Jian Xiuyun, on the other hand, was quite calm. While maintaining an elegant smile, she casually tossed Lu Jing's severed arm to the ground as if it were a useless object.

Immediately afterwards, Jian Xiuyun flicked her fingertips, and a strange fluctuation rippled in the air. A terrifying-looking little ghost appeared in response, its greedy gaze instantly locking onto the severed arm.

Then, to Lu Jing's astonishment, he picked it up and sat on the ground, chewing it greedily.

This scene was a devastating blow to Lu Jing. The line between reason and madness began to blur in his eyes, replaced by an unfathomable madness.

"Ha~ Hahahaha~ Good, good!" Lu Jing laughed loudly, looking up at the sky.

Despite the excruciating pain emanating from his severed arm, Lu Jing swiftly retrieved a nano-therapy needle from his pocket. Without hesitation, he decisively inserted the needle into his body, and a warm and powerful energy instantly surged throughout his entire being.

Under the influence of the recovery item, Lu Jing's torn left arm began to undergo an astonishing transformation. New flesh grew rapidly at a visible rate at the site of the tear, gradually filling the shocking crack.

Soon after, a flawless, undamaged arm reappeared on Lu Jing's body, seamlessly connecting with the previous severed arm, as if it had never been injured. However, his pale face due to blood loss betrayed the fact that Lu Jing was now weak.

"Again!"

He lashed out with his whip, his eyes full of provocation as he looked at Jian Xiuyun. In reality, when no one was paying attention, the whip's tail swept up the little devil next to him.

A ruthless glint flashed in Lu Jing's eyes. The bone whip tightened instantly, and amidst the little devil's screams, it easily tore him into a pile of corpses.

The body parts were scattered on the ground, and the splattered blood stained Jian Xiuyun's neat trouser legs. Finally, Lu Jing did not forget to raise his chin at Jian Xiuyun.

how?

Jian Xiuyun smiled as always, neither getting angry nor changing her expression. Lu Jing's punch landed squarely on cotton.

The events just now happened too fast. Xiao Jin originally wanted to intervene, but she realized that although Jian Xiuyun was ostensibly fighting with Lu Jing, his gaze was always subtly fixed on her.

Xiao Jin's heart stirred, so she stood aside and watched.

Perhaps because her amused gaze was so obvious, Jian Xiuyun abandoned Lu Jing on the other side, moved slightly, and appeared right in front of Xiao Jin the next second.

"Your gaze is interesting; you've seen me before!"

Xiao Jin was stunned for a moment. Only when she faced Jian Xiuyun directly did she understand why Lu Jing reacted that way.

The man in front of her looked harmless, but once she got close to him, Xiao Jin felt as if the air around her was suffocating, and an invisible pressure surrounded her shoulders, causing all of Xiao Jin's muscles to tense up.

Upon hearing his words, Xiao Jin's eyes flickered for a moment, then he said expressionlessly, "Principal, you are joking. I am a freshman at Linhai High School and have not yet had the chance to meet you."

"Heh~" Jian Xiuyun's chest vibrated, and his magnetic low laughter echoed in the corridor.

"So, this... student, if I remember correctly, it's class time now. Shouldn't you be in class? Why are you secretly standing outside my office?"

The other party continued along with Xiao Jin's words.

Lu Jing, standing to the side, was unsure of the situation. His gaze shifted between Jian Xiuyun and Xiao Jin, but he could sense that the principal didn't seem to intend to kill them.

That arm I just saw was a warning to myself for striking first.

However, Lu Jing still couldn't understand it. Logically speaking, the principal should also be a vengeful ghost, but upon closer inspection, he was completely different from Yu Ling, whom he had encountered before.

The principal wasn't as resentful as she was, nor did she have a sinister aura. She seemed quite rational and spoke clearly and logically, just like an ordinary person.

Ahead, Xiao Jin and Jian Xiuyun were still facing off.

Xiao Jin was quite speechless. With the ghostly scene downstairs, it was impossible to even think about having class, let alone whether the teacher was still alive.

So she gave Jian Xiuyun a "what do you think?" look.

For some reason, He was in an exceptionally good mood at this moment. Since His arrival in this world, He had been occupying territory, developing believers, and expanding the ghost realm in various places, but He had always felt empty inside.

Until He saw Xiao Jin, His empty heart seemed to be filled, and joy gradually overflowed.

Jian Xiuyun lowered her eyes slightly, and a faint golden light appeared in her eyes, but the flash was too small for Xiao Jin to see.

As if seeing through his chest and peering into what was inside, a rare look of bewilderment appeared in Jian Xiuyun's eyes.

Xiao Jin, sitting opposite, frowned slightly and said, "I wasn't eavesdropping. Your door wasn't closed properly. It seems something happened outside, so I came to find the principal to call an ambulance."

Since the other party was playing abstract games with her, Xiao Jin followed suit and started talking nonsense in a serious manner.

Jian Xiuyun's loss of composure lasted only a moment. After regaining her senses, she heard Xiao Jin's heartfelt 'suggestion' and found it extremely amusing.

"Thank you so much, classmate. Someone will take care of the rest. Let's talk about skipping class properly."

Then Jian Xiuyun opened his palm, and a folded piece of white paper appeared in his hand. He unfolded it in front of Xiao Jin, looked at it carefully, and then turned the paper over.

"Xiao... Jin... classmate!" Jian Xiuyun muttered the two words in her mouth, and for some reason, they sounded natural.

“I received a report from your homeroom teacher saying that you not only skipped a week of classes, but also missed the weekly test. You can’t possibly wait for me on the rooftop all week!”

You're a genius!

Xiao Jin simply stopped talking and stared at Jian Xiuyun with dead fish eyes, giving him an expression that said, "Go ahead and pretend."

As the principal of the school, Jian Xiuyun easily found the information she wanted from the head teacher of Class 3, Grade 1.

Since the other party even knew his name, Xiao Jin believed that Jian Xiuyun couldn't possibly be unaware that he had been led into the inner world by Yu Ling.

Jian Xiuyun was not surprised that he did not receive a reply. Suddenly, his expression became serious, and he looked just like a principal who was responsible for his students.

Immediately, Jian Xiuyun reached out and grabbed Xiao Jin. Xiao Jin looked surprised; she hadn't managed to dodge.

Immediately afterwards, Xiao Jin was like a lone boat swept by a giant wave, involuntarily pulled towards Jian Xiuyun.

The distance between the two instantly closed, close enough that they could clearly feel each other's rapid breathing and the frantic beating of their hearts.

Jian Xiuyun's deep voice rang in Xiao Jin's ear, tinged with coldness: "However, disobedient students will be punished."