Chapter 127: The Dragon Soul's Fatal Weakness...

  "Ah! Finally got rid of them. It's infuriating. Even people with an average value of less than 5 in the five basic attributes came to sign up, do they think my class 1237 is a garbage dump?!" Yin Kuang walked alone on the black stone path between the shadowy tung trees, feeling depressed and indignant.

  It's been five days since the "recruitment" for ordinary classes ended. According to the "voluntary principle", even Yin Kuang and others didn't receive many points, totaling less than 10,000 points. Although 10,000 points may seem like a lot, if you calculate the total number of people, 10 classes, 300 people, with each person contributing 200 points, it would be as high as 60,000 points! However, there were fewer than 50 people willing to pay. As a result, class 1237 was ridiculed by the other two top classes. What's even more ridiculous is that some people who had paid their points even regretted it and went to class 1237 to ask for a refund, and surprisingly, they succeeded!

  The result was that 1237 became a laughing stock - until the next day, when a group of fierce and evil sophomores re-plowed those 10 classes again, and those who laughed at 1237 couldn't laugh anymore. Those sophomores, the leader of this gang, the president of that association, in short, they had all sorts of reasons to extort and exploit the academic points of classes 1226 to 1235, almost every day, there would be a group of people coming, really stripping off a layer of skin from those 10 classes, 300 people. In the end, it seemed that the president of the student union came forward, and this behavior was slightly restrained. It can be said that these four days were simply a nightmare for those ten classes.

  It can be said that the 1237 class, which was the culprit, really didn't suffer any consequences. Apart from being severely scolded by Xiong Ba, Otaku, Bo Ye and others for their incompetence, and being ridiculed by the freshmen and sophomores, they didn't incur any losses. After Xiong Ba finished scolding them on the surface, he even patted Yin Kuang's shoulder secretly, seemingly showing some approval? Who knows? Maybe some of the sophomores were dissatisfied with Yin Kuang's behavior because they had also been bullied and oppressed by their own class in the past, which made them feel unbalanced psychologically. However, due to other reasons, they didn't dare to take action against the 1237 class. Therefore, they vented their dissatisfaction on the ordinary freshmen instead.

  However, the only thing that surprised Yin Kuang was that during this time, someone from the Tongshenghui actually approached him and Li Shuangmu to ask if they were interested in joining the Tongshenghui. The Tongshenghui might have been admired by Yin Kuang for their courage in opposing the powerful Houfu, but he had no intention of joining them. So Yin Kuang politely declined on the grounds that he had already joined the "Langxie", as for Li Shuangmu, it was unknown.

  It was precisely the brutal methods of the sophomores that made the freshmen feel deeply fearful, helpless, and dare not speak out. To escape this oppressive fate, they flocked to Room 28 and 29 of Building 33, where Li Xiangyu and Yin Kuang lived, using various means to ask to join Class 1237's elite class. Some begged with tears in their eyes, some intimidated by pounding on the table, some pretended to be profound, some showed off like a clown, and even several pretty girls offered themselves up. Someone even handed over a neatly written resume, making it seem like a real job recruitment. Not just Yin Kuang, but even Li Xiangyu was fed up with it. However, despite the nuisance, after four or five days, they still managed to find a few people with good foundations and potential. They remembered their names and planned to call them in for a "mock exam" to test them out.

  At the same time, Yin Kuang and Li Shuangmu also became celebrities in their first year of university.

  It's worth noting that class members are divided into "official members" and "temporary members". Temporary members can take the exams of official members, but they do not enjoy the treatment of official members. In other words, if temporary members die in mock exams, their lives will still be deducted, and they have no rewards.

  This morning, after finishing a thrilling "Vital Dissection" class, I returned to my dormitory and was surrounded by a group of boys and girls under the 33rd building. Although I was annoyed, for the sake of the bigger picture, I endured it and let them show off their attribute panels one by one. As it turned out, I actually found a pretty good candidate among them - his name is Zhong Limòu, a handsome young man who had an agility attribute of 11 points even without any enhancements. According to Bai Jue's standards, anyone with initial attributes reaching or exceeding 10 can be called a genius. So, this Zhong Limòu should be considered a genius with his 11-point agility! After being enhanced by something called "Blue Fist Saint Envoy", his strength reached 13 points and his agility even reached 16 points - one point higher than my own 15-point agility! At that moment, I threw a punch at him but he dodged it in time. Then I patted his shoulder and said: "Come find me five days later at this time." However, after finding Zhong Limòu, the others seemed rather unimpressive - some of them didn't even have all five basic attributes above 5! I was speechless. Later on, when I couldn't take it anymore, I directly said: "That's enough for today!" and turned to leave, without even having the mood to return to my own nest.

  Through the shadow of the wutong tree, Yin Kuang arrived at the "Jingling Lake" in his memory. Looking around, the ink-like lake water stretched far into the distance, with no end in sight. The calm and waveless surface of the lake did not give people a sense of dullness, but rather a feeling of vitality. The only strange thing was that the lake water was black, reflecting nothing. When Yin Kuang walked to the lakeside, he suddenly felt a pulling force, and his ears echoed with strange whispers. The "Jingling Lake" seemed to have some kind of magic power, attracting Yin Kuang to explore its mystery.

  However, when Yin Kuang's feet touched the edge of "Jingling Lake", he suddenly felt a chill run through his entire body, startling him to hastily retreat and move away from the lake shore. "This lake... is haunted?" Although he had already moved far away from the lake shore, Yin Kuang's heart still racing with fear. "This school is full of eerie things everywhere, it's better not to wander around randomly in the future." But just as Yin Kuang turned around, his body stiffened and his eyes stared fixedly in a certain direction, motionless like a statue.

  In the distance, by the serene Spirit Lake, under a dark red and gloomy sky, a black as ink and blinking shadow of a Chinese parasol tree, a pure white figure stands out in isolation from the world, its snowy white dress fluttering like an immortal spirit, the ink-like lake water contrasting with that slender and pure white figure, making it even more vivid, truly like a celestial being fallen to the mortal world.

  However, before Yin Kuang could appreciate the ethereal beauty further, that one white figure suddenly dispersed like air. Yin Kuang immediately rubbed his eyes and looked again, but except for the black water of Jingling Lake, the shadow of the Yingwu tree, and the dark red sky, where was that white figure? "Could I have seen it wrong?" Yin Kuang scratched his head and said, "It can't be a female ghost, can it? This university is already strange enough, having a female ghost wouldn't be unusual. Forget it, let's just hurry back." Thinking this, Yin Kuang shook his head and entered the Yingwu forest.

  ……

  A thick, earthy-yellow robe enveloped that pure white figure, and a man's voice full of magnetism yet gentle rang out: "Why not stay at home and rest properly? What's the point of running out alone? And to come all the way to 'Jingling Lake', what if you fall in?"

  "What's so dangerous about it? Don't think you can bully me just because I'm blind, we're still a few steps away from the lake shore." A slightly reproachful voice sounded, and she leaned against the broad chest of the earthy-yellow figure. "Besides, you're always cooped up at home, don't you worry that I'll get bored to death?" "Once I finish this busy period...I'll take you to Narnia to clear your mind, the air there is filled with floral scents, it's perfect for your recovery, okay?" "Really? It sounds good, but aren't you afraid Aslan will chase me away? He was really angry last time." "Hehe, Aslan isn't as petty as you think, he's a god of love and kindness. By the way, don't you always want to see Susan too?"

  "Hmm! Is it what I think, or what you think?"

  "Hehe..."

  "Right, just now I felt 'his' presence, that little guy who bears the fate of heaven. I think he should have 'seen' me."

  "Oh? You've 'seen' it, have you? That's quite rare. Looks like this kid has secrets even you don't know about." "Heh heh, otherwise, wouldn't be worthy of being the place where 'fate' resides, right?" However, in the next moment, she let out a sigh, "Sigh..."

  "What's wrong?"

  "He exchanged for Dragon Soul Strengthening."

  "Uh-huh, I know."

  "But you don't know, the strengthened Dragon Soul has a fatal weakness. Even if it's just slightly touched, it's a dead end. I'm afraid for him... Using him as 'luck', I don't even know if it'll work or not. But even with the 'Great Prophecy Technique' combined with 'Fragments of Fate', I still can't change another person's fate." The soft jade-like hands grasping his sleeve were clenched tightly, her knuckles pale, and her voice was trembling slightly.

  "It's okay. You have to trust me, don't you? I promised you, I'll take you back home, and I will definitely do it. Because I am Chongming, your man!"

  Strong arms wrapped tightly around the person in his embrace, holding them firmly in place.

  "Hmm..."