Chapter 35 Zhang Hao: Liu Qingxue is Tender, Get It?

February 26, 2025 | Author: One Night Dreaming of Duke Zhou

Martial Divinity Academy, Demon City.

"Have we found out who rescued Liu Qingxue in the wilderness zone?" Zhang Hao lounged on a sofa with his legs resting on a beautiful woman's lap, enjoying a massage while calmly swirling a wine glass.

A man materialized silently behind Zhang Hao, startling the woman attending to him.

Zhang Hao paid no mind.

"Though we haven't confirmed it, all evidence points to Zhou Luo."

"Judging by the battle scene, traces of extreme fire-attribute energy remained—only Zhou Luo's Fire Thunder Mech could produce such energy. The timing also matches!"

Crack! The sound of shattering glass pierced the air as fragments clattered to the floor, the noise seeming to stab straight into the woman's heart.

She shuddered violently, dropping to her knees with her head bowed, silently sobbing as her entire body trembled uncontrollably.

"Damn bastard! So it was you meddling in my business. I hadn't even come for you, yet you had the audacity to provoke me!"

"Mech Battle King."

"Fire Thunder, huh?"

"In that case, your mech must be of higher quality than Liu Qingxue's—and far more suited to my style. Consider it mine now!"

Zhang Hao's face twisted with malice, his tone icy.

He could have claimed the Ice Empress long ago and taken Liu Qingxue for himself, if not for Zhou Luo's interference.

Now, Zhang Hao had shifted his focus. Targeting Liu Qingxue within War God Academy was too risky, but students from other academies were easier prey.

"You'll enter the Fallen Realm eventually. The moment you step inside, it'll be your death sentence!"

"Young Master, what about Liu Qingxue?"

The mysterious expert behind him was an old hand at this—he deliberately avoided calling Zhang Hao by his rank to prevent exposing his identity.

Zhang Hao approached the kneeling woman, tilting her chin up with his fingers as if appraising a piece of art.

Watching her fearful expression, a smile crept onto his face—one that, to her, resembled a demon's grin.

"Liu Qingxue is... tender—"

The expert immediately understood, flashing a knowing smirk.

Zhang Hao wanted both Zhou Luo's Fire Thunder Mech and Liu Qingxue's body. In an instant, he vanished from the villa.

Under the woman's trembling gaze, Zhang Hao dragged her into his room.

Azurewave Base City.

Fang Family Estate.

"That damned bastard! How ruthless!!" A grim-faced man slammed a paper report onto the table.

He was Fang Dawei, patriarch of the Fang Family, a peak third-tier Mecha Master, and Fang Feiyang's father.

Beside him, a woman wept uncontrollably before suddenly jerking her head up, her face contorted with fury. "I want him dead! Dawei, we must make that bastard pay!"

A month ago, during the Mecha College Entrance Examination, Fang Feiyang had provoked Zhou Luo—only to be overwhelmed by his Combat Energy. Worse still, Zhou Luo's energy carried extreme fire properties, which had scorched a section of Fang Feiyang's meridians.

By the time Fang Feiyang was brought back for treatment, it was already too late. After a month of desperate attempts to save him, he ultimately became a cripple.

Unless some heaven-defying miracle medicine could treat him.

But where would Fang Dawei find such precious medicine that could reconnect meridians? He hadn't even heard of such a thing.

Without medicinal treatment, Fang Feiyang's Combat Level would never break through the first rank in his lifetime. Moreover, he couldn't even fight anymore, or he would suffer backlash.

Even an ordinary person could bully Fang Feiyang now.

"My poor child, wu wu wu!"

The woman's sobbing voice made Fang Dawei's blood boil with rage.

"Enough!"

Fang Dawei's roar made the woman tremble.

After a brief daze, she immediately lashed out at Fang Dawei: "How dare you, Fang Dawei! Instead of going after that bastard, you're taking your anger out on me?"

"What do you know!? Zhou Luo is Dragon Country's most talented genius, a newly appointed Blade Catcher, with Adjudicators secretly watching over him. Even Principal Chen Wentai openly protects his own. Do you want me to go die?"

"This is all because you spoiled Feiyang! Now look what happened—he kicked a super alloy steel plate!"

Fang Dawei was merely a peak third-rank Mecha Master. Forget about Heaven's Punishment Martial Hall or War God Academy—even Principal Chen could crush him with a flip of his hand.

He had exhausted all possible means but truly couldn't figure out how to avenge this hatred.

"So we just let it go? Why should Zhou Luo bask in glory while my son suffers so much?"

"I curse him to be targeted by the Dark Hall! I want him to die a horrible death!"

"If we can't deal with Zhou Luo, then we'll go after his family—"

"Idiot!"

Before the woman could finish, Fang Dawei cut her off. He had already considered this approach long ago, but it was utterly impossible.

Not only were Zhou Hong and his wife just as strong as them, but there were also many powerful figures secretly protecting Zhou Luo's family. That day, when he merely tried to investigate covertly, he almost got cleaved in half by a blade.

Going after Zhou Luo's family would be even more suicidal than targeting Zhou Luo himself.

"Dawei, we can have our eldest son take action! Yes! He can definitely kill Zhou Luo!" The woman thought of their eldest son and grew excited, wanting to throw herself into Fang Dawei's arms.

Blinded by rage, she clearly lacked Fang Dawei's mental fortitude.

Hearing this, Fang Dawei couldn't take it anymore.

He stood up and slapped his wife hard across the face—so hard that it created a visual effect, leaving white powder all over his hand.

The slap sent his wife spinning in place, her sallow cheek swelling visibly.

Disgusted, Fang Dawei casually slapped her again to shake off the powder from his hand.

Just a trivial matter.

"Are you trying to get our entire Fang Family wiped out!?"

Seeing Fang Dawei's fury, the woman was indeed frightened. Covering her face, she slumped against the sofa, sobbing in grievance.

In her heart, she thought: I just want revenge—what's wrong with that? Why did you hit me? And so hard at that...

"Our eldest son barely managed to enter War God Academy through backdoor connections last year. Even with the academy's instructors, he's probably only around the third rank at best. Do you really think he can deal with that little bastard Zhou Luo?"

The so-called "eldest son" was their firstborn, Fang Tian.

"Wu wu wu~"

The woman didn't speak, only glaring at Fang Dawei through her tears.

"You don't need to worry about this matter. I'll have people from the Dark Hall deal with Zhou Luo."

"And remind our eldest son not to dwell on it too much. He should focus on his studies at the War God Academy. Once his strength grows in the future, he can have anything he desires within easy reach."

Fang Dawei pulled out a cigarette and lit it. The smoke curled around his gloomy face, making him appear as if shrouded in darkness.

A plan formed in his mind.

If everything went smoothly, Zhou Luo wouldn't survive.

(End of Chapter)