Chapter 20: Making a Promise

  "I'm hungry, let's go out and eat something. I'll treat you." Su Qingchen said with a smile.

  Wang Xing and the other two got up from the ground, brushed off the dirt on their bodies, and looked at Su Qingchen with a wronged expression, as if Su Qingchen owed them hundreds of millions of gold coins that he had not returned.

  "Boss, today someone invited us to dinner, everyone is starving with you. Now that you're awake, let's hurry up and go?" This time it was still Fatso Liu Yun who spoke up, as if every time after getting beaten, only he dared to speak up.

  Su Qingchen looked at Liu Yun with a puzzled expression "Who's treating? Is everyone waiting for me? Has Xiao Po Long come back?"

  Liu Yun shook his head and said, "Dragon Brother hasn't come back. It's Teacher Bing Yu treating us to a celebration for our class leader, the best achievement in the history of the commoner class."

  "Yes, boss, congratulations on making it to the semifinals! The best record for a commoner like us is usually just the quarterfinals, but you've really brought honor to our humble class." Wang Xing seized the opportunity to say with a flattering expression, which seemed to earn him a look of disdain from both Liu Yun and Zhu Ming.

  Originally, when Su Qingchen heard that someone was treating him to a meal, he was delighted and prepared to attend the banquet. However, when he heard it was Bing Yu, his heart sank halfway, wondering why this little chili pepper was hosting the dinner. Was it the legendary Hongmen Banquet, where one goes but never returns?

  Liu Yun took the lead, followed by Wang Xing. The three of them once again supported Su Qingchen and rushed to the classroom. After seeing that Su Qingchen was fine, everyone let out a sigh of relief. All the teachers and students headed towards the small restaurant outside the college.

  All the way, Su Qingchen looked up at Bing Yu several times, always wanting to find some conspiracy on that delicate little face, but unfortunately, nothing was found except for a smile, and almost got dizzy, several times bumped into the classmates in front, which made the surrounding classmates feel regretful, did Su Qingchen not recover from his injury, even walking is unstable, some students almost wanted to go forward and support Su Qingchen.

  Arriving at the small hotel, Yurong arranged for the students to sit down and then called Su Qingchen, Yin Ting, Wang Xing and a few others to go upstairs to eat together. Su Qingchen originally wanted to sit next to Yin Ting but saw that Yurong had already taken the seat next to her after ordering food, so she retreated several steps, preparing to sit further away.

  But looking around, I found that except for the empty seat on Yin Ting's left, all the other seats were already occupied, as if they had deliberately left it for me. I didn't know whether to thank them or appreciate them in my heart. Why did they understand my inner thoughts so well? Was it because of the worm in my stomach?

  Because the girl he had a crush on was sitting next to him, Su Qingchen was very hungry but ate very elegantly, like a well-behaved child. A moment later, Su Qingchen suddenly remembered something, put down his chopsticks, turned his head and looked at Yin Ting. When he saw that tender little face, he couldn't help but want to pinch it.

  Su Qingchen smiled and slowly asked in a low voice: "Are you okay this morning? Are you hurt? Do you want me to take a look?"

  Yin Ting's face suddenly turned red, and she looked a bit embarrassed. She said in a low voice, "Thanks for your concern, I'm fine." After finishing speaking, she lowered her head and continued eating, scolding Su Qingchen in her heart for being so nosy, but at the same time feeling a warmth inside.

  Bing Yu saw Yin Ting lower her head and blush, and suddenly felt a surge of anger. This little scoundrel was thinking of making a move on Yin Ting again, absolutely cannot let him succeed. She gritted her teeth and spoke up: "Su Qing Chen, although you've entered the top four, but this afternoon's match your opponent is Guo Xiang who has entered the Ling Zhe realm, Yin Ting lost to his hands, so your chances of entering the finals are zero. I only hope you can gain some fighting experience, don't get hurt, and strive for third place tomorrow morning."

  Su Qingchen's eyebrows furrowed slightly after hearing Bing Yu's words, feeling extremely displeased in her heart. What did it mean that she didn't have the possibility of entering the finals? Wasn't he just a spirit? She could beat him up and make him search for his teeth all over the ground.

  With a cold laugh, Su Qingchen leaned in close to Yin Ting's ear and whispered: "This afternoon, you watch closely, I'll take care of that scoundrel Guo Xiang for you, get revenge for you, and tomorrow I'll snatch the championship and give it to you."

  A simple sentence, like a warm stream, warmed the wounded heart of Yin Ting. At 13 years old, Yin Ting had no good family background. In order for her parents to live a noble life, she followed a soul master in the village and practiced soul decision-making from a young age. As a 9th-level spirit at 13 years old, her master said she was a genius among geniuses, with the ability to leave the mountain village and venture into the outside world. Enrolling in Stran was also her master's instruction.

  The Newborn Grand Competition is the best opportunity to improve one's cultivation, and the top three winners will not only receive purple gold coins as rewards but also soul technique rewards. I thought that if I could enter the top three of the Newborn Grand Competition, I would be able to obtain the rewards and improve my own cultivation. Who knew that in the quarterfinals, I would encounter Guo Xiang, a Lingzhu cultivator? If it were an ordinary Lingzhu cultivator, I would still have a chance to fight back, but unfortunately, Guo Xiang's final blow was extremely sinister.

  That attack is also a mid-tier Qing Huan soul technique, for an ordinary person like myself, such a high-level soul technique would take how many years to earn that price? The village's soul master teacher said before, even a low-tier Qing Huan soul scripture costs over a hundred purple gold coins, which is tens of thousands of gold coins. Without the cultivation of a great soul master, it's impossible to afford this kind of soul technique, let alone mid-tier or high-priced ones.

  Since childhood, she had been strong, but for the first time, she was defeated. The unwillingness in her heart couldn't change reality, and she could only reluctantly accept being eliminated. Even the strongest person has a weak side, let alone Yin Ting, who is still just a 13-year-old girl. She not only envied and hated Su Qingchen but also admired him, and that one punch in their first battle left a deep impression on her heart.

  When I was at my lowest, his arrogant remark just now made me choose to believe him, and I'm not as sad as before. Can this young man in front of me really defeat Guo Xiang for me? Guo Xiang, this guy can really get a nickname, it's so funny.

  "The top three winners of the New Life Competition will be rewarded. The third place winner will receive 50 Purple Gold Coins and a low-level Qing Huan Soul Technique. I hope you can strive to get into the top three, not only to reward yourself but also to bring glory to our class. Don't get injured at the critical moment, that's not what I want to see." Ice Rain's low voice awakened Yin Ting from her deep thoughts.

  After Bing Yu finished speaking, the wine table started to get noisy. Fifty purple gold coins might not be a big deal for nobles, but for ordinary people, that's an astronomical figure. One purple gold coin is equal to one hundred gold coins, which is equal to ten thousand silver coins, which is equal to one million copper coins. The annual income of an ordinary family is only a few gold coins, and even the lowest spiritual masters have an annual income of at least one purple gold coin.

  What's most exciting is still that low-grade Qing Huan soul technique. The auction house in the small town often auctions off such soul techniques, each time for hundreds of purple gold coins. Without family support, ordinary people can't afford it at all. Unfortunately, entering the top three is too difficult.