Chapter 32: Leaving the Examination Hall, Son of the Demon King?

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At this moment, south of Tianhe City stood a dilapidated old academy. This was Tianhe City’s only institution of higher learning: Tianhe Academy.

The admissions office of Tianhe Academy was filled with teachers anxiously awaiting the announcement of the results following the national college entrance examination.

Jiang Zixun was there as well. Today she wore a white combat uniform, her ponytail tied high, though her expression was somewhat dejected.

The admissions office had originally planned to go to the examination site. After all, as a local academy, it ought to show its support.

But when the principal heard that the various King-grade academies, along with the monarchs of the human nations, had personally descended upon Tianhe City to compete for that peerless prodigy—

He lost his nerve.

“Why can’t we go?”

“Um... It feels like a child showing up to a gathering of adults. Kind of awkward.”

Fine. In the end, the principal was simply too timid.

“What are you talking about?” the principal asked with a genial smile as he entered, teacup in hand. He was greeted by a roomful of disdainful looks from the teachers.

The principal seemed long accustomed to this. Perhaps their relationship had always been this casual, or perhaps his skin was simply thick enough. In any case, he ignored them without the slightest embarrassment.

“How are things now?”

Although Tianhe Academy was nowhere near the level of a King-grade academy—not even comparable to a key first-tier university—it still had the right to observe the Blood Sea practical examination.

The admissions teachers had all watched Lin Yin’s exploits as he broke through one extremely dangerous zone after another.

But what could they do?

A mountain of gold lay before them, while heroes from every direction circled hungrily, ready to swallow it whole. What could a little monkey like them possibly do?

Seeing the disappointment on the teachers’ faces, the principal patted one of them on the shoulder and consoled them. “That’s simply how things are. A tiny place like Tianhe Academy can’t hold on to a great talent. Forget holding on to him—I don’t even qualify to stand face-to-face with those King-grade academies and compete. Just let it go. Hahahaha!”

The principal had a round belly and an expansive heart.

Jiang Zixun stared blankly at that familiar yet powerful figure.

Wielding a blade, he had slaughtered his way through every extremely dangerous zone.

He had already become a drawn sword, advancing without hesitation.

Without realizing it, she finally remembered why Lin Yin’s swordsmanship had seemed so familiar.

So that was it.

The “Yin” who had achieved thirty-three consecutive victories, leaving the entire record green—

That was you...

The teachers were staring at the principal with faces full of dejection.

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The principal held his teacup and looked this way and that, refusing to meet the teachers’ eyes.

Suddenly, Jiang Zixun sprang to her feet.

She had seen Lin Yin, after killing his way through this extremely dangerous zone, cross the warning sign and leave the examination grounds entirely, entering the territory beyond the Great Wall where countless demons ran rampant!

Without the slightest hesitation, Jiang Zixun snatched up her silver-white scabbard and leapt out the window. Moments later, amid the beast-like roar of an engine, her wind-tossed ponytail and silver-white McLaren sped away.

“Hey! Hey!” The principal leaned half his body out of the window. “Zixun! Don’t blame your old principal! There was nothing I could do!”

As if she had the time to bother with some wretched old man!

Jiang Zixun gripped the steering wheel tightly, her gaze resolute. She looked like a gallant warrior marching willingly toward death, bound for a perilous demon king’s castle.

As for why she had instinctively carried out such a reckless and blind act—

She could not explain it, nor did she have time to think about it. Everything had been pure instinct.

She simply could not stand by and watch her little brother face danger.

The fierce winds of late autumn battered the windshield. Loose strands of her hair whipped beside her ears, carrying a sharp killing intent.

If the first half of his life had been spent enduring the changing seasons, wind, and rain, then surely, in the second half of his life, he deserved at least one older sister willing to protect him. Wasn’t that right?

...

After crushing a withered branch beneath his foot, Lin Yin cast a keen gaze ahead.

The ancient forest was so dense that not even the wind could pass through. The leaves of century-old trees blotted out the sky and sun, making the place resemble the dark maw of some savage beast, forever waiting to swallow the ignorant and fearless.

“Beyond this point lies the true territory outside the Great Wall.”

“If my memory serves me, that ordinary nest in my previous life concealed three illegitimate sons of a Demon King.”

As he murmured, scenes of blood pouring across the heavens seemed to rise before his mind.

Three mighty demon-born creatures that had grown at terrifying speed—triplet brothers, identical in appearance—had triggered a bloody battle at Jiayuguan Great Wall in which nearly ten thousand people had died.

Who could have imagined that three sons of a Demon King would grow up right beneath the noses of the troops stationed at the Great Wall?

That day, all of Great Xia had been shaken. Troops had been mobilized, and one hundred thousand soldiers had rushed to Jiayuguan Great Wall.

Yet in the end, countless corpses had been scattered throughout and around Tianhe City, while a blood mist had lingered for seven days without dispersing.

In this life—

Since he had come here, Lin Yin intended to go all the way. While those three illegitimate sons of the Demon King were still weak, he would kill them as soon as possible!

Even if it brought down the Demon King’s pursuit, he would not regret it!

Compared with the tragic sight of ten thousand corpses and the wails of grieving wives and children, personal safety was the least important thing in Lin Yin’s eyes.

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He had always been this way. Who said that a reckless demon king had to bring calamity upon the human world?

Could he not wield his blade from horseback, laughing wildly as he fought his way through the Great Wall seven times in and seven times out?

Why not become the God of Calamity among men?

Suddenly, scattered voices drifted out from the depths of the ancient forest.

“Remember! You are the descendants of the great Demon King, Demon King Qihou! Without formidable strength, how will you return to the demon lands and reclaim everything your mother lost?”

Lin Yin gently parted a cluster of bushes and silently gazed ahead. He bent his body like the most seasoned hunter, suppressing every trace of his presence deep within his abdomen. His breath neither entered nor escaped. At the same time, he regulated his heartbeat and blood flow, forcing both the sound of his heart and his body temperature down to the lowest limits this body could currently endure.

It could be said that this was the most dedicated hunting state Lin Yin had entered since being reborn.

It was a subtle technique that even many veteran Great Wall soldiers did not know.

For he understood that the stronger the demon, the keener and more microscopic its senses became.

The son of a Demon King was born capable of detecting the scent of humans. He had no choice but to be supremely cautious.

Remaining utterly motionless in this state, he resembled nothing so much as a corpse that had already died.

“Mother, how strong must we become before we can return to the demon lands?”

What appeared before his eyes was one large demon and three smaller ones.

The largest resembled a white fox, with sleek fur and delicate cheeks. No wonder the Demon King had been unable to resist her.

The three smaller creatures looked entirely different. They walked upright, their backs covered in golden spines, and each possessed a tail like a whip. Only their faces appeared to have been inherited from the white fox.

“At the very least, you must reach the strength of a Demon General!”

Humanity had its own system of cultivation ranks, and the demons had one as well, with corresponding levels.

Humans: Blood Tempering, Bone Condensation, Meridian Forging, General Ascension, King Sealing.

Demons: Greater Demon, Ferocious Demon, Fierce Demon, Demon General, Demon King.

“A Demon General...” One white-faced little demon pouted, looking somewhat dejected. “We aren’t even Greater Demons yet. A Demon General still seems so far away.”

“That’s right, Mother. Can I rest today?”

“Mother, I want to rest too.”

The white fox glared at them. “You are the children of a Demon King! What are you afraid of? As long as you cultivate diligently, your strength will rise quickly. Do not forget the noble blood flowing through your bodies. That is the blood of a Demon King!”

Less than half a month had passed since the white fox gave birth.

The infancy of demons was extremely brief, lasting at most a month. For the offspring of a Demon King, it was even shorter. Thus, demons born at the same time as human children were destined to leave their human counterparts far behind.

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