The Black Book: Seven Deadly Sins

"Teacher, I'm just a first-grade student..."

"Ha? First-grade is still learning theory, not even reaching the Illusion Realm... Wait, are you Zhu Haomiao?!!"

"Uh... you know me?"

Patting the boy's shoulder affectionately, the teacher chuckled with a hint of teasing.

"Your reputation in the circle is not small, the Evil Dragon that terrifies the entire NATO—Zhu Haomiao!"

"Evil Dragon?"

"Yeah, the code name NATO gave you, isn't it cool?"

"......"

Teacher, this is not cool!

I'm a kind-hearted, harmless model student, why call me an Evil Dragon?

This is slander!

They're slandering me!

For the first time, Zhu Haomiao felt the helplessness of a widow defamed by rumors, pursed his lips with a complex expression, seriously pondering how to dispel the rumors and prove his innocence.

On the other side, unaware of the boy's random thoughts, the teacher encouragingly patted his shoulder.

"Keep cultivating, you will become great in the future!"

"Uh... thank you, and this machine..."

"No worries, the school has depreciation and wear indicators, you didn't do it on purpose, right?"

Noticing the teacher's hints, Zhu Haomiao's eyes lit up, and he quickly nodded.

"Ah, yes, yes, yes!"

After some small talk, Zhu Haomiao, as if granted amnesty, walked out of the gym building, gazing at the last trace of sunset glow with a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, they didn't make me pay, that thing seemed to cost hundreds of thousands...

Even selling myself I couldn't pay it!

Patting his chest with relief, Zhu Haomiao walked back to the dormitory building with a relaxed stride.

But when he reached the dormitory entrance, a chilling cold crept upon him like an icy spike piercing his back, making his hair stand on end, sending shivers down his spine!

Suddenly turning around to scan, a sinister and violent dark divine light churned deep in his pupils, his gaze like a steel blade sweeping across a ten-meter radius.

Yet the calm campus showed no anomaly, the fleeting chill came quickly and dissipated as fast, as though it was merely Zhu Haomiao's momentary illusion.

Frowning suspiciously, the dark divine light in Zhu Haomiao's pupils gradually retracted, and after a careful scan, he still found nothing unusual, before stepping into the dormitory building again.

Only after the boy's figure disappeared inside did two silhouettes abruptly appear on the nearby lawn.

"Old Zhu, we've known each other for years, you don't have to treat me like this, right?"

An elder with deep-set features and noble temperament held a bloody severed arm, smiling at Zhu Huacang.

"After all these years, you still refuse to wake up!"

Hearing Zhu Huacang's reprimand, the elder chuckled, shaking his head, reattaching the severed arm to his bloodied shoulder, where a grotesque tumor instantly swelled and then twisted, quickly healing seamlessly.

After flexing his arm, the elder looked at Zhu Huacang, sighing with a wry smile.

"It's you who are obstinate..."

As he spoke, the elder glanced around, gazing at the youthful students in the distance, a nostalgic smile lifting his lips.

"All is but illusion, I will transcend, returning to the true."

"Here is the true! You've lost your mind!"

"No, I'm not crazy, it's just that you can't understand my thoughts."

Gazing calmly into Zhu Huacang's eyes, the elder's gaze was clear and profound, carrying a trace of deep pity.

"You're still lingering in illusion, while I have awakened."

"All things are illusion, all things are permissible."

Murmuring softly, the elder looked towards the dormitory building, speaking with a deep, meaningful smile.

"Within his human shell lies something unfathomable, perhaps it's the key to unlocking higher narratives, many old monsters hidden for years are beginning to stir..."

"Old Zhu, you can protect him for now, but not forever."

Hearing this, Zhu Huacang glared at him threateningly.

"He is personally nurtured by the principal, if you touch him again, don't blame me for holding no sentiment!"

"Haha, you can't do anything, just like I can't do anything to you, and neither can you do anything to me."

"Oh? Then what about with me?"

A cool, rich whisper resonated in the air, the elder's once indifferent expression changing to one of respect as he bowed towards a direction.

"Principal."

In the bright moonlight, a tall and voluptuous silhouette materialized from the darkness, her slanting, fierce phoenix eyes peering at the elder.

"Feng Yu, how many years has it been since you last returned?"

"Almost ten years."

"Since you've been away so long, why come back?"

"I want the [Dragon's Son]."

"He's mine!"

Like claiming her territory, Nangong Su'e locked eyes with Feng Yu, her starlit eyes emitting a suffocating gleam.

"Get lost, don't let me see you inside the [Shen Zhou Barrier] again, otherwise, no matter what price I pay, I'll make you vanish!"

Feeling Nangong Su'e's inner resoluteness, Feng Yu sighed helplessly.

"As you command."

With that, his figure dissolved into a mirage, fading into the air.

"Principal, Little Zhu..."

"No need to worry, under the watch of the Chinese Gods, no one can touch him."

Retracting her gaze from the void, Nangong Su'e's cold, vast eyes gradually warmed.

"As for the future, who fears whom is still uncertain..."

With a cold smile, Nangong Su'e's voluptuous body melted into dots of starlight, gradually extinguishing in the darkness.

After a long time, Zhu Huacang raised his single arm, gazing at a hideous wound in his palm, the fleshy parts turning outward, writhing like living things, sprouting clusters of yellow bean-sized eyeballs.

Calmly watching the grotesque eyes, Zhu Huacang suddenly clenched his fist, crushing the whirling eyeballs.

Crack~

Squeak!!

The sound of tiny bugs bursting mingled with a sharp, ear-piercing resentful shriek, as foul, rancid pus flowed between Zhu Huacang's fingers.

"Nihility Sect... Lunatics!"

...............

Meanwhile, in a nearby dormitory, Zhu Haomiao squinted suspiciously, feeling something amiss.

A vague sense of threat hung like a steel needle above his brow, leaving him restless.

Pacing back and forth in his room, it was only after a long time that the prickling sense of threat gradually dissipated.

What on earth is going on?

Rubbing his chin, Zhu Haomiao frowned deeply.

This was the first time he sensed such an eerie and bizarre feeling.

It wasn't any concrete threat, but a nebulous premonition from the fate level.

The key is, he couldn't find the source!

Only felt like something had its eye on him...

Frustrated, he ruffled his hair, wiped his face, and slapped his cheeks hard.

Forget it!

When soldiers come, send generals; when water rises, build earthwork!

All fear comes from insufficient firepower!

When I ascend to the nine-layered heaven, it'll be others who fear me!