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Yin Yang Demon Suppression
"Go! Kill him!" With a command from Strong Youth, three people rushed forward.
Ye Mingshang shook his head and simply put his hands behind his back. He raised his right knee and struck one young man, who immediately clutched his stomach and knelt down.
Then, with a powerful swing of his right leg over to his left shoulder, he brought it down hard to the right, stomping directly on another young man's neck. The sudden shift caused the man to flip over and fall.
The sight terrified the last young man, making him hesitate. However, having already committed to the fight, there was no turning back. Ye Mingshang used his right foot again and kicked him squarely in the chin.
In an instant, all three strong young men were effortlessly taken down. This scene was far more shocking than simply knocking out that lackey with one punch.
"Wow, is this a movie?"
"That move was so cool!"
"Hey bro, are you taking disciples?"
...
The crowd's excitement made Strong Youth's face turn increasingly dark. These four were among his closest friends; he always called them when he got into fights. They were notorious for being ruthless, usually taking on two opponents at once.
Now they had been easily dealt with by this skinny guy with a coffin face?
"There's still one left! Come on!" shouted a boy from the crowd.
"Wait?" At this moment, Strong Youth finally came to his senses. He looked at Ye Mingshang, who was calmly watching him, and cold sweat began to trickle down his back.
"Hey hey! Nice skills, classmate! My mom is calling me home for dinner. I'm off now, haha!" Strong Youth put on a smile that looked worse than crying and ran away.
Silence...
"Hey hey, this guy is really funny!"
"Is this dude here to make us laugh? Haha, I'm dying of laughter."
"Ouch, my stomach hurts. Hehe."
Shaking his head, Ye Mingshang left calmly as if nothing had happened.
"Roar~ I thought your Daoist Arts were impressive, but I didn't expect your skills to be this good too. Hehe, I'm really looking forward to it." A voice laughed strangely from the shadows.
With no desire to continue playing, Ye Mingshang returned to his dormitory to rest.
A night passed without incident, and the next morning Ye Mingshang went to class. He really liked that teacher's lessons.
Arriving a bit early, the teacher had not yet arrived. However, some girls who had a crush on Ye Mingshang were already there, each blushing and eagerly awaiting the arrival of the new Cold Noodle Guy.
"He’s here!"
"Wow, he’s really handsome."
"Look, he’s looking at me. So shy."
"Stop being narcissistic; he is clearly looking at me."
...
"Hello, everyone." Ye Mingshang greeted coldly.
"She just greeted me; she must be in love with me. What should I do? Should I accept it?"
"Heh, you're delusional!"
Without further ado, Ye Mingshang quietly sat in his seat waiting for class to start.
Ye Mingshang remained still, while the girls became lively. One by one, they took out their phones to take pictures. However, those who wanted to take a photo with Ye Mingshang were blocked by him.
Before long, more people gradually filled the room.
Ye Mingshang also saw the strong young man from yesterday and learned that he was Xu Sheng. It seemed Zhi Mu had anticipated what would happen.
This class was not taught by the same teacher as yesterday, but rather a young woman who looked very cold. Her expression was quite similar to Ye Mingshang's.
Although she was young and beautiful, none of the boys in the class dared to joke with her, nor did any of the teachers dare to have inappropriate thoughts about her. There was once a boy who acted inappropriately towards her, and shortly after, he mysteriously died. His death was quite tragic and did not seem human-made at all.
Upon seeing this ice-cold beauty, Ye Mingshang's eyes narrowed. It wasn't that he was attracted to her; rather, he sensed something strange about her that felt... bizarre. Yes, that was the word—this odd feeling compelled Ye Mingshang to glance at her a few more times.
"Um? Student, are you listening to my lecture? If you don't want to listen, you can leave. I don't want to see that annoying look on your face," the Iceberg Teacher reprimanded Ye Mingshang without any courtesy.
Ye Mingshang did not respond but instead clasped her hands together in a tower shape, staring intently at her.
"Get out of here, you disgusting pervert," Iceberg Teacher shouted, pointing at Ye Mingshang.
The classmates began to whisper among themselves, with some suggesting that Ye Mingshang had a crush on Iceberg Teacher. Others joked that Iceberg Teacher was falling in love. Their discussions made Iceberg Teacher's face darken even more as she prepared to scold Ye Mingshang again. However, Ye Mingshang spoke up before she could.
"Shut up," Ye Mingshang said coldly and calmly.
Iceberg Teacher trembled with anger. "What kind of student are you? Is this how you talk to a teacher? Have you ever learned basic manners? I want you to apologize!"
"I... dislike you."
"You! Fine, fine, I will go find the principal to expel you, you disrespectful pervert!" Iceberg Teacher stormed off.
As soon as the teacher left, the classroom erupted into chaos. The students cheered and ran around excitedly.
"Damn, Buddy, you're so cool!"
"I, Iron Egg, have never admired anyone in my life, but today you're one of them."
"Brother Ye isn't actually going to get involved with Iceberg Teacher, right? What am I supposed to do then?"
"This plot is getting a bit troublesome."
"Both of them have coffin faces, one calm and the other fiery. They actually make a good match."
"I agree."
...
He didn't care how his classmates were talking. This class was terrible, and Ye Mingshang left the classroom in dissatisfaction.
"What is that strange feeling? It's not demonic energy, not ghostly energy, and definitely not malevolent energy. It feels very eerie; what on earth is it..."
After leaving school, Ye Mingshang found a café. He ordered a Lemonade and sat alone in a daze. From receiving the commission to coming here, to the Cat Demon and this strange Iceberg Teacher, everything felt bizarre.
Although they seemed unrelated at first glance, upon closer inspection, there seemed to be some connection. Who wrote that mysterious letter? What does the Cat Demon represent? What secrets does the Iceberg Teacher hold?
These puzzles deeply troubled Ye Mingshang. He wouldn't fear facing enemies, even if they were the Four Great Holy Kings. But he hated this feeling of being manipulated. It felt as if he had become a pawn, moving step by step according to someone else's demands.
"Master, I finally found you!" While he was lost in thought, a somewhat familiar male voice called out.
"It's you?" Ye Mingshang frowned.
The newcomer was in his twenties, of average height. Although not particularly handsome, he looked spirited. However, he was wearing a Patient Gown and had bandages wrapped around his head.
The newcomer was Joan, and as soon as he entered, he attracted everyone's attention.
"Who is this guy? A mental patient?"
"Is this a mix of meteor showers this year? Hehe..."
"Performance art?"
...
Everyone couldn't help but complain in their hearts.
"Master, I finally found you. Please, Master, take me as your disciple. I will study hard and not let you down." Joan knelt sincerely before Ye Mingshang.
Only then did everyone turn to look at Ye Mingshang, their expressions somewhat strange.
"Master? Taking a disciple? Cult organization?"
"What is going on? Is this a scam?"
"Is this a joke brought by a monkey?"
Ye Mingshang paid no attention to the crowd's expressions and did not speculate on their thoughts. He looked at Joan with an indifferent expression.
"I will not teach you."
"Why?!" Joan shouted.
But Ye Mingshang ignored him and walked away.
Looking at Ye Mingshang's back, Joan thought of his cold tone. She lowered her head and bit her lip, as several phrases kept surfacing in her mind.
"Joan, you worthless piece of trash."
"Your family is dead, your master is dead. Now there's no one who wants you, you failure."
"Give up, give up on learning and seeking revenge. You can't do anything. Just be an ordinary person and wait to die."
...
Joan clenched her fists, her body trembling. Even if her teeth bit through her lip, even if her nails dug into her palm.
"Um, he has already walked far away. Aren't you going to chase after him?" a timid girl said.
This statement was like a sudden awakening for Joan, shaking off the chaos in her mind. She thanked the girl and immediately ran out.
Yes, what good is it to wallow in despair? If he leaves, then just chase after him! Even if he doesn't take her as a disciple, would he really be able to drive her away if she followed him shamelessly? As long as she follows him and fights demons alongside him, even if she can't impress him, she can still gain experience and skills.
"What is going on today..." Ye Mingshang couldn't help but complain.
Disliking crowded places, Ye Mingshang gradually walked into a park. It wasn't a weekend, so there weren't many people around. The scenery here was quite pleasant.
"Hehe, Zai. You can't escape today," Xu Sheng appeared before Ye Mingshang without her noticing.
"Are you looking for trouble?" Ye Mingshang replied flatly.
Xu Sheng's face suddenly darkened.
"Hmph! Your mouth is quite tough. Let's see if you can still talk back after getting beaten!"
"Begging for mercy... hasn't that always been you?" Ye Mingshang looked at him with disdain.
"Hmph! It was me who let you run yesterday. Today, let's see if you can escape again!" Xu Sheng's face turned from green to white as he was choked by Ye Mingshang's words.
"Everyone, come out!" With a command, those who had been wandering in the park began to gather. Some even emerged from the bushes or behind trees.
Fellow observed that there were at least fifty people in this formation, and almost all of them were armed with sticks or similar weapons. A few pedestrians who were walking in the park also chose to keep their distance upon seeing the situation.
"Master! Please take me as your disciple!" Just as Xu Sheng was about to boast a few words, a loud shout came from behind, and a young man dressed in a Patient Gown with bandages wrapped around his head rushed over.
"Make way, make way." The young man kept pushing through the crowd until he reached Ye Mingshang.
"Master, please accept me. Even if I can't be your disciple, I can be your assistant. I can serve tea and water. As long as you are willing to teach me..." Joan was still rambling on when he suddenly sensed something was off in the atmosphere. Looking around, his eyes widened in shock.
"What the hell is this?!"
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