Chapter 659: The Best Student

"You must hand it to me before school ends," the female teacher said, looking at Chen Yan with a smile.

"Alright," Chen Yan nodded again.

Beside him, Lu Jianxia wrote a few words on the desk with a grim expression.

【What do you plan to do?】

There was worry in Lu Jianxia's eyes.

After all, no matter how much of that Life-Death Qi his deskmate possessed, it was not enough to finish writing an entire copybook.

Chen Yan shook his head slightly and flipped through the entire copybook.

There were thirty pages in total, with fifty characters on each page.

Before school ended, Chen Yan had to write one thousand five hundred characters.

Chen Yan held a gel pen and began to write.

This time, when Chen Yan reached the thirtieth character, his expression began to change.

Because the Life-Death Qi was not enough.

Chen Yan possessed a total of five wisps of Life-Death Qi; Life-Death Qi could be recovered, but each recovery required more than an hour.

Calculating the time, it was impossible for Chen Yan to finish writing these one thousand five hundred characters.

Chen Yan's expression turned grim.

He had become the class monitor, only to encounter an even bigger problem.

Class monitor...

What other powers did a class monitor have?

And what mysteries were hidden within this copybook?

Chen Yan lowered his head and began to think carefully.

Throughout the classroom, all the sounds of reading began to drift away from him.

Chen Yan felt as if his entire being had fallen into the copybook itself.

【Luo E Jia Kun Di Huo Sui Duan Chu Qiao Gan...】 The dense, crowded characters seemed to want to completely envelop Chen Yan.

In an instant, Chen Yan could not feel any temperature, nor could he feel any light.

For some reason, the characters on the copybook began to sway, and the crooked radicals seemed to begin rearranging themselves.

Hum!

Tinnitus.

The tinnitus that had not appeared for a long time began to fester deep within Chen Yan's mind.

Until a certain moment, when Chen Yan looked, the copybook was filled with nothing but the same character.

【Person Person Person............】

These "person" characters seemed to have gained life, truly turning into humans carved onto the paper.

They existed in a two-dimensional world and did not know that a three-dimensional existence was watching them from a position they could not imagine.

Chen Yan searched among these "person" characters.

He seemed to see a face.

It was a fat face.

That fat face was so swollen it almost burst its skin, greasy rolls of fat stacked between wrinkles, with several purplish-blue tumors protruding.

It was staring at Chen Yan with an extremely furious gaze.

Waves of endless chill struck him, and Chen Yan shook his head instantly, his consciousness returning to the classroom.

What this copybook contained was some kind of extremely evil array contract.

Not to mention writing it, even just staring at it brought Chen Yan a sharp pain that chilled his soul.

But at this very moment, Chen Yan clearly sensed that something was wrong with the entire classroom.

He turned his head.

He saw the female teacher standing in the aisle beside Lu Jianxia, staring at him.

A pair of eyes hidden behind glasses were wide open, the two eyeballs bloodshot, with nearly seventy percent bulging out of their sockets.

Lu Jianxia's expression was grim, and his look was somewhat dazed.

The vast majority of students in the classroom had their heads turned in unison, looking at Chen Yan.

The student sitting in front of Chen Yan had their head turned a full one hundred and eighty degrees, staring fixedly at Chen Yan.

The two students behind Chen Yan had their necks stretched out continuously, their noses almost touching the back of Chen Yan's head.

At the same time.

Chen Yan turned his head to look out the window.

He saw a fat face with tumors pressed against the window, staring at him from close range.

Chen Yan's pupils shrank; this was the very same fat face he had seen in the copybook.

Throughout the classroom, all the students who were martial artists frowned, looking at this scene in shock and suspicion.

What on earth was happening?

Suddenly, a furious voice rang out from outside the classroom:

"This character............"

The fat face with tumors pressed against the window began to twist and deform, its eyes widening:

"Is so ugly ah ah ah ah ah!!!!!"

This sudden roar shook the entire school.

In an instant, the female teacher's eyeballs were about to fall out, and she hurriedly spoke:

"Principal, Principal..."

The fatty-faced man looked toward the female teacher and snorted coldly:

"This is the student you teach? Such ugly handwriting—is this what you taught?"

Expel him!

Expel him!!!"

In an instant, the female teacher also glared at Chen Yan, her entire face turning icy and grim:

"I wasted my time letting you be the class monitor; is this how you serve as class monitor?"

Get out of here!!!"

Lu Jianxia's expression changed instantly as she looked at Chen Yan.

The five clans' Creation Realm experts also looked stunned, not knowing what they were thinking in their hearts.

At this moment, Chen Yan's mood also grew heavy.

He had been continuously using True Martial power and the aura of life and death to imitate the rules of malice, and now he must have attracted the attention of the entire illusion.

He had been targeted by the existence that created this illusion.

This calligraphy practice sheet was the second hurdle used by the female teacher, as a native creature of the illusion, to test Chen Yan after she sensed he was somewhat different.

Now, Chen Yan had failed to pass this hurdle.

Lu Jianxia's expression was ugly to the extreme; clearly, she had also realized it.

This calligraphy sheet was a trap.

Yu Laiwei had actually blocked this trap for her.

After all, what Lu Jianxia wrote would have made the female teacher even more uncomfortable, but Yu Laiwei had been too distracting.

"Hurry up, get out of here!"

The female teacher's screaming voice was still ringing out, and one hand had already reached out to grab Chen Yan.

Lu Jianxia gritted her teeth; although she had no feelings for this Yu Laiwei, the other party had just helped her.

But, what should she do?

Lu Jianxia's heart sank completely.

And it was at this very moment.

Chen Yan actually began to write.

"What is the use of writing now?!" the female teacher screamed:

"I told you long ago to write your characters better!!!"

Her voice turned shrill, and a pair of eyeballs were squeezed out from their sockets.

Yet Chen Yan continued to write, his hand moving extremely fast.

With a *swish, swish, swish*, he finished writing several characters.

The female teacher looked over, her expression changing slightly.

Even the fatty-faced principal, who was still standing by the window, raised his eyebrows at this moment: "Isn't he capable of writing well?"

The fatty-faced principal looked coldly at Chen Yan:

"I will give you one more chance; if you scribble again, I will expel you."

Chen Yan did not speak, only writing blindly.

His movements grew faster and faster, and page after page of the calligraphy sheet was finished by Chen Yan.

In the last row of the classroom.

Two students narrowed their eyes; they could not see clearly. They were martial artists, not native students of this place, and their necks could not stretch like giraffes.

Of the two students, one used a pen to write on the desk.

【Is he really Yu Laiwei?】

The other student wrote:

【I don't know, but the Yu Clan's methods are too inexplicable. I have fought them before; if it weren't for Xia Long protecting me, I would have died at his hands long ago.

You must warn Chen Yan to be careful of him.】

These two students were Shen Yiwei and Zhang Chao.

They had been assigned to the back seats, and after testing the waters a few times, they had figured out each other's identities.

And on Chen Yan's side, Chen Yan was still writing continuously.

"Well written, well written indeed! This is the most beautiful writing!"

A smile bloomed on the female teacher's icy face, and even the fatty-faced principal laughed at this moment.

Shen Yiwei and Zhang Chao exchanged glances, both frowning.

What on earth was that Yu Laiwei doing?

The other party must have parsed some kind of rule of this environment.

And beside Chen Yan, Lu Jianxia also parted her red lips slightly, looking at Chen Yan in disbelief.

Yet she saw Chen Yan's wrist, holding the brush, moving as fast as a phantom, the tip of the brush flying across the paper.

Strands of malice bloomed at the tip of Chen Yan's brush.

This was Chen Yan's second task for recalling the Heavenly God Armor and the Ember Malice Spear.

The first task was naturally to have the Heavenly God Armor protect Chen Yu.

As for the second, it was to feed the crystals of malice to Chen Yan's true body, which was still inside the Magnetic Storm Thunder Prison.

In this place, Chen Yan could use his own fundamental powers, such as True Martial, such as the power of will and the aura of life and death.

So, was malice a fundamental power?

Of course it is.

To say something that leaves all martial artists speechless, yet unable to refute.

That is, it's not as if Chen Yan hasn't been an Ancient Divine Beast before.

After the Malice Crystal was fed to Chen Yan's true body by Chen Yu, the Chen Yan inside the illusionary realm similarly felt the malice within his body.

If one were to say that Chen Yan's initial use of the Breath of Life and Death and the Power of True Martial was an imitation of the rules of malice within the illusionary realm.

Imitation, in the end, is just imitation.

Even if the female teacher and the Fatty Principal could not see what exactly was wrong with the characters Chen Yan wrote.

They would still feel something was amiss, feeling that the characters Chen Yan wrote were too ugly.

So ugly, in fact, that it directly attracted the Fatty Principal over, wanting to expel Chen Yan, this anomalous existence.

But when using malice, Chen Yan himself is an Ancient Divine Beast.

At this moment, Chen Yan didn't even use the Breath of Life and Death; he only used malice to write, yet there was no change in himself at all.

This is the preferential treatment the rules of malice grant to Ancient Divine Beasts.

Gradually, the way the Fatty Principal and the female teacher looked at Chen Yan changed.

If, before, they looked at Chen Yan as one would look at a disobedient, bad student.

Now, the way they looked at Chen Yan was more like appreciation.

Yes, appreciation.

"Come find me after class." The Fatty Principal smiled at Chen Yan through the window, then turned and left with his hands behind his back.

"Principal, I will bring him to find you!" The female teacher hurriedly spoke up.

Chen Yan, meanwhile, let out a sigh of relief.

He did indeed want to crack the rules of malice to deepen his own control over the rules.

But the most critical thing was still to survive.

At the same time.

The way Lu Jianxia looked at Chen Yan had completely changed.

Carrying confusion, and even more so a trace of shock, she used the pen in her hand to write a few words on the desk.

【Why do you possess malice?】

Chen Yan looked at the other party and wrote a few words:

【Do you trust me?】

Lu Jianxia was speechless.

Trust him?

If someone said this Yu Laiwei was actually an Ancient Divine Beast within this illusionary realm, she would believe it too.

But the other party had indeed helped her just now.

Lu Jianxia stopped moving.

Chen Yan continued to write a few words:

【My Yu Clan has a simulation core that can store malice.】

Lu Jianxia frowned, unable to understand.

Chen Yan continued to write:

【We of the Yu Clan have already arrived at the Withered Dream Maze City; I know you are ascending. If I wanted to harm you, I wouldn't have helped you earlier, and you would have lost your power and failed your ascension.】

Lu Jianxia's eyes trembled; she looked at Chen Yan and nodded as she wrote:

【I trust you.】

She continued to write:

【What is your plan?】

Chen Yan wrote:

【Infiltrate the school.】

Lu Jianxia was stunned:

【You want to use the power of the illusionary realm to eliminate Chen Yan?】

Chen Yan was a vague yet familiar name to Lu Jianxia.

The other party brought her, and the entire Lu Clan, immense pressure.

Chen Yan did not speak, writing:

【What do you think?】

Lu Jianxia shook her head slightly:

【Let's think of a way to leave this place first. I have the Breath of Life and Death and can analyze certain rules of this place.

Perhaps I can destroy those papers used for dictation.

If we join forces, leaving this place is what matters most.】

Lu Jianxia's expression was grave.

Is Great Xia an enemy?

Of course it is.

But dealing with enemies also requires choosing the right time.

Now that malice is dealing with the human race, if one were to deal with Great Xia at this time, wouldn't that be courting death?

Very soon.

Ding-a-ling.

The bell for the end of class rang.

The whole class stood up.

The female teacher nodded at the whole class, looked at Chen Yan, and smiled:

"Follow me."

Chen Yan stood up and followed behind the female teacher; the moment they walked out of the classroom, everyone held their breath.

But after Chen Yan appeared in the corridor, he did not feel any abnormality at all.

Sure enough, problems only arise when leaving the classroom during class.

Chen Yan and the female teacher passed by classroom after classroom.

The students inside every class looked toward Chen Yan.

After Chen Yan and the teacher left.

In an instant, the entire classroom began to grow noisy.

"What exactly is the situation? Did Chen Yan launch a sudden attack?"

"My First Layer Personal Universe is gone."

"Damn it, it seems we have entered the illusion of an Ancient Divine Beast; this method..."

"Dream-Eating Tapir!"

"Yes, it is Him; He has actually awakened."

…………

Lu Jianxia narrowed his eyes, then tentatively walked out of the classroom.

Shen Yiwei and Zhang Chao also left the classroom together; they needed to confirm the Great Xia Creation Realm first.

Very quickly.

Chen Yan and the female teacher arrived at the office building.

The large office building was extremely quiet.

Just as he stepped onto the stairs, Chen Yan heard the sound of discussion.

"Chen Changyuan, your handwriting is the best I have ever seen; after we see the Principal later, you must perform well."

"Okay."

Chen Yan and the female teacher walked to the second-floor corridor and, sure enough, saw an old woman less than one meter tall standing side-by-side with a male student.

When Chen Yan and the female teacher appeared, they also saw Chen Yan.

"Oh, you've also unearthed a good student?" The female teacher raised her eyes, looking down at the short teacher before her.

The short teacher's expression was also extremely ugly:

"What business is it of yours?"

As she spoke, she noticed Chen Yan behind the female teacher and narrowed her eyes:

"It seems there is more than one person who wants the position of Student Council President."

The female teacher sneered:

"Not just any Tom, Dick, or Harry can be the Student Council President."

Chen Yan's gaze was calm as he met the eyes of the male student behind the short teacher.

The other party's gaze was indifferent, seemingly devoid of any emotion, merely sweeping a faint glance at Chen Yan.

The short teacher tugged at Chen Changyuan's sleeve:

"Perform well later."

"Yes, Teacher." Chen Changyuan nodded.

A happy smile immediately appeared on the short teacher's face, and she pressed her cheek against Chen Changyuan's sleeve.

A trace of disgust flashed in Chen Changyuan's eyes, but he said nothing.

Within the world of malice, he possessed a natural advantage.

Perhaps it was destiny.

He had walked a path completely opposite to Chen Yan's, a path despised by the people of the world, yet one that also made the people of the world fear him.

He did not think there was anyone who could do better than him within the Malice Illusion.

But it was also at this moment.

The office at the very edge of the corridor opened its door, and the Fatty Principal stood at the entrance, looking at Chen Yan with pleasant surprise, rubbing his hands:

"Come quickly, Yu Laiwei, right? Come over here quickly!"

He was excited to the extreme, beckoning to Chen Yan as if he had met a close friend.

In an instant, both the short teacher and Chen Changyuan paused.

The female teacher, however, haughtily raised her head and spoke with disdain:

"Yu Laiwei was personally handpicked by the Principal; he is not someone just any Tom, Dick, or Harry can compare to."

Chen Yan walked calmly toward the Fatty Principal.

Soon, he was pulled into the office by the Fatty Principal.

Behind them, the short teacher arrived with Chen Changyuan and was just about to speak, but the Fatty Principal narrowed his eyes and roared:

"Get lost! Can't you see I'm busy?"

The short teacher was startled and hurriedly said:

"Principal, Chen Changyuan is the best student I have ever seen."

"What kind of..." The Fatty Principal took a deep breath, his eyes wide, and suddenly roared:

"What kind of student could be more excellent than Yu Laiwei, ah ah ah!!!"

His voice instantly resounded outward, vibrating throughout the entire school.

In an instant, the entire school began to shake.

Chen Changyuan stood rooted to the spot, a look of disbelief flowing within his eyes.