47: Chapter 47 Comedians

The Doberman Pinschers, bolstered by these Worms, seemed to grow stronger in an instant. Their round eyes appeared to have something wriggling within them. Upon closer inspection, one could see a red thread wriggling in the pupils of every Doberman Pinscher—it was the Spirit Worm!

"Hmm, the harvest this time is not bad. As expected of C-rank powerhouses; both their physical strength and blood essence are stronger than ordinary Awakened Ones. After the Worms devour this flesh and blood, evolving into Spirit Worms will be easier."

Ling Yichen pondered secretly, his eyes filled with joy.

Because in just this short while, he had gained over two hundred Spirit Worms.

Among them, the two directors of the Discipline Hall contributed about 150, while the rest were contributed by the corpses of the Awakened Ones on the gallows.

Ling Yichen snapped his fingers, and immediately, those dozen or so Dobermans came to his side.

Ling Yichen raised his hand and pressed it onto the head of one of the Dobermans.

In an instant, wavy patterns appeared on the Doberman's sleek fur, all surging toward its head and finally converging on Ling Yichen's palm.

A small cluster of red Spirit Worms rolled on Ling Yichen's palm before vanishing directly into his body.

Ling Yichen withdrew his hand and pressed it onto the head of another Doberman Pinscher.

After repeating this a dozen or so times, he had recovered all the Spirit Worms from the Doberman Pinschers.

At this moment, the aura on Ling Yichen's body had faintly strengthened significantly.

With over 200 Spirit Worms entering his body, Ling Yichen instantly felt much stronger.

He did not delay, sitting cross-legged immediately to begin thoroughly integrating these Spirit Worms into his own flesh and blood, becoming one with them.

Seeing this, the dozen or so Dobermans immediately scattered, surrounding Ling Yichen in a circle to stand guard for him.

About ten minutes later, Ling Yichen opened his eyes.

The moment he opened his eyes, the red Spirit Worms in his pupils were very striking, as if two streaks of red lightning were flashing.

But Ling Yichen quickly suppressed them.

"Not bad, my strength has increased by at least thirty percent!"

Ling Yichen was very happy.

At this rate, it wouldn't take long before he could replace all the Worms in his body with Spirit Worms; by then, his strength would be raised by several levels.

Never mind C-rank powerhouses; even against B-rank, or perhaps even A-rank, he could give them a run for their money!

Through this experience, he faintly sensed his own strength.

Those two directors of the Discipline Hall both possessed C-rank strength, which could not be considered weak in the entire Central District.

Yet they died easily at his hands. Although this was largely due to the Spirit Worm parasitism method being too secretive and swift, and they had never seen this type of attack, he had caught them off guard and ambushed them.

But this was his attack method—a unique attack method!

Others could neither imitate it nor defend against it.

At least, humans on the Surface did not possess effective defensive capabilities. Only those from Sky City, who came with their own protective shields, were difficult to parasitize.

Of course, once his Spirit Worms evolved again into Intelligence Worms, even those from Sky City would be nothing but cannon fodder.

He had already verified this from w.

...

Composing his thoughts, Ling Yichen stood up from the ground and snapped his fingers at the Doberman Pinschers, which immediately gathered by his side.

Ling Yichen then glanced at the building in front of him.

Since he was here, he shouldn't miss out; there were definitely more than just two people inside.

After all, cries of agony were coming from the building at this very moment, clearly indicating that someone was being abused.

He didn't want to miss this good opportunity. If he could hunt a few more C-rank powerhouses like Director Lin and Deputy Director Xu, his number of Spirit Worms could increase quite a bit.

Thinking this, he couldn't help but step forward, intending to walk into the building.

However, just after taking two steps, his expression stiffened slightly, and he looked back over his shoulder.

He saw that outside the large black iron gate not far behind him, Long Daoyi, whose face was swollen like a pig's head, was dragging an old man with white hair and beard toward them, saying as he hurried: "Teacher, please walk faster. If you walk this slowly, by the time we reach the Discipline Hall, the child might already be cold!"

The old man being dragged by him was so angry that his beard fluttered, and he cursed angrily: "Long Daoyi, you unfilial disciple! I am already over a hundred years old, yet I still have to be dragged here to use my old face to save someone!"

"Tell me the truth, is that kid your illegitimate son? Otherwise, why do you care about him so much?"

"People are taken away by the Discipline Hall all the time, why haven't I seen you so eager to save them?"

Long Daoyi immediately put on a bitter smile even more ridiculous than a clown's, aggrievedly saying: "Teacher, it's different. This child gives me a feeling that is truly very different. Believe me, this child is worth saving; we absolutely cannot let those scumbags from the Discipline Hall ruin him!"

After Long Daoyi finished speaking, his pace quickened slightly. But precisely because of this, he accidentally tripped over his own feet.

His somewhat round body fell straight forward, but the most ridiculous part was that due to the momentum, he threw the old man he was dragging right out.

Although Long Daoyi's strength wasn't high, he was at least a D-rank.

The old man was naturally thin and frail. With this toss, he was sent flying into mid-air, hurtling straight toward that black gate.

Perceiving this scene, Ling Yichen immediately displayed an expression of being unable to laugh or cry.

"This Teacher Long Daoyi is truly a comedian~"

After sighing, Ling Yichen immediately moved.

After all, he had come to save him, so he couldn't let this old man die from a fall in front of him.

He rushed toward the gate and opened his arms to catch the falling old man.

Oof~

Ling Yichen arrived just in time and successfully caught the falling old man.

He heard the old man in his arms let out a cry: "Ouch! Long Daoyi, you wicked disciple, are you trying to kill me so you can inherit my estate?"

Although the old man was old, his mouth was truly unforgiving.

From the moment he appeared until now, Ling Yichen hadn't heard a single kind word from his mouth; it was all scolding Long Daoyi.

However, Ling Yichen didn't think anything of it; on the contrary, he felt that the relationship between this master and disciple must be very good.

Only people with a good relationship would act like this. People with a bad relationship wouldn't be together, or rather, it would be hard for them to live together; one of them would have to die!

When the old man realized he was safe and sound, he couldn't help but look up at Ling Yichen.

After seeing Ling Yichen's face clearly, he immediately complimented: "Oh my, what a handsome young lad!"

Ling Yichen smiled slightly, put him down, and said: "Hello, sir!"

Ling Yichen appeared humble and polite, calm and composed.

The old man looked Ling Yichen up and down and praised him again: "Oh my, you little lad are truly good. You look handsome and are polite; you are a hundred times better than that wicked disciple of mine!"

"You flatter me, sir."

Ling Yichen smiled and then looked at Long Daoyi outside the gate.

Long Daoyi had already climbed up from the ground and was limping his way inside.

Watching his disheveled appearance, Ling Yichen felt a warmth in his heart.

When Long Daoyi entered the large iron gate, Ling Yichen said softly: "Teacher Long, thank you for your hard work."

At this moment, Long Daoyi stared at Ling Yichen in a daze.

"You... are you okay?"

Ling Yichen smiled and nodded: "Yes, I'm fine."

Long Daoyi looked around, and when he discovered the ghastly white bones on the gallows, he couldn't help but shiver.

Of course, he also saw the two skeletons in the courtyard and the dozen or so Dobermans.

His face immediately showed fear, and he couldn't help but step back twice.

He wasn't afraid of the two skeletons, but he was afraid of dogs.

"Where... are they?"

Long Daoyi's eyes darted around, looking for the figures of the two directors.

Ling Yichen gave a cold smile, pointed at the two skeletons not far away, and said: "They are lying right there!"

As soon as these words were spoken, Long Daoyi looked at the two skeletons with horror, exclaiming: "These are them? What happened?"

He found it truly unbelievable; how could those two living, breathing people have turned into two skeletons after not seeing them for only about twenty minutes?

Ling Yichen heard this and asked in return: "Why? Teacher Long, do you feel sorry for them? You don't want them to die?"

Long Daoyi froze.

Not want them to die?

How could that be?

The person who most wanted them dead should be himself.

They had been bullying him since their student days, and he had practiced wanting to kill them countless times in his heart.

Unfortunately, his strength was insufficient, so he chose to endure.

Enduring and enduring, he had gotten used to it, because he discovered that he might never be able to kill them in this lifetime.

As time passed, the gap in their strength grew wider and wider.

Gradually, he had accepted this fact.

But now, they were actually dead, which made him somewhat unable to believe it.

But soon, a brilliant smile bloomed on his face.

"It's good that they're dead, it's good! These two beasts should have died long ago; I don't know how many innocent children have been lost at their hands."

"For so many years, relying on the backing of the Six Great Families, they have committed all kinds of evil in the school, bullying men and women, yet no one dared to resist."

"This time, they've finally fallen!"

But the next second, he suddenly looked at Ling Yichen nervously.

"How did they die? It wasn't you who killed them, was it?"

Ling Yichen heard this and smiled faintly: "Sort of, and also not."

Long Daoyi immediately frowned and asked urgently: "What do you mean by 'sort of, and also not'?"

Ling Yichen turned around and pointed at the Doberman Pinschers.

"My awakened Supernatural Ability is controlling beasts. Those two guys were planning to deal with me, but they didn't notice that I had already controlled these dozen or so Dobermans. They were bitten to death and eaten by the Dobermans."

Of course, he couldn't reveal the true situation; the existence of the Worms needed to be kept somewhat secret.

As soon as these words were spoken, Long Daoyi was shocked.

Even the old man's expression changed slightly, and then he waved his hand, saying: "You are a Beast Tamer? And this is your first day at school?"

Long Daoyi nodded.

The old man immediately grabbed Ling Yichen's hand as if he had discovered a treasure.

"Let's go, leave immediately, come back to the Research Institute with me. You killed them; once the head of the Discipline Hall finds out, even I might not be able to protect you. While they haven't discovered it yet, go to my Research Institute. Once you're there, even if the principal comes in person, they won't be able to take you away!"

Saying this, the old man actually dragged Ling Yichen away.

Ling Yichen was surprised to discover that this old man, who looked frail and shriveled, had astonishing strength in his hands; he was almost being lifted up by the old man.