Chapter 65: The Mysterious Vice Principal

  "What? You're saying you can't find that Dream Star either?" The ruthless cry was like a thunderclap exploding in my villa, and even with my strong cultivation, I had to cast a silencing spell on myself.

  "That's right." I nodded and said, giving him a simple and clear answer.

  "It's all over, I've already promised them that we'll find Dream Star within a week, and I even said it in front of the vice principal. What are we going to do now?!" he wailed, then suddenly looked at me with renewed hope and asked: "Boss, maybe your method will also fail, maybe if you look again tomorrow, you'll find her, right?"

  "Ruthless, the Search God Technique is absolutely infallible, unless the person I'm looking for has a higher cultivation level than me or is out of range, otherwise it's impossible to evade my search." I replied somewhat uncomfortably, as the little golden thing inside me had already started protesting.

  "It's all over, it seems I'm doomed to die in a week!" His expressionless face was stiff, clearly unable to accept this heavy blow. It's understandable, as the heir of the Murong family, he had been pampered and spoiled since childhood, how could he possibly accept such a blow? It's really pitiful for him.

  "You didn't have to die."

  "Ah, what's your good idea? Tell me quickly!"

  "I don't have a good solution, but even if you fail, the Cultivation Alliance won't kill you, after all, you're not the one who made Meng Xing'er disappear." I comforted him with a relaxed expression, seeing Wu Qing's gloomy face gradually improve. I added another sentence that made Wu Qing spit blood: "However, I think getting beaten up is unavoidable, but don't worry, as long as you still have a breath left in you, I can save you back."

  Unfeeling heard the words in front of his face had just improved, but hearing my words afterwards, he started to turn pale, foaming at the mouth, and finally fainted.

  At this time, I was walking in the shaded path of the school with a steady gait, and the girls who came face to face gave me a shy smile and greeted me. I also nodded to them in response.

  After that basketball game, I have become the most well-known person in the school. Although I forfeited the subsequent matches due to physical discomfort, it did not prevent me from becoming the white prince in the hearts of countless young girls poisoned by Japanese comics on campus.

  Now I'm overwhelmed, first the school basketball club people come to persuade him to join the basketball club every other day, then receive love letters or messages from classmates every day, all sent by little girls who are crazy about basketball. What makes me laugh and cry is that there is also a love letter written by a man, I don't know which brother with a broken sleeve has taken a liking to him. But I'm not moved at all, because one Xue'er is enough for me.

  The distracted and incoming girls nodded and turned into the small woods beside them, leaning against a tree.

  A series of recent events has left me, a carefree and wandering god in the spiritual realm, feeling quite perplexed. First, there were strange creatures, then heavenly messengers from the demon world and the magic world, followed by the disappearance of Dream Star, and almost a fight between the Cultivation Alliance and humans. I really don't know how all these things happened at the same time.

  I've been racking my brains over this, wondering if there's any connection between these events. Or am I just really unlucky and everything happened to coincide?

  After a long time of thinking, I still can't figure out what connection there is between them. All I can do is let out a faint sigh and stop thinking about it. After all, the boundary of cultivation emphasizes being content with one's fate and going with the flow. Besides, I have more important things to attend to and can't afford to get stuck on this trivial matter.

  At this moment, I was leaning against the tree trunk behind me, and suddenly remembered that Wu Qing was still busy with the disappearance of Meng Xing'er.

  Because he boasted in front of the president and vice-president of the Cultivation Alliance, Wu Qing now felt as if there was an invisible whip urging him on from behind. For several days and nights, he desperately searched for someone, but couldn't even find a shadow, only to have his dark eye circles deepen.

  Thinking of being heartless, I couldn't help but laugh out loud.

  Wu Qing is the first friend I made in the 'Second World', and it can also be said that he is my first friend in this world. At present, he is also the closest friend to me. To be honest, I quite like the feeling of being with Wu Qing. From him, I can feel a kind of vitality, or should I say, the surging of life force.

  As for the trouble that Wu Qing is currently in, I don't think it's a big deal. At most, the people from the Xiu Lian Union will give Wu Qing a good beating, but I don't believe that with my own Tian Xian period cultivation, I won't be able to save him back. And even if I'm not capable of doing so myself, there are still many gods in the divine realm who can help.

  Thinking of this, I threw off my thoughts and stood up to stretch. It's already time for school to be over, and I should also go back to cultivate myself.

  Looking around, there were no idle people. I started the Wu Wei Heart Method and my tall figure gradually disappeared from the spot. In a twinkling of an eye, I had returned to my house.

  The door of my room that was damaged by the Eastern Snow has been replaced with a stainless steel anti-theft door, and I have also engraved several simple defensive arrays on it, which can not only prevent others' divine thoughts from peeping, but also have good resistance to physical attacks, so as to avoid being damaged again next time.

  But as soon as I entered the living room, I was stunned. In fact, I had already sensed that something was wrong in the living room before I even entered the door, but what I didn't expect was that the living room would be in such a state.

  More than a dozen empty bottles were scattered all over the floor, and he lay on the sofa, reeking of alcohol, snoring away. His eye sockets were sunken, his face gaunt, clearly having exhausted himself these past few days. Is this still the former scion of the illustrious Mu Rong clan? I couldn't help but wonder if it was right or wrong for me to have dragged him into all this.

  I shook my head and didn't disturb his beautiful dream. I snapped my fingers, and a neatly folded blanket on the side automatically flew over and covered him. Turning around to look at the messy room, I could only sigh helplessly, and with a wave of my hand, a whirlwind swept the trash into the garbage can. Only then did I return to my own room to meditate.

  Waking up from meditation, it was already midnight. The sound of water came from the kitchen, and as soon as I thought about it, a scene of Wu Qing washing up appeared in my mind.

  Slowly standing up, the defensive spell arrays that had completed their mission around me shattered into pieces of five colors and six colors, disappearing into the air.

  Just sat down on the sofa, Wu Qing stumbled out of the kitchen and plopped down beside me, holding his head in his hands and wailing for half a day before saying: "Oh, I see, this is what it feels like to be drunk. My head hurts so much, from now on even if you kill me, I won't drink again."

  "Haven't you ever gotten drunk before?" I couldn't help but smile and ask.

  "I've never even touched alcohol before!" Wu Qing said, holding his head in his hands: "As the heir of the Murong family, there are many rules to follow, one of which is that you can't drink. People who have drunk become dull and can't exert their usual strength, making it easy for others to take advantage of them. I've also offended a lot of people, if I get drunk and lose my senses, wouldn't I just be a sheep waiting to be slaughtered? It would be terrible to become a scapegoat!" Wu Qing's words were laced with unspoken frustration and exhaustion.

  I recalled his unfeeling past life and felt a pang of sympathy for him, wanting to comfort him with a few words, but unfortunately discovered that I had no experience in comforting others.

  But fortunately, he was open-minded and soon threw away his emotional injury. He laughed loudly and said: "Who cares? Let's get drunk today and talk about it later."

  I had a sensitive feeling that something was off about him today, as if he had some worries on his mind. It seemed like he had also resigned himself to it, so I couldn't help but ask tentatively: "What's wrong? You seem to have a self-destructive vibe going on, did something happen?"

  At this moment, the unfeeling words couldn't be spoken, he buried his head deeply between his knees, and for a long time didn't speak, I also didn't urge him, patiently waiting for his response.

  After a while, Wu Qingcai finally let out a sigh and stood up straight. He didn't know where he pulled out a stack of documents from, but he tossed them onto the table and said listlessly, "You take a look yourself."

  A stack of photos was thrown out, and I picked them up to take a closer look. Among them were several from the pile of corpses in that shopping mall last time, several of the female demon corpse left behind after the flesh monster died, and the last few were of the female demon's corpse being stuffed into a bag and carried away on an airplane. Looking at these photos, it was clear that Wu Qing already knew the detailed process of events. Who told him? The vice principal? I couldn't help but feel curious about this person.

  "Isn't that the monster that was killed by the messengers of the demon world and the spirit world together?" I asked, puzzled, carefully examining the photo in my hand. What does this monster have to do with his troubles? Isn't it already over?

  "It's precisely because of this that it's become more troublesome." Wu Qing covered his face with his hand, sighing as he said: "Boss, take a closer look at the woman's face left behind by that monster after its death."

  After hearing those heartless words, I looked carefully for half a day and only found that the woman's appearance was okay, but there was nothing extraordinary about her.

  Heartless to see me can't really tell, and then threw a photo, sighed and said: "Boss, you're really stupid, should understand now?"

  I picked up the photo, it was a close-up of Meng Xing'er given by the Xiuzhen Alliance to Wuqing, so that he would have a photo in his hand and it would be more convenient to find someone, but I didn't know what he meant by giving me the photo now.

  I took a closer look at the photo in my hand, and suddenly my heart skipped a beat. A terrifying thought popped up, and I quickly picked up the photo of the dead female demon next to me and compared it with Meng Xing'er's photo. My face changed color instantly. "No way, that female demon in the mall is actually Meng Xing'er? It can't be such a coincidence!"

  The two photos are of the same person, only one of them is of Meng Xiang'er who has been stuffed into a bag and has already become an icy cold corpse.

  "It's just so coincidental." The emotionless one on the side let out a miserable laugh, "Now we're definitely dead, the Cultivation Alliance will definitely think it was us humans who killed her. Although Teacher Dongfang is present, would they believe my words?"

  "Then tell them it was the messengers of the demon world and the magic world who killed him, let them go find the messengers of the demon world and the magic world."

  "Older brother, you're too naive. They won't believe it, do you think they'll believe that the messengers of the demon and magic realms would join hands to kill a little girl? If I say it out loud, they'll just think I'm shirking responsibility." Wu Qing smiled bitterly and helplessly. He had learned all this from the vice principal's mouth.

  Having heard those heartless words, I could only remain silent, unable to think of a good solution at that moment.

  The demons didn't believe that this was the doing of the demon realm's messenger and the devil realm's messenger, which he could understand. After all, a demon realm's messenger would only appear in front of someone who had jumped out of the cycle like him. Last time, it appeared in front of Dongfang Xue and others because of an unavoidable task.

  As for the messenger of the Demon Realm, that's even rarer. The Demon Realm has always been eyeing the mortal world covetously, let alone the fact that it's Chi You's messenger. That's a more mysterious figure than the messengers of the Netherworld.

  So if the cultivators of the Cultivation Alliance who have only reached the stage of fighting transformation and cannot yet escape the cycle of reincarnation believe in Wu Qing's explanation, then that would be abnormal.

  "What now?" broke the silence with an unfeeling tone, asking in a dry and hoarse voice.

  I thought it over patiently. It's impossible to directly inform the Cultivation Union, those cultivators' first reaction upon seeing this photo might be to start a big fight with humans. The top priority now is to find someone from the Cultivation Union who can listen to Wu Qing's explanation patiently.

  I thought of Dongfang Xue who had also met messengers from both the Demon Realm and the Ghost Realm.

  "Let's find Dongfang Xue first and discuss it with her, she can notify the people from the Xiuzhen Alliance." I also smiled wryly and picked up the phone on my bedside table to call Dongfang Xue.

  Dongfang Xue arrived very quickly, and within ten minutes of me hanging up the phone, she had already rushed in.

  "Please sit down." I patted the sofa, gesturing for her to take a seat. "How did you get here so quickly? Did you use instant movement?"

  "You think I'm like you? My cultivation is not enough to use instant movement." Wu Qing glared at me coldly and said, "I was taking a taxi halfway when I encountered a traffic jam, and my heart was anxious so I flew over here."

  Like Zi Wu Xian, a cultivator who has cultivated for hundreds of years, it is not enough to use instant movement. Although flight techniques can be performed, the consumption of yuanqi is really too large, so generally, cultivators will not use flight techniques in emergency situations, lest they encounter enemies and have no yuanqi to resist. And Dongfang Xue's flying sword was broken last time, so he directly used the flight technique this time.

  "Is it true what you said on the phone that you've found Dream Star's trail?"

  Dongfang Xue took a few deep breaths before asking anxiously.

  I exchanged a helpless glance with Wu Qing, seeing that his spirit was really not good, and said: "Let me do it instead." As I spoke, I threw the stack of photos to Dongfang Xue. After a while, I saw that Dongfang Xue had been deep in thought for too long, and couldn't help but speak up to remind him.

  "After the flesh monster died, a half-bodied woman was left behind, that is Meng Xing Er, but at that time we didn't know that she was the Meng Xing Er we were looking for." I finally broke Dongfang Xue's silence with this simple and clear sentence.

  Today, Dongfang Xue saw something too frightening, teaching herself that she couldn't accept it for a while, staring blankly at the photo I threw to her, as if trying to find something on it to convince herself to believe.

  "We came here just to explain it to the Cultivation Alliance, otherwise they would definitely not believe us." Unemotionally gazing at Ziwu's facial expression, trying to infer whether she believed his last words, but Dongfang Xue's face didn't have a single expression, so he could only ask: "Teacher Dongfang, do you believe what the boss said?"

  Dongfang Xue let out a long sigh and said, "How could I not believe? At that time, my fellow disciples and I were also present. Fortunately, you found me, as probably only I among the Cultivation Union have seen both the Demon Realm Envoy and the Magic Realm Envoy, so I would believe."

  "That's good!" After hearing Dongfang Xue's words, Wu Qing involuntarily let out a sigh of relief, and the stone in his heart finally fell to the ground. He was afraid that Dongfang Xue would not be able to accept such an absurd explanation, but now that she believed it, it would be better for her to explain it to the Cultivation Union than for him to do so himself.

  "I'll take these things back and explain to the people in the alliance as soon as possible, but whether they believe it or not is not something I can control." Dongfang Xue stood up, seeing Wu Qing nodding, she put away the stack of photos and walked towards the door.

  As she reached the door, she suddenly stopped and asked without turning back: "Where is her body now?"

  She was taken aback for a moment, then reacted and realized that she was asking about the body of Meng Xing'er. She hastily replied: "It has been destroyed by the government to avoid unnecessary panic."

  "It's fine, when a person dies the lamp goes out, it's good that this body is dealt with too." Dongfang Xue said calmly, her voice was quiet but I felt the sorrow in her words.

  I watched Dongfang Xue get into a taxi and leave, then I went back upstairs. Wu Qing didn't flatter me as usual after finishing his task, but instead sat on the sofa in a daze.

  "What's wrong? Is there anything else?" I asked quietly as I sat down beside him.

  "Unfeeling" was startled and asked in return: "How did you know I still had something on hand?"

  "Are you a person who can sit still? You finished your business and then flattered me, now you're sitting here so calmly again." I said lightly, seeing Wu Qing's embarrassed expression, couldn't help but smile, "Speak up, what is it? Do you still need to be polite with me?"

  "Boss, the vice principal wants to see you."

  "Vice principal? Why would he want to see me?" I raised an eyebrow, because I knew that this vice principal was the mysterious person who had arranged for special training for the three of them under Qing Long's orders, but I didn't know why such a person would want to see me.

  "Boss, I'm just a errand boy, how would I know what the vice principal means?" Wu Qing replied helplessly. To be honest, it seemed that the vice principal had left a rather abnormal impression on Wu Qing's mind, but at this time, Wu Qing was also somewhat perplexed and didn't know how the abnormal vice principal knew of Boss's existence.

  When the emotionless vice principal's notification was about to be conveyed to me, he almost thought he had misheard. My existence had always been something he never mentioned, precisely because he knew I disliked being disturbed. But unexpectedly, this mysterious vice principal actually knew of my existence.

  Thinking of this mysterious vice president wanting to see me, my heart is already racing with anxiety. He knows how formidable I am, and if he unknowingly offends me, he'll be at a loss for what to do.

  But then I recalled the scene where I passed on my power to him, and his heart immediately turned towards me. He told me all about the rumors surrounding the mysterious vice principal, hoping it would be helpful to him.

  Hearing the indifferent words, he also became somewhat interested. Why would such a mysterious vice president want to meet with him? Thinking about it, he felt that going to see him might not be a bad idea after all. And he could also take a look at Xue Er.

  "He said when he wants to see me?"

  "Ah, boss, are you going to see him?" Wu Qing was startled and took a while to react, "He said I can go see him anytime, as long as I call him in advance."

  "Alright, let's go now. I want to see what kind of person that is." I waved my hand and said, seeing Wu Qing still dazed there, couldn't help but laugh and scold: "What's wrong? Still spacing out, hurry up and make the call!"

  "Oh, oh, I see!" Wu Qing finally reacted, taking out his phone as he walked towards the door, while I followed him out of the room.

  On the road, I told him about his miserable experience with the vice principal, which made me sigh. Just as I was thinking if Xue Er would also live a life like this.

  "We're here!" Wu Qing said suddenly, stopping the car in front of a six-story white building.