When Earth Awakened, I Became a Sword Saintess

Chapter 36 : Zhang Biaoyang's Discharge from the Hospital

36: Zhang Biaoyang's Discharge from the Hospital

At this moment, Yuyin, carrying her black leather schoolbag, walked down the street, feeling as if the world were different.

She had woken up to a Primordial Energy value of 167.

With two weeks until the college entrance exam, even considering that the score threshold might rise this year, Yuyin's admission was virtually a certainty, well above the cutoff for Lingdu Source Martial Academy, with almost no suspense.

As for the physical test, Yuyin's physical education was already excellent. Now, with her soaring Primordial Energy value, her performance would improve even more, so passing would not be a problem.

For the academic subjects, Yuyin had scored over 20 points above the second-tier university line on the last mock exam. As long as there were no accidents, she was confident. Moreover, her Primordial Energy was still rising rapidly. When the time came, if her Primordial Energy value was high enough, even if her academic scores were slightly lacking, the standards could be lowered for candidates with exceptionally high Primordial Energy, as was customary. After all, Lingdu Source Martial Academy recruited truly talented cultivators, not scholars.

Walking into the school, Yuyin saw a large number of students doing their morning exercises.

To fulfill their parents' wishes, for a better life, and for their own different ideals, everyone was working so hard.

"President?"

It was a rare sight to see Yingluo also doing her morning exercises, wearing a white T-shirt and athletic shorts. Behind her, Xu Weiwei followed, panting heavily.

"Yingluo... wait, wait... what kind of Alchemical Pill did you take? How can you run so fast?" Xu Weiwei asked, her hands on her knees, powerless.

"It's... a secret."

Yingluo quietly walked up to Yuyin, stood on her tiptoes, and ignoring her damp chest pressing against Yuyin's arm, whispered in her ear, "President, my Primordial Energy has been increasing rapidly lately."

It must be the effect of the dual cultivation. Each time, Yuyin would consume a considerable amount of Primordial Energy, so this strength didn't come for free.

"I'm going up for morning self-study first. Oh, right, Yingluo, I have a few questions to ask you later," Yuyin said, heading to the classroom first.

The morning light was beautiful, the breeze fresh. Even after sitting on a hard bench for a long time, Yuyin's full, round, and soft buttocks didn't feel sore. This feeling of being delicate and comfortable all over was probably something only girls with good figures could experience.

Without realizing it, Yuyin had also come to enjoy this physical sensation.

Previously, the Ghost King's marriage contract, the Night Spirits roaming, Zhang Biaoyang's harassment, and the immense pressure of the college entrance exam had left Yuyin with no time to ponder philosophical questions.

For example, who am I? Why did I become a girl?

Now that she had finally broken through the layers of clouds and reached a certain height, she discovered that she had already adapted to a girl's body without even realizing it...

Although she still didn't know the reason, Yuyin wasn't conflicted. Although becoming a woman was not her intention, as Xiao Huohuo had said, a man born into this world should die on the battlefield, bathed in blood, to live a life without regret!

Should she be a little boy who could only hide in a corner, fantasizing about the beautiful school senior, living a mediocre life, only to regret it when she grew up?

Or should she be the goddess from her own fantasies, stirring up storms, beautiful and captivating, relying on no one, standing proudly in the world on her own strength?

At this moment, Yuyin understood in her heart.

She preferred her current self.

In her past world, a strong person might be a great scholar or a successful entrepreneur.

But in this world, a strong person was one with immense power, someone like the East Hua Sword Venerable, who could stand tall in the sky.

Even someone who could say no to the Ghost King, whose power could cover the sky.

That was the true strong person in this world, the kind of existence that made Yuyin feel she could live with dignity.

Before her rebirth, Yuyin's body had been very weak, but the desire for strength deep in her bones was second to none. And now, reborn as a girl, Yuyin was moving towards a dream she could not realize in her past.

Rebirth, no regrets.

Yuyin flicked her long, beautiful hair, twirled her pen swiftly, and began to do her homework... But why did these feminine movements of hers feel so natural?

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At the Lingdu Fengshan Hospital, a Mercedes-Benz S350 stopped at the main entrance.

Zhang Biaoyang was being discharged.

He got into the car sent by his father, and his freshly healed ribs throbbed with a dull pain.

"Xia Yuyin! You bitch..." Zhang Biaoyang, between his pain and hatred, looked purple and was quite unsightly.

"Young Master Zhang, should I take you home?" the driver from Zhang Biaoyang's father's company asked. His father was the second-in-command at a real estate company.

"Go home? To the Grand World!" Zhang Biaoyang said irritably.

"But... Mr. Zhang told me to take you home to review..."

"Screw his review! What's the use of reviewing now? Everyone else is in the final sprint for the college entrance exam, strengthening their cultivation, while I was stuck in a hospital bed for a month! It's all that bitch's fault!"

"She made me unable to hold my head up in school, and she ruined my college entrance exam, ruined my future! Even if I review now, what's the use of getting into some school? A guy who got hospitalized by the school beauty, wouldn't he just be laughed at?"

"What's a driver like you rambling on for? Drive!"

With Zhang Biaoyang so furious, the driver had no choice but to do as he was told, taking him to the Grand World.

"Xia Yuyin, if I can't get my revenge on you, what face do I, Zhang Biaoyang, have left to mix in this Lingdu beach?" Zhang Biaoyang trembled with anger. Just last night, he had heard all sorts of rumors about Yuyin; that not only was she good at sports and had good grades, her Primordial Energy value was likely also very high, with a good chance of getting into a first-tier university.

And looking at himself, Zhang Biaoyang, he had not only become a laughingstock but had also missed the most crucial time to prepare for the college entrance exam. How could he not be angry? He gripped the armrest of the Mercedes door hard.

The Grand World, since the beginning of the last century until now, had been an entertainment venue where the elite of Lingdu gathered. It was not comparable to an ordinary so-called high-end nightclub.

It had history, it had substance. It wasn't just about being luxurious and extravagant, but about a magnanimous spirit that welcomed heroes and passersby from all over the world, and historical figures from home and abroad.

The consumption here was very high. Even a rich second-generation kid like Zhang Biaoyang wouldn't dare to be arrogant here. He had booked a regular coffee table on the first floor. The private rooms at the Grand World, unless his uncle came, even his father might not be able to book one, no matter how much money he had.

That was the kind of place this was; it wasn't a place where a nouveau riche could do as they pleased.

Before long, a tall man with sunglasses and a trench coat, his hair slicked back with oil, walked over and sat down opposite Zhang Biaoyang.

The man first lit a cigar, blowing out clouds of smoke as he looked out the window and asked, "What's wrong, brother? You don't look so good. I hear you had a setback recently?"

"Sigh! Brother Qiang, don't even mention it!"

Zhang Biaoyang told Brother Qiang all about his anger and bitterness.

"No way? A girl got you into this state? I don't recognize you anymore," Brother Qiang said with a laugh.

"Brother Qiang, stop making fun of me. Are you my brother or not?" Zhang Biaoyang grew anxious.

Brother Qiang directly pinched out the thick cigar with his fingers, took a deep drag on his cigar, blew out the smoke, and patted Zhang Biaoyang's shoulder.

"Your grudge is my grudge. If it were before, I wouldn't dare touch this no matter how much money you gave me. The people above also said not to make things difficult for Xia Youxue's daughter over her debts. But this time, it was her daughter who brought this upon herself, and it has nothing to do with Xia Youxue, so we can't be blamed. One thing at a time."

"Brother Qiang!" Zhang Biaoyang's face lit up with joy.

"Don't worry, Brother Qiang will help you with this woman. We'll first figure out her routine. It's not good to make a move during the day. We'll find the right opportunity, get a van, stuff her into an abandoned factory in the suburbs. Then, won't she be at your mercy... for revenge?" Brother Qiang's weathered face broke into a smile, full of rough wrinkles.

"That's a brilliant move! Worthy of my Brother Qiang!" Zhang Biaoyang was overjoyed.