing got home very late. The fight had naturally been reported to Ren Junzhu at the first opportunity, so as soon as he arrived home, Ren Junzhu told him to go to the study.
Ren Suixing’s chest rose and fell rapidly; he was clearly still not calm. He kept his mouth shut and didn’t respond, nor did he move, he simply refused to go to the study.
“I’m talking to you!” Ren Junzhu’s temper was also poor, and after asking a few times without response, he grew impatient.
“I’m not going! What does anything I do have to do with you? When have you ever cared about me? What’s the point of asking now?!”
Those words made Ren Junzhu’s expression change instantly. The people in the villa didn’t even dare breathe. It was the first time they had ever witnessed a father and son argue like this; usually, whenever Ren Suixing caused trouble, Ren Junzhu would take him alone to the study to lecture him.
Ren Junzhu’s expression darkened. He looked down at the stubborn little boy in front of him and said coldly, “What does it have to do with me? Everything you eat and use is mine. If it has nothing to do with me… then why are you still here? Get out and don’t come back!”
Ren Junzhu’s eyes turned red. “Fine, I’ll leave! You think I want to come back?! You think I want to be your child?! If I had known this would happen, you never should have given birth to me! I don’t want to be your son!”
Bang—Ren Junzhu slammed the table and stood up abruptly. A surge of overwhelming pressure burst forth from his dragon-ambergris aura. The oppressive force was far beyond what a half-grown child like Ren Suixing could withstand. The solid redwood round table instantly shattered into pieces, and the glass in the living room trembled violently as if it would break the next second.
Screech— the sound of something crashing to the ground abruptly interrupted them. Both father and son narrowed their eyes and turned at the same time.
Shen Yue stood there in shock, stunned and trembling, with broken bowls and food scattered at her feet.
Ren Suixing had come home too late; by the time he arrived, the meal Shen Yue had prepared had already gone cold. She had just remade it, and as she brought it out, she was startled by Ren Junzhu slamming the table, causing the plate to fall and shatter on the floor.
Ren Suixing saw him and clenched his teeth, swallowing back what he was about to say.
Seeing this, the butler quickly snapped, “Clumsy hands and feet! You dropped the bowl, what is the young master supposed to eat now? Was that on purpose?”
This father and son argued bitterly every time, and this time it looked like it might escalate badly. The butler was afraid that if Ren Junzhu lost his temper, he might really throw the child out in the middle of the night. Seeing that Shen Yue had caused trouble, he immediately shifted the blame onto him.
“I… I’m sorry…” Shen Yue was at a loss. He hadn’t meant it, he was just frightened.
As expected, Ren Junzhu’s anger turned toward him. He had already been in a foul mood, and now Shen Yue only made him look even more displeasing. “When you were stabbing me, your hands were perfectly steady. Now you can’t even hold a bowl?”
“…I’m sorry.” Shen Yue lowered his head, not knowing what else to say. He could only apologize in a small voice, shrinking back with a look of panic and unease.
“Colonel.” Cecil, who had come downstairs after hearing the noise, tried to speak, but Ren Junzhu had already lost all patience. “Get out!”
Shen Yue flinched like a startled bird. He retreated a few steps in panic before the butler grabbed him and pushed him out of the villa. “There’s nothing more for you here. Go take care of the flowerbeds. Don’t come back inside today.”
The door shut in front of him. Shen Yue stood outside. The sky was overcast, heavy clouds hanging low, though it had not yet started to rain. A cold wind blew straight into his chest, and he stood there like a lone beast soaked by a storm, without a place to return to.
Purple lightning flickered repeatedly within the damp clouds, accompanied by hollow, rumbling thunder. In the next moment, the downpour came crashing down. Within just a few minutes, daylight was swallowed by the rain curtain, and puddles began to gather on the ground as the scent of wet earth spread through the air.
Shen Yue limped as he slowly carried flower pots one by one. He had just finished securing the protective greenhouse over the flowerbeds, but there were still several pots of plants and flowers left out in the rain. At this rate, they would soon be drowned.
No one held an umbrella for him in the storm. No one was outside. He was alone, moving through the rain. His clothes were already soaked through; the thin fabric clung to his body, making his already slender frame look even more fragile. His white hair hung wet against his chest.
He wiped rainwater from his face and carefully set the flower pots under the eaves. His body was soaked through, and the wind made him shiver uncontrollably.
Pale-faced, Shen Yue looked up at the sky. The heavens were dark as ink, thunder refused to cease, and heavy clouds pressed down from above with overwhelming force.
It was raining again.
He lowered his gaze and reached out to touch the falling drops. In a downpour like this, water was no longer gentle, it became violent and harsh. A cold numbness spread through him, as if he could hardly breathe.
After a long moment, Shen Yue withdrew his hand and continued moving the flower pots.
Droplets slid down his wet cheeks. No one could tell whether they were rain or tears.
“Little master.” A maid walked over to the boy standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling window. “You should at least eat something. The training intensity at school is too high for you to handle without food.”
“…I don’t want to eat. Don’t bring it again.” Ren Suixing didn’t turn around. After Shen Yue was kicked out, he and Ren Junzhu had also parted on bad terms. Ren Junzhu, unwilling to see him any longer, returned to the study. Ren Suixing had sat on the sofa for a while before eventually standing up and coming here without being able to control himself.
From the floor-to-ceiling window, he could see a figure moving in the distance. The heavy rain blurred the view, making it hard to see clearly, but it was still possible to tell that the person was walking very slowly, their body looking unusually thin and frail in the storm.
“Little master…” The maid looked toward the butler. The butler spoke up. “Xiao Xing, how about I—”
“Shen Yue!” Ren Suixing suddenly roared.
In the rain, Shen Yue was carrying a flower pot and moving more and more slowly. He seemed unwell, forcing himself to put the pot down, but his body still swayed and collapsed. The flowerpot shattered, and he fell heavily to the ground as well, his white hair scattering like fallen petals.
Before the butler could react, Ren Suixing punched the floor-to-ceiling window. The glass cracked with a sharp screech but did not fully break. He struck it again, and the reinforced glass finally shattered into fragments.
Ren Suixing stepped one foot through the window. At that moment, another series of cracking sounds came from above, and a figure had already leapt down.
Rainwater fell on Ren Junzhu, but it was as if it had touched burning oil, it instantly evaporated. He reached the flowerbeds and found Shen Yue already unconscious, his body covered in muddy water. His long white hair was soaked through with filth, making him look utterly wretched.
Ren Junzhu picked him up. The rain parted naturally around them, yet Shen Yue still trembled faintly. His body was ice-cold, with almost no human warmth left, and even his breathing was extremely weak.
Ren Junzhu frowned deeply. He turned around and saw that the entire row of floor-to-ceiling windows on the first floor had been shattered. The boy had one foot already out the window. On the third floor, aside from the broken window of the study, another window also had shattered glass fragments, and Cecil was standing at the edge of the platform.
The three of them looked at each other in silence.
“Sir,” the butler and a group of people ran over holding umbrellas.
Holding Shen Yue in his arms, Ren Junzhu said in a low voice, “Call Doctor Jiang.”
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