Chapter 39: You Stabbed Yourself Again?

Special Star Demons usually have small squads under their command.

The Star Demons in these squads are all quite powerful, some even reaching Star Cloud Peak.

This was also why Zhang Hua had brought Ji Ziling and the others along.

When necessary, they would need to step in and help.

“This time, the Special Star Demon appearing alone is indeed a bit strange.”

Zhang Hua thought for a moment and said, “But better safe than sorry. Be ready for my signal at any time.”

Everyone nodded and said no more.

After lunch, they dispersed again and headed to their assigned locations.

Zhang Hua and the other four swapped positions, but Ji Ziling and her group did not.

Jiang Changkong went ahead and placed the marked stones along their path.

He had carved quite a few, worried that Ji Ziling and the others might miss them.

The three of them walked along, not paying much attention to the ground.

However, Martial Artists have sharp eyes, and those at Star Cloud Peak have particularly keen vision.

Moreover, with Jiang Changkong deliberately placing the stones, Ying Yanxue and Ji Ziling, who were walking at the front, noticed them immediately.

They nonchalantly kicked the stones aside as if nothing had happened and continued walking.

Huang Mingye, following behind, was unaware of the situation. Seeing them kick the stones, he said nothing.

These two top students were already in a bad mood; if he dared speak out of turn, he’d be the one getting kicked.

Upon reaching their original position, Huang Mingye placed the sphere and hid in the weeds, waiting.

“My stomach hurts. I need to use the restroom,” Ying Yanxue said.

“Senior, you…”

“What? Do you really want to monitor me every moment?”

Ji Ziling’s pretty face turned cold as she said sharply, “Do you believe I’ll kill you?”

Huang Mingye immediately backed down, timidly replying, “I just wanted to remind you that it’s already lit. Be careful of the Star Demons.”

Ying Yanxue left directly. Her steps seemed slow but were actually quite fast.

In just a few breaths, she arrived at the previously marked location.

There were still some stones extending into the weeds. Ying Yanxue walked straight over.

She was puzzled. The mark was hers, but she hadn’t carved it, and neither had Ji Ziling.

Could it be Zhou Wen?

Not long after, a figure appeared, crouching in the weeds and using them for cover.

Ying Yanxue exclaimed in surprise, “Jiang Changkong?”

She remembered Jiang Changkong vividly from his rescue mission earlier.

Ji Ziling had also spoken highly of him these past few days—loyal, brotherly, and righteous.

He had dared to come to their rescue alone, risking his life for his friends.

Moreover, there were very few men Ji Ziling held in high regard.

So, Ying Yanxue also had a favorable impression of Jiang Changkong.

“Senior Ying Yanxue.”

Jiang Changkong nodded and said, “I thought it would be Senior Ziling coming.”

“Why haven’t you left?”

Ying Yanxue frowned slightly. “It’s dangerous here. Leave immediately.”

“It’s fine. I know some students from Kexiang, and they gave me a compass.”

Jiang Changkong took out the Primal Martial Compass and said, “With this, I can avoid danger.”

Ying Yanxue’s expression softened slightly. “Go back first. We’ll still be here for a while.”

“I’ll return later. I want to kill more Star Demons.”

Jiang Changkong shook his head.

“I need your help with something.”

Ying Yanxue said urgently, “When you return to the school, go find Vice Principal Chen Hua immediately.

Ask him to send someone to rescue Zhou Wen.”

“Rescue Zhou Wen? What happened to Brother Wen?”

Jiang Changkong’s heart skipped a beat. Hadn’t Zhou Wen already returned?

Could something have happened again?

Ying Yanxue’s expression turned grim. “Zhang Hua already knows Zhou Wen is following and secretly had Chen Sanyan keep an eye on her. We can’t leave; we have to help him hunt Star Demons, or he’ll kill Zhou Wen.”

So that was it. Chen Sanyan hadn’t killed Zhou Wen yet because he was using her to threaten them.

“Uh, Brother Wen has already gone back.”

Jiang Changkong was slightly taken aback and pulled out his phone. “If you don’t believe me, give him a call.”

Ying Yanxue: “…”

Gone back?

How did she go back?

Would Chen Sanyan let her go back?

Taking the phone, Ying Yanxue didn’t make a call but sent a video request instead.

“Senior Yanxue,” Zhou Wen said excitedly.

Ying Yanxue: “You went back?”

Zhou Wen replied excitedly, “I’m on my way back. Senior Yanxue, I’m so glad you’re okay.”

Click

She hung up and handed the phone back to Jiang Changkong, a flash of coldness crossing her pretty face. “Zhang Hua, you’re dead!”

Jiang Changkong: “…”

Was she planning to lay her cards on the table now?

Planning to go back and beat Zhang Hua to a pulp?

A moment later, Ying Yanxue calmed down again. “Better wait a bit longer. There’s already news about a Special Star Demon. I want to make sure he doesn’t get the Special Starstone.”

“Senior, if we take out Zhang Hua, we might have to silence witnesses,” Jiang Changkong cautiously reminded her.

There was another thing he didn’t say: if these two seniors could handle the fallout, he’d go chop Zhang Hua down right now without a second thought.

“Ahem, Zhang Hua is, after all, an elite student of the school. We can’t kill him.”

Ying Yanxue cleared her throat and said, “But it won’t be easy for him to get the Special Starstone either.”

Jiang Changkong asked excitedly, “Steal the Special Starstone?”

Ying Yanxue shook her head slightly. “We can’t steal it. After all, he discovered it. Others might be able to, but we can’t.”

Jiang Changkong didn’t know what to say. They couldn’t steal it, and they couldn’t kill him either. He wasn’t sure what to talk about next.

After a moment of contemplation, Ying Yanxue added, “Since you don’t want to leave, with the Primal Martial Compass, you should be fine if you’re careful. Now that Zhou Wen is safe, just stay nearby. If anything happens, come find us. No one will dare touch you.”

“Okay, thank you, Senior,” Jiang Changkong said.

“I’m heading back now,” Ying Yanxue said, turning to leave but adding, “I’ll have Ziling come find you later.”

Jiang Changkong watched her leave and waited for Ji Ziling to arrive.

Ying Yanxue returned to Ji Ziling’s side, whispered something in her ear, and fell silent.

A flicker of joy passed through Ji Ziling’s eyes, and she left immediately.

Huang Mingye glanced over but didn’t dare speak.

“Good brother.”

Ji Ziling approached him with a broad smile, patting his shoulder like an old buddy.

Jiang Changkong stiffened slightly. Couldn’t she be a bit gentler?

Touching the wound made him grimace in pain again.

“What’s wrong?”

Ji Ziling withdrew her hand, looking at him with concern.

Jiang Changkong replied nonchalantly, “It’s nothing, just a minor injury. It’s almost healed.”

“Let your brother take a look,” Ji Ziling frowned. “Where’s the injury? I’ll treat it for you.”

Only then did Jiang Changkong remember Ji Ziling’s healing ability.

The wound had scabbed over, but with treatment, it could heal quickly without leaving a scar.

He pulled open his clothes to reveal the scar.

Ji Ziling glanced at it and cast a healing spell. “A knife wound? Did you stab yourself again for fun?”

Jiang Changkong: “…”

Don’t joke around. I’m not a masochist. I haven’t stabbed myself in a long time.

“Wait, you wouldn’t be this harsh on yourself. This wound goes all the way through.”

Glancing at his back, Ji Ziling’s expression darkened. “Tell me, who hurt you? Anyone who dares hurt my brother has a death wish.”

“Chen Sanyan did it. We fought earlier.”

Jiang Changkong didn’t hide it—after all, the man was already dead. “I’m fine now. You go about your business. I’ll kill a few Star Demons and gather some Star Stones.”

“Chen Sanyan… when he shows up, I’ll definitely get revenge for you.”

Ji Ziling snorted, then added, “As for Star Stones, Zhang Hua and his group have quite a few.”

Jiang Changkong’s interest was piqued. “Senior… no, brother, what do you mean?”

“I’ve figured out which backpack they keep their Star Stones in. When the Special Star Demon appears, he won’t be able to fight while carrying it.”

Ji Ziling smiled faintly. “When the time comes, I’ll kick it farther away, and you take it. We’ll split it later.”

The proposal was quite appealing, and Jiang Changkong was tempted.

Their backpacks must hold a good number of Star Stones, especially Zhang Hua’s—more and of better quality.

Perhaps he could make rapid progress.

The only downside was having to wait for chaos to break out. Unless… he gave it a little push himself?