School Beauty's Invincible Martial Expert

Since he was dealing with a vicious person, Xiao Han naturally had to use a vicious method to confront him. He flipped his palm, quickly slashing across the man's back.

Thud...

This strike hit Huang Liang directly in his acupoints, and within three days, he would likely never be able to stand up again. Moreover, his body would ache intolerably, mired in unbearable pain.

"Ah!" With that strike, Huang Liang immediately collapsed limply, his knees hitting the ground. He fell as if stricken by the wind.

"What... what is this?" Everyone was stunned.

"Possessed?" The crowd was incredulous.

Xiao Han's palm strike had actually been very gentle, without much force at all, but even so, he had sealed Huang Liang's acupoints. After three days, these acupoints would naturally unseal. However, during these three days, he would likely experience excruciating pain.

"Ah!" At this moment, Huang Liang let out a miserable scream.

Everyone was shocked.

Huang Liang felt as if ten thousand knives were gently slicing through his flesh, his heart, and piercing his body. He felt he couldn't endure even another second; the pain was akin to death itself, as if Yama had intentionally thrown him at the Ghost Gate, trapped in limbo, unable to enter or exit, stuck right in the middle. This was indeed the most painful thing in the world.

Xiao Han chuckled and said, "Young Master Huang, this... what's going on here?"

"Let… let me go, please let me go!" Huang Liang wailed miserably, desiring nothing but the end of his agony.

Xiao Han snickered and said, "Don't blame me, I haven't really done anything to you. On the contrary, you were about to sneak attack my groin just now, almost causing me lifelong harm."

Ha ha ha...

In the cafeteria, the onlooking crowd burst into laughter; the boys laughed out loud, the girls covered their mouths as they giggled.

"Let's go, time to get food!" Xiao Han spoke to Zhang Feng.

"Hehe…" Zhang Feng looked at Xiao Han oddly; Huang Liang's agony was obviously a result of Xiao Han's intervention, but Zhang Feng didn't voice this. Yet in his heart, a tumultuous wave had begun, astounded that Xiao Han could possess such divine skill. It seemed unbelievable.

No one dared to stop Xiao Han, and even the girl who had earlier complained about Huang Liang cutting in line was now visibly frightened, quickly distancing herself from Xiao Han, fearful that he might do to her what he had done to Huang Liang. The pain Huang Liang displayed was undeniably genuine, a kind of suffering that seemed to traumatize even the soul.

Xiao Han and Zhang Feng got their food and some dishes.

They decided the cafeteria was no place to stay any longer as the onlooking crowd was simply too large, and people kept whispering about them along the way. Xiao Han ruefully said, "Let's just go back to the dormitory to eat, we can't stay here."

"That's exactly what I was thinking," Zhang Feng nodded.

The two turned around with their food trays and headed back to the dormitory.

Back in the dormitory, the two sat down to eat.

Zhang Feng asked, "Aren't you afraid?"

"Afraid of what?" Xiao Han inquired.

"No matter what, Huang Liang is the son of the head of the Provincial Propaganda Department, you…" Zhang Feng looked awkwardly at Xiao Han.

"I'm not afraid of that!" Xiao Han shook his head, "If he wants to cause trouble, let him come."

Honestly, Xiao Han wasn't scared at all. It wasn't just the son of someone from the Propaganda Department; even if it were the son of the Provincial Secretary... well, that wouldn't be right, that would be Mo Shaocong, wouldn't it? He and Mo Shaocong were practically brothers, why would there be any conflict? They were truly inseparable.

Whoosh...

Xiao Han quickly gobbled up the food in his bowl.

But Zhang Feng wasn't as relaxed as Xiao Han; he seemed much graver because he thought that Xiao Han had offended a very important figure. Although Huang Liang was just a freshman, his family background was anything but simple. Thus, Zhang Feng was deeply worried about Xiao Han.

In fact, things weren't so simple.

The news of Huang Liang being beaten spread quickly.

That afternoon, the ambulance quickly took Huang Liang to the hospital, but after a thorough check-up, they found nothing abnormal with Xiao Han—his blood pressure, heartbeat, pulse... Everything was extremely normal, even with the current scientific instruments, they still found no issues. This puzzled the doctors greatly.

Watching Huang Liang wail in pain on the hospital bed, a nearby doctor said, "Let's start with giving him a pain-relief needle."

The pain-relief needle managed to alleviate Huang Liang's suffering for the time being, given how he was continuously in pain. Moreover, with Huang Liang wailing continuously, it was bound to cause problems sooner or later. Thus, with no other options, the doctor had to proceed with the injection.

After a round of pain-relief needles, Huang Liang's wails gradually subsided.

The so-called pain-relief needle is nothing more than a medication that suppresses the nerves, making the body less sensitive to pain. But now, it seemed to have some effect. By the side, Huang Liang's mother anxiously watched over her son and nervously asked, "Director Liu, how... how is my son?'

"Well..." The attending doctor appeared somewhat embarrassed, as he really didn't know what the problem was after such a long examination. It seemed that the situation was quite troublesome and complicated. Although Huang Liang's condition improved a bit after the pain-relief needle, things were not that simple. So, the most troublesome part was that they didn't know the root cause of the symptoms.

"What's wrong?" Seeing Director Liu hesitating, Lady Huang anxiously looked at him and said, "My son isn't in serious trouble, is he?"

"No, not at all!" Director Liu shook his head and said, "It's just that... our hospital is inexperienced, so... we still haven't figured out what exactly is wrong with your son. Perhaps... it's not an illness."

"Ah?" Lady Huang was startled and said, "What... what exactly is going on?"

"I'm not too sure myself," Director Liu shook his head and said, "Let me call and see if the experts in the capital are available. If they are, I'll ask them to come here for a consultation. Maybe they have encountered various complicated diseases and might know a solution!"

"Yes, yes, yes!" Lady Huang hurriedly nodded her head.

Finding some consolation, Lady Huang immediately began preparing to investigate who had cruelly harmed her son.

Such an investigation was relatively simple. Just inquire at Shuimu University, and there would basically be no problem. Soon, Lady Huang sent people to inquire at Shuimu University and prepared to have someone teach Xiao Han a harsh lesson.

Unfortunately, by the time her people rushed to Shuimu University, Xiao Han had already vanished mysteriously from there.

By three o'clock in the afternoon, the Ghost King had already discovered the entrance to the Ghost Market, just as the Ghost King had mentioned, the entrance indeed was in a cemetery. The largest cemetery in the provincial city was Chang'an Cemetery located in the northwestern suburbs, at least an hour's drive from Shuimu University. Of course, if it was at night when the traffic was lighter, one could drive faster and without congestion, so generally, it was not a big issue.

Around five in the afternoon, Xiao Han had already left the school. After Xiao Han left, quite a few people went to the school looking for him.

Xiao Han drove away from Shuimu University, heading straight for Chang'an Cemetery in the northwest. Originally, Xiao Han was not very interested in these things, but in order to find Xiao Yue, he had to reluctantly enter the Ghost Market and interact with those from the cultivation realm.

The Ghost Market is a significant place within the cultivation realm, but for many, it is a rather obscure and unclean place. It is also a very dangerous place. It's not simple for many people to enter. For them, such matters are very vexing.

Xiao Han made a trip to Hanmen Restaurant and informed Li Fangrui of some things.

Li Fangrui appeared somewhat surprised; eventually, Xiao Han left the Hanmen Restaurant alone. Watching Xiao Han's retreating figure, Li Fangrui felt perplexed. From her perspective, although Xiao Han was the boss, he not only appeared very young but also incredibly mysterious.

Xiao Han got some black dog blood and chicken feathers from Hanmen Restaurant, which were items the Ghost King had instructed to use. Taking these things was a precaution. Xiao Han hurried straight to Chang'an Cemetery.

When he left, it was during the rush hour. By the time he arrived at Chang'an Cemetery, it was already past eight in the evening.

From a distance, Chang'an Cemetery looked eerily dark. It is the largest cemetery in the provincial city, attracting countless people during the Qingming festival, swarming the place to an extent unimaginable, evoking an immense fear in anyone.

However, there were no residential areas within a kilometer radius of Chang'an Cemetery.

Upon reaching the cemetery, the numerous tombstones across the hill came into view, giving off a very cautious vibe. Xiao Han got out of the car.

Whoosh...

Suddenly, a flash of light passed by, and the figure of the Ghost King appeared before Xiao Han.

Heh heh...

The Ghost King let out a strange laugh and said, "This place really feels comfortable."

Xiao Han found the Ghost King's behavior bizarre; this fellow moved in and out of the Soul Bead as if freely, even without his summoning, he could easily get in. This puzzled Xiao Han.

The cemetery was filled with dark Yin Qi, which resembled the aura of the Ghost King, thus making him feel very comfortable. He took a deep breath, and his whole being became incredibly excited and thrilled. He grinned broadly and then said, "Tsk, tsk, tsk..."

"Where is the entrance?" Xiao Han asked.