When you had power that was too strong for you to control, you couldnât help but shiver and feel afraid â Wang Ling had experienced this feeling countless times as a child.
He would jerk awake on dark nights, afraid that he would do something terrible when he was asleep.
After all, destroying the world wouldâve been a piece of cake for Wang Ling back before the Dao talisman seal was officially developed. But even the Dao talisman seal didnât mean true freedom for Wang Ling â his power was constantly growing, and would one day surpass what the Dao talisman seal could take.
Wang Ling didnât say anything, but the moment his palm landed lightly and comfortingly on Xia Mingâs shoulder, their minds became connected.
Xia Ming felt like he saw the whole of Wang Lingâs life in a few short seconds.
His tears couldnât help pouring out at the sense of loneliness that came with being invincible.
Wang Ling had chosen to act at that moment because he knew that this was the perfect opportunity to get rid of Xia Mingâs âEye of Rebellion.â
But Wang Ling had overlooked one point.
The Eye of Rebellion was also a Fate Dao spell, so when Wang Ling was trying to get rid of it, his fate line converged with Xia Mingâs for a brief moment.
And it was this brief moment which enabled Xia Ming to understand what sort of existence Wang Ling was.
The people at school didnât know much about Wang Ling. While their fate lines had converged, which seemed to have exposed him, Wang Ling wasnât worried that Xia Ming would say anything.
Because everything would seem like a dream. Once their fate lines split apart, the memories would quickly disappear and Xia Ming would forget everything.
âIt wonât hurt any longer.â Wang Lingâs voice sounded in the depths of Xia Mingâs heart to comfort him.
As soon as Wang Ling said these words, the âEye of Rebellionâ curse in Xia Mingâs stomach, which was like a festering sore on the bottom of the foot, was pulled out by the root, and completely disappeared.
When Xia Ming came back to his senses, he realized he was crying, but he had no idea what he had just seen.
The Eye of Rebellion, the things that the white-haired young man had threatened him into doing, the hidden side of Wang Ling â he forgot all of it.
But Xia Ming sensed that he had returned to normal. He no longer trembled or felt afraid when it came to his power, and for some reason, he didnât hate Wang Ling at allâŠ
âClassmate Wang Ling⊠youâŠâ
Xia Ming had thought that Wang Ling would hate him, but when Xia Ming had shrunk back and was feeling afraid, it was Wang Ling who appeared behind him to support him with a hand on his back and give him warm strength.
At that moment, Xia Ming looked at Wang Ling and couldnât help sighing. âNo wonder Classmate Lotus Sun likes you so much.â
ââŠâ
âClassmate Wang Ling, Iâve decided to give up on competing with you. Indeed, Classmate Lotus Sun deserves someone better.â Xia Ming gazed unwaveringly at Wang Ling and spouted righteous words that alarmed the latter.
â???â
Why pass everything to himâŠ
Wang Ling was stupefied.
If you donât compete, who will be my shield against that girl?!
Wang Ling never thought that just by casually helping to remove an evil curse, he suddenly gained a new fanâŠ
There was indeed a spell among his thirty thousand Heavenly Dao that could forcibly turn a person into his fan, the kind of fan that chased and supported their idol.
It was called the Great Fan Spell, but Wang Ling didnât use it often, since it was a little difficult to control how much strength was required; if he used too much strength, the fans would turn into scary 'sasaeng fansâ⊠The type that could find out where you live, and hide inside your place for a week as they waited for the chance to take a picture of you in the shower.
Wang Ling had also thought about using the Great Fan Spell before, since his relationship with Xia Ming was a little more tense.
But after considering the bug with this Heavenly Dao, he ultimately didnât cast it on Xia MingâŠ
He didnât want a male sasaeng fan squatting in his house every day and taking pictures of his life.
But why had Xia Ming become his fan?
Wang Ling felt that this might have something to do with Fate Dao.
When the fate lines of two people were connected, it probably had an effect similar to the Great Fan Spell, and smoothed out the wrinkles in âthe fetters of fate.â
This was the only feasible explanation Wang Ling could think of so far.
âAdvance!â At that moment, there was a loud shout outside No. 60 Highâs secure camp fortifications.
Nan Yixiu, captain of South Sea Sky High, and Zhu Hanyun, captain of Titan High, led the charge forward as everyone used hand seals and various spells to bombard No. 60 Highâs defense barrier.
But how could it be so easy to break through this barrier? It was Gu Shunzhi and the others who had set it upâŠ
In addition, they were very crafty. In order to make the barrier look weaker, they used one that looked very thin⊠The ultra-thin barrier was naturally less durable, but Gu Shunzhi and the others had adjusted its recovery ability.
In other words, it looked easy to break this ultra-thin barrier, but it recovered as quickly as it was torn apart.
No matter how much the other side attacked, it felt like they were always one breath away from breaking the barrier.
People who played tricks were all dirtyâŠ
Wang Ling sighed with mixed feelings. He felt that Gu Shunzhi and the others had finally learned what it truly meant to âlay low.â
Nan Yixiu, Zhu Hanyun, and the alliance of forty people attacked for a good ten minutes, but still couldnât break through No. 60 Highâs barrier. Taking into account the constant depletion of their spirit energy, they had to retreat for the moment, as they sat cross-legged and regulated their breathing.
âIt can be broken! I feel like weâre almost there each timeâŠâ
The students discussed tactics. No. 60 High really was a tough nut to crack; at least, a lot harder than they had thought.
[Survivor remainings: 519]
Looking at the number of remaining survivors projected above the mountain dome, Nan Yixiu and the others instantly felt a strong sense of crisis.
If they continued wasting time here, they would inevitably be faced with one of two situations if their spirit energy ran out: No. 60 High would launch a counterattack, or their group would be swallowed up by other teams coming here.
This was a huge headache for both Nan Yixiu and Zhu Hanyun. âItâs not goodâŠâ
Worse still, Zhu Hanyunâs arm was now injured, and urgently required medical treatment. While Nan Yixiu did have some medical skills, they clearly werenât enough.
âWhat now?â
At the foot of the mountain, everyone looked lost.
Just then, they saw a paper airplane actually flying down from the mountainâŠ
Read Latest Chapters at wuxiaworld.eu
The paper airplane hit Nan Yixiu right in the forehead. He opened it and read what was written inside: If you abandon your attack, you can consider forming an alliance with us. Wait until the last day, and weâll have one final battle on the mountain domeâŠ
âWhat does it say?â Zhu Hanyun asked.
âIt says we can join them, but on one condition,â said Nan Yixiu.