Chapter 58: Pressure

With a furious roar, Lan Ling’s muscles swelled, and tremendous power erupted from his body, allowing him to forcefully resist the pressure of the Detention Talisman.

“Are you very strong?” Zhang Yu slowly walked up to Lan Ling, watching as his vitality surged and he gradually broke free from the Detention Talisman.

Zhang Yu flicked the scroll bearing the Patrol Department’s insignia and smiled, “The Patrol Department acts under divine authority. Are you resisting? Do you wish to oppose the gods?”

Lan Ling’s gaze sharpened as he looked at the Patrol Department’s scroll. A flicker of disbelief crossed his eyes as he thought, “This pauper joined the Patrol Department?”

The next moment, with a loud crack, he broke free from the Detention Talisman on his body. However, he did not move easily again, instead looking at Zhang Yu with a scrutinizing gaze, as if seeing him anew.

Seeing that Lan Ling did not continue to fight, Zhang Yu gave Bai Zhenzhen, who was not far away, a smug smile, thinking to himself, “I must look incredibly cool today.”

Bai Zhenzhen stared intently at the scroll in Zhang Yu’s hand, thinking, “Where did Yuzi find that scroll? I definitely need to borrow it to play with.”

Everyone watching was astonished by his sudden appearance and how he repelled Lan Ling with a single Detention Talisman.

He Dayou looked at the scene with a mix of surprise and uncertainty. “How did Zhang Yu get into a divine department?” he wondered.

Zhao Tianxing felt both nervous and afraid. “Zhang Yu actually bought a scroll? Did he take leave today to mortgage his organs?”

But the next moment, he shook his head vehemently, ashamed of what he was focusing on.

“Is this the time to be thinking about that?” he chastised himself. “How did Zhang Yu and Bai Zhenzhen get into a conflict with a senior from Year Two? That’s the real problem.”

Despite this, a hint of envy still appeared in Zhao Tianxing’s eyes as he looked at Zhang Yu, and an uncontrollable thought arose in his mind: "To directly confront a Year Two senior like that... it’s actually pretty cool."

Qian Shen stared at the scroll in Zhang Yu’s hand, his heart leaping in surprise: “Zhang Yu’s Daoist arts exam scores are going to increase!”

Just as Zhang Yu and Lan Ling met each other’s gaze and the atmosphere grew increasingly tense, the temperature in the entire training ground suddenly began to drop.

White mist began to rise from Lan Ling’s body due to the temperature difference, a result of his recent vigorous exercise.

He scoffed at Zhang Yu, then slowly backed away and turned to look towards the main entrance.

“President.”

Everyone looked in the direction he was speaking.

Accompanied by footsteps, Zhou Chechen slowly walked in, frost forming beneath his feet.

Zhou Chechen, the Vice President of the Student Council, had spoken as a student representative at the start of the school year and was a man who appeared monthly on large screens and broadcasts due to his outstanding achievements.

He was truly the student among students, the senior among seniors; the moment he appeared, he silenced the entire room.

He Dayou was the first to react. He bowed to Zhou Chechen and said, “Hello, Senior.”

This seemed to flip a switch; almost all the Year One students present bowed in unison and collectively said, “Hello, Senior.”

The Year Two students on the other side also bowed, shouting, “Hello, President.”

Although he was nominally the Vice President of the Student Council, with the Year Three Student Council President busy preparing for the college entrance exam, Zhou Chechen was effectively making all the decisions for the Student Council.

Whether it was strength, academic performance, wealth, or authority, he was the uncrowned king of the school.

Zhang Yu and Bai Zhenzhen looked at Zhou Chechen before them as if they saw a king being revered by his subjects; they were the only students present who did not bow their heads.

Zhou Chechen did not speak to Zhang Yu or Bai Zhenzhen first. Instead, he looked at the Year Two students present, and the frost around him grew thicker.

“Shuang Youpeng, you were first in total score and first in practical combat in Year One,” he began. “What do you think of the fight between Bai Zhenzhen and Lan Ling just now?”

From behind the group of Year Two students, a Year Two student, noticeably smaller in stature, stepped forward.

Under everyone’s gaze, his hands seemed unsure where to rest; he occasionally clutched his hair or picked at his ear, and his eyes, as he looked at Zhou Chechen, were filled with fear.

He spoke cautiously, “He underestimated the opponent, was arrogant, and failed to recognize the disparity in strength.”

Seeing Shuang Youpeng’s timid demeanor, Zhang Yu and Bai Zhenzhen felt as if they were looking at a dog fawning over Zhou Chechen.

Shuang Youpeng, who had once been first in total score in Year One, now showed no trace of his former spiritedness.

Zhou Chechen nodded slightly and said, “I think the strongest in practical combat in this Year One is not as shrewd as you were in your time.”

Shuang Youpeng quickly waved his hand, saying, “You flatter me, President, you flatter me.”

Zhou Chechen then turned to look at the Year One students and asked blandly, “Did you thank the senior for his guidance?”

Numerous Year One students immediately bowed and said, “Thank you for your guidance, Senior.”

In an instant, Zhou Chechen seemed to become the center of attention, with all students captivated by his every move, every word, and every glance.

Only then did Zhou Chechen look directly at Zhang Yu and Bai Zhenzhen, blandly asking, “Zhang Yu, Bai Zhenzhen and Lan Ling’s fight was a normal training spar. Why did you attack a senior with a Detention Talisman?”

As he spoke, he slowly raised his palm, and streaks of icy blue mist emerged from his palm, causing the surrounding temperature to drop sharply once more.

Zhou Chechen continued, “Whether it’s using a Detention Talisman in school or this disrespectful behavior towards seniors, as the Vice President of Songyang High School’s Student Council, I cannot tolerate it.”

Zhang Yu’s eyes flickered, and he raised the scroll in his hand, saying, “Zhou Chechen, are you going to attack a divine assistant from the Patrol Department?”

Zhou Chechen’s eyelids slightly lowered, and a faint smile seemed to play on his lips.

In his eyes, the Heaven’s Eye Talisman had already revealed the appraisal above Zhang Yu’s head.

Songyang City Patrol Team Outsourced Employee (Expand Details)

“A mere outsourced employee, a miniscule position in the Patrol Team, dares to act wildly in Songyang High School?”

Just as the icy aura in Zhou Chechen’s palm was about to erupt, a warm breeze suddenly blew from all directions, not only dispelling the cold from the training ground but also restoring the temperature to normal.

Zhang Pianpian and another man walked into the training ground from outside the main entrance.

“Are you going to attack my temporary employee?”

Zhou Chechen whipped his head around. When he saw Zhang Pianpian’s face, his gaze sharpened. “Zhang Pianpian? Why is she here? Is she here to back up Zhang Yu?” he wondered.

“Zhang Pianpian? Zhang Yu? They both have the surname Zhang... Are they related?”

But Zhou Chechen remembered checking Zhang Yu’s information; Zhang Yu shouldn’t have such powerful relatives.

If Zhang Yu truly had such powerful relatives protecting him, how could he have dealt with Zhang Yu so easily before?

Zhou Chechen then thought, “Or... did Zhang Yu find himself a higher-paying master and become Zhang Pianpian’s lackey?”

Seeing the lingering cold aura in Zhou Chechen’s hand, Zhang Pianpian continued to walk step by step towards the center of the arena. “Hmm? Did you not hear what I said?” she asked.

“Or... do you wish to be my enemy?”

As Zhang Pianpian spoke, her right index finger gently lifted, and the scroll naturally floated to her fingertip.

The next moment, Zhang Pianpian’s fingertip quickly traced the scroll.

Bai Zhenzhen watched this scene in surprise, her gaze sweeping over Zhang Pianpian’s school uniform. “Bailong High School?” she wondered. “What is she going to do? Is she going to fight Zhou Chechen?”

Zhang Yu was also startled. “Is she going straight to a fight?” he thought. “What talisman is she preparing? Is it also a Detention Talisman?”

Under everyone’s tense gaze, Zhang Pianpian’s incantation was completed, and a surge of spiritual energy emanated from it.

Aura Suppression Talisman – Activated!

Suddenly, two lines of text appeared above Zhang Pianpian’s head.

The first line read:

Bailong High School Year Three Monthly Exam Total Score: 699 points

Many students, seeing this score, instantly widened their eyes and fell into deep shock.

“699 points on the Year Three monthly exam?” Qian Shen roared in his heart, “This is a god! The future God of College Entrance Exams!”

Before everyone could fully process their shock at this score, the second line of text above Zhang Pianpian’s head began to appear.

Bank Balance: 2

At first, it was just a 2, but soon, a 5 appeared after it.

For every second that followed, another digit would appear.

25,000?

250,000?

2.5 million?!

When the number reached 25 million, the students present already felt their breathing quicken slightly.

At this moment, the students gradually understood what talisman Zhang Pianpian had used.

It was the Aura Suppression Talisman, which summoned divine power to display scores and deposits to awe others.

When the number reached 250 million, everyone felt their blood surge within them.

And when the number finally stopped at 2.5 billion, coupled with the previous line of 699 points, everyone felt an oppressive aura wash over them, like a massive mountain pressing on their chests.

This was just her bank balance!

The thought of the assets and immortal power represented by this figure stirred their hearts.

Even He Dayou couldn’t help but feel a shock in his heart upon seeing this number. “2.5 billion in bank balance alone?” he gasped. “What level has this woman’s total assets reached?”

He couldn’t help but take out his own scroll and activate the Heaven’s Eye Talisman, wanting to see the other person’s true background.

But the result was only five large characters above the other person’s head.

You are not worthy of knowing

The other person had hidden their true background with a talisman, making it impossible for him to view it.

He Dayou’s body trembled as he saw these five characters. His face turned pale, as if struck by lightning. It was as if he saw an unbridgeable chasm stretching before him and Zhang Pianpian, which he could never cross.

Zhao Tianxing stared intently at the string of numbers above Zhang Pianpian’s head, counting them repeatedly, but each time, he felt he had miscounted halfway through.

When he finally confirmed it was 2.5 billion, he couldn’t help but gasp.

“So rich, truly so rich,” he thought. “The aura of the wealthy is truly formidable!”

At this moment, Zhao Tianxing felt ashamed of his own inferiority, believing he wasn’t even worthy of standing in the same room as her.

Zhang Yu was also shocked. “This is my rich sister?” he thought.

“No, wait, I don’t remember our family being rich, do I?”

“In fact, we should be considered poor,” he mused. “How... how did Zhang Pianpian get so much money?”

“Something’s not right... this is too wrong...”

“What exactly happened to Zhang Pianpian in the years since she separated from Zhang Yu?”

Questions that had arisen since the Divine Assistant assessment began now reached their peak.

“How did she go from being poor to being a millionaire?”

“I... I want to learn too.”

Zhang Yu couldn’t understand the reason, but no matter what... “Sister, why did you leave us? Mom and I are your own good children!”

On the other side, Zhou Chechen slowly dispersed the icy aura in his hand.

His gaze subtly swept over the score, deposit, and "You are not worthy of knowing" above the other person’s head several times.

Finally, he politely looked at Zhang Pianpian and said, “Senior Zhang, you’ve misunderstood. I didn’t know Zhang Yu was your subordinate. If I had known, why would I have made things difficult for him?”

Seeing that her Aura Suppression Talisman had intimidated the entire audience, Zhang Pianpian nodded in satisfaction. “Very good. I hope you remember what you said today,” she said.

“Don’t let me hear anything unfavorable about my subordinate, otherwise, I’ll use this pocket money displayed above my head to buy your brains.”

“Your father would probably be very happy to earn this money.”

Zhou Chechen’s eye twitched upon hearing these words; for a moment, he was speechless.

Just as the scene fell into silence following Zhang Pianpian’s words, the man who had just entered with her chuckled. “Pianpian’s just joking, Junior Zhou, don’t take it to heart,” he said.

The man who spoke was none other than Songyang High School’s top student in Year Three and the true President of the Student Council, Chu Chengxuan.