Campus Cultivation Master
Chapter 598 - 600: If I Must Die, Let It Be By Your Hand

Chapter 598: Chapter 600: If I Must Die, Let It Be By Your Hand

The dwarf really felt bullied to death by Chu Feng. Laozi is an assassin, Laozi doesn’t have the ability to kill you, Laozi is now under your control.

But you can’t play me like this, can you? Assassins have their self-respect, too, you know. Assassins are also human, and I take pride in being an assassin.

Chu Feng looked at the dwarf and suddenly asked, "How much is your head worth?"

The dwarf didn’t know why Chu Feng would ask such a question, but he answered truthfully anyway, "My head is worth a million USA Dollars. Someone wants me dead. If you want to kill me to get the money, I can tell you how to collect it. Just kill me. Give me a quick death!"

The dwarf really wanted to beg for death; the feeling was truly unbearable. No, it was exceptionally infuriating.

If possible, the dwarf would have wished to die quickly at the hands of Chu Feng.

How did that lyric go? If I must die, let it be by your hand. That’s exactly how the dwarf felt right now, hoping to die at the hands of Chu Feng, the sooner the better.

But Chu Feng was clearly going to disappoint him again, because Chu Feng simply didn’t value his million-dollar head.

"So you’re only worth a million. That makes me feel a bit better. You say you look so ugly, and you’re so short. If your head were worth about the same as mine, or only slightly less, would that not make me feel depressed? Would that not make me unhappy? But knowing that you’re worth twenty times less than me, I feel much more relieved," said Chu Feng.

"Pfft!" The dwarf spat blood. He was literally angered to the point of vomiting blood by Chu Feng.

It was too much bullying, really too much. It’s not right to bully people like this! A demon, Chu Feng is a demon!

"If you’re going to die, die further away. Go back and tell the master behind you to stay away from me. If he comes too close, I won’t mind destroying your Hell and turning it into a real Hell," Chu Feng said coldly.

"You’re not going to kill me?" The dwarf couldn’t believe it. Chu Feng was actually letting him go.

Chu Feng said with disgust, "Are you stupid? Are you stupid? If I killed you, who would carry my message? Hurry up and roll out, don’t let me see your foolish face again. Don’t you think your presence completely mismatches this sacred place like a school? Don’t you have any sense of shame, any basic aesthetic sense at all?"

The dwarf felt like he was about to vomit blood again. The sharpness of the words was something he truly experienced.

The dwarf scurried off, for Chu Feng would definitely not kill someone in the school. The school was his Pure Land, and no matter what, Chu Feng would not taint the Pure Land he held in his heart.

After the dwarf left, Chu Feng also prepared to go down the mountain for classes.

However, after taking just two steps, he stopped, then returned to where he had been standing.

Chu Feng was somewhat helpless; he really just wanted to attend class in peace. Did they have to chase him onto campus?

This made Chu Feng consider whether he should leave the school earlier. He didn’t want to leave the school so soon; it was his sanctuary.

Chu Feng decided, starting today, if anyone else came to school looking for him, he would go smash their glass windows.

"Come out. There’s no need to hide. You might be blind, but I’m not. You can’t see me, but I can see you," Chu Feng said softly.

Kuye walked out, his pace neither fast nor slow. Chu Feng found that he had no impact whatsoever on Kuye’s state of mind.

Kuye’s steps were light, each one as if meticulously measured. It was as if he had obsessive-compulsive disorder.

Of course, the Method that Kuye practiced was just like that, with a mind as still as water, a body as lifeless as dead wood.

Only in true tranquility can one perform exactly the same actions.

Kuye came to stand before Chu Feng, his eyes hidden behind sunglasses seeming as though they could see right through Chu Feng.

Being stared at in such a way by a pair of sunglasses, Chu Feng really felt a bit odd. Especially since it was a monk staring at him, Chu Feng truly worried that he might be suspected of having some special predilections.

"If you want to say something, or if you want to do something, just say it, just do it. You staring at me like this, first, wastes my time for class, and second, affects my glorious image," Chu Feng said.

Kuye looked at Chu Feng and said, "Rest assured, I did not come here to fight you. Schools and temples are sacred places, where bloodshed should not occur."

Chu Feng responded, "The fact that you can say such words proves that you’re not a complete bastard."

Kuye was not annoyed, he had heard far worse through his many experiences.

"If you’re not here to fight me, what are you here for? If it’s nothing important, I’m going back to class," Chu Feng said.

Kuye replied, "I am here to confirm something. Now that I have confirmed it, you may leave if you want to."

Chu Feng asked, "What do you need to confirm? Whether my Mandarin is standard? Your Mandarin is quite standard; you must have cultivated at a temple in Huaxia, right?"

Kuye nodded and said, "Indeed, I have cultivated at a temple in Huaxia."

Chu Feng looked at Kuye and asked, "What exactly do you want to confirm? Do you know how annoying it is to speak in such a half-hearted way?"

Kuye asked, "Do you want to know?"

Chu Feng rolled his eyes and said, "No shit, why else would I waste my time here with you?"

Kuye stated, "I wanted to confirm if you might become Huaxia’s new Divine Dragon. If so, I would have an expert from the Eastern come to kill you."

Chu Feng was taken aback by Kuye’s words. He had heard of the legends of the Divine Dragon. Even Zhang Shisan held the Divine Dragon in high regard, considering him to be a once in a millennia genius. What Kuye did not know was that, during the era of the Divine Dragon’s presence, it marked the most tranquil period for both the Inner and Outer Jinghu World. Because the Divine Dragon was so powerful, he was greatly feared within the Inner Jinghu World.

Nobody knew where the Divine Dragon had gone to after his mysterious disappearance. It was as if he had vanished into thin air. Some said he had gone into seclusion. Others claimed he had broken through the Void. Of course, many believed he had died.

It was said that the Divine Dragon had lived for over two hundred years. Even among the legendary Heavenly Level Experts in history, it was rare to find any who lived beyond two hundred years. It was rumored that to break the barrier of age, one had to transcend the Heavenly Level and achieve the Holy Level. Like Laozi, who lived to be eight hundred years old, only a Holy Level Expert could achieve that.

Of course, Chu Feng knew more; indeed, one’s Life Span would increase with advancement in Cultivation. This was detailed in the Cultivation Foundation, which Chu Feng had thoroughly examined. Should one reach the Golden Core Realm, their Life Span could even surpass a thousand years. However, for Chu Feng, this still remained a legend, much too far away from him.

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