Chapter 139: Blood, Suspension, Spiritual Eye

Bang!

An invisible force activated, and the bottles lying on the floor shot through the air into Jiali’s hands.

The next moment.

All the pipes in the bathroom burst, surging liquid flooding the entire shower room, severed pipes flying horizontally and stabbing toward the students.

The sharp pipes pierced soft flesh with brutal ease, piercing clean through in an instant, crimson blood pooling across the floor.

One, two, three…

Two in a row!

Arms! Thighs! Abdomens!

Screams! Terror! Wailing!

“Hahaha!”

Jiali laughed loudly, tears streaming down her face as blood splattered across her twisted, grotesque expression.

“Madman! Madman!”

This sudden event instantly filled the bathroom with shrieks.

Everything happened too fast, too suddenly!

When the teacher arrived, blood mixed with water flowed across the floor; five or six girls lay naked and unconscious, while Jiali had fainted from emotional overload.

The scene before them was a mess.

Soon, ambulances and police cars arrived simultaneously.

After a brief understanding of what happened, the police prepared to take the school’s pipes back for testing; as for the statements of the terrified girls babbling nonsense—ha.

“Jiali did it because she laughed the loudest; Jiali was covered in blood, looked like a demon; they were mocking Jiali, this was her revenge…”

What nonsense!

Now supernatural powers and demons are showing up?

This is clearly an accident caused by the school cutting corners and using substandard materials—and now they’re trying to pin it on a girl? These girls’ bullying is utterly vile! Even now they’re trying to frame her!

Do you think I’m an idiot? Do you think I’d be fooled so easily?!

As for Jiali, the police chief had seen her—though the teacher had draped a robe over her, the blood on Jiali’s face hadn’t been cleaned yet; it was obvious it had all splashed onto her, just looked terrifying. If that counts as evidence, then the police might as well quit.

In the female police chief’s eyes, these bullies had zero credibility; anything they said was worthless. To believe them? She’d rather spend extra time investigating every detail herself!

At that moment.

One of the girls stepped forward. “Chief, I think it’s possible that Krista and the others accidentally damaged the pipes. They always do this—screaming and kicking around everywhere inside.”

Hearing this sensible remark, the chief, who had felt manipulated, finally calmed down. “Good, thank you for the lead. What’s your name, student?”

“Chief, my name is Su.”

“Alright, if we need to, I may call you in for questioning—don’t worry, it’s just routine.”

“Mm.”

Looking at the chief, Su took a deep breath. She was lying, but also telling the truth—Krista and the others really did behave like that. But those pipes…

Regardless, as a friend, she hadn’t stood up for Jiali then; now helping conceal the truth was her penance. She just wondered how Jiali was doing now.

Should she call one of Jiali’s friends?

Looking out at the pitch-black night, Su felt uneasy.

At this moment, the police chief had already collected all the evidence.

Before leaving, the female chief glared at the teacher and the arriving principal. “Your school’s educational standards are severely lacking. Especially these girls—utterly lacking compassion, even framing their own classmates. I will investigate this incident thoroughly.”

The female chief shook her head, unwilling to say more.

“I’ll be back. I hope your school has a proper explanation ready by then.”

The principal stared blankly, utterly confused—what exactly had happened?

She turned to the physical education teacher beside her.

The PE teacher, pale-faced, recounted everything that had just occurred. The principal’s face turned jet black—despite being white, she now looked like she belonged in chains.

“Krista!”

“Get over here! Fuck!”

“Principal, I swear, I’m telling the truth!”

Krista was still shaken—just a centimeter away from being pierced by that pipe. The girl in front of her had been stabbed through the thigh, screaming in agony—the sound still sent chills down Krista’s spine.

And Jiali—covered in blood, still laughing. Who else could have done it?

She didn’t know how Jiali did it, but it was definitely her!

Then she saw the principal’s grim face. “Krista! What are you talking about—demons and supernatural powers? Framing someone you bullied? Can’t you use your brain? Do you realize how much damage your words do to the school’s reputation?”

“From now on, you and your friends are suspended until this matter is resolved. You can return to class only after it’s settled.”

“What?”

Krista was stunned. “How can this be?!”

But she dared not protest—she could defy ordinary students and teachers, but not the principal.

She would just add this debt to Jiali’s name—she swore she’d expose Jiali’s true nature! Absolutely!

After Krista slunk away, the principal said, “We’ll visit the injured students tomorrow. And Jiali—she’ll be suspended temporarily.”

“Understood.”

…

When Jiali woke the next day.

Beside her were Su, Maria, and Madison.

“I… am I still alive?”

“Why are you here? By the way, where is this?”

Jiali looked around, bewildered.

“Idiot, you’re not dead.”

Madison grumbled, then launched into a tirade. “And what’s wrong with your family? Don’t they even teach you basic physiology? And your mom still hasn’t shown up? Seriously? Even my worst parents are better than yours.”

“What’s physiology?”

Jiali, still groggy from waking, hadn’t caught anything except the word “physiology.”

Madison rolled her eyes, too tired to speak. Maria leaned in quietly and whispered a few words.

Jiali’s eyes instantly cleared—then her face flushed bright red.

“I… didn’t know. No one ever told me. I thought I was hurt, that I was dying.”

“Thank you for coming to see me.”

At that moment, she looked at Su, who had remained silent, her gaze complex—but she spoke. “Su.”

“Jiali… I’m sorry.”

“I forgive you.”

Su, guilt-ridden, leaned close and whispered to Jiali about what had happened the night before.

Jiali froze. “Alright, then I’ll take a leave of absence. And thank you, Su.”

“It’s nothing—I should’ve done it. But Jiali, you have to hide it. Don’t act so recklessly again,” Su whispered.

“The police might not be fooled. Why not call Louis?”

Su knew Jiali liked Louis, and Louis’s aura wasn’t ordinary—he might help Jiali, or at least comfort her.

But Jiali shook her head frantically, glanced around, then changed the subject. “Didn’t Emma come?”

“Her? She had an emergency today—probably no time for a while,” Madison explained, then nudged her chin toward Maria. “As for what emergency? I don’t know. Ask her—they’ve been getting close, almost forming a clique to push me out~”

Maria smiled. She knew exactly what Emma’s emergency was—she was at the brink of breakthrough. Naturally, she had no time. Thinking of it, Maria felt a pang of envy.

Not envy of her cultivating inner qi—but envy of her being by Louis’s side, receiving daily guidance. Otherwise, how could she break through so fast?

“Enough, Madison. You could’ve joined too—you just hesitated.”

Maria said.

Madison fell silent immediately.

What a joke! All of you clustered around one guy—I’d have to fight for him? I don’t mind sharing or competing—I’m confident—but I really don’t feel anything for Louis…

After a while, Jiali’s mother still hadn’t arrived. Jiali couldn’t sit still—she didn’t want to stay in the hospital. After some persuasion, the three paid her medical bills and took her back to her new home.

…

At this moment, in the farmhouse basement, Louis had finally perfected his Spiritual Eye Technique.

In the pitch-black basement, a streak of white light flashed like lightning, almost resembling the phenomenon of spontaneous electric sparks in an empty room.

“Every detail revealed, yin and yang clearly divided.”

“Clear Spiritual Eye, penetrating illusion and reality.”

The Spiritual Eye Technique had reached the beginner stage—it could perceive yin and yang, and discern truth from falsehood. Now he no longer needed cow’s tears.

He could also sense that the next stage of the technique would bring further changes—this art was truly not simple, but it required increasingly more yin-evil energy to absorb.

He’d need to make a trip to Crystal Lake soon—its yin-evil energy was abundant, though it was far away.

Louis stepped out of the basement. The loyal Gu one still guarded him closely.

He checked the sky—it was nearly noon. He still had time. He got in his car and returned home.

As soon as he arrived, Louis noticed something was off—Yulunca was waiting in the foyer; Emma was nowhere to be seen.

Seeing Louis return, Yulunca immediately said, “Emma is about to break through—she’s in her room.”

Louis raised an eyebrow, not overly concerned—after all, it was just the formation of inner qi. This qi art was balanced and gentle; no mishaps were likely.

But he quickly arrived at the room, took out the key and opened the door; inside, Emma’s eyes were tightly closed, her face flushed, and in Louis’s perception, her aura was exceptionally strong—she seemed to be breaking through smoothly.

It seemed he too would break through soon.

(End of Chapter)