62: Chapter 62 The Eye of Insight

The moment Su Mu saw that someone else was challenging the sophomore year's number one, Senior Duan Tao, he had already planned all of this.

Once someone challenged him, he would have to spend a whole day here; it was too much trouble.

There were still many things to do. Spending a day here every month watching people fight was very boring.

Su Mu: Senior Duan, back then your fists weren't fast enough, and they certainly weren't ruthless enough.

Digressing.

"It looks like enough people have come up. Let's go!"

Su Mu beckoned with his hand, striking an extremely provocative pose.

"Ah—"

More than twenty people charged at Su Mu together.

Puchi— Puchi— Puchi—

Bang bang bang!

A series of noises echoed on the arena stage. About ten minutes later...

All twenty-some people were lying on the ground, each with three bloody holes in their bodies.

The arena stage was dyed red with blood.

"Ah!!! A devil—"

A girl suddenly screamed and ran out of the Bailian Tower. Soon after, many people ran out while covering their mouths.

Su Mu's face was splattered with a lot of thick blood.

He turned his head and flashed a smile. He looked exactly like an Asura crawling out of Hell.

"Is there anyone else... who wants to challenge me?"

The entire venue was silent. The corner of Su Mu's mouth curled up as he walked off the arena stage.

His goal had been achieved. Presumably, for at least the next year, no one would challenge him again.

From this day on, Su Mu gained another nickname at Modu Ability University: the Bloody Yama.

Furthermore, this title would soon resound throughout all of Huaxia during the College Student Ability Competition.

Luo Zhenyue, Song Zhixun, and Guan Yue stood together.

Luo Zhenyue: He truly is a powerful opponent.

Guan Yue: What a terrifying person!

Song Zhixun: Luckily I didn't challenge this freak.

The three of them tacitly refrained from challenging Su Mu. Luo Zhenyue didn't want to fight a Su Mu who wasn't at his peak.

Guan Yue and Song Zhixun believed their current strength didn't exceed Su Mu's during the Freshman Competition, so they didn't challenge him either.

As for being the fisherman who profits from the fight, none of them had such thoughts.

Covered in bloodlust, Su Mu left the Bailian Tower. In this state, he certainly couldn't go home.

Fortunately, Su Mu learned from the 'Yang Family Apprenticeship Group' in the afternoon that Yang Wendao had already returned to Modu Ability University.

He would go to the old man's place to take a shower and change clothes, and while he was at it, get the old man to cough up some gold coins.

But while Su Mu left, the teacher in charge of healing at the Bailian Tower had a face full of bitterness.

He was just a substitute going through the motions and was about to get off work when a massive job landed on him.

A full 27 wounded people, each with three big holes in them. Although none hit vital organs, they were all genuinely seriously injured!

Medical Teacher: (╥﹏╥)

...

"Teacher! I'm here."

Su Mu perfectly illustrated the concept of calling him 'Teacher' when there's a favor to ask, and 'Old Man' when there isn't.

"Junior Brother, how did you get covered in blood?"

The one who answered Su Mu wasn't Yang Wendao, but Mu Feng, who happened to be looking for Yang Wendao. Speaking of which, Su Mu hadn't seen this loli-voiced Senior Sister for a week.

Su Mu grinned. "Following Senior Sister's example, I gave every student who challenged me a good beating."

Mu Feng's eyes lit up as she patted Su Mu's shoulder. "Very good, Senior Sister has high hopes for you."

Yang Wendao's face darkened. How did he end up taking in two such little Devil Kings?

What a headache. The sect is truly unfortunate!

"You two should also show some restraint. Don't make it so that when you walk in school, no one dares to come within thirty meters of you."

The two of them gave a perfunctory response and then continued chatting.

“Ahem, Su Mu, what did you come to see me for?”

Hearing Yang Wendao's question, Su Mu finally remembered the official business for seeking out the old man.

"Oh right! Right! Teacher, I came to see you mainly to ask about the matter of publishing the Combat Technique earlier?"

"You mean publishing the Combat Technique! That's almost ready, probably another two days."

"It's still going to take that long? Isn't it just publishing a Combat Technique?"

Su Mu didn't quite understand. Shouldn't publishing a Combat Technique be like publishing a thesis? Once the thesis is written, you just submit it and wait for the review.

"It's not as simple as you think! Since you asked me to publish it on your behalf, I first have to Cultivate the Combat Technique to the proficient level, then decide on the pricing. Finally, I have to decide which institutions to cooperate with—universities, the government, martial arts halls, or noble families."

"There are many things to communicate. I've been busy with this for you these past few days. Even while I was at a meeting in Kyoto two days ago, I was still working on the publication of the Combat Technique."

Hearing this, Su Mu instantly felt the old man had become quite lovable.

He immediately decided that for the next three days, he wouldn't call him 'Old Man' but 'Teacher'.

"Teacher, thank you for your hard work!"

Yang Wendao waved his hand. "It's fine. It's difficult for this old man's cultivation to progress any further anyway. Your willingness to share this Combat Technique is already a great sacrifice. Why should I mind handling some trivial matters for my apprentice?"

Both Su Mu and Mu Feng felt a surge of respect.

"Since you've asked about the publication today, I happen to have a few things to ask you."

Su Mu was about to sit down when Mu Feng stopped him.

"Um, Teacher, how about considering letting Su Mu take a shower first?"

Su Mu: ...

Yang Wendao: ...

"Alright, then you go take a shower first!"

A few minutes later, Su Mu came out of the bathroom and changed into a loose tracksuit.

"Teacher! Please go ahead!"

Having just been interrupted, Yang Wendao truly couldn't remember what he wanted to ask for a moment.

After a bit of thought, Yang Wendao finally spoke.

"Mainly two issues. The first is the pricing. You should know that once a Combat Technique is published, anyone who wants to learn it needs to buy it."

"To buy it, we naturally need to set a price."

Su Mu was confused. This incomplete Eye of Prediction was meant to save people. Given the teacher's personality, shouldn't the price be as low as possible?

"Teacher! This Combat Technique is mainly for healing-type ability users to save lives. Wouldn't it be fine to just set a low price?"

Su Mu didn't intend to make a fortune from this Combat Technique. Taking that kind of money always felt like eating steamed buns dipped in human blood.

"Xiao Mu! It's not like that. You have to understand that the macro value of a Combat Technique is still measured by money."

"If you set a low price for this Combat Technique, many troubles will arise. It might even disrupt the current Combat Technique market."

"You must understand that the price protects the Combat Technique and ensures its value isn't squandered."

Su Mu pondered. If the price was too low, would people think cheap goods aren't high quality?

To take it a step further, if he set a low price, would anyone else dare to set a price for Combat Techniques beneficial to humanity in the future? If they set it low, it might not be worth publishing; if they set it high, they would be accused of profiting from human suffering.

"Teacher, then just set it according to the normal market price. However, as for the final monetary proceeds, please help me donate them anonymously!"

Su Mu felt this was the way to go. Anyway, from the beginning, he never thought about using this Combat Technique to get rich or famous.

Yang Wendao nodded, his eyes full of admiration.

"Good, then we'll do as you say."

"There's a second matter. The name of the Combat Technique needs to be changed. Currently, it's called Eye of Prediction, but we know that name refers to the complete version that can predict an opponent's actions."

"It shouldn't be the name for this incomplete version that can only observe the Source Power flow of stationary ability users."

"So it's best to change the name; otherwise, I'm afraid someone might figure out the secret within."

"True, that was indeed an oversight."

Su Mu rubbed his chin. "Teacher, what do you think of calling it the Eye of Insight?"

"Eye of Insight? It fits the effect of the Combat Technique. Then let's call it the Eye of Insight."