Chapter 287 Backer (First Update)

Liu Shan, who was being pointed at, was startled.

"My lord, I am Liu Shan, and I am in charge of the cultivation selection. Today, Fellow Daoist Xia reported Fellow Daoist Tong. I was only trying to resolve the dispute and did not intend to make things difficult for Fellow Daoist Tong."

"And then? Was it resolved?"

Shang Yanting looked at him coldly, "I heard you were going to take off her clothes?"

"this……"

Liu Shan looked at Zhuo Jingya and said, "This junior had no other choice."

"What a helpless move."

Shang Yanting released his spiritual power, followed by the sound of clothes being torn.

Tear—!

It cracked.

Jia Xitong quickly looked at the clothes she was wearing; the fabrics used to make her clothes were all very expensive.

It wasn't her who broke down, it was everyone else.

The cultivators' clothes instantly turned into strips of cloth. Shang Yanting's attacks were indiscriminate, and even Hu Changxiu was left naked in a second.

"ah!"

The one who screamed was Zhuo Jingya.

She quickly clutched the torn pieces of cloth to cover her private parts. Panicked and nervous, she curled up in a corner.

"Jingya Fairy!"

Sharp shouted, his anxiety and worry mixed with a fascination as he gazed at Zhuo Jingya's exposed skin.

Their interaction at that moment drew all eyes to them.

Jingya Fairy...

This nickname is so awkward it gives me goosebumps.

Jia Xitong turned her head toward the direction of the sound, but her eyes had already been covered by Shang Yanting.

"How could you, the lord of a peak, be so vulgar?"

Sharp berated Shang Yanting, his neck veins bulging with anger.

Hearing his words, Liu Shantou lowered his head even further.

Sharp is a brainless idiot.

What is high class and what is low class?

These are all decisions made by these bigwigs. Everyone else has a powerful backer, yet Sharp is still provoking and making enemies. They're truly like a newborn calf unafraid of a tiger, having nothing but trying to fight a losing battle.

Bang--!

Sharp was hit and flew backward, crashing into the wall and leaving a spiderweb-like pattern. His internal organs were in excruciating pain, his flesh was embedded in the mud and sand, and his back was a bloody mess.

At the same time, hurried footsteps could be heard outside, and a group of middle-aged cultivators jogged upstairs.

"Manager? Director? Manager?!"

Liu Shan looked at the group of cultivators who had rushed up, who were clearly his superiors. He had initially only wanted to do Zhuo Jingya a favor, spend some time checking the fine bucket, and just get by, but he hadn't expected to attract his superiors.

And this happened when I was completely naked, disheveled, and embarrassed.

Li Maochang didn't even glance at Liu Shan, and walked straight toward Shang Yanting, "Peak Master Yan."

They are even more nervous than Liu Shan is now.

Yesterday everyone was laughing and chatting at the banquet, but today his subordinate offended Yan Qing's people for a trivial and childish reason.

They had witnessed it firsthand at the banquet; that person was no ordinary person to this young peak master. His attendance at an unrelated gathering might even be due to her.

Some things feel even worse once you figure them out.

"Peak Master Yan, this is our dereliction of duty. We will deal with Liu Shan and the others properly."

Shang Yanting snorted coldly, feeling disgusted at the sight of the group of people kneeling naked on the ground, looking like worms.

He looked at Jia Xitong, "What are you thinking?"

"Dear host, I can't see it."

Jia Xitong blinked, her eyelashes brushing against Shang Yanting's palm like tiny fans. He glanced at his hand and said softly, "Looking around like that will give you a sty."

"Where?"

Yes, you can.

The censored mode prevents her from seeing anything.

"What do you want to do with them?"

Shang Yanting brought the topic back to the main point with two sentences.

“Sharp is that treacherous acquaintance, along with Cuiping and Zhuo Jingya. They bullied me.”

Jia Xitong began to grumble and complain, and Liu Shan, not hearing his own name mentioned, secretly breathed a sigh of relief. However, when he met Li Maochang's gaze, he knew he couldn't escape responsibility this time.

But for Jia Xitong, Sharp was the most crucial person.

After learning the whole story from Li Maochang's interrogation, Shang Yanting's gaze towards Sharp subtly changed; it now held murderous intent.

"Have the school's teaching staff become so incompetent that they would believe such absurd things?"

Transparent silk threads wrapped around Sharp, then pierced deep into the top of his head.

This is the most painful way for the puppet threads to enter the human body. Sharp, who was originally injured and unconscious, was in so much pain that his body was convulsing.

His voice became dull and indistinct, like the babbling of someone in a coma, "Drive Xitong out and let her die!"

These words were particularly clear in the quiet classroom, forcing one to admit that Sharp had deliberately fabricated this absurd story out of personal grudges.

Shang Yanting looked at Li Maochang and said, "Please handle this matter strictly, Manager."

"Of course, this junior will certainly give Peak Master and Fellow Daoist Tong a satisfactory result."

Everyone's attention was on them. At this moment, Zhuo Jingya, who was hiding in the corner, had her hair disheveled, which obscured her expression of shame, indignation and disbelief.

Beside Yan Qing was a magical beast the size of a dog, capable of human speech and possessing great intelligence, and the beast's name was Xitong.

Sharp had never interacted with Yan Qing, so he certainly wouldn't know about this. Yet he was able to recount so many things that matched up, proving that he wasn't lying.

Moreover, none of his actions and reactions yesterday seemed like acting.

So this thin bucket is the same thin bucket that Yan Qing used to possess as a magical beast?!

A magical beast transforming into human form to become a teacher—this is a blatant disrespect to the academy! Zhuo Jingya suddenly realized she knew a huge secret, and her whole body trembled with a mixture of fear and excitement. She looked at the most conspicuous man in the crowd, silently calculating how to maximize her gains. Then, she met his handsome yet cold eyes.

She saw Yan Qing smile at her.

This man, several times more handsome than Wan Qijie, possessed a calm and noble demeanor that made her heart race. Yet, at that very moment, she felt a chill on the back of her neck, and a sudden wave of dizziness washed over her…

A moment later, she heard a group of people talking.

"This is a direct disciple of Master Nimu."

“Master Nimu is unavailable, so please ask Young Master Wanqi to come and pick them up. Also, please tell Zhuo Jingya about the relationship between her and Sharp.”

no!

Although Wan Qijie is a spoiled and foolish playboy, if he finds out that he is entangled with other men, he will definitely not let him off easily.

Zhuo Jingya wanted to stop her, but found herself speechless.

She watched Yan Qing leave with Jia Xitong, and then watched Wan Qijie storm in with a group of men. Before she could say anything, Wan Qijie slapped her twice across the face.

"You bitch!"

Wan Qijie, with a menacing air, dragged Zhuo Jingya out. She tried to scream, but felt as if something was choking her throat. As Wan Qijie dragged her, her face turned deathly pale, and the whites of her eyes rolled back…

(End of this chapter)