Chapter 569

"You…!" The crowd from the eight elite schools erupted in fury, rushing forward to confront Wang Da Dong.

At that moment, Wang Yase walked over, looked at Wang Da Dong, and said sternly: "Narcissist, don't rush before you understand what's going on."

Wang Yase felt this matter had suspicious points, so he didn't want to make a hasty decision.

"If you claim Wang Da Dong injured your students last night, do you have proof?" Lin Yu said coldly, his gaze sweeping over everyone from the eight elite schools.

"This guy hurt us—would we come here without proof?" a girl shouted: "I saw it with my own eyes—it was him!"

"I can testify too," another boy stepped forward.

"We saw it too."

One after another, people spoke up, claiming they had witnessed Wang Da Dong attack their schoolmates.

"Don't spout nonsense without solid evidence—it'll only invite trouble."

Lin Yu thought for a moment, realizing someone must be manipulating this situation to create the current deadlock—but he hadn't yet figured out who.

"This is a backup video I took from a roadside camera—look, who is this?"

【424】 Hand over Wang Da Dong

At that moment, Gu Zhi, Tai Yang, and Liu Chen walked over from the other side, clutching a phone, their expressions icy: "The video's on this phone—if you don't believe us, check it yourself."

"Phone." Lin Yu took the phone Gu Zhi handed him, watched the video for a few seconds, and his pupils contracted. His first conclusion was that the figure resembled Ghost Dragon—but he quickly realized something was wrong.

"This can't be Wang Da Dong," he said, his eyes flickering, then tossed the phone back to Gu Zhi.

"What?"

Gu Zhi took the phone, carefully rewatched the video, then looked up and said: "This is clearly Wang Da Dong!"

"Look at his appearance," Lin Yu said calmly.

Hearing Lin Yu's words, Gu Zhi studied the figure in the video: the man wore a torn jacket, grinned oddly, looked unkempt, and bore no resemblance to Wang Da Dong's current appearance.

"Impossible—how could this be?" Gu Zhi exclaimed: "There can't be two people who look exactly alike!"

"Yes, there are no two people in this world who look exactly alike."

"This looks just like Wang Da Dong!"

Everyone from the eight elite schools insisted—the man in the video could not possibly be anyone but Wang Da Dong.

Lin Yu added: "Look again, more carefully."

Gu Zhi replayed the video, watched it repeatedly, then nodded: "I've watched it many times—it's definitely Wang Da Dong."

"How about this? Let us go back and investigate today, then give you an update in two days?" Lin Yu smiled at the eight elite schools, his tone light, as if chatting casually.

"No!"

A girl immediately blocked them: "You must give us an explanation today! Otherwise, we won't leave!"

"Yes! Give us an explanation today—or we won't budge!"

"If you don't give us a perfect explanation, you won't walk away unscathed!"

All others from the eight elite schools agreed, their stance fiercely rigid—clearly furious beyond measure.

Wang Da Dong, watching, frowned slightly, his mind racing—what exactly did these people want?

He was already troubled by Lei Ting and Zhong Wanjun's affairs, and now these people wouldn't let up.

"Since you insist on this, then let's talk," Wang Da Dong suddenly looked up at them, the Dragon Pattern Cauldron appearing in his hand, his voice low: "Come on! Just like before—I'll take on all your schools alone!"

His words stunned everyone from the eight elite schools—they stared at Wang Da Dong in disbelief.

Memories from years ago stirred: this man had once, a decade ago, fought all the schools by himself.

"Count me in!" Gu Zhan sneered: "If you eight elite schools want to fight, we'll fight!"

"We're with you too!"

Qiu Qiu, Hua Hua Linglong, and others stepped into the center of the crowd, ready to stand their ground.

Seeing the unity of Ultimate Class One, the eight elite schools' momentum collapsed. Even Lin Yu, who had planned to show off, now felt bored.

The young leader of the eight elite schools gritted his teeth and warned: "We'll give you two days to investigate—if you still haven't given us a satisfactory answer after that, we won't let this go!"

With that, he and the eight elite schools left. As they departed, every one of them glared at Wang Da Dong with eyes that seemed ready to devour him alive.

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After watching the eight elite schools slink away, the students of Ultimate Class One couldn't help but cheer.

Yet Lin Yu and Wang Da Dong and others wore grim faces—they knew the man who looked exactly like Wang Da Dong was unquestionably another Wang Da Dong from the Twelve Timelines.

And this imposter had used Wang Da Dong's identity to frame him, making the situation extremely difficult to handle.

"He must be ZACK from the Bronze Timeline," Wang Yase said heavily: "Though he looks identical to Wang Da Dong, he's actually the Bronze Timeline's Da Dong."

This was clearly meant for Lin Yu to hear—but he hadn't expected Lin Yu to immediately deduce ZACK's identity.

"Wasn't he supposed to have been exiled by the Bronze Timeline's You Wang to some unknown place long ago?" Wang Da Dong frowned: "Could he have escaped?"

Xiu had already told them about the Bronze Timeline's ZACK—they never imagined he could escape exile and come to their Gold Timeline.

"That possibility is very high," Wang Yase nodded: "We'll need to ask Xiu again."

Lin Yu said nothing—he didn't care about these matters. Right now, the only thing in the Gold Timeline he truly cared about was Duan Duan Changren.

Though Dugu Lang was troublesome, the Mad Dragon was even more problematic; as for this new ZACK, he hadn't fought him yet, so he couldn't judge.

"Da Dong," Lin Yu looked at Wang Da Dong, his tone flat: "Be careful recently—it seems the target is you."

【425】 The Original Power of the Twelve Timelines

Wang Da Dong nodded and replied: "I'll be careful."

Lin Yu looked around and said: "Let's go inside for now."

"Wait," Gu Zhi and the others blocked them, then hurried to Lin Yu's side. Gu Zhi said apologetically: "I'm sorry—we were too impulsive just now. Please don't hold it against us."

"It's fine—we'll sort it out later," Lin Yu said indifferently, his voice unnervingly calm, showing no anger over the eight elite schools' actions.

"Thank you for helping us earlier," Tai Yang smiled at Lin Yu, remembering how Lin Yu had intervened—yet she hadn't expected Lin Yu to be from Bala High School.

Lin Yu said gently: "It's a minor matter, and we didn't have to save you at all."

"If you need anything, just let us know," Liu Chen said.

"We can lend a hand."

"No need," Lin Yu waved off: "We won't hide anything about this matter."

"Alright then, if you have any demands, speak up," Liu Chen nodded, then turned to Gu Zhi and Taiyang: "Zhi, Taiyang, let's go."

After hearing this, Gu Zhi and Taiyang exchanged glances, then turned and left with Liu Chen.

Once they were far away, Lin Yu looked at Wang Da Dong and the others and said: "Da Dong, let's leave. Let's figure out what to do about your other timeline incarnations."

In a building less than five hundred meters from Bala High School.

ZACK wore a smile: "Such flowers are fun—I'm eager to see how you'll respond."

"ZACK, what are you really planning?" Hei Long frowned at ZACK, puzzled by his sudden change and why he'd dragged Lin Yu and Wang Da Dong into this.

"Hei Long, don't you remember? We're all on the same rope," ZACK smiled. "With Lin Yu and the others, the real show is just beginning."

After thinking it over, Hei Long spoke slowly: "So what's your plan?"

"My plan?" ZACK's face twisted into a chilling smile: "Let the Heresy Tribunal go play with them."

"The Heresy Tribunal? Who exactly are they?" Hei Long was deeply confused.

ZACK laughed: "Just a rabble—they can't do much! Their only value is being pawns."

Hei Long countered: "I disagree. The Heresy Tribunal isn't just powerful—they have many formidable figures. That's what makes them truly feared."

"Hahahaha," ZACK mocked at Hei Long's words: "Do you really think the Heresy Tribunal is dangerous? They merely control Dark Energy—that's how they gained unprecedented power."

"What are you talking about?" Hei Long asked, utterly bewildered. This was the first time he'd asked ZACK a question—and the first time he'd heard the term "Dark Energy."

"It's an extremely mysterious force, neither belonging to any psychic ability nor to the Demon Realm," ZACK explained: "Dark Energy exists in the spatial abyss—a primal force. Rumors say it arises from the interplay of Yin and Yang, and is called 'Light Energy.'"

Hei Long said in surprise: "The original scripture said to exist in the Twelve Timelines—one of the primal forces it records?"

"Exactly—the scripture you mentioned," ZACK nodded. "I didn't expect you to know about that book. You've got some ability, no wonder she kept you around even though you're so useless..."

Hei Long clicked his tongue, ignored ZACK, and began plotting how to gather Dark Energy. According to the original scripture, if one could collect all primal forces, they could even become the master of the Twelve Timelines.

"I know what you're thinking, but it's impossible. You're not the legendary psychic. You lack the constitution to fuse all these powers—so give up this idea right now."

ZACK's words seemed to pierce Hei Long's thoughts—and then he vanished, leaving Hei Long standing alone on high ground.

Hei Long stood atop the rooftop, Heavy-hearted, muttering to himself: "If I can't obtain the primal forces, at least I can absorb Dark Energy."

Lin Yu and the others found a café. Wang Yase spoke first: "I think this is again the work of the Heresy Tribunal—and that ZACK is still Wang Da Dong from the Bronze Timeline."

Lin Yu looked at Wang Da Dong and asked: "Da Dong, what do you think?"