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Even a third-tier, or even a second-tier expert, would find it difficult to break through the defenses of this treasure garment. This item had appeared in the novel before; after Xiao Chen led a group of brothers to storm in, he obtained this treasure garment. Once he donned it, he later replaced it with an even better one.
Chen Anlin was excited. "Your Majesty, this is too precious."
"Not a problem. Come, let’s open the box and take a look," came the reply.
At that moment, Eunuch Li had already brought forth the Fire-Repelling Garment. Its design was somewhat peculiar, entirely yellow in color, resembling a yellow robe. When worn, it gave off a somewhat comical appearance akin to that of a cleaner.
Fortunately, it was meant to be worn underneath.
As he touched it, he felt a warm temperature and the material was light and airy.
"Also, take this." Wu Xixue tossed him a token.
On it was the image of a golden dragon.
"This is an imperial token. Whoever holds it cannot be harmed, and you can use it to command local officials."
Chen Anlin quickly caught the token and looked at Wu Xixue eagerly, thinking there might be more rewards.
"That's all!" Wu Xixue's lips twitched as she thought about how she hadn’t even punished him yet, and here he was wanting more gifts.
"Then I shall take my leave," he said.
"Go on."
Once home, Chen Anlin continued to refine the energy within the jade vial. A month later, with the last of the energy consumed, he successfully advanced to the fifth tier.
On this day, he decided to relax a bit and prepared to go out for a stroll. Coincidentally, he heard that some scholars had arrived at the academy, so he planned to check it out—who knows, perhaps there were some lucky opportunities among them?
Now he could see that in this realm, there were many people with luck on their side. Thus, even if Xiao Chen were killed, it wouldn’t matter much.
Just as he finished dressing up, Su Menghan walked in.
"Menghan! You arrived just in time. Let’s take a break today, shall we?"
"Another break?" Su Menghan's eyes lit up as if she had just heard the happiest news. She walked over with understanding.
Chen Anlin was at a loss for words; Su Menghan had completely misunderstood him. However, it was what it was—understanding girls always got their share of benefits.
Moments later, when Su Menghan learned that Chen Anlin was going out, she insisted on continuing her training. She was currently in a crucial period of her cultivation.
"Alright, you focus on your training," he said. Deep down, he knew that Su Menghan was likely just tired and needed some rest. After helping her to bed, Chen Anlin made his way to the academy.
"Young Master Chen, you're here!"
As soon as he arrived, many students greeted him enthusiastically. There was no denying it; Chen Anlin's reputation in the academy had soared to new heights. He was no longer the sycophant he once was. After all, he had not only taught a lesson to the students of the Southern Academy but had also led them to victory against overwhelming odds.
"Young Master Chen."
A soft voice called out, and it turned out to be Wu Qianlian approaching him. She brought along some medicinal herbs, explaining that they were sourced by her grandfather for treating her injuries.
"I can sense your cultivation level…" Chen Anlin sighed as he assessed Wu Qianlian's state; she had dropped two minor realms.
Wu Qianlian lowered her head, her voice tinged with sorrow. "I've accepted my fate."
"It's alright. I'll do my best to concoct an antidote for you," he reassured her.
"Thank you, Young Master Chen," Wu Qianlian said gratefully. "By the way, just now, Teacher Zhou Tong asked about you and said you should go see her."
Zhou Tong? Chen Anlin narrowed his eyes; he had been planning to deal with this woman. Now that he no longer needed to keep Xiao Chen around, he intended to eliminate everyone associated with him one by one.
The most critical person among them was Zhou Tong—she was the most influential figure that Xiao Chen currently knew. With Xiao Chen being wanted, it was highly likely that he would secretly reach out to Zhou Tong.
Moreover, if he could control Zhou Tong, he could use her to lure Xiao Chen out into the open.
He then walked towards Zhou Tong's training room. There was still quite a bit of the poison powder from the last time with the old man He Huan. Should he take care of Zhou Tong instead?
Chen Anlin smiled faintly as he took out a vial of poison powder.
At that moment, Zhou Tong was pacing back and forth in her training room, feeling anxious and restless. She had learned about Xiao Chen being wanted as a deserter almost immediately, and she was skeptical about it. Xiao Chen was a good young man; how could he possibly do something like that? There had to be a reason behind it!
From what she knew, all of this was said by Chen Anlin. It had to be his doing; that guy was not a good person.
Her eyes narrowed as she decided to get to the bottom of this.
"Teacher Zhou, can I come in?" came Chen Anlin's teasing voice from outside.
Hearing his voice made Zhou Tong furious. However, she decided to hold back her anger, intending to be cordial first before asking him not to treat Xiao Chen in the same way.
Taking a deep breath, Zhou Tong replied, "I'm here."
She opened the door, and Chen Anlin walked in.
"Chen Anlin, sit!" Zhou Tong said, suppressing her fury but maintaining politeness.
"Sit? Alright then."
With that, a cloud of colorful powder dispersed into the air.
The amount was much more than what he had given to the sect leader Yang Bingyi before. Zhou Tong immediately realized what was happening, her face turning pale. "Chen Anlin, what are you doing?"
As soon as she spoke, she felt a tingling sensation throughout her body, and her legs went weak.
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