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Chapter 89 - Chapter 69: This Is My Vow

 

Indoors.

 

Huo Churan lay on the ground, feeling like he was about to go insane.

 

His face was covered in blood, and he was screaming at the top of his lungs, "Fang Che! I will kill you! I will kill you! I will kill you!!!"

 

His eyes seemed to be on fire, his entire being frenzied.

 

...

 

Huo Churan went for treatment again.

 

The instructor at the infirmary looked exasperated, "Can you manage your students? This constant need for treatment is unsustainable for our academy! My techniques can heal, but this is too much of a drain."

 

The four instructors were speechless.

 

Li Changkong and the others were called to the first-year administrative office, where the director looked very troubled, "What are you teaching? Yesterday there was a beating, today there was a beating, will there be another beating tomorrow?"

 

Li Changkong was embarrassed.

 

Duan Zhongliu coughed, lacking confidence, and said, "Actually, this can't be blamed on Fang Che..."

 

The director was furious, "So you mean it's Huo Churan's fault?"

 

"It's not Huo Churan's fault either," Duan Zhongliu said.

 

"So, damn it, it's my fault?!" The director was about to explode.

 

"Director, please calm down!" Duan Zhongliu hurriedly said.

 

"Calm down, my ass!"

 

The director exploded, "Go back and discipline that kid in your class properly!"

 

The four left in embarrassment.

 

...

 

"Bang, bang, bang, bang..."

 

"Ah, ah, ah, ah..."

 

Fang Che was beaten up by the four instructors.

 

His screams could be heard throughout the entire first-year class.

 

It was terribly miserable.

 

All the students were as silent as cicadas in winter.

 

...

 

That night, Fang Che went back and repeated his method. He hid with his spear in the secret compartment again.

 

Once more, the night passed without incident.

 

But this was actually normal. Even if Huo Churan took action, at this stage, only the Huo family could respond.

 

And the Huo family's actions couldn't be mobilized so quickly.

 

Fang Che couldn't stand this grievance.

 

He was genuinely worried that if Huo Churan endured the humiliation and didn't send anyone to retaliate, what then?

 

Fang Che wasn't worried about his own reputation being ruined—being a villain from the One Heart Sect, what reputation did he need?

 

But he was worried that Huo Churan's reputation would improve: enduring such humiliation without retaliation would surely earn him some sympathy, and that sympathy could turn into resources for Huo Churan.

 

And for a demonic sect brat like Huo Churan to get those resources would be too... too wasteful.

 

So, the next day, after lunch...

 

Fang Che came to Class Eleven once again.

 

He was wrapped in bandages and gauze.

 

He looked very miserable.

 

He charged in with righteous indignation.

 

"Huo Churan, can't beat me, so you tell the instructors? Let the instructors come beat me? You really have integrity!"

 

"What kind of hero are you?"

 

"Are you even a man?"

 

Fang Che charged forward in a frenzy of grief and indignation, grabbing Huo Churan and beating him up again, even more viciously this time.

 

He broke Huo Churan's right leg.

 

Then he left in a fit of anger, muttering curses, still seething with rage.

 

"Can't beat someone, so you call the instructors, pfft, coward!"

 

Behind him was Huo Churan's voice, filled with bitter hatred: "Fang Che! You won't die a good death! I swear! You won't die a good death!! Ahhhh..."

 

Repeatedly humiliated like this, Huo Churan had reached his breaking point.

 

His eyes were filled with madness, no longer caring about any consequences.

 

As Fang Che walked back, he felt a bit of regret.

 

Wei Zihao wasn't in class.

 

Where had that scoundrel hidden?

 

Today he missed beating one person!

 

What a loss!

 

He knew he was going to get beaten again.

 

...

 

As expected.

 

In the afternoon.

 

Li Changkong caught Fang Che and beat him up again.

 

After the beating, Bing Shangxue sat down to talk with Fang Che: "Fang Che, can I ask what exactly did Huo Churan do to offend you? If it was just the grudge from the grand competition, it shouldn't warrant such relentless pursuit, right?"

 

"What is the real reason, can you tell me?"

 

Bing Shangxue and the other three instructors were genuinely puzzled.

 

What deep-seated hatred existed between Fang Che and Huo Churan to warrant such extreme actions?

 

"It's not just the grudge from the grand competition. Between Huo Churan and me, there's an irreconcilable enmity!"

 

Fang Che's words were sincere.

 

But clearly, the four instructors didn't understand and kept pressing, "How is it irreconcilable?"

 

"At that time, I swore to the heavens that I would beat him every time I saw him, and even if I couldn't see him, I would create opportunities to do so. A vow, once made, shouldn't be broken."

 

Fang Che said, "I'm just fulfilling my vow!"

 

"..."

 

Li Changkong and the others were dumbfounded.

 

What kind of twisted logic is this?

 

Is this how you fulfill a vow?

 

"Tell the truth!" Li Changkong sternly said, "There must be more to it than this."

 

Everyone had been through this age, how could they not know?

 

Ordinary conflicts wouldn't escalate to such an extent.

 

There must be another reason.

 

Of course, there was another reason, but Fang Che couldn't reveal the real one.

 

So Fang Che thought for a moment, gritted his teeth, and said, "That bastard, I just don't like the look of him. Every time I think of his name, I feel uncomfortable. If I don't beat him up every day, I feel out of sorts!"

 

"..."

 

The four instructors exchanged glances, each seeing the rising anger in the other's eyes. They never expected such a bizarre answer.

 

It seemed this kid had no intention of telling the truth.

 

"Bang, bang, bang... Let's see how comfortable you feel now!"

 

So, Fang Che got another beating.

 

"Damn it, if I don't beat you up every day, I feel out of sorts too!"

 

Li Changkong said.

 

Fang Che, bruised and swollen, looked aggrieved.

 

Mo Ganyun, on the side, was gloating, almost laughing out loud.

 

So Fang Che invited him for a sparring session.

 

Mo Ganyun gladly accepted and ended up being beaten even worse than Fang Che.

 

The night passed peacefully once again.

 

So, the next day at noon, Fang Che went to find Huo Churan again.

 

This guy endured such humiliation and still didn't retaliate or send anyone to kill me? It seems I need to push harder.

 

Knock, knock, knock.

 

Politely knocking and entering, Fang Che found that Huo Churan was not in the class.

 

"Ran away?"

 

Fang Che was puzzled, but then he caught sight of Wei Zihao in the class.

 

"Wei Zihao! What are you laughing at?"

 

Fang Che roared.

 

"Ah!"

 

Wei Zihao quickly jumped up, trying to escape through the window.

 

But Fang Che had already rushed in and grabbed him: "You didn't even wear a hat... Damn it, you robbed me back then!"

 

"Are you even human?"

 

Bang, bang, bang...

 

Fang Che hit him mercilessly.

 

Repeatedly humiliated like this, Wei Zihao was already on the brink of collapse.

 

Crying, begging for mercy, and spitting blood.

 

But the black aura on his body seemed unable to endure anymore. What a great humiliation, what a great humiliation!

 

On one hand, being bullied like this, on the other, I am actually on such a worthless person!

 

The black aura began to rise from his skin, wisps of it swirling around.

 

Even a clay figure has some resilience.

 

Not to mention such a spiritual entity?

 

As soon as he saw the black aura emerging, Fang Che immediately retreated, backing all the way to the classroom door.

 

The black aura seemed just to form, unable to stay outside for long, and quickly retracted back into Wei Zihao, leaving his face still dark and sinister.

 

Standing outside the door, Fang Che glared intently at Wei Zihao's face and pointed at him, shouting, "Wei Zihao, just you wait! I'll be back next time!"

 

...

 

Walking out the door, Fang Che began to ponder.

 

What exactly was that black aura? That increasingly evil feeling?

 

Could it be Wei Zihao's family-inherited martial arts?

 

Or perhaps the Wei family is also part of the demonic sect?

 

It can't be such a coincidence, can it? Meeting such a character on the road and they also belong to the demonic sect? Is the demonic sect now so indiscriminate?

 

This kid, regardless of character, perseverance, or aptitude, doesn't seem to match up, right?

 

So what's the reason?

 

Thinking about it, he followed along.

 

Because Fang Che was extremely ruthless.

 

Wei Zihao was also severely beaten.

 

He went to the infirmary.

 

As soon as he entered to get treated, Fang Che arrived.

 

"Excuse me, is Huo Churan inside?" Fang Che asked politely and elegantly.

 

The instructor at the infirmary didn't recognize Fang Che: "Who are you?"

 

"I'm his classmate. I heard he was injured and was very worried, so I came to see him."

 

"Go ahead, he's in room number three." The instructor didn't think much of it.

 

He focused entirely on applying medicine to the unconscious Wei Zihao. Then, he activated his life-recovery technique to heal Wei Zihao. He was a bit impressed, thinking that Huo Churan seemed to have good connections. Having classmates come to visit was actually unnecessary.

 

We are in a martial academy, getting injured is normal, so is it really worth a visit?

 

However, this also indicated that the child who came was a loyal and righteous one. After all, at this young age, they were pure, and their feelings for each other were not yet tainted...

 

While thinking this... he suddenly heard a strange sound.

 

Bang, bang, bang, bang...

 

The sound was dense and heavy.

 

It seemed like...

 

The sound of a collision or a beating?

 

What's going on?

 

Immediately following was the tragic wail of Huo Churan.

 

And Fang Che's cursing voice: "Always going to the instructors! Instructors! Damn it, I'll teach you to keep going to them! You think hiding here means I can't find you?"

 

"I'm telling you! The only place you can hide from me is buried in your ancestral grave with your old ancestors!"

 

"Even if you're buried in your ancestral grave, it depends on whether I'm in a good mood or not to dig you up!"

 

The instructor quickly finished applying the last dose of medicine to Wei Zihao and hurried out the door.

 

He saw the student who had come to visit walking towards him.

 

"Thank you, Instructor."

 

Fang Che nodded politely, looking immaculate and spotless.

 

The instructor was stunned: "Weren't you just...?"

 

"I've finished my visit."

 

Fang Che smiled and nodded, "Thank you, Instructor. I'm leaving now."

 

The instructor nodded, "Alright, go on."

 

He sighed inwardly: Such a polite child, and so handsome. Unfortunately, such a child will suffer losses if he enters the martial world.

 

Reflecting on this, he walked to door number three, opened it, and saw...

 

His eyes bulged in shock: "What?!"

 

Then, bursting with rage, he shouted, "Who dares to commit violence in the infirmary?!"

 

Fang Che had already walked far away.

 

"Woo, woo, woo..."

 

For the first time, Huo Churan cried, and he cried bitterly.

 

Tears streamed down his face!

 

He lay on the floor of the infirmary, his body beaten and bloody, tears flowing uncontrollably.

 

"I'll kill you! I'll kill you! I swear I'll kill you! Woo, woo, woo..."

 

Previously, he hadn't cried when he was beaten.

 

Even after being repeatedly humiliated and beaten, he hadn't cried.

 

But now he couldn't hold back anymore.

 

Because he never expected that even while lying in the infirmary, Fang Che would still find and beat him.

 

This was too much!

 

This was truly too much!

 

Crying and exploding with anger, he thought, I will kill him, I will definitely kill him!

 

I can't wait to send someone to kill him immediately!

 

The letter I sent two days ago, why hasn't there been any reply yet?

 

Hurry up and send someone, I want him dead!

 

At this moment, Huo Churan even hated his own family: Why are you so slow!

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