Chapter 152: Caught by Insects

"I never knew that just after joining the tribe, the clan school mission would be so thrilling. There are actually Insect People personally stalking me," Su Linyuan complained. "They are Insect People! Why don't they stalk Foundation Establishment cultivators, and instead come to stalk a child like me?"

"Don't worry. If you die, I'll remember to burn a roll of paper money for you on the anniversary of your death next year," Yang Guan said.

"Paper money isn't only for mortals to use in the underworld; I've heard Ghost Cultivators all need Yin Coins," Su Lan spoke up.

Su Linyuan rolled his eyes at her in speechless exasperation.

Su Lan pressed her lips together and smiled.

In fact, ever since discovering the Insect People, she had made a clear judgment: she probably wouldn't make it through this time.

After all, she had no trump cards at all.

It would be strange if she could escape!

If she were caught by the insects, she might turn into one of those strange Insect People. She didn't want to be an ugly Insect Person, so she had already decided: if she really couldn't run away, she would take her own life.

Because she had completely let go, Su Lan was actually much more generous than usual.

"Don't worry. I brought a magic shield. When the time comes, we two will run quickly; we'll definitely escape with them," Su Yue walked over and said to her in a lowered voice.

Su Lan looked at Su Yue in surprise.

"Hurry and follow," Su Wuji reminded everyone. "While you talk, you must also run smoothly."

"Go, the second window on the left, Yang Guan," Su Wuji shouted again.

"Understood, no problem. I'll throw the first punch," Yang Guan immediately interjected.

"Su Cheng, you're second," Su Wuji added.

"Then I'll be responsible for the third punch. Everyone follow closely behind us; we'll all fight our way out together," Su Wuji said.

Boom! A deafening roar.

A small squad of martial class students from the right side of the cafeteria had actually defeated three adults, then punched a hole one person's height high in the wall.

He rushed out directly, and immediately seven or eight martial class students followed him out.

"Let's speed up too," Su Wuji glanced at them once and urged.

"They're coming, two on the left, Qing Niao," Su Jin spoke.

"Four are flanking from the right. Su Linyuan, Yang Guan, and I will handle them."

Su Qingniao, holding her whalebone bow, fought as if possessed by a god of war. One bow, three arrows—swish, swish, swish! Every shot hit its mark, striking the head of a certain kitchen uncle.

That uncle screamed and fell to the ground, unable to rise.

Immediately after, Su Qingniao shot three more arrows in succession, each faster than the last, splitting into three directions, and struck another young kitchen worker who was incredibly agile in running and jumping. She blew his head apart too.

Qi Yi, following behind her, was so shocked she almost forgot to breathe.

That peculiarly colored small bow, that archery-powerful Su Qingniao.

She remembered.

Wasn't this the idol of the poor disciples who rose two hundred years later in the sect, the Arrow God Zhang Qing Luan?

She recalled; in her memory, the face of the Arrow God strangely overlapped with the Su Qingniao before her, matching unexpectedly well.

But Zhang Qing Luan wasn't from a secular disciple background of the sect. Yet Su Qingniao was a disciple of the Su family.

What exactly was going on?

Just as she was lost in daydreaming, her body was suddenly grabbed hard, lifted rapidly, and quickly flew onto the roof.

Qi Yi turned her head suddenly and discovered that the one who had caught her was actually an Insect Person with green skin and a long tongue; it had hooked her shoulder and waist with its tongue!!

It was over; she was completely finished.

That green Insect Person even smiled at her, as if mocking her.

But before he could finish smiling, a flash of Jin Guang passed, and the Insect Person and she crashed down from the roof to the ground with a bang.

Damn, she almost got paralyzed from the fall.

Her tailbone must have cracked, right?

It hurts so much.

Su Qingniao quickly helped her up. "Hold on. We've reached the wall."

"I... I just now, who saved me?"

Qi Yi asked hurriedly as she struggled to stand up.

Who was it? Who exactly? Who could save her from the hands of a powerful Insect Person?

"Su Jin, of course. No one else could save you from a distance," Su Qingniao looked at Su Jin, who was joining hands with Su Linyuan to block the charging kitchen workers and chefs.

The admiration in her heart flowed like a surging river, endless and ceaseless.

Su Jin was truly too strong. That was still five or six meters away in open space, and the opponent was an Insect Person.

But with a single wave of Su Jin's hand, a flash of Jin Guang passed, and the Insect Person and Qi Yi fell down together.

This was the decisive effect of a trump card; she needed to get one too.

Boom, boom, boom!!

Three consecutive strikes, and the wall, unable to bear the weight, finally broke open into a large, light-filled hole.

Su Wuji and the others rushed out in a hurry.

Right behind them followed Su Lan, Su Yue, and Qi Yi, and Su Qingniao.

Finally, Su Jin and Su Linyuan, covering the rear, also came out quickly.

But after they came out, they found it was still a dead end.

Because there were even more Insect People outside the cafeteria; they had even formed a formation. The entire small square outside the cafeteria was filled with Insect People; at least two thousand Insect People stood there.

This combat power could withstand the pursuit of two thousand Foundation Establishment cultivators.

Moreover, among those Insect People, the one leading them, Su Jin took a look and recognized him. Wasn't this Feng Qi!

They had fought their way out with great difficulty only to fall into the enemy's net again.

Everyone's mood was heavy and oppressive. Moreover, they were led into a group of other schoolchildren on the small square.

"Which squad is this that rushed out of the cafeteria?"

Feng Qi's demeanor at this moment was somewhat unhinged; his eyes were cold and arrogant, carrying a ruthless aura of killing intent.

"The third squad," the subordinate reported.

"The agreed capture time has only passed five minutes, and three squads have already escaped. Are the subordinates I raised all useless?"

"Someone among them discovered our capture plan in advance," the subordinate continued to report.

"So you think those useless ones are not at fault? A group of children, each the strongest at Body Tempering Layer Four. They are each insect-people whose physical bodies rival Foundation Establishment; even such small children, you tell me they cannot deal with them?" Feng Qi was furious. "It is not that my brain has a pit, it is that their brains have a lump!"

"Yes, yes, yes, it is my lord who has a pit in his brain, it is their brains that have a lump."

Feng Qi: "..."

Feng Qi directly wanted to chop down the insect-person who had spoken.

But... this fellow was not his direct subordinate. If he chopped him down, the other insect-people would be difficult for him to command.

"Get lost."

The insect-person with horns on his head was inexplicably ordered to get lost.

Just at this moment, Boom! Boom!

Two more walls exploded consecutively on the cafeteria side. Two more squads rushed out.

Then, just like Su Jin and the others, they were all finally escorted to the small square.

Everyone looked at each other; in the end, only these five squads had rushed out of the cafeteria, totaling less than forty people together.

The remaining half were either captured or eaten, right?

That the first-year clan school mission was this dangerous was something everyone never expected.

What surprised everyone even more was that they had actually been captured by insects, and nine out of ten chances were that they were about to die.