Chapter 145: Divine Blood Emissary! The Awakening Chance of Psychic Evolution!
What's going on? An earthquake?
After the cult, now an earthquake?
We can't be this unlucky...
The entire plantation ground shook violently, and many third-year freshmen stared around in shock.
Next, under the stunned gazes of everyone, they rose into the air!
No, it wasn't them flying—it was the entire plantation rising!
From afar, it looked as if the plantation hung like a floating island above the entire Demon Cavern Forest.
It's Vice Principal Ling Shuang from Magic University!
A freshman excitedly pointed at the slender figure in the distant sky and shouted loudly.
Then, from the southeast, a golden light flashed.
A massive golden ape figure appeared, its thick paws crushing entire stands of trees.
It swung its enormous club and slammed it hard into the void!
Boom!!
With a muffled sound, the entire space within the plantation trembled faintly!!
Whoosh—
A tidal wave of seawater drowned the Demon Cavern Forest beneath the plantation, then a colossal You blue water giant emerged!
The water giant opened its massive mouth and unleashed an endless stream of high-pressure water, striking the exact same spot as the golden ape's blow!
Boom boom boom!!
The sensation of spatial trembling intensified sharply.
At the same time, under Vice Principal Ling Shuang's assistance, fine threads of spatial cracks began spreading from the point where the two had struck!
It's Vice Principal Xu Ping and Vice Principal Jiang Mo!
Great! We're saved!
The appearance of three Grand Masters was undoubtedly a powerful boost to the despairing freshmen!
Everyone cheered excitedly.
Amid their excitement, the instructors also accelerated their slaughter of the Destiny Cult's psychics.
With hope of survival, the freshmen calmed down.
They instinctively turned their gaze toward Xu Jingming and Kieran—the two S-rankers at the very center of the plantation.
They didn't realize it until they looked—and what they saw shocked them.
The configuration of one peak fourth-rank and four low fourth-rank psychics instantly darkened their expressions.
We're done—S-rank's side is in grave danger!
Obviously! It's a cult; S-rank is definitely their first target!
That guy is Dong Sheng? How did he turn into this?!
Although Dong Sheng's beast-form had completely altered his appearance, many Jin University freshmen still recognized him.
They couldn't help but look horrified—how had he leapt from mid-second-rank to peak fourth-rank? What was going on?
On the other side, facing Dong Sheng's two choices, both Kieran and Xu Jingming remained silent.
For Kieran, allying with the Destiny Cult and killing the three universities' freshmen wasn't unthinkable.
But this was still Xia's territory; he wouldn't choose this path unless absolutely cornered.
As for Xu Jingming, he narrowed his eyes, glancing at the Grand Pontiff in midair, then at Dong Sheng.
Peak fourth-rank...
He was only low third-rank now—he couldn't possibly kill Dong Sheng, peak fourth-rank.
But his system panel still held 49, 00 psychic points; if he spent them all to raise his level...
He could nearly reach fourth-rank. Once he entered fourth-rank, he'd have a chance to turn the tide!
'Even though leveling up consecutively is too conspicuous, at this point, it's the only way to survive.'
Xu Jingming thought silently.
Other freshmen might hold out until the university principals broke the spatial lockdown—but as an S-rank, he had no escape.
Between exposing his abnormal leveling speed and preserving his life, life was far more important.
"All you prodigies from the three universities, you've seen it, right!
From mid-second-rank to peak fourth-rank—this is the power the Destiny Cult has granted me!
After I kill your S-rank, you'll be the next targets!
Of course, the Destiny Cult offers you a chance.
When I strike, if you join me and kill the surrounding freshmen—
Then you'll become a member of the Destiny Cult! In the future, you too can gain the same power as I have!"
Noticing the glances from the surrounding freshmen, Dong Sheng spoke with supreme confidence.
His voice echoed throughout the plantation.
For a moment, the previously calm crowd of freshmen stirred uneasily.
Anyone could see the three universities' Grand Masters still needed time to break through.
Before then, without special survival methods, once Dong Sheng turned to them, death was certain!
Dong Sheng's words offered them a choice.
But at that moment, Vice Principal Ling Shuang's icy voice rang in everyone's ears:
"Any freshman who attacks another will be expelled and executed on the spot!"
In midair, fierce winds howled.
Ling Shuang's long hair whipped wildly in the wind.
Her ancient black robe rustled in the gale, outlining her slender, alluring figure.
Normally, this would have been a beautiful scene.
But now, her delicate face, marked by a tear-shaped mole, was frozen with cold.
Proving her words were no empty threat...
Under the crushing pressure of her aura, a few freshmen who had entertained thoughts of betrayal quickly quelled them.
"Fools! You lack even this much courage!"
Dong Sheng sneered, turning back to Xu Jingming and Kieran, his grotesque face thick with murderous intent:
"Final three seconds: submit, or die?"
"3... ... ..."
Before Dong Sheng finished his countdown, Kieran raised his hands and stepped forward as if surrendering:
"Don't kill me—I join the Destiny Cult."
"Wise choice."
Dong Sheng nodded in satisfaction, then turned to Xu Jingming: "And you?"
Xu Jingming said nothing; a glow emanated from the space ring on his finger.
In his hand appeared the Qingxiao Black Dragon Spear, two meters one in length, wreathed in blue-purple lightning that crackled around it.
"Stubborn fool! You've chosen death!"
Dong Sheng narrowed his eyes and shook his head regretfully:
"With your potential, had you joined our Destiny Cult, you'd have become a Saint Son like me.
Perhaps we could've become good friends. What a pity..."
"Kieran, kill Xu Jingming. This is your initiation."
Kieran knew he wouldn't easily earn the Destiny Cult's trust—he'd prepared to kill other freshmen.
But he never expected his first target would be Xu Jingming!
Xu Jingming was Xia's brightest S-rank; killing him would leave Kieran with no retreat.
Of course, if it meant survival, that was acceptable—but the key issue was: he couldn't kill Xu Jingming!
As Kieran struggled with his dilemma, the four low fourth-rank psychics beside Dong Sheng stepped forward:
"We'll join you."
"Good..."
Kieran exhaled in relief, drawing his battle blade from his space ring.
He immediately activated his psychic ability, entering the S-rank technique "Beast Lord Descent" enhancement state.
'One low third-rank, plus four low fourth-ranks—maybe I don't need to spend psychic points after all.'
Xu Jingming slowly exhaled, his body swelling violently, lightning surging across his entire frame as he simultaneously entered Thunder Extreme State:
"Come on! Let me see just how strong you really are!"
"Still boasting in this situation? You're asking for death!"
One of the black-robed low fourth-rank beast-form psychics sneered.
He struck first, raising his great blade toward Xu Jingming: "Gale Slash!!"
Boom!!
Accompanied by terrifying energy fluctuations, a sharp gale swirled around the battle blade!
It slashed toward Xu Jingming as if slicing through the air itself!
A normal adept, faced with this strike, would either dodge or block with a weapon.
Yet Xu Jingming made no move to evade—he stood frozen in place, as if stunned.
"This is the S-rank of Magda? Not impressive at all!"
The black-robed man grinned fiercely, accelerating his blade another notch!
But the next instant—clang! his smile froze on his face.
On Xu Jingming's massive body, now in Thunder Extreme State, a suit of armor forged from liquid lightning had suddenly appeared!
The blade struck it and caused not a single scratch.
Instead, a sharp, stabbing pain surged up from the blade's hilt.
"How is this possible?! I'm a fourth-rank adept!"
The black-robed man's eyes widened in disbelief—then he saw a black-blue lightning spear's shadow hurtling toward him!
"Lightning Gale Break!"
With Xu Jingming's low voice and the roar of thunder echoing together,
the black-robed man's head was pierced clean through like a watermelon by the lightning spear!
Then—boom! it exploded, blood spraying everywhere!
His headless body crashed to the ground.
But unlike ordinary adepts, his fallen body still seemed alive, twitching as if trying to rise!
Without his head to control it, he could only convulse helplessly on the ground.
"Dare to charge in alone? You're asking for death!"
Xu Jingming snorted, retracting his spear to his side.
"Huh?!"
The remaining three black-robed men were stunned—they hadn't expected Xu Jingming to kill him so swiftly!
"You've got another S-rank defensive technique?!"
Seeing his subordinate cut down before his eyes, Dong Sheng's face darkened:
"Enough. I'll join you."
He stepped forward, surrounded by terrifying crimson flames.
From those flames, Xu Jingming sensed a lethal threat to his life!
It was an energy fluctuation even his S-rank technique, "Thunder Mingyu Armor," could not block!
"Looks like I'll have to spend my ability points after all… Too bad—I was hoping to test if fifty thousand points could upgrade my ability..."
Xu Jingming shook his head, opened his system panel, and was about to click the plus sign beside his level.
The headless black-robed corpse finally lost its last strength and stopped twitching.
At the same moment, a clear chime echoed in Xu Jingming's mind:
'Ding! Killed one fourth-rank lower-tier Divine Blood Envoy. Ability points +1000.'
Ability points: —>
The ability points on the system panel finally surpassed fifty thousand!
And the Ability field on the panel changed simultaneously!
Ability: Purple Heaven Divine Thunder (S-rank+)
End of Chapter
