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Chapter 312: Chapter 260: A New Power Surges In

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Early morning. Leaves fell in flurries.

Late autumn had passed, and winter was on its way.

In his dorm room, Gao Neng carefully sensed the changes in his bones. The silvery specks of light that had originally dotted his skeleton were now as dense as the Galaxy.

This galaxy was continuously fusing with his bones.

’Soon!’

’Soon!’

’Just a little bit more and the fusion will be complete.’

Gao Neng felt a sense of urgency. Time was running out. freewёbn૦νeɭ.com

Just then, a figure slowly stood up from the bed. She had short, silver-white hair and a pair of large, deep blue eyes.

She didn’t disturb Gao Neng.

Instead, she gently extended a hand, holding it over his back.

A faint, silvery-white radiance slowly seeped from her hand, trickling into Gao Neng’s body, like drops of water into a desert.

Five minutes passed.

She withdrew her hand, then sat back down on the bed. Picking up a mirror, she admired her reflection, revealing a set of pearly white teeth as her lips curved into a slight smile.

"Meow..."

Meanwhile, Gao Neng found himself in a state of extreme excitement.

He didn’t know what had happened, but a sudden surge of power had flooded into him, merging with the silvery specks of light and making them incredibly active.

BZZZT!

Gao Neng felt his entire body suddenly lighten.

All the silvery light had fused completely with his bones. If his calculations were correct, in terms of bone strength alone, he could now match a high-tier expert.

’This Bone Forging Technique really is something else. If I had enough time, I could probably break through to Tier Six in one go!’ Gao Neng slowly opened his eyes.

He had finally stepped into the Tier Five Late Stage.

Although he was still a ways off from his goal of Tier Six, his current progress was already absurdly fast. With another week or two, he should be able to make a push for Tier Six.

Too bad he was out of time!

"Gao Neng, this Queen is hungry!" Seeing him open his eyes, the figure on the bed spoke lazily. She then raised a long, snow-white leg, shifting into a semi-reclined pose.

Gao Neng turned his head just in time to see it.

’First thing in the morning...’

’Does she have to be so seductive?’

’And doesn’t she know she’s a cat?’

"Gao Xiaomeng, put on some clothes!" Gao Neng was speechless. Gao Xiaomeng had been getting more and more out of hand lately, always parading around in front of him.

Parading around was one thing.

But what was with her never wearing clothes?

’Does she really think that a proud, red-blooded man like me would be interested in a cat?’

"Oh..." Gao Xiaomeng grunted, then reluctantly grabbed a short skirt from the bed and casually slipped it on.

’Is that supposed to be half-covered, half-exposed?’

Gao Neng sighed and silently chanted to himself, ’She’s a cat, she’s a cat...’ Then, he got up and went into the kitchen to make breakfast.

BANG!

BANG! BANG!

Three knocks sounded.

Then, the door was kicked open from the outside.

Fang Tangtang swaggered in. The moment she entered, she spotted a silver-white cat hiding beneath a short white skirt.

"Gao Xiaomeng, you’re cross-dressing again?" Fang Tangtang laughed, leaping over to pounce on Gao Xiaomeng. At the same time, she shouted toward the kitchen, "Five eggs and a glass of milk! Remember to add extra sugar! I, Death God Fang Tangtang, have been training all night! I made a perfect breakthrough to the Tier Four Late Stage and now I’m pushing for Tier Five, so I need a big boost!"

"All the boosts in the world won’t make your chest grow. By the way, is the car arranged?" Gao Neng retorted casually while making breakfast in the kitchen.

"Elder Guan has been waiting for a while now." Fang Tangtang didn’t hear the first half of his sentence. She was too busy scooping Gao Xiaomeng into her arms and gleefully petting her all over.

A short while later.

Breakfast was ready.

One portion for Gao Xiaomeng, one for Fang Tangtang, and one for Gao Neng himself.

After they finished eating, Fang Tangtang grabbed Gao Neng, ready to leave. Based on their schedule, if they left now, they should arrive around eleven o’clock.

"Gao Xiaomeng, want to come with?" Gao Neng asked.

"Meow." Gao Xiaomeng shook her head.

"Huh? Aren’t you the one who loves watching a good show the most? You’re really not going? Well, just wait for me in the dorm then." Gao Neng was a little curious, but he left Gao Xiaomeng behind anyway.

The two of them left through the school gates.

Guan San was already waiting for them.

The hover car started up and sped straight toward the Huashan Ancient Sect.

Back in the dorm, however, Gao Xiaomeng opened the door, glanced into the distance, and then leaped swiftly onto the roof. A moment later, she vanished.

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The Huashan Ancient Sect.

Naturally, it wasn’t located on Mount Huashan.

The pre-cataclysm Five Peaks of Huashan were not within the borders of the City of Hope. Even so, the Huashan Ancient Sect still occupied a prime location within the city.

The Huashan Sect’s history could be traced back to the Qin and Han dynasties before the cataclysm. Calling it an "Ancient Sect" was by no means an exaggeration.

By the time Gao Neng and Fang Tangtang arrived, the area in front of the Huashan Ancient Sect was already swarming with reporters who had shown up early. Rows of cameras were set up and ready to go.

As the car door opened.

CLICK! CLICK! CLICK!

Flashes and shutter clicks went off nonstop.

Gao Neng stepped out of the car. He looked up and saw a stone plaque hanging high above him, inscribed with two large, ancient, and powerful words: Huashan Sect.

After snapping their photos, a swarm of reporters immediately surged forward.

After all, the internet had been flooded with all sorts of speculation and discussion about Gao Neng recently, and the reporters had come prepared with a long list of questions.

"Gao Neng, may I ask the purpose of your challenge to the Huashan Ancient Sect?"

"That’s right! According to your agreement with Zhang Hongying, the head of the Dragon List Special Affairs Group, you only needed to challenge Tao Yu, who’s ranked 60th on the Dragon List. Why did you choose to challenge Qu Ran instead? Is it because you think he’s an easy target? Or does it have something to do with Shen Ning’Er?" a reporter yelled, fighting his way through the crowd and shoving a microphone in Gao Neng’s face.

SMACK!

A crisp sound echoed.

The microphone fell to the ground.

Fang Tangtang stood with her hands on her hips, her cheeks puffed out in obvious anger. "Are you blind? Can’t you see me, Death God Fang Tangtang, standing right here? Why aren’t you interviewing me?"

"..."

The surrounding reporters were all stunned silent. freёwebnoѵel.com

’Interview you? My ass!’

’Do you have Gao Neng’s fame and popularity?’

Of course, they didn’t dare say that out loud. The reporter whose microphone had been knocked away tried to say something, but someone pushed him from behind, and he tumbled forward, landing at Gao Neng’s feet.

"The New Year isn’t here yet. There’s no need for such a grand gesture," Gao Neng said with a smile, extending a hand to the reporter.

The reporter froze.

A flicker of gratitude appeared on his face.

But just as he was about to take the offered hand, Gao Neng had already turned and walked away.

"..." The reporter was left speechless.

’What the hell?’

Just as he was thinking this, he heard a rumbling sound in the distance—the sound of a mecha-motorcycle. Gao Neng and Fang Tangtang were both walking toward it.

"Shen Ning’Er is here!"

"It’s Shen Ning’Er!"

"Quick, quick, get out of my way!"

The pack of reporters went wild as if they had discovered a new continent. The one who was still on the ground, not yet having had a chance to get up, was immediately knocked down again.

CRUNCH!

His microphone was crushed to bits.

His heart ached as if it were being twisted by a knife.

But it was fine; he had prepared a spare. He just couldn’t understand why, ever since he became a reporter, his microphones were always ending up on the ground.

’So strange!’

...

Not far away, Shen Ning’Er dismounted from her heavy-duty mecha-motorcycle.

As usual, Shen Ning’Er was dressed in her black military uniform. She took off her helmet, revealing a head of long, lustrous black hair.

Then, she deftly gathered her hair and tied it back into a ponytail.

"Sister Ning’Er!" Fang Tangtang had already walked over, the massive Scythe of Death slung over her shoulder. The reporters automatically parted to let her pass.

"Mm, you’re here too." Shen Ning’Er nodded and smiled at Fang Tangtang, then glanced at Gao Neng. "Where’s that cat of yours?"

"I left her in the dorm," Gao Neng replied.

Shen Ning’Er was about to say more, but the reporters had already swarmed them like a hive of bees, each one charging forward as if heading into battle.

Meanwhile, the reporter from before had equipped his new microphone.

He was fast.

He was strong.

He was brave.

Even though he had fallen behind, he still managed to push to the front with his spare microphone. Seeing Shen Ning’Er right before him, he immediately shoved the spare mic forward.

He aimed it right at her mouth.

"Shen Ning’Er, hello, I’m a reporter from Nanliang TV Station, and I—huh? Where’s my microphone?" The reporter hadn’t even finished his question when he realized his mic was on the ground again.

’What happened?’

’Who knocked my microphone away?!’

The reporter was furious.

He roared in anger, but none of the other reporters paid him any mind. A few stray feet quickly crushed his spare microphone into pieces.

"Shen Ning’Er, there are rumors that you and Gao Neng are a thing. Is it tr— Holy crap, how did my microphone fall too?" another reporter began to ask.

Coincidentally, his microphone had fallen as well.

At the same time, a powerful force radiated outward, pushing the surrounding reporters back and creating a five-meter-wide space around them.

"Sorry, but any interviews will have to wait until after my fight," Shen Ning’Er said casually, her gaze sweeping coolly over the reporters.

"..." The reporters immediately fell silent.

’So strong!’

’The true prodigy of the Military Department.’

’A Tier Six Late Stage at eighteen years old, one of the top super-geniuses in the entire Alliance!’

Just by releasing her aura, she had effortlessly pushed them all away. Most importantly, not a single reporter had been injured.

’Is that level of power and control really something an eighteen-year-old girl can achieve?’

"Since you two have come to challenge my Huashan Ancient Sect, please come right up! Our two disciples have been waiting for quite some time!" Just then, a resonant voice boomed from within the Huashan Ancient Sect.

"Huh? We don’t even need to trade insults?" Fang Tangtang sounded a little disappointed.