Jiang Baiyu struggled desperately, but he was firmly pinned down and couldn’t break free at all. The person pressing on his back angrily bit into his shoulder, causing him to yelp in pain.

“Let go! Hurry and let go!”

He wondered why the skeleton head was so fond of biting; he thought it was just because it was a skeleton head.

This position was extremely disadvantageous for him. No matter how he struggled, he couldn’t shake off the person on his back. The other party was like a sticky plaster—no, even stickier and heavier than that.

Jiang Baiyu decisively began to cry loudly, launching into a strong condemnation, “You suddenly collapsed, scaring me half to death, and I didn’t even know how to treat you! I could only think of a stupid way to divert your attention. Not only did you turn against me, but you also treated me like this! Do you have any conscience? Wuwuwuwuwuwu…”

“If I had known, I would have just left you alone to turn into dust, and I wouldn’t have to worry about the dean and the elders finding out that I smuggled someone in.”

“Good intentions go unrewarded! Wuwuwuwu…”

The bite on his shoulder gradually loosened, and the hand that had been pinning one of Jiang Baiyu’s arms behind his back also relaxed.

Regaining his freedom, he immediately hugged his head and collapsed in the snow, crying like a child who had suffered a great injustice, his body trembling.

He heard the boy’s slightly irritated voice, smooth as jade beads rolling on a plate, yet carrying a hint of coldness, “Shut up, stop crying.”

Jiang Baiyu still buried his head in the ground, curling up like he was under a blanket, making pitiful little sounds.

The boy said, “It’s my unstable state of mind that almost led me to go mad.” He paused for a moment, his tone gritting his teeth, “You are not allowed to use such despicable tricks again in the future, or I will chop off your claws! Do you hear me?”

“Wuwuwu, you’re being mean to me!”

“…I’m not being mean to you.”

“You are being mean to me.”

The boy was momentarily speechless. Seeing Jiang Baiyu still curled up pitifully, he frowned and reached out to pull him up, “Get up…”

Jiang Baiyu suddenly grabbed his wrist and yanked hard. The boy was caught off guard, losing his balance and, in an instant, found himself pinned beneath Jiang Baiyu, his hands and feet restrained.

The situation flipped in an instant. The boy realized he had been tricked and was furious. Without waiting for him to scold, Jiang Baiyu decisively opened his mouth and bit back, returning the favor.

The boy’s face twisted in pain, but he didn’t make a sound, his eyes dark with anger from being toyed with.

Jiang Baiyu could feel the tension in the boy’s body, but there wasn’t even a muffled groan, let alone a scream—this kind of revenge was utterly unsatisfying.

Blood from his forehead obscured his vision, and he couldn’t open his eyes. He wanted to see what was happening but was afraid the boy would seize the opportunity to counterattack, just like he had done. He decisively summoned the roasted wing ring to bind the boy’s hands.

Wiping the blood that flowed into his eyes, he opened them just in time to see the scene beneath him.

“……”

Silence.

He closed his eyes and rubbed them hard, then wiped again, and when he opened them, the scene remained unchanged.

It was a fact that self-deception was useless.

The boy had actually shed the spiritual light that concealed his appearance, revealing his true face.

And it looked very familiar!

He saw the boy lying expressionlessly in the snow, his cold gaze fixed on him, his hands pinned above his head by the roasted wing ring. Perhaps due to the fight, his clothes were a bit disheveled, the collar slightly open, and his ink-black hair spilled onto the snow, creating a stark contrast.

There was even a swollen bite mark on his shoulder where Jiang Baiyu had just bitten him.

In that moment, Jiang Baiyu felt like a beast.

Their eyes met, and the boy’s killing intent was almost palpable, sending a chill down Jiang Baiyu’s spine.

Warm liquid dripped down, landing on the boy’s chest.

Jiang Baiyu thought it was sweat, but what came into view was bright red. He quickly covered his forehead, “Ah, my head is spinning, is it a concussion?”

The boy’s eyes moved slightly; the glaring red was definitely not fake. He said coldly, “Let go.”

To be honest, Jiang Baiyu didn’t dare.

The boy said, “Let go, I won’t hit you.”

Jiang Baiyu asked, “Really?”

Immediately, he felt less dizzy and pressed for more information.

The boy smirked, “If you’re afraid I’ll go back on my word, then don’t believe me. Keep pressing down.”

Of course, Jiang Baiyu was scared, but glancing at the boy’s expression, he still put away the roasted wing ring.

“Get up.”

Jiang Baiyu, as if waking from a dream, realized he was still sitting on the boy’s waist and quickly rolled to the side.

Blood from his forehead continued to flow down, getting into his eyes and making it hard to see. He raised his hand to wipe it away, and the first thing he saw was the boy’s hand reaching toward him. He suddenly jolted and dodged.

The boy’s hand paused, and he casually retracted it, throwing out three words: “Lin Zhao Ren.”

“What?”

“You wanted to know my name. This is it.” As he spoke, he wrote three glowing characters in the air with his bare hands.

The characters spun around, transforming into a clear view for Jiang Baiyu.

“Oh.” Jiang Baiyu wiped the blood trickling down his forehead.

Lin Zhao Ren’s brows furrowed slightly, and he reached out again, “Don’t move.”

After a pause, he mocked, “Don’t worry, I won’t take the opportunity to smash your head.”

With a gentle touch, he tapped Jiang Baiyu’s forehead wound. In no time, it healed, the skin smooth and clean, even the bloodstains were cleared away.

Jiang Baiyu only felt the coolness of the finger lightly touching his forehead, and soon the wound no longer hurt.

After healing his forehead wound, Lin Zhao Ren’s gaze shifted down to Jiang Baiyu’s shoulder. The disheveled collar revealed a bit of skin, and the deep bite mark he had left was still oozing blood. He moved his finger slightly, then withdrew his hand, coldly saying, “You deserve this injury.”

As soon as he finished speaking, Lin Zhao Ren transformed into a ball of spiritual light and dove into a small pouch.

Jiang Baiyu was still in a daze.

The terrifyingly beautiful boy from the Demon Lord Mountain was actually the owner of the skeleton he had brought out!

Recalling their first meeting, it was quite memorable, like a water ghost trying to catch a substitute, giving off an indescribable sense of terror. Now, he looked much more normal. No wonder he had chased after him to reclaim the skeleton; it made sense for him to want his own bones back. It would be troublesome if such things fell into someone else’s hands.

It was already quite kind of him not to treat Jiang Baiyu as an assassin sent by the Chen family.

It was said that those once labeled as calamity stars were killed on Demon Lord Mountain, becoming enemies of the world overnight—truly tragic.

Thinking about the beautiful boy—oh no, Lin Zhao Ren’s reaction, it was hard to believe there wasn’t some connection there.

The person who had attacked not only killed but also set up formations to extinguish other possibilities. Logically, there shouldn’t have been any accidents; even ghosts couldn’t be spared.

Jiang Baiyu’s mind wandered, his thoughts scattered.

He remained in a daze until the academy captured the intruders and issued a notice for students to leave the Immortal Pool.

After Chong Xiao led people to forcibly break in, the Immortal Pool needed to be closed for a while before reopening, with the specific time to be determined.

There was no need to gather; they directly sent all the students away.

Jiang Baiyu felt a flash of light and found himself at the central altar at the entrance of the Immortal Pool, surrounded by figures appearing with the spiritual light, all of whom were students from the academy.

The strange looks they gave him seemed to want to pry open his head to see what was hidden inside.

The last person patted Jiang Baiyu on the shoulder, admiration written all over his face as he gave a thumbs up, “Bro, you’re amazing! If this kind of bad luck happened to me, I would definitely be scared out of my wits. Calamity star is no ordinary label; it leads to a very miserable death.”

He then curiously asked, “How did you think to respond like that? I can only imagine how colorful the intruders’ faces must have been.”

He even mimicked, “I, calamity star, pay up.”

As soon as he finished, he burst into laughter, “Hahahahahaha, that’s hilarious!”

The laughter dispelled the strange atmosphere, and students from all grades began to laugh, filling the air with a joyful vibe.

Someone brought up the intruders, “They broke in so quickly; there must be an insider at the academy. How will the dean and the elders handle it?”

“Of course, they’ll catch the insider. They definitely won’t have a good ending!”

“With so many people breaking in, in front of the dean, they’re just a rabble. Numbers mean nothing in the face of absolute strength.”

“Speaking of Senior Chong Xiao, I’ve heard a rumor that he suffered a major drop in power after a failed level-up. It seems to be true now.”

“Although the intruders are no match for the dean and the elders, the aftermath will be troublesome. The Immortal Academy definitely won’t let the forces behind the participants off the hook. I guess the academy will be busy for a while, and the leaders from each grade will probably have to help manage the students.”

“Who do you think is behind instigating Senior Chong Xiao?”

“Probably the Chen family.”

“I think the Chen family is the most suspicious too.”

“Chen family.”

“Exactly, the Chen family.”

The boy who had patted Jiang Baiyu on the shoulder acted all buddy-buddy, nudging him with his elbow, “What do you think?”

Jiang Baiyu replied, “Chen family.”

The boy pouted, “Boring.”

The students from both academies discussed for a bit before going their separate ways.

That guy winked at Jiang Baiyu, “Go back and rest well; it looks like you’ll have a lot to do later.”

Soon, everyone in front of the central altar dispersed.

Jiang Baiyu returned to his residence. After a long time without anyone there, the room was still very clean, spotless. He was too lazy to change clothes, just kicked off his shoes and lay down on the bed to sleep.

As he slept, he felt something was off, as if someone was moving his body.

His mind jolted awake, and he suddenly opened his eyes, wanting to get up but failing to do so.

Jiang Baiyu’s hands were pinned above his head, tied to the headboard, which was why he couldn’t get up immediately. Lin Zhao Ren, with a brush in hand, expressionless, was drawing on his face. Startled awake, he accidentally drew a crooked line.

The smell of ink filled his nose, and Jiang Baiyu’s eyes widened.

A mirror was presented to him, and Lin Zhao Ren asked with a reserved tone, “Do I look good?”

The mirror reflected Jiang Baiyu’s current appearance, with a turtle drawn on each cheek.

Jiang Baiyu calmly replied, “Your drawing isn’t good. If you don’t believe me, let me go, and I’ll show you how to do it.”

Lin Zhao Ren casually said, “Oh,” and then drew another turtle on Jiang Baiyu’s forehead, followed by a circle on his nose, grandly naming it: “Three Turtles Playing with Pearls.”

After finishing all this, he put down the brush, clapped his hands, and casually transformed into spiritual light.

Leaving Jiang Baiyu lying on the bed in that position, wide-eyed and unable to sleep, after a while, he finally cursed, “Are you a child?”

Then he felt a jolt, his body suddenly shivering.

Lin Zhao Ren chuckled, “Heh!”

That damn competitive spirit of the boy!