Chapter 51: I Waited for You Until You Sprouted 08

Her black hair slightly curled, her slender, tall figure had just entered the safety passage when she saw a mirror.

Suddenly, the girl in the mirror kicked the floor mirror over with one foot.

Scent-mixing Tower

Jun Aran glanced at the already-repaired monitor, didn't go in, but took a detour, climbing along the sewer pipe to the second floor.

The worst scent-mixing room.

She pried open the scent-mixing room's door with an ear stud, the door opened, and inside lay many precision instruments.

Wearing gloves, Jun Aran took out a thick test tube, pulled a transparent small box from her pocket. The box housed tiny bugs; she used tweezers to pull out a rove beetle, watching it struggle, and without hesitation placed it into the test tube.

First step, place any rove beetles into the test tube and crush them.

The girl skillfully held a gauze, filtered the rove beetle's bodily tissue, leaving only its venom.

In her previous life, when she first made this venom, a rove beetle pricked her, her hand later swelled; Pei Yusen looked after her, had a specialist doctor summoned, used the best medicine, and for half a month she dared not go out.

This time, I don't know if Shi Shenlan can pull through.

Don't let Jun Aran get a chance to grab Shi Shenlan's weakness; otherwise she'll surely kill her outright, giving her no chance to turn things around.

In the monitoring room

The man stood with arms crossed, looking down at the enlarged monitor showing the girl; it was utterly unlike her usual carefree, unrestrained demeanor seen during the day.

She is truly beautiful, not strikingly stunning yet hard to ignore, her sleepy phoenix eyes pure and unworldly.

Next morning

"Ah——!" a sharp, piercing scream shattered the morning's tranquility.

In the hallway, a woman in sexy pajamas rushed toward room 806, covering her face, disheveled hair, stomping in slippers as she came.

Bang bang bang!

Inside the room

The girl wore a purple-blue tee, black ripped jeans, her platinum hair loose, delicate ear studs, and a pair of fair, slender hands like scallions.

Her fingers lightly dabbed her thin lips, applying lipstick.

Outside the door, the woman's shrill cry began, a sharp voice: "Jun Aran! Get out here, I know it's you, get out!"

Jun Aran gave the door a cold glance, said nothing, continued admiring her reflection—lazy sleepy phoenix eyes, lashes like a fan, a point of vivid lips, half-lidded eyes revealing a hint of amusement.

"Jun Aran! If you don't come out, I'll smash your room!"

Shi Shenlan covered her face, wailing nonstop, yet kept kicking the door with her foot.

She passed through the small living room, barefoot, and flung the door open.

The girl's world-weary beautiful eyes held laziness: "I don't know why the seventh senior sister is here."

As Jun Aran opened the door, Shi Shenlan lunged straight at her, teeth bared and claws flailing as if to tear her apart: "Is my face your doing!"

"Yes——" she deliberately drew out the sound, "Who said that?"

"It's obviously you, Jun Aran, you're truly vicious!" Shi Shenlan raised her finger, but Jun Aran seized her wrist.

In the hallway, more and more people gathered.

Ding.

The elevator doors opened, a man stepped out drenched in sweat from exercise, towel in hand, his muscular physique revealed, chest hard.

"What's the fuss?" Pei Yusen wiped sweat from his face, coldly regarding the two.

Shi Shenlan immediately let go, ran to Pei Yusen's front and cried: "Senior brother, Jun Aran harmed me, she ruined my face."

The man said nothing, looked at Jun Aran, a flicker of impatience showing in her world-weary beautiful eyes.

"Shi Shenlan, go to the clinic first." He squeezed the towel, "Senior brother, she harmed me, this can't just be left alone!"

The man directly ignored her resentment and dissatisfaction: "Jun Aran, come with me."

Having said that, his cold eyes flashed with a sharp glint, his sword-like brows sweeping over the people in the hallway: "Others, go back."

A few who had returned from Lucifer Academy didn't understand the rules, watching the crowd disperse yet still standing there waiting for a show, unaware that Pei Yusen was notorious at Linglong Academy for his thunderous methods.

Pei Yusen's face cold: "Want to go for the top prize or be made to run laps?"

The girl glanced at the group, eyebrows slightly raised, no smile, merely surprised they weren't afraid of Pei Yusen.

One person, unwilling to yield, retorted: "What are you even? You dare boss us around, useless pretty face, throwing your weight around."

Pei Yusen gave them a cold glance; this man usually repays grudges on the spot.

A hard fist slammed into the man's abdomen, the splitting pain making him clutch his belly and retreat a few steps; he couldn't help but wail, as if his innards were about to burst.

Pei Yusen's eyes held contempt, he casually flicked his hand, turned and shoved Jun Aran into the room.

Being shoved unexpectedly, she staggered back a few steps, leaning against the wall silent.

"Harming fellow disciples?" His voice low, he didn't look at her, instead wiping his hands with a towel.

She lifted her eyes slightly, not widening them much, and said lightly: "I'm merely returning the favor."

"She shoved you, you ruined her face, and you call that an eye for an eye?" he asked, raising his brows slightly.

Jun Aran gently brushed the hair from her cheek, tucked it behind her ear, and said: "The bystander's indifference will kill the aggressor."

The pattern on her tee was the anime-version Harley Queen, flamboyant and showy, the Harley Queen's expression on her face that arrogant.

Pei Yusen spoke neither cold nor warm: "Master said the day after tomorrow he'll take us to the temple."

They say that before the Buddha, those heavy with greed do not bow, those heavy with killing do not bow.

In this life, she is heavy with greed; she wants to take the Floating Gate Sect Leader's seat, pull Pei Yusen down, and make the three words "Jun Aran" become a free choice, a pass that allows advance or retreat.

From the moment of her rebirth, she never intended to look out only for herself.

"I'm not going."

Pei Yusen said nothing and left.

That counts as turning a blind eye to her.

In the corridor on the third floor of the Exquisite Pavilion

She wore a deep blue French retro-style top, the mandarin collar revealing her exquisite collarbone; the black long skirt with pleated edges did not cover her slim waist and mermaid line, her platinum long hair lazily tied with a gold plum blossom hairpin, and she held a Western sword whose tassel swayed with her movement.

"I understand, I've already arrived at 320."

Junaran hadn't yet stepped into 320 when she heard the noisy sounds inside.

Just stepped into classroom 320, she coldly glanced at the classroom with her beautiful eyes, placed the Western sword on the table, and lightly said: 'Senior Brother Luo has something to attend to outside; I'll take today's class.'

She slightly raised her eyes to look at the people in the classroom, and indeed there were one or two familiar faces: Huo Li and another female student, but she forgot what that female student's name was, as if she had seen her before.

"What is the senior sister's name?"