Chapter 108: Pei Qin

Jiang Yan ignored Pei Qin, not reaching out to shake his hand, and simply watched as Pei Qin’s hand hung in the air.

There was no need to feign courtesy with someone he disliked.

The prerequisite was having the capital to refuse.

“Heh.”

A smile spread across Pei Qin’s fair face. Without saying a word, he silently lowered his hands to his sides, as if not the slightest bit angered.

“Brother Jiang, until next time.”

With that, Pei Qin walked into his room in a few strides.

Jiang Yan watched his thin, receding back thoughtfully.

Click—

Only when the door closed, cutting off the view between the bedroom and the living room.

Meanwhile, the fight on the floor continued.

As if by mutual agreement, the two grown men refrained from using Martial Skills, relying solely on underhanded methods as they brawled, as chaotic and unprincipled as street thugs.

“You bastard, dare to keep holding back from using Transcendent power!”

“Heh, whoever uses it first is a dog.”

Jiang Yan remained silent, flicking a finger in the air. An invisible force struck both men.

Instantly, two figures flew out the window one after another.

Thud!

“Quieter now.”

Before Jiang Yan could return to his room, he saw the two figures fly back in.

“Who! Who dares to ambush me, Sun He!”

The voice arrived before the person, followed by a burly figure landing on the floor.

Sun He glared at Jiang Yan furiously, stomping over with a menacing Aura.

“I was having a real man’s PK—who gave you permission to interfere?”

Jiang Yan smiled. It had been a long time since he’d encountered such a simple, pure, utterly unadulterated antagonist.

Behind him, Cheng Wu silently took a step back, unable to even bear watching what came next.

“You little punk, picking a fight with me might’ve left you a way out. Why did you have to be so foolish as to provoke this living nightmare?”

The next second—

Bang!

The ceiling was pierced through, Sun He’s head embedded in the concrete, with occasional debris and fragments falling down. The rest of his body swayed in the wind below, carrying a somewhat tragic air.

Jiang Yan clapped his hands lightly and said calmly, “Cheng Wu, make a call.”

Cheng Wu scratched his head. “To the school medical team?”

Jiang Yan’s gaze fell on the ceiling. “The construction team.”

He turned and headed back to his room, pausing at the door to add, “Take your fights outside from now on. Too noisy.”

“Yes, Bro Jiang. I won’t fight in the dorm anymore.”

Cheng Wu quickly nodded in agreement, somewhat regretful for having angered Jiang Yan.

With peace restored, Jiang Yan returned to his cultivation.

Ordinary Qi absorption could also temper Aperture Points, and with the boost from Heaven Rewards Diligence, the efficiency wasn’t slow at all.

Another day passed, and the Aperture Points in his chest area brightened slightly, though they remained relatively dim. He estimated it would take about another week.

In the common knowledge of Martial Artists on Tianyuan Star, refining Aperture Points through Qi absorption alone was absolutely impossible. Yet Jiang Yan defied this common sense, relying on his unparalleled Qi absorption rate to forcefully scour the Aperture Points. Combined with the rule of [Heaven Rewards Diligence]—that cultivation always yields gains—he managed to refine a small portion of the Aperture Points.

It was like getting every step of the process wrong but still ending up with all the correct answers, accidentally stepping on the answer sheet yet unexpectedly scoring full marks. Teachers would weep at the sight, classmates would be heartbroken.

This speed was already comparable to that of Martial Artists who refined Aperture Points by consuming rare natural treasures.

There was no other way. The Secret Realm hadn’t opened yet, and with too few points on hand, Jiang Yan had to make do with this method of cultivation for the time being.

In the evening, Cheng Wu came looking for him.

“You mean those two are actually top geniuses Professor Lan brought back from other planets?”

“That’s right, Bro Jiang. Teacher Su even gave me three hundred points to constantly monitor your cultivation progress. I’m not sure why.”

Cheng Wu scratched his head, somewhat puzzled.

Jiang Yan lowered his head in contemplation.

“Studying the cultivation of us few aliens? What exactly is this so-called Professor Lan thinking?”

“Treating us like lab rats?”

He mused, “Just report truthfully to Teacher Su from now on. No need to worry too much for now.”

Jiang Yan only roughly guessed that Professor Lan was conducting some kind of experiment and treating him as a lab rat, but the purpose of the experiment remained unknown.

However, one thing was clear: with Professor Lan’s status and position, killing him would be as easy as turning over a hand, so there was no need to worry about unnecessary concerns.

“I’m safe for now.” “But I need to guard against this mysterious Professor Lan.” Jiang Yan thought to himself.

“I don’t think those two have any real strength. Besides Sun He having some dead muscle, that other short guy looks weak and frail. I don’t know why Professor Lan would bring them back.” Cheng Wu said with a laugh.

Jiang Yan glanced at Cheng Wu.

Sun He could match Cheng Wu in strength, so he must have some ability. If he could stably open one Aperture after reaching the Acquired stage on Tianyuan Star, he’d probably be considered a minor genius there.

As for Pei Qin…

A thin, frail figure appeared in Jiang Yan’s mind… and that strange, inexplicably sinister aura.

“Perhaps Pei Qin is worth paying attention to.” Jiang Yan said.

“Come on, Bro Jiang, what strength could that skinny Pei Qin possibly have? I feel like he’d cry for a long time if I punched him once.”

Cheng Wu flexed his muscles, his innate show-off nature impossible to suppress.

Jiang Yan smiled but said nothing.

After Cheng Wu left, Jiang Yan sat alone on the meditation cushion.

“My sixth sense can’t be wrong, and even if it is, it doesn’t matter.”

“But… I should continue cultivating.”

At night, a refreshing evening breeze rustled in, only to be immediately overturned by a storm.

Jiang Yan had all nine Apertures open. His self-created breathing technique activated, transforming his surroundings into a dark whirlwind that shook the branches of trees outside.

Jiang Yan was still forcibly refining his Apertures using Qi.

Whether the method was correct or not didn’t matter—as long as the force was strong enough.

On the other side of the dormitory.

Pei Qin sat quietly on his bed. Behind him, a pair of dark purple eyes slowly opened. The bloodshot vertical pupils resembled demons from hell. Black-purple smoke filled the entire room, adding an eerie and terrifying atmosphere.

“He smells so good!”

“He smells so good!”

Urgent roars came from within the smoke. Those dark purple vertical pupils opened even wider, with two streams of black tears spreading from them.

“Hurry! I’m so hungry! So hungry!”

“Take me to find food quickly!”

“Don’t rush. It’s not time yet.”

Pei Qin smiled faintly, his expression still as harmless as during the day.

“Pei Qin, he really smells so good. He’s truly different from others.”

The black smoke seemed to be whispering sweet nothings, the terrifying eyes filled with infatuation.

“Don’t rush. I like him too, but it’s not time yet.”

“You must promise me, you must get him!”

“It’s fine. I promise you. I’ve always kept my promises, haven’t I?”

“Hehe, Pei Qin, you’re the best. I’ll only eat half of your internal organs tonight.”

The eyeball swayed back and forth, looking quite pleased.

Who would have thought that Pei Qin would slightly frown.

“Why only half? Don’t you love me anymore?”

The eyeball trembled slightly. “N-no, I do love you. Please don’t be angry…”

“Heehee, sweetie, I’m just teasing you. How could I ever be angry with my darling?”

Pei Qin smiled as he stroked the eyeball in his arms, his gaze filled with obsession, a faint crimson haze spreading through his pupils.

His face grew increasingly pale, as if coated with a layer of white wax in the darkness.