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Chapter 59: Intimidation
Roar!
With a thunderous shout, Lan Ling’s muscles surged violently, his body bulging with raw power. The overwhelming force erupted from within him, resisting the crushing pressure of the Juyi Charm with sheer will.
"Strong, huh?" Zhang Yu stepped calmly forward, standing face to face with Lan Ling, who was now straining under the strain, veins bulging as he slowly broke free from the charm’s grip.
Zhang Yu flicked the Lushu marked with the Inspection Department insignia, a smirk playing on his lips. "The Inspection Department operates under divine authority. You’re resisting? Defying the gods?"
Lan Ling’s gaze locked onto the Lushu, his eyes widening in disbelief. "That… that beggar joined the Inspection Department?"
In an instant, he tore free from the Juyi Charm, but instead of attacking, he froze—his eyes now fixed on Zhang Yu with a new, calculating stare, as if seeing him for the first time.
Seeing Lan Ling hold back, Zhang Yu turned toward Bai Zhenzhen with a triumphant grin. Today, I’m absolutely legendary.
Bai Zhenzhen stared hard at the Lushu in Zhang Yu’s hand, her heart pounding. Where did Yuzi even get that Lushu?… I have to borrow it.
The entire crowd watched Zhang Yu’s sudden appearance, stunned by how effortlessly he had repelled Lan Ling with the Juyi Charm.
He Dayou blinked, voice laced with confusion. "How did Zhang Yu even get into a divine office?"
Zhao Tianxing’s mind raced, anxiety warring with awe. "Zhang Yu bought a Lushu? Did he skip school to sell organs?"
He immediately shook his head, ashamed at his own thoughts. This isn’t the time for that. The real problem is—why are Zhang Yu and Bai Zhenzhen clashing with second-year seniors? That’s the real disaster.
Still, a flicker of admiration sparked in Zhao Tianxing’s chest. Facing a senior head-on like that… kind of badass, actually.
Qian Shen’s eyes were glued to the Lushu in Zhang Yu’s hand. Zhang Yu’s Dao Exam score is about to skyrocket!
Just as Zhang Yu and Lan Ling locked eyes, the tension thickening in the air, the temperature in the training hall suddenly plummeted.
Lan Ling, still breathing hard from his exertion, now exhaled visible white vapor in the freezing air.
He sneered at Zhang Yu, then slowly stepped back, turning toward the entrance.
"President."
Everyone followed his gaze.
Footsteps echoed softly across the floor, and Zhou Chichen emerged, walking through the icy frost that had formed beneath his feet.
Zhou Chichen, Vice President of the Student Council—once the student speaker at the start of term, a monthly fixture on the school’s screens and announcements due to his flawless record. The living legend among students, the ultimate senior, the man who stood above all.
His arrival silenced the entire hall.
He Dayou was the first to react, bowing deeply. "Senior, good morning."
The signal was given. Every first-year student bowed in unison. "Senior, good morning."
The second-years followed suit. "President, good morning."
Though officially Vice President, in the absence of the third-year student council president—focused on university entrance exams—Zhou Chichen effectively ruled the school.
Strength. Grades. Wealth. Power. He was the undisputed king of Songyang High School.
Zhang Yu and Bai Zhenzhen watched Zhou Chichen’s arrival like subjects witnessing a king’s procession—only they were the two who refused to bow.
Zhou Chichen didn’t address them immediately. Instead, he turned to the second-years, his aura growing colder with each breath. Frost thickened around him.
"Shuang Youpeng. You were top in the first year—highest total score, top in practical combat. What did you think of the fight between Bai Zhenzhen and Lan Ling?"
From the back ranks, a smaller second-year stepped forward.
Under the weight of everyone’s gaze, he fidgeted—hands clutching at his hair, fingers scratching his ear. His eyes were wide with fear.
"Overconfident... reckless... utterly unaware of the gap between you and your opponent," he stammered.
Watching him tremble like a dog begging for mercy, Zhang Yu and Bai Zhenzhen felt a wave of disgust. Once the pride of the first-year class, Shuang Youpeng now looked like a shadow of his former self.
Zhou Chichen gave a slight nod. "Even your first-year self fought with more sense."
Shuang Youpeng flailed his hands. "Overpraised! You’re overpraising me!"
Zhou Chichen turned to the first-years, voice calm but piercing. "Did you appreciate the senior’s guidance?"
In unison, the first-years bowed. "Thank you, senior, for your guidance."
In moments, Zhou Chichen had become the center of the entire hall—every student swayed with his every word, every glance, every breath.
Only then did he finally look at Zhang Yu and Bai Zhenzhen.
"Zhang Yu. Bai Zhenzhen. Lan Ling and Bai Zhenzhen were engaged in a normal teaching exercise. Why did you attack a senior with a Juyi Charm?"
He raised his hand slowly. Frost-blue energy spiraled from his palm, dropping the temperature once more.
"Using a Juyi Charm on school grounds—or disrespecting your elders—I, as Vice President of Songyang High School, cannot tolerate such acts."
Zhang Yu’s eyes flickered. He raised the Lushu. "Zhou Chichen. Are you really going to attack a Spiritual Assistant of the Inspection Department?"
Zhou Chichen’s eyelids lowered slightly. A faint smirk tugged at his lips.
In his mind’s eye, the Heavenly Eye Charm revealed Zhang Yu’s profile.
Songyang City Inspection Department – Contracted Employee (View Details)
An insignificant contractor. A tiny, petty position. How dare they cause trouble in Songyang High?
Just as Zhou Chichen’s frost energy began to surge, a warm gust swept through the hall from all directions. The icy air vanished. The temperature returned to normal.
Zhang Pianpian stepped through the doorway, accompanied by another man.
"You’re going to attack my temporary employee?" Zhou Chichen whirled around. His expression froze when he saw her face. "Zhang Pianpian? What’s she doing here? Is she backing up Zhang Yu?"
Zhang Pianpian? Zhang Yu? Both surnames are the same… Are they related?
But Zhou Chichen remembered checking Zhang Yu’s file. There was no such powerful relative.
Unless… Zhang Yu found a new master—someone who paid more. Is he now just a dog for Zhang Pianpian?
Still, Zhou Chichen didn’t drop his stance. "Didn’t you hear me?"
Zhang Pianpian stepped forward, her voice cool. "Did you not hear me speak?"
"Or are you truly seeking war with me?"
As she spoke, her right index finger rose. The Lushu floated effortlessly into her fingertip.
Then—her finger began to move, tracing a rapid pattern across the scroll.
Bai Zhenzhen gasped. Her eyes darted to Zhang Pianpian’s uniform. Bailong High School? What is she doing? Is she about to fight Zhou Chichen?
Zhang Yu’s heart raced. No hesitation? What’s she planning to use? Another Juyi Charm?
In that tense silence, the spell completed. A surge of Martial Energy erupted from the Lushu.
Weiya Charm – Activated!
Above Zhang Pianpian’s head, two lines of text appeared instantly.
The first line read:
Bailong High School – Grade 12 Monthly Exam Total Score: 699
The students gasped. Their eyes widened in shock.
"Six hundred and ninety-nine?" Qian Shen nearly screamed in his mind. A god! The future College Entrance Exam champion!
Before anyone could recover, the second line began to form.
Bank Balance: 2
At first, just a '2'. Then, a '5' appeared.
Then, another digit. Then another.
20,000?
250,000?
2.5 million?!
When the number hit 25 million, the students’ breathing quickened.
They finally understood what kind of spell this was.
Weiya Charm – Summon Divine Power: Display Score and Wealth to Intimidate.
When it reached 250 million, the air itself seemed to vibrate. The students felt their blood stir.
When it finally settled at 2.5 billion, the sheer pressure was unbearable—like a mountain pressing down on their chests.
This was only the bank balance.
The implications—wealth, power, supernatural influence—sent chills through every soul.
Even He Dayou felt his heart skip. "A bank balance of 2.5 billion? What’s her total net worth?"
He pulled out his own Lushu, activated the Heavenly Eye Charm, trying to glimpse her secrets.
But above her head, only five words appeared.
You are not worthy to know.
She had sealed her true identity. He couldn’t see a thing.
Seeing those words, He Dayou froze. His face drained of color. It was like staring into an abyss—a chasm that could never be crossed.
Zhao Tianxing stared, counting the digits over and over. Each time, he lost track. When he finally confirmed it—2.5 billion—his breath caught.
"So rich… so unbelievably rich… The pressure of wealth is real!"
In that moment, Zhao Tianxing felt utterly insignificant. He didn’t even feel worthy to stand in the same room.
Zhang Yu was stunned. My rich sister?
No way… I don’t remember our family being this rich…
If anything, we’re poor! Where did she even get all this money?
This doesn’t make sense… It’s impossible…
What happened to her all those years apart from us?
The question that had lingered since the Spiritual Assistant test now exploded in his mind.
How did she go from a beggar to a billionaire?
I… want to learn how to do that too.
He couldn’t understand. But one thing burned in his chest.
Why did you leave us, sister? Mom and I… we’re your real children, aren’t we?
Meanwhile, Zhou Chichen slowly released his frost energy.
His gaze flicked over the score, the balance, and the words: You are not worthy to know.
Finally, he spoke—calm, polite, almost gentle.
"Miss Zhang. I apologize. I didn’t know Zhang Yu was under your protection. Had I known, I would never have challenged him."
Zhang Pianpian gave a satisfied nod. "Good. Make sure you remember your words."
"Never let me hear of you harming my subordinates. Or I’ll use these ‘pocket change’ to buy your brain."
"Your father would be very happy to earn that money."
Zhou Chichen’s eye twitched. For the first time, he was speechless.
Just as silence fell over the hall, the man who had entered with Zhang Pianpian laughed heartily.
"Relax, Pianpian. Just a joke. No need to take it so seriously, Zhou Xuedi."
The man was none other than Chu Chengxuan—the top student in third year, and the true President of the Student Council.
(End of Chapter)
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