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You are already doomed!
Li Xiang listened to the conversations around him, filled with immense anger.
These contemptuous people, what does it matter that your cultivation is higher than mine? Just because my strength is low, do I deserve your disdain? So what if I took a nap during class?
He silently noted the expressions of everyone in the room.
A cold smile crept onto his face as he thought, just wait. Once my skills are perfected, you will all perish. No, perhaps I won't even need to lift a finger; the Empress will come and eradicate this place.
The reason Li Xiang knew all this was simple: he was a survivor.
Not long ago, he had fallen and lost consciousness for several days. During that time, it felt as if he had lived an entire lifetime in a long dream.
In that world, a man named Xiao Chen led a rebellion against the crumbling Da Zhou Dynasty. Just when the dynasty was on the verge of collapse, various sects in the martial world seized the opportunity to expand their power, including the Wan Jian Villa, which struck a heavy blow against the Empress from behind.
Furious, the Empress personally came to exact her vengeance. Wan Jian Villa was no match for her and was subsequently divided among other forces.
He vividly remembered that scene; most of the people here had perished in that calamity!
For instance, his teacher Zhou Jie—he had witnessed her being captured by the demons of the Tai Ping Sect, becoming their furnace for alchemy.
And his sister—her head was severed by the Empress and displayed alongside their parents' heads on the city wall to intimidate others.
Yet he had survived.
Afterward, he joined Xiao Chen's side and watched as the Empress's forces crumbled like a house of cards. Once Xiao Chen succeeded, he ventured into the realm of cultivation alongside him.
Initially, he thought entering this realm would grant him a life of luxury and endless longevity, free from aging or illness. Unfortunately, all of that turned out to be a lie.
Life in the cultivation realm was even harsher than here. It was filled with deceit and cruelty in pursuit of power. A moment's carelessness could lead to utter ruin.
Later on, after parting ways with Xiao Chen, he struggled alone to survive, barely managing to cultivate. After reaching the ninth level of Qi Refinement, he found himself unable to progress any further.
During his next venture into the secret realm, he was ambushed by a group of cultivators and met a tragic end. Just when he thought he had died, he opened his eyes to find himself back in the past. At this time, the Great Zhou had not yet fallen, and Xiao Chen had not yet rebelled.
Taking advantage of this second chance, he secretly followed the cultivation methods from his previous life and even set out to steal treasures from the Xiaoyao Sect and Lin Mountain Valley. For an ordinary person, it would be impossible to know exactly where these treasures were hidden. However, having witnessed the siege of these two sects in his past life, he had mingled with the chaotic forces during that time.
With the memories of his previous life and his current strength, he easily acquired the treasures. Unfortunately, some unexpected incidents occurred during this process, leading to him being seen by others. He would never admit to it, though.
For reasons unknown, he also chose not to tell his family about stealing the treasures, which resulted in them believing he was wronged.
At that moment, he stood up and hurriedly explained, "Teacher Zhou Jie, I was just dozing off because I practiced too late last night."
"You practiced?" Zhou Jie didn't believe him at all. Everyone knew that Li Xiang was notoriously lazy; it was already a miracle if he practiced during the day, let alone at night.
"Enough with the lies! What were you really doing last night? You look completely out of sorts!" Zhou Jie said angrily.
As she spoke, she crossed her arms, and her ample chest nearly spilled out from between them. Li Xiang's eyes widened in surprise as he couldn't help but swallow hard. He had some secret thoughts about this beautiful teacher and sometimes fantasized about having strange encounters with her.
However, upon seeing his reaction, Zhou Jie frowned sharply and smacked him on the shoulder with the book she was holding.
"Li Xiang, what are you staring at?"
"Teacher, I wasn't staring! I really practiced last night," Li Xiang said with his head lowered.
"Are you still lying? Hmph! Last night, I happened to visit your house, and your father said you were out."
Zhou Jie looked at him with disappointment. If it weren't for Li Xiang's parents' sake, she wouldn't want to bother with him at all. She truly couldn't understand why Li Xiang and Li Xuexin were siblings; while Li Xuexin was so outstanding, Li Xiang was like this.
"Ah? You came last night?"
Li Xiang's expression changed slightly, his face darkening.
Indeed, he was not home last night because he had gone out to handle an important matter. In his previous life, he had encountered the soul of a Grandmaster at that very place. With the help of that Grandmaster, he had succeeded step by step.
Now that he had gained some strength, he had secretly ventured out last night to the same location to meet that old senior again. Just like in his previous life, the old senior was very pleased with his visit and even stored him in a soul-nurturing bottle.
From now on, not only would he possess formidable strength, but he would also have the assistance of this Grandmaster by his side. He would no longer be ordinary. Faced with impending calamities, he felt confident that he could survive.
However, for reasons unknown, he was reluctant to share what was about to happen with those around him, not even with his parents.
"Li Xiang, the teacher is talking to you," Zhou Jie said, frowning.
"Teacher, I actually went out to train last night," Li Xiang replied, still trying to conceal the truth.
Zhou Jie frowned again. "I heard there was a strange figure outside Widow Xu's window last night, watching her bathe. Li Xiang, it wouldn't be you, would it?" someone suddenly asked.
"Yes, I heard about that too. Widow Xu has some cultivation herself; she said it seemed like it was you, Li Xiang."
Most of the people around the academy were familiar faces; they all knew each other.
As soon as those words were spoken, laughter erupted in the classroom, filling the air with cheerful sounds.
Li Xiang furrowed his brows tightly. How did Xu Ming know that he had been peeking at Widow Xu? After receiving help from that Grandmaster, his ability to conceal his aura had become even stronger. As he passed by Widow Xu's house, he had sensed that she was bathing.
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