"Give me a card, for one hour." Ye Xuan placed three Profound Coins on the counter.
Li Yue was somewhat familiar with the sound of Ye Xuan's voice. She looked up, and upon seeing it was him, an expression of disgust appeared on her face. She waved her hand dismissively. "You're here to see me, right? I'm busy."
Li Yue had never truly liked Ye Xuan. She had pursued him back then only because of his status as a young master of the Ye family and his astonishing talent. Now that Ye Xuan had become a piece of trash, the most despised disciple in the Ye family, he held no value in her eyes. He had pestered her a few times since then, which only made her loathe him even more.
Li Yue was indeed somewhat attractive. She was quite tall, and despite being only in her teens, she was buxom where she should be and curvy where she should be. Her style was also very mature: she drew her eyebrows with curvy eyeliner, her eyelids were painted a bewitching blue, and she wore a silk dress with a neckline that revealed a large expanse of snow-white skin, a stark contrast to the other female students.
From Ye Xuan's current perspective, Li Yue was just a little girl who knew how to put on a bit of makeup. 'To think this body used to like such a girl,' he thought. 'He must have had shit for eyes.'
Compared to Leng Yingying or Yun Aoxue, whom he had seen before, she was leagues below them. It was the difference between the bright moon and a firefly.
"I want a one-hour training card," Ye Xuan said, glancing coolly at Li Yue.
"Ye Xuan, I've already made it clear to you that I'm not interested. Stop pestering me! A piece of trash like you who's only opened a single Profound Vein, and you want to train...?" Li Yue sneered, tossing a card at Ye Xuan.
'This woman's superiority complex is off the charts.' In his previous life, his status had been sublime. What kind of beauty hadn't he seen? The line of women chasing him could have circled the Celestial Profound Continent. In his eyes, someone like Li Yue wasn't even as good as a pile of shit. Even compared to the other ordinary female students at the academy, her only advantage was knowing how to put on a little makeup.
Not wanting to get tangled up with a piece of shit, Ye Xuan took the training card and walked toward the training rooms inside.
Li Yue wanted to say more, but Ye Xuan had already turned and left, leaving only his back in her view. She swallowed her words and said mockingly, "He calls himself a young master of the Ye family, but he's actually the most despised one. He's got pitifully few Profound Coins, yet he still comes to the training hall. Once he spends it all, he can go beg on the streets."
As Li Yue watched Ye Xuan's departing back, she had a momentary illusion that his figure was incredibly upright and his aura overpowering, making her feel an urge to look up to him.
'How is that possible? He's just a piece of trash. I must be seeing things from standing too long.' Li Yue shook her head, a scornful smile playing on her lips.
"Li Yue, why is that brat Ye Xuan at the training hall? Does that piece of trash actually think he can train?" A cold voice sounded out. Wang Yue walked over with two lackeys, his eyes narrowed as he stared at Ye Xuan with a mocking expression.
"Who knows? Maybe he was trying to get close to me. He's trash; who would be interested in him?" Li Yue pursed her lips, showing her disdain for Ye Xuan, before saying coquettishly, "Wang Yue, what are you doing here? Did you miss me? I'll come to your dorm tonight."
"You little vixen, you missed me, didn't you?" Wang Yue brazenly squeezed Li Yue's ample bosom, making her giggle.
This interaction didn't escape Ye Xuan's perception. He sneered in contempt. 'Whore!' He immediately walked straight to the strength-testing machine.
"Hmph, so the trash actually came to train. Just watch how I'm going to teach this piece of trash a lesson." Wang Yue's gaze was frigid.
That piece of trash Ye Xuan had actually dared to talk back to him in the cave at Black Wind Ridge yesterday, which had infuriated him. Seeing him today, the thought of revenge immediately surfaced in his mind.
Wang Yue looked at Ye Xuan and said to Li Yue, "You little vixen, just watch how I'm going to teach this piece of trash a lesson."
Everything that happened yesterday had made him lose face completely. He wished he could give Ye Xuan a death by a thousand cuts. Now that he saw him, he naturally wouldn't miss this chance.
By this time, Ye Xuan had arrived in front of the strength tester. He took a deep breath, completely relaxed his body, and then smashed his fist into the machine.
THUD!
The tremendous sound made the entire training hall tremble.
Numbers appeared on the screen above the strength tester—"520 kilograms."
520 kilograms?
Everyone was stunned. As Martial Artists who had opened a few Profound Veins, they could usually only manage a value of two or three hundred kilograms. Five hundred kilograms... even a peak Martial Artist with Seven Veins might not be able to achieve that, right?
Ye Xuan's gaze was calm. This value had already reached the physical strength level of a First Layer Warrior. To the Ye Xuan of his past life, this was pathetically weak, but for his current body, it was quite good.
'Time to test my speed.'
Ignoring the shocked gazes around him, Ye Xuan went to the speed tester. He tensed the muscles in his legs, unleashed his full power, and with a blur of his body—SWOOSH—he shot across the ten-meter track like an afterimage.
"20.1 m/s."
'So-so,' he thought. It also met the minimum standard for a Tier One Warrior.
Next was the weight-bearing test. Ye Xuan stood before the weight-bearing machine, pressed his back against the bottom of the device, and pushed up with his legs. The machine groaned and bent under the force of his push, and on the dial of the weight readout, a number jumped rapidly: three hundred kilograms, five hundred kilograms, eight hundred kilograms... eight hundred and seventy-three kilograms... eight hundred and ninety-two kilograms.
'Can't go on.' His strength was exhausted. Ye Xuan stepped off the machine, panting heavily.
This number also met the minimum standard for a Samurai.
The Bone Marrow Cleansing Liquid's effects were indeed impressive, allowing his overall physical strength to cross the threshold of a Tier One Warrior.
The eyes of the other students around him were wide enough to hold an egg.
'My god, is this the legendary piece of trash of the academy? You probably couldn't find many even among the upperclassmen with this level of physical strength.'
"How is this possible?"
Wang Yue and Li Yue were also dumbfounded. When had this piece of trash become so strong? Their expressions were frozen, their shock immeasurable.
This was especially true for Li Yue. Working part-time at the training hall, she had seen countless students come to test their strength. Even some of the upperclassmen who had opened all Seven Veins couldn't match Ye Xuan's physical strength score. It was safe to say that Ye Xuan's was the best result she had ever witnessed in the training hall.
'It's terrifying. How can this guy's physical strength be so terrifying?'
Li Yue found it hard to imagine how Ye Xuan's somewhat slender frame could produce such horrifying power!
"Hmph, so what if his body is a bit stronger? If he can't open his Profound Veins, he'll still be trash in the end."
Seeing Li Yue's shocked expression, Wang Yue felt a pang of jealousy. He sneered, his voice instantly echoing throughout the training hall.
"Brother Wang is right. He's been enrolled for so long, and that piece of trash has still only opened one Profound Vein. How does he have the face to come to the training hall and test himself?"
"Haha, my family just so happens to be looking for a laborer to carry water and chop wood. Ye Xuan, since you're so strong, why don't you come work for my family? I'll give you three Profound Coins a day. How about it?"
Wang Yue's two lackeys chimed in with their taunts.
Only then did the crowd snap out of their shock. One by one, their gazes turned disdainful again. Wang Yue was right. If a Martial Artist couldn't open their Profound Veins, they couldn't cultivate Profound Qi. No matter how high their physical attributes were, they would only ever be a common brute. In the army, they could only be the lowest-ranking soldiers.
Their physical strength might not compare to Ye Xuan's, but when they combined it with the Profound Qi from their Profound Veins, the power they could unleash would absolutely crush him.
At this thought, all the students regained their sense of pride.
Ye Xuan sneered. 'Just a strong body? Martial Artists temper their flesh and condense Profound Qi. Only a strong body can better contain Profound Qi. Without a solid physical foundation, opening more Profound Veins just makes you a different kind of trash. Your future achievements will be limited.'
"Ha! Ye Xuan, you idiot! We're calling you trash, and you're actually smiling? Don't tell me you've really become an idiot! Haha, trash upgrading to idiot! Who said trash can't improve their strength? It's just that the direction of improvement is a bit special! Haha, trash promoted to idiot. Next, should he be promoted to moron or garbage? Hahaha!" Wang Yue wrapped his arm around Li Yue, his gloating, mocking voice echoing again, exceptionally grating in the empty training hall.
Li Yue pressed herself into Wang Yue's embrace, feigning an expression of demure shyness. Her pretentious and artificial look made Ye Xuan want to puke.
With that thought, Ye Xuan said with a mocking smile, "Wang Yue, I'm truly impressed by your taste. You're even interested in my leftovers. But what's even more impressive is you, Li Yue. You're actually into such an ugly monster. His face feels like a hornet's nest, and kissing him must be like licking a fat sausage. Tsk, tsk, a slut's palate is truly extraordinary."
"Hahaha."
As soon as Ye Xuan's words fell, the entire hall erupted in laughter. Many people sneakily glanced at Wang Yue and found Ye Xuan's description to be surprisingly apt. Imagining Li Yue licking that "fat sausage," they almost felt sick to their stomachs.
"Trash, what did you say?" Wang Yue's face turned incredibly ugly. He clearly hadn't expected this piece of trash, Ye Xuan, to dare speak to him like that. Moreover, he hated it most when people talked about his appearance. In an instant, he flew into a rage, wishing he could pummel Ye Xuan into a meat patty with a single punch.
"What, you want to fight?" Ye Xuan looked at Wang Yue and his two lackeys with a smile. "Enough with the nonsense. Why don't you come up and try me?"
A cold sneer flashed in the depths of Ye Xuan's eyes.
"Ha, you piece of trash?" Wang Yue was overjoyed. He had been looking for a chance to teach Ye Xuan a lesson, and now the guy was serving himself up on a platter. 'This kid can't possibly think he's invincible just because his body is a little stronger, can he? Haha, trash is trash. Not just useless, but an idiot too.'
"Brother Wang, let me go first and teach him a lesson! Daring to challenge Brother Wang, he clearly doesn't know how to spell the word 'death'!"
"No, let me go! I've been wanting to beat up this piece of trash for a long time."