"Headmaster..." Zhou Bai looked at Zhao Shouyi in astonishment, "Immortal gods..."
Zhao Shouyi stopped him from continuing, glanced around at the crowd, and said to Zhou Bai, "I’ll take the opportunity to talk to you about the immortal gods later. For now, I just want you to know that staying at Dao School is the best arrangement for you."
While Ying Hui and Zhao Shouyi showed their concern for Zhou Bai, Zheng Wentian was watching them hatefully from a distance.
Zhou Bai had practiced continuously for 72 hours, breaking through ten levels all at once, which felt like a knife stabbing into Zheng Wentian’s chest, filling him with both hatred and pain.
Especially since he himself had barely made it to the second level due to Zhou Bai’s influence.
The person he despised had succeeded while he had failed.
Now seeing Zhou Bai surrounded and constantly cared for by Zhao Shouyi and Ying Hui, Zheng Wentian’s jealousy and displeasure intensified.
Leaving the medical examination center, the Golden Armored God General came to pick up Zheng Wentian, who had a sour expression all the way.
Unable to help himself, the Golden Armored God General asked, "Young Master, are you alright? How did the cultivation of the Twilight Taoist Skill go?"
Zheng Wentian huffed his way back to his small villa, sat on the sofa, and as he lay there, the more he thought about it, the more incensed he became until he couldn’t help but stand up.
"What’s the matter, Young Master?" the Golden Armored God General asked curiously.
Slamming the table, he said, "We’re going to find Zhou Bai!"
The Golden Armored God General was taken aback, "Ah? Young Master, I thought you wanted to defeat him during the assessment?"
Thinking back on these past two months of continuously borrowing money, being extorted, being bullied, Zheng Wentian angrily said, "During the assessment, I’ll beat him to death, but right now I’m going to make him pay back the points."
The Golden Armored God General, "Pay back the points?"
"Do you have a problem with that?" Zheng Wentian asked angrily, "He owes me so many points. Isn’t it right for me to go demand repayment and press him for it?"
"He owes me so much, he should be the one scared when he sees me, begging me!"
The Golden Armored God General nodded; seeing that Zheng Wentian’s mood was very bad, he decided to accompany him to demand the debt. After all, what harm could it do?
So Zheng Wentian took the Golden Armored God General and charged towards Zhou Bai’s dormitory.
The door was violently knocked on, with no response.
After knocking forcefully again, they heard Christina’s impatient voice, "Who is it?"
"It’s me, Zheng Wentian!" Zheng Wentian shouted, "Zhou Bai! When are you going to pay back the points you owe me?"
’He’s here to collect a debt. Zhou Bai has already eaten and sold everything, where would he get points to repay?’ Christina thought helplessly, "Pay it back tomorrow."
"Tomorrow? Who knows if you can even pay it back tomorrow! You owe me almost 5000 points, right? I want them back today!"
Christina said softly, "I really can’t pay it back today..."
Zheng Wentian, feeling for the first time that he had the upper hand in front of Zhou Bai, banging on the door demanding the repayment of points, cursing and hitting, felt a surge of satisfaction as Zhou Bai’s voice grew quieter and quieter.
"I’m telling you, Zhou Bai, this isn’t over. If you don’t pay me back within a week, I’ll let the whole school know about your mountain of debt."
"Zhou Bai, get out here and pay back the points!"
"You made such nice promises when borrowing the points, and now you want to default on a debt of several thousand points?"
After a silence inside the room, Zhou Bai’s voice rose again, but the tone seemed to have changed, "I don’t have the points, but if you really want something, I can mortgage my treasure to you."
"Oh? What treasures could a pauper like you have?" Zheng Wentian sneered, "Alright, let me see if it’s worth anything."
The door opened, and Zhou Bai extended a hand with a cup, "This contains my treasure. Consider it mortgaged to you for 5000 points."
Looking down, Zheng Wentian almost exploded with anger, pointing at the vomit in the cup, he said, "You think I’m an idiot?"
Christina spoke in their shared mindscape, "Zhou Bai, do you think he’s a fool?! Now we owe him so many points, how are we going to deal with this, you won’t even be able to eat in the future."
"Don’t worry," Zhou Bai said, "It’s just 5000 points. Watch me earn that right back."
Zheng Wentian, "Zhou Bai!!"
"You’re the fool!" Zhou Bai spoke, "You think this is vomit? How stupid and foolish would I have to be to deliberately give you vomit and claim it’s a treasure? A lie that would be exposed in a minute, would I tell it?"
Zheng Wentian took a sharp breath, thinking to himself, ’Yeah, who would tell such a clumsy lie?’
Seemingly sensing Zheng Wentian’s hesitation, Zhou Bai continued, "I’m telling you, I’m known in my life for speaking the truth.
I never lie. This might look and smell like vomit, but it’s not. It’s actually a rare and precious natural treasure.
If you still don’t believe me, you can try to sense this treasure using your Primordial Spirit."
"Go ahead, sense it, just use your Primordial Spirit to have a try."
’Could it be that this thing really has some mysterious properties?’ Zheng Wentian thought, but looking at the contents of the cup, he didn’t want to sense it, not even with his Primordial Spirit from a distance.
So Zheng Wentian turned to the Golden Armored God General, "You try."
The Golden Armored God General widened his eyes and, though absolutely unwilling, under Zheng Wentian’s coercive gaze, reluctantly raised his Primordial Spirit and swept it towards the vomit in the cup.
In the next moment, the Golden Armored God General showed a look of amazement, "Young Master, I can’t sense this... thing, my Primordial Spirit just passes right over it, as if it’s not there at all."
Zheng Wentian was also taken aback by the revelation, trying to scan with his own Primordial Spirit, indeed he could only sense the cup, not the vomit’s existence at all.
Zhou Bai said, "See, I didn’t lie to you, did I? This is a curious thing. Primordial Spirit can’t affect it. If it’s used to make talismans, the Taoist skills can be directly undetectable by the Primordial Spirit. If it’s used to forge flying swords, they can directly penetrate the Primordial Spirit."
"Immune to the Primordial Spirit." Zheng Wentian looked at the treasure in the cup in shock, curiously asking, "What is this thing? Where did you get it?"
"Well..." Zhou Bai hesitated, "You don’t need to worry about where this treasure came from. For now, I’ll leave it with you. Once I repay you the points, you can return the treasure to me..."
Zheng Wentian’s eyes burned with fascination at the contents of the cup, "What a treasure! What a treasure, indeed! It can actually ignore the Primordial Spirit? It’s like a defiant treasure against the heavens. If others knew about this, what a sensation would it cause?"