Chapter 208: Did You Think Borrowing Our Record for a Day Meant You Could Keep It?

Beijing University, Replica Center.

Everyone's gaze was fixed tightly on the replica fissure belonging to 【Crazy Sand Temple】.

Xu Wenchang stood with his hands behind his back, a hint of tension on his face:

"Why hasn't he come out yet? How long has he been inside?"

Han Xue, standing beside him, rolled her eyes: "He just went in one minute ago. Aren't you being a little too impatient?"

"Ha… hahaha…"

Xu Wenchang scratched his head awkwardly.

"Only one minute?"

At that moment,

A bright laugh came from behind them.

"Xu, you can't even wait a minute? Too impatient, aren't you?"

Xu Wenchang turned his head.

There came Guhe, hands behind his back, face flushed with vigor.

"President?"

Xu Wenchang blinked in surprise. "Why are you here? Aren't you still meditating in the back mountains?"

Guhe walked over to their side, stroked his beard, and chuckled:

"Even I need a break, don't I? I've been meditating for four or five hours already. Came to check on our Beijing U's treasure."

"But… I have to admit, Lin Mo's approach is correct."

"Feel the thunder. Become the heavenly might."

At this, Guhe sighed, smiling bitterly:

"Easy to say, impossible to do."

"Just now I tried emptying my mind to accept the thunder—only to accidentally trigger total elemental chaos. Either it dissipated midair, or even… retaliated against me!"

"Guess I'll have to take it slow."

Listening to Guhe's description,

Xu Wenchang widened his eyes:

"That hard?"

"Obviously."

Guhe shot him an irritated glance:

"That's Thunder System—plus the strongest single-target divine technique in high-tier Thunder skills. Do you think it'd be easy?"

"But…"

Guhe shifted tone, his face lighting up with pride again:

"As long as the direction's right, success is inevitable."

He straightened his back, speaking with full confidence:

"I'll reach the level Lin Mo demonstrated this morning in no time!"

As soon as he said it,

The air fell silent.

Xu Wenchang and Han Xue exchanged glances, both faces twisted into strange expressions.

For some reason,

His words felt deeply off.

The president of China's top university, a supreme Thunder System True Person who dominated a region,

Standing here solemnly claiming he'd soon match the level of a freshman!

This is…

Backwards heaven and earth!

Seeing their odd expressions,

Guhe suddenly realized it too, his old face flushing rare red.

"Hahahaha!"

He laughed loudly, clapping Xu Wenchang on the shoulder:

"What's so strange about it?"

"You two just need to get used to it."

"I'm sure this kind of thing will happen more often in the future."

Hearing this, Xu Wenchang teased:

"President, since you've been enlightened by Lin Mo now…"

"Won't you have to respectfully call him 'Lin Laoshi' from now on?"

Hearing this jest,

Guhe didn't get angry—he glared back with righteous certainty:

"The one who understands the Dao is the teacher!"

"If he can teach me the true essence of Thunder System, I don't mind calling him 'Lin Laoshi'!"

"I'd gladly serve him tea and water daily at his villa and pay tuition!"

"You think everyone's as stubborn as you, clinging to pride and suffering for it, too proud to swallow your pride?"

Hit by Guhe's retort,

Xu Wenchang fell speechless, forced to laugh awkwardly.

"Alright, alright."

Guhe waved his hand, eyes fixed on the replica fissure.

"It's been nearly two minutes. He should be…"

At that moment,

The surrounding students erupted in commotion.

"Holy shit! Look! It changed! The replica record changed!"

"Fuck! The Demon King is insane!!!"

Xu Wenchang, Han Xue, and Guhe all snapped their heads up.

Above the replica fissure, the section once recording the Ghost God Sect's clearance record shattered in a twist of distortion.

In its place blazed a dazzling golden new record.

【Clearance Team: Lin Mo, Han Mengyao, Han Mengqing, Chu Lingxuan, Ye Kong…】

【Clearance Time: 1 minute 35 seconds.】

【Message: Japanese brats, you borrowed our record for one day and actually took it seriously? This pathetic replica took you 17 minutes to clear? Please clear faster—I'm not even getting any satisfaction breaking your turtle-speed records, you know?】

"One minute thirty-five seconds!!!"

"Holy shit! Not only did he break two minutes—he nearly broke one and a half!"

"Hahaha! If I were Japanese, I'd spit blood three liters after reading that message!"

Students screamed wildly, venting their excitement and pride.

At the front of the crowd,

Li Xuer raised her head high.

She turned around, pinpointing the boy who had just said, "Impossible to break two minutes."

"Oi, kid, what did I tell you?"

…

Meanwhile, elsewhere,

Deep in the vast ocean, on the Adams family's secret private island in the United States.

Deafening music echoed across the open-air estate on the island.

A group of blond, blue-eyed, arrogant young Adams family members lounged, arms wrapped around companions, indulging in decadent revelry.

On a sofa beside the pool,

Watanabe Jun'ichi sat upright.

Beads of cold sweat covered his forehead.

On either side of him knelt two Japanese girls, eyes filled with terror.

At this moment,

The two girls trembled as they tried to peel grapes for Watanabe Jun'ichi.

"Get lost!"

Watanabe Jun'ichi angrily shoved their hands away.

He had zero interest in any amusement now.

Three records: the Dragon Snow Plain had already fallen. Two left.

If all were broken, he'd have no choice but to perform seppuku right here.

Though he himself thought it unlikely.

Yet for some reason, he felt inexplicably uneasy.

"Mr. Watanabe."

Kat's lazy voice came from beside him.

Watanabe jolted upright and bowed deeply.

"Lord Kat!"

Kat held a glass of red wine, his upper body bare.

He walked over, gripped the chin of a Japanese girl, and forced her to lift her head.

Then he turned to Watanabe Junichi and asked with a frown:

"Watanabe, you personally selected all of these. Are you dissatisfied?"

Hearing this,

Watanabe Junichi broke out in cold sweat.

"No no no! Lord Kat, you've misunderstood!"

What joke is this?

To say he was dissatisfied meant he'd offered substandard goods to the Adams family?

Kat released the girl's chin.

He looked at Watanabe with a sly half-smile, his tone teasing:

"Oh? Could it be... Mr. Watanabe has unusual tastes?"

"If so, we still have a few left from your last tribute. How about—"

After he finished speaking,

Watanabe Junichi felt his stomach churn.

"No such thing! Absolutely not!"

"Lord Kat, I'm perfectly heterosexual!"

"I just... I just..."

Watanabe's mind raced, searching for a plausible excuse.

Kat took a small sip of wine and sneered, cutting him off.

"Enough."

"Worried about the seppuku? That was just a joke."

Kat stepped forward and slapped Watanabe's shoulder hard.

"Relax."

"You yourself said Longguo only got lucky—accidentally found a flaw in the Dragon Burial Snowfield."

Kat's tone was haughty:

"Find one flaw? Can they possibly find three in a row? That's absurd."

"Though I reported you seized three records, even if you kept only two, that's still impressive."

"The Adams family has always been reasonable. We won't blame you over something this minor."

Hearing Kat's reassurance,

Watanabe Junichi wiped the sweat from his brow and nodded rapidly:

"That's right! That's right!"

"Lord Kat is wise! Longguo was only lucky!"

Saying this, he straightened his posture and declared loudly:

"Lord Kat, rest assured!"

"This generation of Oni Corps is unprecedentedly powerful!"

"When we reach the Ten Thousand Nations Arena, I guarantee you—the Oni Corps will slaughter every single member of Longguo's Dragon Class! Not one will survive!"

Listening to Watanabe Junichi's vow,

Kat was thoroughly pleased and burst into loud laughter:

"Hahahaha!"

"Excellent! That's the spirit of a good dog! I look forward to your good news!"

At that moment,

a young Adams man hurried over.

He glanced at Watanabe, then leaned close to Kat's ear and whispered:

"Lord Kat, breaking news."

"Longguo has broken the record of the Sandstorm Divine Temple."

"One minute, thirty-five seconds."

"That's the other one among the three Japanese records—besides the Dragon Burial Snowfield."

The smile on Kat's face froze.

Watanabe couldn't hear what the young man said, but seeing Kat's expression, his heart sank.

"???"

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