Although Yang Hao knew that Hunyuanzi was always coming up with reckless ideas, his anger clouded his judgment. Following Hunyuanzi’s instructions, Yang Hao silently released his freshly cultivated true energy into the mist.
A pinkish vapor instantly spread throughout the entire plaza along with the drifting fog. At the memorial service, everyone except the central figures—Aisha, Amanda, and Professor Jack—had inhaled a significant amount of the mist. These people had been hired to attend the ceremony and had no real connection to the deceased.
Hunyuanzi and Yang Hao’s sect, known for its cultivation techniques rooted in aphrodisiacs, wasn’t just a name. All their pills, while possessing unique effects, were essentially powerful love potions. Therefore, the true energy Yang Hao released carried strong aphrodisiac properties. Once inhaled with the mist, the effects quickly kicked in.
Coincidentally, the sunlight grew stronger, and the white fog gradually dissipated, revealing the entire plaza and the embarrassing spectacle of the hired attendees. At first, the effects only caused a general feeling of warmth, but as the potency spread through their bodies, the people began to lose control. Many started touching themselves shamelessly, even removing their clothes. The plaza soon echoed with lewd sounds and flirtatious moans. Worse still, men and women were standing closely, and in their dazed state, began hugging each other. If things continued like this, hundreds of people would soon be engaging in open, public indecency.
Although Yang Hao was the one who initiated this chaos, he never expected such a result. He stared in disbelief, exclaiming, “Oh my god, how could the effect be so strong?”
“Of course! We are masters of the Pill and Cultivation sect!” Hunyuanzi replied proudly.
“What should we do now?” Yang Hao asked anxiously. “We have to wake them up. We can’t let this go any further…”
“Wake them up? No way. My dear apprentice, just enjoy this erotic scene,” Hunyuanzi, true to his scheming nature, felt no remorse for the consequences.
Yang Hao, however, felt differently. Although he had been furious earlier, he hadn’t intended for these students to be so humiliated. No matter how hard he tried calling out to the people nearby, they remained dazed and unresponsive. Some women even clung onto him, scaring Yang Hao so much that he quickly pulled away.
Just as the mass debauchery seemed inevitable, a thunderous explosion suddenly split the sky. Accompanying this shocking sound, a streak of white light shot through the air like lightning.
With a loud boom, it struck the central sculpture in the plaza, shattering it into dust.
This white light was not lightning from the sky, but rather a sword technique unleashed by a martial cultivation expert. With just one strike, the sculpture was completely destroyed, and the powerful sound snapped everyone out of their drug-induced lustful haze.
As if doused with cold water, they suddenly regained their senses. Fortunately, the embarrassing episode hadn’t lasted long and didn’t result in any serious consequences.
Yang Hao was startled by the sword strike, but as the light faded, a young man with long, flowing hair stood in the center of the plaza, his face cold and aloof. His appearance bore a striking resemblance to Wang Zhijun.
Just as Yang Hao thought of Wang Zhijun, the latter appeared together with the principal and a group of teachers. The group looked solemn and preoccupied.
Aisha had been standing near the sculpture the entire time and hadn’t been affected by the drug. However, in an instant, her carefully prepared sculpture had been destroyed, which naturally enraged her: “Damn it! Why did you destroy my stuff?”
“Aisha!!!” The principal rushed forward, sternly scanning the surroundings. “What’s going on here?”
Leimeng Star Advanced Academy was the most prestigious academy in the entire Galactic Empire, directly under the jurisdiction of the royal family of Leimeng Star. Therefore, the principals were always members of the royal family. The current principal, in his early forties, was actually the cousin of the emperor of Leimeng Star and held a high status among the nobility.
“W…We’re holding a memorial service,” Aisha replied, usually bold but now somewhat fearful in the face of the principal’s stern demeanor.
“Nonsense! Is that what you call mourning?” the principal scolded angrily.
“Perhaps someone was playing tricks here,” the long-haired martial expert scanned the crowd, his gaze as sharp as needles, finally landing on Yang Hao.
The principal frowned deeply. “What memorial service? Who are you mourning?”
“Yang Hao…” Aisha whispered, unable to stop herself from sobbing. Despite her rebellious nature, it was evident that her feelings for Yang Hao were genuine.
The principal coldly snorted. “As far as I know, Yang Hao isn’t dead.”
“How can that be!” Aisha cried out. “He went to the Dark Beast Nest. How could he possibly survive?”
“You don’t even know if he’s dead and you’re already holding a memorial? Seems like you’re eager to become a young widow,” the long-haired expert never took his eyes off Yang Hao.
“This is my older brother, Wang Tao. He is now the captain of the Royal Swordsmanship Corps,” Wang Zhijun proudly introduced, clearly aware that the Wang family’s prestige was largely due to his brother.
“So what?” Aisha, spoiled from birth, didn’t care about titles. After all, there were at least a hundred swordsmanship groups in the empire’s military, nothing particularly impressive.
“I just wanted to see what kind of person dares to fight my younger brother,” Wang Tao said arrogantly, pointing his finger at Yang Hao from afar. “Looks like he doesn’t even dare to show his face.”
As Wang Tao finished speaking, Yang Hao, unable to bear the provocation, indeed stepped forward, running to Aisha’s side. “That’s right! It was me who messed with your brother. What are you going to do about it?”
“Yang Hao!!!” Both Aisha and Amanda cried out in shock. They had assumed he was surely dead, so they had even prepared the memorial service early. Now, seeing him alive and more vibrant than ever was a huge surprise.
Indeed, Yang Hao looked completely transformed, brimming with confidence. He waved at the two women and then fixed his gaze firmly on the swordsman before him.
“What now?” Wang Tao stood tall, like a sword upright in the ground. “You do have some guts to take down a Black Magic Beast.”
“Not bad, I guess. Just a bit weaker than me,” Yang Hao replied casually, rolling his eyes without the slightest fear.
“My dear apprentice… My dear apprentice…” Hunyuanzi urgently whispered inside Yang Hao’s stomach.
“Huh?” Yang Hao dared not speak loudly in front of everyone.
“Don’t get cocky. Wang Tao is extremely powerful—very, very strong,” Hunyuanzi rarely praised someone so highly. “Little apprentice, you can’t yet sense others’ energy, so you can’t tell the difference between you and him.”
“Huh?”
“If he’s a vast ocean, then the Black Magic Beast you defeated is just a small stream. If you provoke him…” Hunyuanzi hesitated, clearly uneasy.
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