Fang Xin’s hand trembled slightly.
Looking at the familiar yet pale face, his mind went blank.
Fang Xin stood rooted to the spot, seemingly in disbelief.
He leaned in for another look.
After confirming, Fang Xin stared blankly at the face.
He scratched his head restlessly, feeling it was hard to accept at the moment.
He pulled down the white cloth.
Seeing a fist-sized blood-hole, front to back, in the corpse’s chest, Fang Xin’s eyes filled with killing intent.
Xu Boshan sighed and gently patted Fang Xin’s shoulder with his warm hand.
He wanted to offer comfort, but at this moment, many words of consolation would sound hollow.
Zhuge Heng stood by, saying, “Cry if you need to!”
Fang Xin leaned over.
He tidied his aunt’s hair.
He raised his hand and placed it on Fang Huilan’s head.
He sensed what his aunt, Fang Huilan, had experienced before her death.
Images gradually appeared in Fang Xin’s mind.
It was a stormy night.
A group of people rushed into his aunt’s home.
They were all wearing raincoats.
But as they walked, raised their hands, and made movements, one could see uniforms beneath their raincoats, and on the uniforms, there was an emblem.
Within the emblem was an eye symbol.
The leader shook the rain off his raincoat.
He ordered his subordinates to force Fang Huilan and her family of three to kneel together on the ground.
They directly used the mind control ability of a Mental-Attribute expert to forcefully interrogate Fang Huilan’s family, asking if they had ever received a package from Fang Xin’s parents, or a strange package with no sender address.
Or if they had sent Fang Xin a strange package with no sender address.
After being ravaged by the Mental-Attribute expert, Fang Huilan’s gaze was dull, and she uncontrollably recalled that Fang Xin had indeed received a package with no sender address.
Just as they were about to press further, more people broke in through the window.
The two sides clashed, and as the other party tried to take Fang Huilan away, the leader of the Church, adhering to the principle of destroying what they couldn’t have, ordered his subordinates to act.
Someone brutally pierced Fang Huilan’s heart.
The last image in Fang Huilan’s mind before her death was a face.
A face familiar to Fang Xin.
Huo Shi!
Fang Huilan knelt on the ground.
Huo Shi stood there, his golden eyes full of mockery, a smile on his face, looking down from above, his lips moving silently to utter a few words.
“All of the Fang family must die!”
The image ended there.
Fang Xin slowly withdrew his hand.
He knelt beside the small bed where his aunt, Fang Huilan’s, body lay.
Fang Xin clutched Fang Huilan’s hand.
After an unknown amount of time, Fang Xin raised his head, tightly gripping Fang Huilan’s cold hand.
There were no excessive words or emotions.
Only calm.
An unprecedented calm.
Yet, the few people nearby could all feel the intense killing intent hidden within Fang Xin.
It was as if some ancient fierce beast was gradually reawakening.
Fang Xin’s eyes subtly showed signs of turning crimson, but he restrained himself with powerful self-control.
Zhuge Heng stood behind him apologetically, “When your aunt had her accident, I was at the Church’s side. By the time I received the news, she was already gone! I’m sorry!”
Fang Xin looked at his aunt’s face, “During the God and Demon Ruins, can you ensure Huo Shi and I are assigned together?”
Zhuge Heng responded, “I will definitely arrange him and you to be in the same place!”
“What about those other people from the Church?”
“They will be arranged too!”
Fang Xin’s jaw muscles twitched.
“Who were those other people?”
“A remnant force of the Eternal Night Army!”
Fang Xin slowly straightened up, “Where are my uncle and my cousin?”
“Not found!”
Fang Xin looked at Fang Huilan. Ever since his parents passed away, his aunt had always taken meticulous care of him. Now with his aunt’s passing, Fang Xin had lost another family member.
Thinking of Huo Shi’s face, Fang Xin’s killing intent boiled.
“Has Jiang Xiaocha heard about this?”
Cheng Bingqing took over, “She knows. She fainted and is resting in her dorm. Teacher Sun is looking after her!”
Fang Xin slowly covered Fang Huilan with the white cloth, then turned to Zhuge Heng and said, “Big Brother, can you take me to my sister?”
Zhuge Heng nodded, and in a flash, they were in Jiang Xiaocha’s dorm room.
Jiang Xiaocha’s face was pale as she lay on the bed, a fine layer of sweat on her forehead, as if she was having a nightmare, her body trembling slightly.
Sun Bijun saw Fang Xin arrive and slowly stood up, making way for him.
Fang Xin sat by the bed, and as soon as he sat down, Jiang Xiaocha seemed to have a telepathic connection, suddenly sitting up, gasping for breath.
Jiang Xiaocha raised her head and looked at Fang Xin.
Clutching Fang Xin’s arm tightly, Jiang Xiaocha’s mouth was open, seemingly struggling to breathe.
Sun Bijun gently patted Jiang Xiaocha’s back.
Jiang Xiaocha’s lips trembled, as if emotions that had been suppressed for a long time finally burst out at this moment, and she immediately started crying.
“Brother!”
Jiang Xiaocha hugged Fang Xin and wailed.
Her cries were mournful; a mother is the spiritual pillar of a family, and at this moment, that pillar had collapsed, Jiang Xiaocha felt as if she had lost her warm haven.
Fang Xin held Jiang Xiaocha, his eyes cold.
After an unknown amount of time, Jiang Xiaocha finally cried herself out. Staring into Fang Xin’s eyes, this kind girl’s eyes for the first time showed intense hatred.
“Brother…”
Fang Xin nodded, indicating he understood Jiang Xiaocha’s meaning, “During the God and Demon Ruins, Zhuge will arrange for us to meet Huo Shi!”
Jiang Xiaocha tightly held Fang Xin’s hand and nodded heavily.
Sun Bijun paused, “Xiao Xin, your aunt’s funeral…”
Fang Xin turned around, “Grandma Sun, I will bury my aunt after I kill Huo Shi!”
“Good! Good!” Sun Bijun said “good” twice in a row, wanting to say more, but felt that saying too much at this moment would be futile.
Jiang Xiaocha said she wanted to spend more time with her mother.
Zhuge Heng agreed, and took the siblings back to Fang Huilan’s body.
Jiang Xiaocha lay by the bed, her body trembling uncontrollably, and soon she began to wail again.
Zhuge Heng and Cheng Bingqing stood outside.
Cheng Bingqing supported Zhuge Heng, asking with concern, “Does it still hurt? Should I call Granny Ran to check on you again?”
Zhuge Heng shook his head, “No need! I’ll be fine after a few days of rest! I’ll head back first. Later, tell Fang Xin that I had something to attend to and left early!”
Cheng Bingqing’s eyes were full of heartache, her eyes red as she choked out, “Those bastards from the Church!”
“Let’s go!”
Zhuge Heng disappeared on the spot.
Fang Xin walked out from inside, Cheng Bingqing stood outside, leaning against the wall with her hands behind her back.
“Teacher Cheng!”
Cheng Bingqing snapped out of it.
“Are you going back?”
“Yes, where’s Zhuge?”
Cheng Bingqing’s eyes were slightly red, “After your aunt’s incident, Zhuge went to the Church’s Red Lotus District branch and fought fiercely, killing the second-in-command of the Church’s Red Lotus District branch, and severely injuring the first-in-command. Finally, the Pope intervened and heavily wounded Zhuge. If Old Master Ye hadn’t intervened, Zhuge might have…”
She didn’t finish her sentence, but Fang Xin knew what Cheng Bingqing wanted to say. Bai Mao Zai didn’t like being sentimental, but Fang Xin remembered this favor.
As he walked out, Xu Boshan followed him from behind, “Fang Xin, wait a moment, I have something to tell you!”
Fang Xin stopped, “What is it, Dean?”
Xu Boshan walked up to him with his hands behind his back, “Xiao Cheng just retrieved your aunt’s dying memories. I believe you saw it too, your aunt told the Church people that you had once received a package with no sender address!”
Seeing Fang Xin’s expression, Xu Boshan continued, “Don’t overthink it, I’m not asking what’s in the package. I just want to tell you that the Church won’t let this go. Old Master Ye and the Pope have already clashed, and they promised not to act against you again, but that’s only on the surface. During the God and Demon Ruins, there are no rules in that place!”
“I know!”
Xu Boshan nodded and gently patted Fang Xin’s shoulder, “The Ninth Division will always be your solid backing! Train hard during this time!”
After leaving there, Fang Xin and Jiang Xiaocha spent every spare moment in the training hall.
The following period was relatively calm.
But beneath this calm, surging undercurrents were hidden, awaiting the moment of raging storms.
Time gradually approached the midterms.
In a month and a half, Fang Xin’s Strength-based combat power had steadily risen from early Level Five to late Level Five.
His vital energy had already enveloped most of his lung lobe.
Once it completely enveloped his lung lobe, it would be the peak of Level Five combat power.
As for his other talents, they had also gradually made breakthroughs under Fang Xin’s continuous diligent training.
The big white bear had also advanced to Level Five combat power.
Light Element and Mental-Attribute had both reached Level Five.
As for Perception-Attribute, although Perception-Attribute had no combat power, a Level Five Perception-Attribute user could open a domain, which was like a spider web, capable of sensing any disturbance on it. In addition, a Level Five Perception-Attribute user could predict a person’s short-term movements through the Eye of Perception.
Finally, the midterm test for entry into the God and Demon Ruins began.