Chapter 662: Chen Yan in the Eyes of the Five Clansmen

Lu Jianxia gazed at Chen Yan, traces of astonishment appearing in her eyes.

If the other party were Chen Yan, his previous help would have been an attempt to use her.

Then, there would be no reason for him to be willing to help her now.

Lu Jianxia felt a sinking sensation in her heart, and traces of coldness emerged.

The Lu Province martial artist who liaised with her was named Lu Fukun.

After she and her older brother Lu Wuyi successively went into seclusion, Lu Fukun had been the one liaising with Yu Laiwei and the others who came to the Kumeng Micheng.

Yu Laiwei found Lu Fukun and merely spoke some words that he had exchanged with the other party, and Lu Fukun confirmed that the person was the real Yu Laiwei.

Lu Fukun was a core member of Lu Province and would never deceive Lu Jianxia.

And, Yu Laiwei guessed that this martial artist disguised as Yu Laiwei was actually Chen Yan.

Because this routine was too familiar.

Disguising himself as a martial artist of the Five Clans and then leading the way in front of everyone—if this wasn't Chen Yan, then who was it?

Manipulating people's hearts was Chen Yan's specialty.

Moreover, Chen Yan would always use information advantages to continuously expand his own benefits.

Yu Laiwei was no fool; after a simple analysis, he knew it was Chen Yan who had disguised himself.

Yu Laiwei could be said to hate Chen Yan to the bone.

Not only did he swindle Yu Ming and Yu Qing, but he also directly caused his fiancée, Yu Cheng, to defect.

Therefore, after Lu Fukun told Lu Jianxia these things during class, Lu Jianxia could also be eighty percent certain that her deskmate was Chen Yan.

The other party could unleash malice.

This completely matched the rumor that Chen Yan had once transformed into an ancient divine beast on Myriad Forms Island.

Lu Jianxia should have been a personal witness to the events on Myriad Forms Island.

But after the Ancient Battle Platform, Lu Jianxia lost nearly three years of memories, so she had almost no impression of Chen Yan.

However, now...

Why would this Chen Yan want to help her?

A chill emerged in Lu Jianxia's heart.

Her own junior mentor, Lu Cunyang, had died at the hands of the other party.

This was a bloody, deep-seated hatred.

And the murderer was sitting right beside her, offering her a lifeline.

Struggle, anger, hatred—all sorts of complex emotions sprouted in the depths of Lu Jianxia's heart.

Immediately, she used a felt-tip pen to write a few words on the desk.

【What do you need me to do?】

Chen Yan looked at Lu Jianxia, his brows slightly raised; Lu Jianxia's attitude toward him had undergone a clear change.

Chen Yan could guess something, and immediately wrote a few words:

【No requirements, just helping my own teammate.】

Lu Jianxia's expression froze, and a trace of confusion appeared in her eyes.

Could it be that this deskmate of hers was not Chen Yan?

But how could that be?

How could Lu Fukun lie to her?

Chen Yan sat by the window, feeling the struggle of the woman beside him, and then wrote:

【Someone must have bewitched you; you can find me to confront him.】

Lu Jianxia furrowed her brows, gazed at Chen Yan for a moment, and then wrote:

【Thank you.】

It was true; she could not be certain now that her deskmate was Chen Yan.

If the other party dared to go for a confrontation, that meant he must have confidence.

Lu Jianxia no longer hesitated and accepted the life-and-death Qi radiating from Chen Yan.

As for Chen Yan, he had already begun to ponder.

He currently appeared to have a great advantage, but in reality, he was in crisis everywhere.

If Lu Xunyang could directly suppress the Dream-Eating Tapir, he would not have needed to coordinate with Chen Yan from the inside and outside like this.

Three days seemed like a long time, but it was actually extremely dangerous.

In three days' time, how could Chen Yan obtain more life-and-death Qi?

Compared to obtaining life-and-death Qi, Chen Yan also needed to pay attention to one point.

That was, the people of the Five Clans might cause trouble.

If he were already encountering many difficulties, and on top of that the people of the Five Clans caused trouble, then it would be even harder for Chen Yan to accomplish his goals.

This was also the reason why Chen Yan had returned to the classroom.

Chen Yan needed to find the Great Xia Creation Realm, and then confirm the identities of the Five Clans' Creation Realms step by step.

Let everyone become his assistance.

Soon, everyone finished their dictation again.

The bell for the end of class rang.

Chen Yan looked at Lu Jianxia:

"Go and bring that person over; I will confront him."

Lu Jianxia looked deeply at Chen Yan, saying nothing.

Chen Yan's voice was resonant and extremely earnest:

"We are currently in a difficult situation, let alone whether we should take the opportunity to deal with Great Xia.

But if someone wants to dismantle us from within, that is the first thing we must deal with."

A trace of surprise appeared in Lu Jianxia's eyes, and she nodded before leaving.

She was going to find Lu Fukun, and then have Lu Fukun confront Chen Yan.

After Lu Jianxia left.

Someone appeared beside Chen Yan and spoke:

"Are you really Yu Laiwei?"

Chen Yan's expression was calm:

"What do you think?"

The person who spoke was Shen Yiwei.

He was also doubting in his heart now; he and Zhang Chao had divided the work, with Zhang Chao going to find the Great Xia Creation Realm.

And Shen Yiwei had come to judge the identity of this 'Yu Laiwei'.

After all, the three characters 'Yu Laiwei' were said by the person himself.

Whether it was Yu Laiwei, no one knew.

Shen Yiwei had originally suspected that this 'Yu Laiwei' was Chen Changyuan.

But during the previous break, the Great Xia Creation Realms of other classes already knew who Chen Changyuan was.

It was not this 'Yu Laiwei'.

Shen Yiwei stared at Chen Yan and spoke:

"Regardless of who you are, can you tell me why Lu Xunyang wants to kill you?

Also, why did you become the Student Council President?"

Shen Yiwei's voice fell.

The ordinary students were like fools, turning a deaf ear to Shen Yiwei's words.

But the other martial artists looked coldly at Chen Yan.

Being recognized by the Malicious Illusion Realm meant that, in a sense, this person was no longer of the human race at all.

Both the Great Xia Creation Realm and the Five Clans Creation Realm loathed such people.

Chen Yan sneered:

"How would I know why I'm being targeted? Also, you had better not provoke me; I am the Student Council President now!"

Shen Yiwei frowned; for a moment, he was completely unable to tell who this person really was. Shen Yiwei turned around and spoke before leaving:

"Lu Xunyang is an army unto himself; if he wants to kill you, you won't live long."

Chen Yan narrowed his eyes and said indifferently:

"Is being an army unto oneself really that strong? If he were truly strong, he wouldn't have ended up in this state today.

How many people have been suppressed for so long that they don't even know who they are anymore?"

Chen Yan's voice fell.

"Audacious!"

"Damn it!"

"You will die sooner or later!"

Throughout the classroom, some people growled, endless rage erupting in their eyes.

Chen Yan slapped the table with one palm:

"Whoever dares to roar at me again, I will punish you by making you copy the poem again!"

In an instant, those martial artists who had been extremely furious now had looks of extreme resentment in their eyes, and they looked coldly at Chen Yan without speaking again.

Shen Yiwei's expression trembled instantly; he lowered his head, but a look of shock appeared in his eyes.

He had only wanted to test him slightly.

He hadn't expected it to really be Chen Yan.

His first meeting with Chen Yan was in an office in Yunmeng City.

At that time, Shen Yiwei had told Chen Yan that he was an army unto himself and was truly strong.

Therefore, he had tentatively said the phrase "an army unto himself."

And then, Chen Yan had really said the words that followed.

It was just that the meaning was the opposite.

Shen Yiwei's heart shook.

Chen Yan must have recognized his identity just now as well.

The person he was scolding just now wasn't his master Lu Xunyang, but him, Shen Yiwei, right?

Fine, fine, fine.

So now, he was taking the opportunity to say what was on his mind directly.

That's how it is, right?

Fine!

You are this!

Back when you were in the New Dragon Guard, I never saw you talk about people like this.

Shen Yiwei wanted to lash out.

But there was no way around it; what Chen Yan said was actually correct.

Back in Yunmeng City, having been suppressed for so long, he had indeed lost his Dao heart for quite some time.

However, these thoughts only surfaced in Shen Yiwu's mind for a moment before vanishing.

Now that he saw it, he understood.

The reason his master had attacked Chen Yan was clearly not to kill him, but perhaps to use the opportunity to establish a connection with Chen Yan.

Now that he had confirmed Chen Yan's identity, he could continue to plot future matters with him.

Shen Yiwu felt a sense of relief in his heart.

Upon entering the illusion, that extremely stifling feeling had actually vanished at this moment.

And it was at this very moment.

Clap, clap, clap!!!

Suddenly.

A round of applause rang out at the classroom entrance.

The Fatty Principal stood at the door, looking at Chen Yan with gratification:

"Well said!

This is the authority a Student Council President should have; whoever you want to punish, just punish them, the school will back you up!"

Chen Yan's expression shifted slightly, and he smiled:

"Being able to toil for the school is what I ought to do."

In an instant, the principal was even more moved.

A trace of something strange flickered in Chen Yan's heart, and he immediately continued:

"Principal, my body is too severely injured right now; could I have another IV drip?"

Within a single IV drip, it contained the energy of an entire Qi-Blood Path internal universe.

Moreover, it was almost like a form of irrigation governed by rules; inside Chen Yan's body, a nascent Qi-Blood Path internal universe had already formed halfway.

Naturally, Chen Yan wanted more IV drips.

However, after Chen Yan finished this sentence, the principal's expression changed; the smile on his face vanished almost instantly, and he narrowed his eyes, saying:

"As the Student Council President, how can you be so ignorant? Don't you know that if you take too much medicine, your body will get sick?

If you continue like this, I will have to consider revoking your status as president."

The Fatty Principal stood with his hands behind his back, revealing a cold look, and then left directly.

Chen Yan's expression was indifferent.

It seemed the method of continuing to obtain medicine would not work.

Unless Lu Xunyang appeared once more and severely injured Chen Yan again.

Of course, a second time might not be effective.

The teachers and principals within this illusion world appeared foolish, but in reality, they were acting according to specific rules.

When conforming to the rules, they would appear extremely foolish.

But if Chen Yan violated the rules, they would immediately change their faces, and it was highly likely they would kill Chen Yan on the spot.

One could view these entities as part of the illusion world's rules.

Lu Xunyang attacking Chen Yan made the illusion world believe that Chen Yan was an extremely important existence, which was why it brought out treasures to save him.

Now, the illusion world was also slowly waking up, and even beginning to be suspicious.

It was just as Lu Xunyang had said; in about three days' time, Chen Yan would be thoroughly detected by the illusion world.

Chen Yan sighed in his heart.

Old Lu.

If you hadn't come, perhaps I could have slowly researched and found a way out.

Now that you have appeared, it seems you have accelerated the speed for me, and also accelerated the speed for the illusion world.

At the same time.

Lu Jianxia and another male student walked into the classroom.

They had just witnessed the series of conversations between Chen Yan and the principal, and at this moment, the look in their eyes as they gazed at Chen Yan was also somewhat wary.

Chen Yan stood up and walked out of the classroom with them.

In the corridor.

The male student stood beside Chen Yan, looked at him, and whispered:

"Are you really Yu Laiwei?"

The male student was Lu Fukun; he had truly interacted with Yu Laiwei before, and since the real Yu Laiwei had only exchanged words with him, Lu Fukun believed him.

He also deeply believed that this desk-mate of Lu Jianxia was currently Chen Yan.

At this moment, for some reason, standing together with Chen Yan, Lu Fukun's body was trembling slightly.

Lu Fukun cursed inwardly.

Was he really this afraid of Chen Yan?

Clearly, when he had first entered Ten Thousand Phases Island, Chen Yan, disguised as Bing Yi, was no match for him at all.

Lu Fukun let out a low roar in his heart, then calmed down, looked at Chen Yan, and continued:

"Since you are Yu Laiwei, then tell me about the current layout of the Kumeng Micheng."

Beside them, Lu Jianxia was also staring deeply at Chen Yan.

Chen Yan gave a faint smile, took out a piece of paper, and began to draw on it; very quickly, he had drawn the entire layout of the Kumeng Micheng.

Lu Fukun watched quietly, his expression becoming increasingly grave.

Not until Chen Yan drew the hidden sniper point of the Yu Clan on the far left of the Kumeng Micheng did Lu Fukun's expression finally change.

"You... how could you possibly know?"

Lu Fukun opened his mouth wide.

"I set it up myself, how could I not know?" Chen Yan spoke.

He had been able to see the situation in the Kumeng Micheng the entire time.

Even after Lu Jianxia went into seclusion and Chen Yan could only see a sealed room.

There was still Lu Fukun and another Creation Realm expert from the Lu Prefecture named Lu Cheng.

Lu Fukun was among the first batch of martial artists from the Five Clans to enter the Dao of Will, and everything the other party saw within the Kumeng Micheng, Chen Yan had personally experienced.