Creating Demonic Cultivation Techniques against Non-human Races-Chapter 99: The Master of Courting Disaster, Trending Again, Frenzied Discussion, New Cultivation Technique Direction Confirmed
In that moment, Song Changkong froze, a trace of an awkward smile appearing on his face.
"Ha... haha... indeed! I’m here too! What a coincidence! Really, what a coincidence!"
Seeing this, Su Die instinctively clenched her fists, ready to rub her hands, with a posture ready for a big fight.
But in the next breath, Song Changkong’s eyes widened, looking ahead into the distance, speaking in shock.
"Oh my God! Director Su! You actually came too?"
Upon hearing this, Su Die paused slightly, quickly turning her head to look.
After all, in the academy, the only person who could be called Director Su besides her brother was no one else.
But at a glance, there was no one in that direction, not even a soul.
After being stunned again, she instantly realized she had been tricked, and at that moment, the anger within her doubled exceptionally.
Turning back, as expected, the culprit Song Changkong had already taken the opportunity to escape, leaving no trace.
Su Die clenched her fists, gritting her teeth as she spoke.
"Bastard! Dared to trick me! It seems I hit him too lightly. Song Changkong, you’re dead meat!"
Standing aside behind her, Liu Yanran saw the entire process unfold, but she wasn’t swayed by Song Changkong’s little tricks, nor did she alert Su Die to avoid falling for them.
At this moment, a hint of playful enjoyment appeared on Liu Yanran’s face, and she spoke with a mischievous tone to fan the flames.
"Xiaodie’Er! There’s more to it! I think with Song Changkong’s level of inviting trouble, he might even embellish today’s meeting and conversation between you and Junior Lin, creating some dubious gossip."
"However, if you rush to the south gate of the academy’s back mountain, you might be able to corner him!"
Upon hearing this, Su Die tightened her grip on her fists, speaking with aggression.
"Is it the south gate this time? Alright! Xiaoyanran, thanks for the reminder! This time! I want him to thoroughly repent for what he did!"
With that, she rose, and with a swish, dashed out of the cafeteria, heading toward her target.
In the cafeteria, Lin Ping’an looked on with a calm expression, not stirred in the slightest.
Liu Yanran turned her gaze and smiled slightly.
"Junior Lin, are you curious about the reason? That’s because Song Changkong is not only the best student in the Manufacturing Department for medicinal dishes but also the top gossip leader at Great Xia Academy."
"A while ago, when Xiaodie’Er came to find you, he snapped photos and created a scandal between you two!"
"If you don’t believe it, you can check the campus network yourself; the headlines are quite sensational!"
"Plus, there’s no shortage of discussion."
A normal person hearing this would certainly be eager to investigate.
However, Lin Ping’an remained indifferent, as if those matters were irrelevant and not bothered by the gossip.
He said nothing, just calmly nodded.
"Mm! Got it! Goodbye, Senior!"
After speaking, he stood up and walked out.
Three breaths later, watching the gradually disappearing figure of Lin Ping’an, the playful look on Liu Yanran’s face grew heavier, and curiosity flashed in her eyes, as if she’d seen some new and intriguing toy.
"Interesting! Really interesting! It’s getting more fun!"
Half an hour later.
Again surrounded and blocked, Song Changkong’s face, already swollen with bruises, was now more damaged several times over, and he also seemed to have gained twice the weight.
After a session of venting through beating, Su Die felt a lot more comfortable inside.
Afterward, she looked at the person pretending to be dead on the ground, snorted coldly, and once again dropped threats.
"Bastard! If you dare fabricate rumors randomly again, I’ll beat you once every day, until graduation."
Saying so, she turned and left.
A while later, Song Changkong got up, inhaling sharply while muttering to himself.
"Damn it! It’s always that conniving Liu Yanran giving the clues, how does she always manage to guess where I’ll run?"
"Besides, I’ve never fabricated rumors randomly! Which time wasn’t what I wrote the truth? Just exaggerated a bit for news sake!"
"Anyway, this event must be published, otherwise wouldn’t all this beating be in vain?"
"This time, after releasing the news, I’ll immediately hide out at the Battlefield of Ten Thousand Races, can’t give them a chance to find me again."
In his words, he didn’t abandon the idea of inviting trouble.
Life doesn’t stop, neither does inviting trouble, this is Song Changkong’s creed.
Meanwhile, on the other side, Lin Ping’an returned to Villa No.1 and immediately began researching new cultivation techniques.
After all, "Painful Demon Body" was merely a Yellow Level Technique, and the cultivators were mainly in the Lower Third Grades Realm, also making it unable for others to break through to Third Grade and Above using it.
Or, once breakthrough is achieved, using it is not as fast in cultivation speed compared to other equivalent Profound-level Techniques.
Nowadays, Lin Ping’an had broken through to the Fourth Grade, and the feedback from the "Painful Demon Body" cultivators was no longer enough to help him progress rapidly.
After all, the feedback was just ordinary Qi Blood from Lower Third Grades, and compared to Middle Grade Qi Blood, the exchange ratio was too high.
Besides, the Qi Blood that Lin Ping’an possessed had undergone an extraordinary evolution, far exceeding normal proportions significantly.
Thus, developing a higher level cultivation method first was an imperative priority.
As for other types of techniques, they can be created while enhancing strength once the cultivation speed issue is resolved.
The original plan was to use the additional feedback from "Painful Demon Body" cultivation inspiration to upgrade the technique.
Expanding its applicability from Lower Third Grades to Middle Third Grades was also feasible.
But seeing his Civilization Value had reached as high as 550,000, and recalling the accumulated martial arts knowledge and various novel conjectures acquired over these days, he consequently changed his thoughts.
Lin Ping’an felt he could take bigger steps, making the effects of the cultivation techniques he aimed to create more direct and expedited.
Sitting cross-legged, his mind entered the creation space as countless inspirations poured out.
As Civilization Value was consumed continuously, the content of the new technique kept improving, and the overall progress was climbing.
...5%...10%...15%...
Several hours later, as the sky darkened, figures in the campus gradually diminished, but the campus network was bombarded with articles.
Great Xia Academy’s strongest gossip king Song Changkong thus embarked on a path of insane self-destructive acts.
"The greatest prodigy Lin Ping’an of Great Xia Academy is out, secretly meeting with two senior sisters in the cafeteria..."
"Shocking three-way meeting! I shouldn’t be sitting but should stand behind..."
"Two women competing for a husband, the king of news risking life visiting the frontline to witness the most explosive scene of Great Xia Academy..."
"Chairman Su spoke twice but was snubbed by Lin Ping’an..."
"Best girlfriends, one stands one sits, one talks boastfully, but the other dares not express anger..."
...
Each title is more exaggerated than the last, each appearing more attractive than the other.
And under each article, countless comments and messages appeared instantly.
Among them, those on the top were all curses, basically sending regards to the author’s whole family.
"Dog! Being a clickbait again! I got my tissues ready, clicked in, only to find this?"
"Damn you! Give me back my 1 Merit Point! Isn’t this plain deception?"
"1 Merit Point cheated? Can’t afford to live?"
"If I could beat you, I’d do it eight times a day."
"Is there no justice? No law? No school rules? Does the academy just let Song Changkong run amok? Merit Points should be heavily punished."
"..."
And following cursing messages, not a few gossipers appeared, rationally eating melon, rationally discussing.
