Chapter 1152: Spiritual Power into Threads
In that instant, Hua Yin and the others understood!
So Pioneer Academy was playing this game? The mentors acting as villains catching trainees?
No wonder Jiangnan was so emboldened!
He thought these people were the academy mentors?
A look of excitement flashed in their eyes!
Heaven was truly aiding them—no wonder the academy hadn't reacted when the trainees went missing!
They thought the mentors had caught them?
Under these circumstances, wasn't it perfect for the Rabbit-Stealing Alliance to act?
Their gazes fell on Jiangnan!
Clearly, this guy had mistaken them and even volunteered to help?
Milando and the others exchanged frantic glances.
(*๑･᷅～･᷄*)✧(*•̌～•̑๑*)
If they flipped out now, whether they could catch Jiangnan was still uncertain.
And it would mean giving up the current advantageous situation, unable to increase their leverage!
Once Jiangnan figured it out, he would definitely take action!
Better to play along!
Milando cleared his throat twice.
(･᷄ก･᷅*) "Ahem~ Can you really catch that many trainees?"
Jiangnan waved his hand grandly.
(︶Д︶๑)ﾉ "Am I joking? That's an understatement! I'm a space-type—nobody beats me in mobility!"
001 grinned.
(*¯ٹ¯ิ*) "Since Brother Jiang volunteers, let him do it!"
"Don't you agree?"
He winked frantically at Hua Yin and Freya.
Hua Yin pulled the two instant noodles hanging from her nostrils and smiled brightly.
(ᵔᗜᵔ✿) "Then don't screw up, mentor believes in you~"
She handed Jiangnan a black hood.
Jiangnan's eyes were full of excitement.
∠(｀ω´*) "Mission guaranteed!"
He immediately put the black hood over his head.
Milando's heart was laughing like crazy inside!
What a moron—sold by others and still counting the money for them!
Having Jiangnan help the Rabbit-Stealing Alliance catch hostages was ridiculously brilliant!
He couldn't wait to see Jiangnan's expression when he realized the truth.
Jiangnan rubbed his little hands together.
d(⁼̴◡⁼̴ૢ) "When do we set off? I can't wait!"
His mother!
I might need a helper myself—I'm a bit iffy on my own.
He had no idea how many people the Rabbit-Stealing Alliance had. Acting recklessly could endanger the trainees!
For now, he could only wait for an opportunity.
001 said with a bright smile, "We'll catch them later. We're still discussing which batch to take. We'll call you when it's decided."
"You go watch the trainees first. Don't let them escape."
Jiangnan slapped his chest. "Leave it to me! You can relax and put your heart in your pants!"
Then he strutted toward the prison area.
Freya gave Milando a look.
Hua Yin and Milando nodded almost imperceptibly and followed casually, clearly worried Jiangnan would cause trouble.
Seeing Jiangnan leave, Freya frowned. "Is this okay? That kid Jiangnan is a time bomb. If he finds out..."
001 cackled. "What's not okay? In this ant nest maze, the only one who can threaten us is Luo Tianqing!"
"Why not use this chance to make her think we're from the academy? Get her to cooperate, then we take her down?"
"Once she's handled, even if the ruse fails, so what? We can't pass up an opportunity handed to us."
Freya hesitated, then nodded.
Meanwhile, Jiangnan strolled to the prison area. Out of the corner of his eye, he noticed Hua Yin and Milando watching him.
Tough situation.
All these trainees were bound with spirit-suppression, so he couldn't even teleport them out.
He'd have to wait for another chance?
His gaze swept over and landed on Bei Feng. A grin crept onto his face.
(΄◞ิ෴◟ิ‵)
I'm a Rabbit-Stealing Alliance member now!
This can't be blamed on me!
He lowered his voice.
(乛Д乛)☛ "Ahem~ You two? Drag him out!"
He pointed at Bei Feng.
The two black hoods turned to consult Hua Yin. Seeing her nod, they went to drag Bei Feng out.
Bei Feng: =͟͟͞͞(꒪口꒪‧̣̥̇)???
"Why are you pulling me again? I told you, I'm not a seed player!"
"You just stabbed me—can you pick someone else to mess with?"
[From Bei Feng: Resentment +1000!]
No matter how he struggled, he was dragged in front of Jiangnan.
Bei Feng pleaded desperately.
(งథ口థ)ง "I can work for you!"
"If you want a pocket rabbit, or even a floating island, I'll get it for you! Just don't kill me!"
Jiangnan squinted. (˶‾᷄～‾᷅) "Really?"
Bei Feng nodded frantically. "Jiangnan wants to die—I don't! I can give you ideas!"
"Using me to threaten Jiangnan is useless. Use Zhou Yuqing, Ye Xingxuan, or the others!"
"They're all close to Jiangnan, and women care about their chastity. Just send someone to strip those two while Jiangnan watches!"
"If he doesn't hand over the rabbits, humiliate them. Jiangnan will definitely agree. Try it if you don't believe me!"
Cold light flashed in Jiangnan's eyes, two veins bulging on his forehead.
For the sake of survival, he'd even abandon his humanity?
How could you say that?
Jiangnan sneered, walked to a hidden corner, and took out a cup.
A "splashing" sound came. Hua Yin turned her head sharply and spat.
Ptooey~ (￢ε￢。)
Soon, Jiangnan carried the cup to Bei Feng.
The cup was full of yellow liquid with bubbles.
"Drink! Drink this, and I won't kill you."
Bei Feng: !!!
What was this? An organic compound?
Fresh?
How could you humiliate me like this?
But trembling, he took the cup, his eyes full of hatred.
He gritted his teeth and downed the liquid in one gulp.
Bei Feng was stunned. It was bitter with a hint of sweetness, and a malty aroma?
It fizzed in the mouth but was surprisingly refreshing.
He was confused—so this is what organic compounds taste like? He never knew!
Jiangnan smiled. "Good?"
Bei Feng nodded. (๑･᷄ㅂ･᷅) "Good. I even want another cup."
Hua Yin: !!!
(づ꒪ͦཀ꒪ͦど) "Ugh—ugh wa—"
She couldn't hold it in and turned to vomit. This guy was sick!
Clearly, Bei Feng wasn't lying—Jiangnan really had a grudge against him.
Jiangnan sneered. The Green Stick was working.
Since you're so despicable that you'd suggest stripping Ye Xingxuan and Zhou Yuqing, don't blame me for messing with you.
"I heard your Bei family has a special technique? Spill it."
Bei Feng froze, then couldn't help blurting out the truth.
"Our Bei family's spiritual art is famous. We use spiritual threads to draw incantations, forming spell arrays for combat—very versatile!"
"To turn spiritual power into threads and release them outside the body, you need to inject spiritual power into the Shen Dao acupoint. Qi rises from Shen Dao, passes through Zhi Yang, Gan Shu, Ming Men, Yang Guan..."
He started babbling uncontrollably.
Jiangnan quickly followed his instructions.
[Skill triggered! Spiritual Art - Spiritual Power into Threads (Beginner): LV0!]
Sure enough, just as he'd imagined—once the trigger was given, the system recognized it and automatically deduced.
The skill points needed for upgrading spiritual arts were ten times the normal amount!
But with Jiangnan's current points, he could max out more than one.
Originally he had over 14 million, plus the earnings from street vending before entering the spirit realm.
Total skill points reached over 26 million!
Without hesitation, Jiangnan dumped over a million into it.
Let's see the effect at max level.
[Confirm adding skill points: 1,111,000 points!]
[Skill upgraded! Spiritual Art - Spiritual Power into Threads (Max Level): LV0!]
Countless details about spiritual power threading flooded Jiangnan's mind, becoming instinct.
His jaw dropped!
What the hell? Something's off! Only the threading techniques? Where's the spell array?
Bei Feng was still rambling. Jiangnan waved his hand.
(˘益˘｡)۶ "Enough! Shut up!"
Bei Feng kept going. "No! I haven't finished. I won't be satisfied until I do!"
"I only have the method up to the middle stage for this. My grandma won't give me the rest."
"I'm a genius—I can train the thread to chopstick thickness. My dad only has finger thickness."
"But my grandma's thread is as thick as a Jin Kela ham sausage."
Bei Feng shuddered.
Crap! How did I blurt out the entire Bei family treasure technique?
But then he thought—who could actually learn spiritual power threading? Might as well tell this black hood everything.
Maybe if he pleased him, he'd be let go?
Techniques were nothing compared to his own life!
So he kept babbling.
Jiangnan's face darkened. He slapped Bei Feng across the face.
(￣ε(#￣)٩(ᵒ̌皿ᵒ̌ꐦ) *smack*
"Shut up! I know more than you do."
He raised his hand toward the ceiling of the cave.
A three-meter-thick, glazed-colored spiritual thread shot out, extending hundreds of meters, smashing through one wall!
It snapped taut.
Bei Feng: (#•̌口•̑(#)???
"That... that's not a thread! You've got it wrong! Threads are like silk! That's not right!"
This wasn't a thread—it was a pillar!
His grandma's ham sausage was the best!
But this? You've made a load-bearing beam!
This wasn't a spiritual thread—it was the Ruyi Jingu Bang, the Sea-Fixing Needle!
The three-meter-thick pillar shattered Bei Feng's worldview.
He couldn't convince himself that this thing, like an oil pipeline, was a spiritual thread!
Jiangnan rolled his eyes.
(꒪ั～꒪ั*) "This is my spiritual thread—just a tiny bit thicker."
"I only want to know: where's the spell array? Why isn't there one?"
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