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"Are you really unable to understand human speech? Didn't I tell you that there are too many pills and not enough Porcelain Bottles? The remaining pills are still in my Cultivation Room. Just wait until I bring the bottles to show you."
"You want me to go to the Cultivation Room? Ha! Who knows if you're just trying to escape?" Ye Lingyun sneered, his tone dripping with sarcasm.
As soon as those words were spoken, the excited expressions of the other students instantly turned cold.
"Chen Li, why don't we go together? To avoid any unfairness!" Fang Zhen, representing the Ninth Grade Students, spoke up.
Chen Li glanced at them and immediately noticed the suspicion and distrust lurking in their eyes. Clearly, they had taken Ye Lingyun's words to heart.
Without a care, Chen Li shrugged nonchalantly. "Whatever."
As soon as he finished speaking, one person strode confidently toward Chen Li's Cultivation Room.
Chen Li's Cultivation Room was located behind the residential area of the small courtyard, embedded in the stone wall. The environment here was serene, with rich Spiritual Energy.
When Chen Li pushed open the door to the Cultivation Room, a strong medicinal fragrance rushed out, invigorating everyone present.
In the center of the Cultivation Room stood a massive Dan Furnace, emanating an astonishing heat, clearly still warm from recent use. The lid of the Dan Furnace was lifted, revealing its contents.
Inside the furnace lay a mountain of pills, each exuding a potent medicinal aroma.
Ye Lingyun stared at this scene in shock. He had initially thought that Chen Li was bluffing, but he never expected that he had actually produced so many pills.
The other Ninth Grade Students were equally stunned by what they saw, their mouths agape as if petrified.
"Now do you believe it?" Chen Li crossed his arms and raised an eyebrow at Ye Lingyun.
Ye Lingyun's face turned pale with anger as he gritted his teeth in silence. He could hardly believe that he had been slapped in the face by a newcomer.
He had boasted to his family that he would surely earn back tenfold or a hundredfold from the materials they provided. But now, all his calculations were in ruins!
What a disaster! How was he going to explain this back home?
"What about that person from the Wuding Marquisate?"
"What should we do now, Ye Shao?" a student cautiously asked, following behind Ye Lingyun.
Ye Lingyun took a deep breath, trying to suppress the panic rising within him. He forced himself to sound calm as he said, "I refuse to believe he can really produce so many Nourishing Spirit Pills in just three months! He must be lying to us!"
As he spoke, he rushed to the Dan Furnace, grabbing a pill in a frenzy.
The pill was round, crystal clear, and emitted a rich medicinal fragrance. Upon closer inspection, one could see a small vortex at its center, gathering immense energy.
The ripples of that vortex clearly indicated it was of high quality!
Ye Lingyun's face darkened further.
Fifty materials yielding five hundred top-grade Nourishing Spirit Pills—this success rate was simply unheard of!
The Ninth Grade Student beside him also examined the pills and couldn't help but exclaim in astonishment.
How is this even possible?
Ye Lingyun's expression turned grim; his fists clenched tightly, making cracking sounds, yet he found himself at a loss for words.
He had initially intended to use this opportunity to eliminate Chen Li and strengthen the ties between the Wuding Marquisate and their Ye Family.
But now, it seemed he had been thoroughly slapped in the face by Chen Li.
He truly felt like he had lost both the lady and the soldiers!
Chen Li turned his head slightly to look at Ye Lingyun, a playful smile tugging at his lips.
"Disappointed, Ye Shao?"
Ye Lingyun's face flushed with anger and humiliation, as if he had just been dealt a stinging slap.
He took a deep breath, striving to appear calm. At that moment, a thought flashed through his mind, igniting a spark of excitement within him.
I know! Chen Li, you cheated! These pills weren't made by you; you must have used some underhanded means to acquire them! Tell me what you did behind the scenes to get so many Nourishing Spirit Pills!
In that instant, he resembled a defeated rooster suddenly roused again, his eyes filled with madness and resentment.
He was betting on the fact that Chen Li must have cheated!
As long as he could find evidence of Chen Li's wrongdoing, then Chen Li would be finished!
After all, cheating in the academy was a serious offense!
Before he could revel in his thoughts, a clear voice suddenly rang out from the doorway. "Hey Ye, are you here spreading false accusations endlessly?"
Everyone turned to see a girl in a light blue dress entering slowly, holding a collection of exquisite Porcelain Bottles.
Her skin was as fair as snow, her features beautifully sculpted—she looked like a finely crafted porcelain doll.
It was none other than Shen Qingyue who had just gone to fetch the porcelain bottle. Standing beside Chen Li, she handed the bottle to him and cast a cold glare at Ye Lingyun. Her aura suddenly erupted, enveloping the entire Cultivation Room with an overwhelming pressure.
"Dare to act recklessly again, and I swear I'll make your face swell!" Shen Qingyue declared, hands on her hips. Though her voice was crisp, it carried an undeniable authority.
At her words, all the Ninth Grade Students turned to look at Shen Qingyue, secretly amazed. The doll-like beauty of Shen Qingyue had unleashed such explosive words! The protective demeanor she displayed was a stark contrast to her previously cold appearance.
Ye Lingyun, the young master of the Ye Family and a renowned genius from the capital, could hardly tolerate such treatment from Shen Qingyue. Especially in front of so many people, being scolded by a girl he considered insignificant!
A surge of anger flooded his heart, burning hot in his eyes. This little girl had no idea what she was getting into! Even now, she dared to speak up for this useless person! He decided to teach her a lesson, to show her the difference between status!
With a furious roar, Ye Lingyun summoned his spiritual energy. His right fist surged forward like a gust of wind, aimed directly at Shen Qingyue's delicate face.
In his view, one punch would be enough to make this fragile girl cry for help.
The surrounding Ninth Grade Students gasped in horror; if that punch landed, Shen Qingyue's beautiful face would surely be ruined! Some timid girls even shut their eyes, unable to bear the sight of the impending violence.
However, the anticipated cries of pain never came.
In an instant, Shen Qingyue moved like lightning. The crowd barely registered her motion before she appeared right in front of Ye Lingyun. With a swift twist of her slender wrist, she coiled around Ye Lingyun's swinging arm like a serpent. Then came the sharp crack of bone echoing through the Cultivation Room.
"Ah!" Ye Lingyun let out a piercing scream as his entire arm twisted at an unnatural angle—clearly broken.
He could hardly believe it; this seemingly delicate girl possessed such terrifying speed and strength!
Shen Qingyue's expression remained impassive, her gaze as cold as ancient ice, as if she had just snapped a mere twig rather than breaking an arm.
"Get lost! Don't let me see you bully my brother again; otherwise, every time I see you, I'll hit you!" Shen Qingyue's tone was frigid as she finally released him and pushed him away.
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