Translator: CinderTL
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Li Chunjun quietly watched Jin Zhiya, who was diligently studying.
She possessed all the characteristics of a business elite.
Rational, independent, hardworking, and optimistic.
When she received the news of her parents' death, she still couldn't rush to Guangzhou for revenge in time.
Because she knew that with her current lack of mastery in spell seals and not having reached the second level of Qi Refinement, facing an Innate master like Li Chunjun, who could kill top martial artists, she couldn't guarantee a hundred percent victory.
If things went wrong, she might end up in the same situation.
So, she suppressed her hatred for her family's destruction, worked hard to cultivate every second, striving to advance to the second level of Qi Refinement before graduating from the Academy, mastering her mana, entering the Chiyang Sword Sect, and becoming an official disciple of the Chiyang Sword Sect.
At the same time, she was also very independent and self-reliant.
She did not seek flattery.
She did not resign herself to decline.
She kept herself clean.
She did not play with emotions.
Such a person, if not entering a Dao Academy where cultivation levels are prioritized, would be the ideal in everyone's heart in an ordinary university.
Even for Jin Haoxuan, she was a dedicated and responsible sister.
Respectful to her parents, doting on her younger brother.
She helped him find every technique and secret art she could, and even the Chiyang Pill, as long as Jin Haoxuan showed promise, she could help him acquire it.
She was truly wonderful.
As a sister, she had done exceptionally well.
Just like...
His sister Li Wanqing had done for him.
Only four years older than him, she had raised him since childhood.
She dropped out of high school and worked to support his education.
He lived up to her expectations, consistently ranking in the top three at school and earning various scholarships to alleviate her pressure as much as possible.
The siblings relied on each other.
She lived her life.
They lived theirs.
The rich have their own fate.
The poor have their own blessings.
He might not become extremely wealthy, but he could still get into a top university in the country, become a social elite, earn hundreds of thousands or even millions a year, and in the future...
He envisioned her shedding her burdens, living her own life, finding someone she loved, wearing a wedding dress, and leading a happy life.
He too,
Perhaps with classmates, or perhaps with someone else, they would work together in Guangzhou...
Or in the capital, buying a house, starting a family, having children, growing old, experiencing a simple yet fulfilling life.
Not becoming extremely wealthy.
Not making a grand spectacle.
But like ordinary people, tasting the bittersweet joys and sorrows of life, with no regrets in this life.
However, this world has pure evil!
That night, all the happiness and beauty shattered like a fragile mirror, broken into pieces!
No!
He did not believe in pure evil!
Nor did he believe in innate demons!
All evil stems from social environments and the indulgence of family and friends!
Therefore, the mastermind Jin Haoxuan's death was not enough!
His parents, his family, his friends would all pay the price for his actions!
The Jin Guangming couple must die.
Relatives like Jin Guanghua must die.
Friends like Mo Lei and Han Shan must die.
Jin Zhiya must also die.
Nurturing evil! Indulging in evil!
To be complicit is also a form of evil!
...
"Alright, the explanation of the Sharp Metal Technique ends here. For the upcoming paid Q&A, you can contact me directly."
At this moment, the Qi Refinement practitioner in the academy finished his spell and turned to leave the courtyard.
The dozen or so students in the courtyard, some having cultivated true energy, others still in the Qi Introduction stage, also stood up.
Those who were busy continued their practice.
Those who were exchanging ideas did so with each other.
It looked like they were about to disperse one by one.
Jin Zhiya was no exception.
She packed her books, slung a small backpack over her shoulder, took out a pair of white headphones, and was about to leave while listening to soothing music.
At that moment, Li Chunjun stepped against the flow of people and approached Jin Zhiya.
Just as she was about to move aside instinctively after putting the headphones in her ears, her pupils suddenly constricted when she saw the person blocking her path.
She recognized him!
This person...
In this month, she had seen him no less than a hundred times!
Each time, she memorized every movement, every detail!
Not allowing herself to forget anything!
So that the moment he appeared before her, she recognized him immediately!
"You are going to die."
Li Chunjun said.
"Teacher!"
Jin Zhiya cried out without hesitation.
In the next moment, Li Chunjun made his move.
He did not draw his sword.
He simply stepped forward, ruthlessly reaching out, his five fingers spread wide, covering Jin Zhiya's beautiful face.
So fast that even when Jin Zhiya reacted and tried to retreat to distance herself from danger, it was still of no use.
His outstretched fingers tightly gripped her head...
It was as if he used all his strength to push her, who was about 1.66 meters tall, back nearly a meter, then, with force directed downward, pressed her hard against the ground!
"Bang!"
Jin Zhiya was forcefully pinned to the ground by this violent force, her head colliding heavily with the grass in the courtyard!
It seemed that she activated her true energy to protect herself at the first moment, and perhaps the grass provided good shock absorption, preventing her from dying immediately.
However, with that heavy slam, she felt dizzy, her head spinning.
The sudden change caused some Dao Academy disciples who had not yet left to gasp in shock.
Some disciples quickly shouted, "What are you doing!?"
Their expressions eager to intervene.
The teacher who had already stepped outside the courtyard quickly turned around.
Seeing Jin Zhiya heavily slammed to the ground by Li Chunjun, he shouted urgently, "Stop!"
Dizzy and disoriented, Jin Zhiya gathered her focus as best as she could and shouted in anger, "Li Chunjun... this is the territory of the Chiyang Academy and the Chiyang Sword Sect, you... dare to kill me!?"
"I know, killing you in front of everyone is inappropriate and could put me in danger, but... I can't wait any longer."
Li Chunjun drew his sword, pointing it at her head on the ground, raising the blade in a manner of execution.
"I command you to stop!"
At the entrance of the courtyard, the teacher roared, and golden light quickly gathered; perhaps in just a second or two, a Sharp Metal Technique would be ready.
But Li Chunjun didn't even glance at him.
He ignored the angry disciples around him, his eyes fixed unwaveringly on Jin Zhiya.
Watching her terrified, angry, and unwilling face...
"Letting you live another day is the greatest injustice to her and to me!"
Jin Zhiya stared intently at Li Chunjun.
Despite his extremely calm demeanor, the madness, brutality, and rage in his eyes...
She already knew, she was doomed.
Perhaps...
Li Chunjun would die.
The Chiyang Sword Sect would never allow a murderer to kill their registered disciple in the Chiyang Academy and then leave unscathed!
This was a slap in the face to the Chiyang Sword Sect!
But she...
Would definitely die before him.
Before the enforcers of the Chiyang Sword Sect could kill him, she would be killed by him!
At that moment, she didn't know whether to regret or to hate.
Regret her parents' indulgence towards her brother.
Regret not teaching her brother well.
Hate her parents for not eliminating this man sooner.
Hate herself for not mastering her mana earlier and becoming an official disciple.
But right now...
Looking at that raised sword...
And that gaze that, even in death, sought to complete revenge.
Everything would turn to dust, fading into smoke.
"You will die, you will definitely die!"
Jin Zhiya strained to see Li Chunjun's face, memorizing his aura: "I will wait for you down there, I will definitely wait for you..."
"Swish!"
The sharp sword fell!
Piercing through Jin Zhiya's forehead!
That unwavering promise of "waiting" came to an abrupt end.
"I will not die."
Li Chunjun stared at her, responding.
He twisted the sword hilt!
And then withdrew the sword!
(End of this chapter)
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