Rebirth of the Cultivation Devil

"Let her be with others? That would be extremely difficult!"

"Once she falls for someone, it's very hard to shift her feelings elsewhere, especially since you're so outstanding."

"Although there are many young talents among the younger generation in Huaxia, who can compare to you?"

Upon hearing Ouyang Liluo's words, Ye Qingfeng found himself at a loss for a rebuttal.

He waved his hand and pulled Ouyang Liluo towards the dormitory.

"Let's not talk about this, it's her business. I'll walk you back!"

Ye Qingfeng hadn't returned the whole night, and when he suddenly appeared in the dorm, his three roommates interrogated him for half a day, asking if he had gone to a hotel with the campus queen, leaving him both amused and exasperated.

It was late into the night before they each went to sleep, but Ye Qingfeng kept thinking about what Ye Gang mentioned.

On the third day, Ye Qingfeng was sleeping in class. The teacher glanced at him several times and even raised his voice, but couldn't wake him, filling him with a touch of anger.

Just as he was about to throw the chalk in his hand, a figure suddenly appeared at the classroom door, startling him to quickly put it away.

"Principal?"

The teacher was surprised. The principal was usually reclusive and rarely appeared in front of others. Why was he here today?

And why did he come to the grass science classroom?

"Yes!"

The man seemed around fifty, slightly plump, dressed in a suit, his hands clasped behind his back, smiling but exuding an unapproachable authority that made the students instantly tense up, except for Ye Qingfeng, who remained motionless.

"Could I ask which one of you is Ye Qingfeng?"

As soon as he spoke, nearly everyone's eyes turned towards the sleeping young man.

In class, Ye Qingfeng was often absent, either sleeping in class or looking so distinctive that, despite not liking to interact, almost everyone knew him.

The teacher secretly rejoiced. Although the principal seemed amiable, he was never lenient with troublesome students and would surely reprimand them strictly. At this moment, Ye Qingfeng was sleeping and had been caught red-handed.

He hoped the principal would properly educate this unruly student.

Ye Qingfeng, who had been lying still all the time, finally lifted his head and looked out the door.

Everyone thought he would immediately react and apologize to the teacher and principal, but instead, he just stretched lazily and said indifferently, "What's up?"

"This guy is so arrogant, even in front of the principal. Isn't this too much?"

The crowd was astonished, and the teacher felt even more schadenfreude, waiting for Ye Qingfeng to be taken away by the principal.

However, the usually strict principal strode into the classroom to stand before Ye Qingfeng.

"War God, could you come with me for a while? There's something important to discuss!"

Aside from Wan Moting, who knew Ye Qingfeng's identity, everyone else was stunned, feeling inexplicably shocked.

The principal didn't get angry at a student sleeping in class but instead spoke to him in a discussing tone. What was going on?

"Oh? You know me?" Ye Qingfeng smiled lightly. "Alright, I'm curious, what do you have to discuss with me?"

Ye Qingfeng got up and went out, with the principal following behind, as if Ye Qingfeng was the one in charge.

The whole class erupted into a buzz, and the teacher's mind was no longer on the lesson, grateful that he hadn't thrown that chalk.

Someone even the principal must treat respectfully, how could he provoke him?

"Who are you, and what do you want with me?"

Sitting in the principal's office, Ye Qingfeng leaned back in his chair and casually asked.

Liu Gengsheng smiled and replied, "I'm the principal of Yanjing University. Isn't that enough?"

Ye Qingfeng grinned at his words, "When I talk about things, I like being direct and dislike nonsense, so if you don't want to say, there's no need to continue this conversation!"

With that, he turned around to leave, without any hesitation.

He knew Liu Gengsheng was the principal of Yanjing University, but there was obviously more to it if he knew about his identity as the Invincible War God.

"War God, please stay!"

Liu Gengsheng hadn't expected Ye Qingfeng to just leave, and hurriedly called out to him.

Ye Qingfeng slowly turned around, saying indifferently, "I don't want to hear nonsense anymore."

Liu Gengsheng could only smile wryly. The Invincible War God, Ye Jiujie, was incredibly arrogant, showing no regard for anyone. He had finally experienced it firsthand today.

"I came seeking the War God today for a request. This matter was also personally investigated and confirmed by your uncle, Kuang Gang!"

"Oh?" Ye Qingfeng sat down at the words, "What matter, let's hear it!"

Liu Gengsheng continued solemnly, "My identity is both the principal of Yanjing University and the head of the Huaxia Special Service Group. We handle some difficult tasks."

"Huaxia Special Service Group!"

Ye Qingfeng nodded. He had heard of this department, established to maintain the stability of Huaxia, created by a supreme power more than a century ago.

It was somewhat similar to the Divine Guard, but the Special Service Group focused on intelligence.

After all, the Heavenly Mechanism Pavilion was not under state control.

The state had to establish such an agency.

Liu Gengsheng continued, "From your uncle, I learned that you once escorted a shipment for Weiyuan Escort Agency, which was a sword!"

"The Chiyou Sword?" Ye Qingfeng immediately reacted, "Has something happened to the Chiyou Sword?"

Liu Gengsheng slowly nodded, "Exactly!"

"Under the War God's protection, the Chiyou Sword was transported to Yanjing. It was first kept by the Elder of the Jian Family for two days, and then he donated it to the Central Museum for research!"

"In the Central Museum, this sword was heavily guarded, but a few days ago, someone stole the Chiyou Sword!"

Ye Qingfeng showed a hint of curiosity on his face. The Central Museum was heavily guarded, hosting many valuable historical artifacts.

The Chiyou Sword was a top-grade artifact and was naturally protected by multiple layers, making access extremely difficult, let alone theft.

"The Chiyou Sword disappeared in a very mysterious way. On the bulletproof glass above, there was a round hole, and professionals were firm that no one knew what kind of tool was used!"

"It wasn't until later, when our internal Martial Arts Master conducted an investigation, that we discovered clues. The person who stole the Chiyou Sword is definitely a Martial Arts Master with extraordinary Cultivation!"

"They used Spiritual Power infused in their hand to form a Hand Blade, easily slicing through the bulletproof glass, and this person had a high-speed, ghostly movement technique that evaded all surveillance and infrared defenses!"

"Of course!" Ye Qingfeng replied, "To steal the Chiyou Sword under such heavy protection could not be achieved without substantial skill."

"Using Spiritual Power to infuse their hand, cutting bulletproof glass like tofu, this person's strength must be at least at the level of an Intermediate War King, if not higher!"

Liu Gengsheng was inwardly impressed. Ye Qingfeng had not seen the site, but just from his brief words, he could guess much of it, which was quite convincing.