Chapter 216 Three Demands, The Mature Woman Falls Completely, Bi Bidong Looks With New Eyes, _1

"First, I demand ten thousand golden soul coins for my daily expenses," Luo Yu announced.

The surrounding students instantly widened their eyes in anger.

Huang Yuan cursed angrily, "What the hell, why don't you just go rob someone?"

"Ten thousand golden soul coins?"

"Our entire academy doesn't spend that much in a year."

Yu Xiaogang raised an eyebrow.

"You won't agree?"

"Fine, no problem. In that case, you can forget about finding Luo Yu."

Liu Erlong gritted her teeth in fury. "Yu Xiaogang, don't you think you're going too far?"

Yu Xiaogang's eyes glinted with vengeance, his smile revealing malice.

"So, shall I leave?"

"No one's forcing you. Take it or leave it. If you don't give it, so be it."

Liu Erlong looked deeply at the smug Yu Xiaogang, seeing the man's true nature clearly.

Inwardly, she felt even more grateful for her encounter with Luo Yu.

"Fine, even if I have to borrow, I will find a way to gather these ten thousand golden soul coins for you."

Yug Xiaogang's smug look intensified, a sense of vindictive pleasure surging within him.

He pointed at Huang Yuan.

"Secondly, this student of yours slapped me, and I will return ten times the gesture."

Liu Erlong turned to Huang Yuan and asked, "Huang Yuan, when did you slap him?"

Huang Yuan shrank his neck and said quietly, "I saw this scumbag hurt you so deeply, I couldn't help but hit him."

Liu Erlong nodded and looked at Yu Xiaogang.

Yu Xiaogang knew Liu Erlong's desperation to find Luo Yu and that she wouldn't refuse such a simple matter.

He tilted his chin up to Huang Yuan and said, "How about it, kid? I told you you'd regret hitting me. Now it's come true, hasn't it?"

Huang Yuan clenched his fists, his eyes filled with outrage, yet he said nothing.

He would absolutely obey the principal's orders.

Liu Erlong took a deep breath, "This second demand, I cannot grant you."

"What?" Yu Xiaogang was dumbfounded. "You agreed to ten thousand golden soul coins, but won't agree to such a trifling matter?"

The surrounding students and Huang Yuan were also stunned.

If it were up to them, all from poor families, they'd take a hundred slaps for ten thousand golden soul coins.

Liu Erlong scanned the room, "Money can be arranged, no matter the amount, I will find a way to gather it for you."

"But to strike my student—"

"Absolutely not."

Liu Erlong's words were clear and resolute.

This made Yu Xiaogang gape in surprise, sending ripples of shock through all the students' hearts.

Yu Xiaogang threatened, "Don't you want to find your beloved anymore?"

Liu Erlong answered:

"I do, I really want to find him. I've missed him for so long, there's so much I want to say. But I can't sacrifice my student's dignity for my own affairs."

"Principal..."

The young faces around her twisted with emotion, their gazes flickered, murmuring softly.

Bi Bidong was also somewhat moved.

Originally filled with jealousy and rejection towards Liu Erlong, she now felt appreciation and acceptance.

"Brother Yu, this woman you've found doesn't seem too bad."

Luo Yu remained silent, his profound eyes locked onto Yu Xiaogang, radiating a chill.

Yu Xiaogang sneered, "Heh, since that's how it is, then you can forget about finding him for the rest of your life."

"His location is far, far from Tiandou City, and he's about to go to a far-off place."

Liu Erlong's gaze trembled as she bit her lower lip.

But still, she did not relent.

As the head of the academy, how could she allow her students to be slapped and bullied for her own personal matters?

Yu Xiaogang continued, "Don't regret your decision."

This made the surrounding students itch with hatred.

However, Yu Xiaogang did not care; instead, he became even more arrogant, as if he had regained his lost face.

He loved seeing you displeased with me, yet having to endure it, heh heh.

In the stalemate, a burly young figure stepped forward.

"Come on then, hit me! I, Huang Yuan, will let you hit me!"

"You can't," Liu Erlong intervened.

Huang Yuan laughed heartily, "Principal, it's no big deal. It's just a few slaps, let him do it."

"With his weakling appearance, what can a few slaps do to me? My face has been itchy recently; let him scratch it for me."

Liu Erlong shook her head, "No."

Huang Yun's expression turned serious.

"Principal, not just for you, I also hope for the chance to see Luo Yu, my benefactor, again to say thank you. Without his guidance, my cultivation level wouldn't have improved so rapidly."

Just then, two young gatekeepers pushed through the crowd and ran swiftly into the arena, standing next to Huang Yuan.

"He's not the only one; we two would share the slaps with Brother Huang."

Huang Yuan scolded with a laugh, "You two go stand aside. You can share a chicken, but you think you can share this?"

Yu Xiaogang smirked coldly, "You two came at the perfect time; I almost forgot about you. Today, I'll make sure none of you miss out. I'll divide the ten slaps among the three of you!"

At this scene, the surrounding students instantly became infuriated.

One of the students from a different academy stepped forward and yelled fiercely:

"You bastard, if you dare to hit Brother Huang and the other two, we guarantee you won't leave Blue Tyrant Academy on your feet."

"I'm asking you, do you dare to do it?"

"Do you dare—"

The call was answered by many followers, their voices merging together, echoing through the entire academy, displaying an unwavering unity.

Yu Xiaogang felt the overwhelming waves of rage, his complexion turned pale, his knees turned weak.

"Liu… Principal Erlong, aren't you going to do something?" Yu Xiaogang was scared.

Liu Erlong did not say a word, her face filled with pride as she gave her students a thumbs up.

She felt proud of her students.

Luo Yu also nodded inwardly; these students were all compassionate and righteous.

Regardless of talent or family background, their character alone made them worthy of being nurtured.

He glanced at his storage bag and then back at the arena.

Huang Yun scoffed, "Yu Xiaogang, you might not say it today, but you also won't be leaving Blue Tyrant Academy in one piece."

"Kid, are you threatening me?" asked Yu Xiaogang.

Huang Yun shook his head, "It's not a threat, I'm simply stating a fact."

Brock felt as if he were in a den of wolves, his back growing cold as pair after pair of ghostly green eyes stared at him.

He shrank back and said, "Let's forget about the second demand. Now I will state my third demand."

"If you don't agree to this one, I'd rather die than tell you Luo Yu's whereabouts."

Principal Erlong asked, "Speak."

"I want Immortal Herbs, I want a whole Immortal Herb," Brock said, his eyes revealing greed and longing.

"As long as you can find an Immortal Herb for me, we can forget about the first two demands."

Huang Yuan glared, "Quite the lion's mouth you have there. Are you freaking out of your mind?"

Brock insisted firmly, "This demand will absolutely not change. Only with the Immortal Herb can my Martial Soul have the chance to break free from its shackles and evolve."

Principal Erlong's gaze flickered, as if she had realized something, and she suddenly let out a derisive laugh.

"Brock, now I see why you suddenly sought me out. This is your true goal, isn't it? To use my resources and strength to find you Immortal Herbs."

Brock's pupils constricted. Although he concealed it quickly, Principal Erlong still caught it.

Disdain crossed Principal Erlong's lips, and she understood everything.

"Now that we've torn off each other's masks, does talking about it still make any sense? But to tell you the truth, I, Brock, still have a place for you in my heart."

"Shameless," snapped Principal Erlong.

Brock was not irritated and urged, "Without finding the Immortal Herb, don't think about exchanging information with me. And hurry up, he's about to leave on a long journey."

"Immortal Herb?"

"Does this one in my arms look like an Immortal Herb to you?"

Principal Erlong took out a crystal-clear, white and purple Narcissus Flower from her embrace.

The surroundings were suddenly filled with a refreshing fragrance that revitalized the spirit.

"This...this..." Brock, nearly driven to madness, rushed forward.

He inspected it over and over again, his nose desperately sniffing the fragrance.

He looked at Principal Erlong in shock, "How... how could you possibly have an Immortal Herb?"

"Are you saying this is an Immortal Herb?" Principal Erlong hesitated.

"Of course, this is an Immortal Herb that's hard to find in the whole world, possessing the power to alter fate and bring life."

Brock became so agitated that he was almost incoherent, until he realized he was acting too exaggeratedly and when he tried to stop, it was already too late.

Principal Erlong's delicate body trembled, her cool and aloof beauty painfully moved.

She did not know what to say all of a sudden.

When Luo Yu had left her the Immortal Herb, he only told her that it was a Ten Thousand Year Elixir.

She already felt it was extremely precious back then, but she had never imagined that its value would be many times higher than what she had thought.

The greedy look on Brock's face said it all.

Principal Erlong's heartbeat quickened, and she couldn't help pressing the Immortal Herb against her chest.

Why, why are you so good to me?

I... I... do I really deserve it?

Principal Erlong was at a loss for words, at that moment, she missed Luo Yu terribly.

"Give it to me quickly, give it to me now." Brock had become excited, "Just give it to me, and I can tell you exactly where Luo Yu is!" With it, his Martial Soul could evolve.

Principal Erlong, looking at Brock's face, had never been more clear-headed than now.

A man selflessly gave his all for her.

While Brock only knew how to take.

Was there even a need to compare?

Missing out on Brock did not matter; Principal Erlong felt if she missed out on a man like Luo Yu in this lifetime,

She probably wouldn't be able to carry on with the days to come.

Principal Erlong gazed at Brock with an icy cold expression, "You might as well give up hope."

"This Immortal Herb is a gift he gave to me; I can't bear to use it myself, so how could I possibly give it to you!"

"This is his token of affection, how could I let someone like you trample over it?"

"You say this Immortal Herb was given to you by him?" Brock, in disbelief, said, "He's so generous? To give away such a treasure instead of keeping it for himself?"

Principal Erlong looked at the Immortal Herb, her eyes warm and soft.

"How could someone like you possibly understand his kind of heart?"

"Principal Erlong, give me the Immortal Herb, and I guarantee you'll find him. Otherwise, you may never see him again in this lifetime!" Brock stated with a desperate desire.

Unmoved, Principal Erlong said, "This is his belonging, it's not for me to decide."

"Besides, it's too precious. I have to return it to him."

Bluffing and threatening, Brock declared, "I guarantee, if I don't tell you, you'll never see your beloved again in your lifetime."

"Don't try to force it out of me; I'd rather die than tell."

In Principal Erlong's eyes, there was only the Immortal Herb, no longer any Brock.

All her tenderness was reserved for Luo Yu.

Her voice was cold and distant, pushing people thousands of miles away.

"Brock, you can go now, don't ever appear before me again."

"Because—"

"It makes me sick just to think of you."

Unwilling to give up, Brock still had his eyes locked on the Immortal Herb, "Fine, very well, you'd better not regret this. Once I leave, don't even think about seeing him ever again!"

Anger surged among the students surrounding the playground, their teeth clenched, wishing they could flay Brock alive.

At the same time, their hearts were filled with curiosity about the man Principal Erlong fancied, unseen yet causing such intrigue.

Huang Yuan was naturally also seething with rage.

With a somber expression, Principal Erlong feared Brock's words, afraid she might never see Luo Yu again.

Yet, she would never give away the token of affection given by him.

Cheers began to rise around them.

"Principal Erlong, don't be sad; all of us students will mobilize our friends to help you look for him."

"Right, we don't depend on this guy; we can find our Grandmaster on our own."

"Ptui, what Grandmaster, that sounds terrible, it should be 'Patriarch'."

"Bugger off, what 'Patriarch'? It should be 'Big Brother'!"

Brock, shaking with rage, continued to threaten.

"Without giving me the Immortal Herb, if I don't tell you, you can forget about finding him."

"He is cultivating in a very secret place."

Principal Erlong bit her red lips, firm in her resolve.

The field fell into a dead silence, glaring at Brock.

"Clap, clap clap."

The crisp sounds of applause rang out, drawing everyone's attention.

A young man slowly emerged from the crowd.

He looked at Brock as if watching a clown.

"That's enough, stop your blabbering."

"Your 'dad' is standing right in front of you, see if I look at all like I used to."