151: Haven’t seen you for eleven years...How are you?

In the distance, Liu Tianjiang, an Elder, watched this scene quietly, sighing helplessly.

“That Zheng Qiong…”

Beside him, Huang Quan, a muscular Elder, teased, “Why would Zheng Qiong do such a thing?”

“And use your name?”

“To prevent Xiao Fan from becoming my student,” Liu Tianjiang shook his head in disappointment.

Huang Quan raised an eyebrow, immediately understood, and couldn't help but say, “How childish.”

At Xiao Fan’s home, Lin Xianhuo also understood after asking her influential relatives about Zheng Qiong.

“Zheng Qiong is indeed Elder Grand Secretary Liu’s most outstanding professor right now. And Elder Grand Secretary Liu still has a recommendation quota for a Junior Elder. In about two years, it will be the time for the teaching qualification assessment for professors of Zheng Qiong’s generation. With Zheng Qiong’s achievements, he will undoubtedly receive Elder Grand Secretary Liu’s recommendation and be promoted from doctor to Junior Elder, barring any accidents.”

“But recently, Elder Grand Secretary Liu has been very fond of you. After Super God Class students enter Di Yi Academy, their academic qualifications are directly equivalent to a doctoral degree. Perhaps Zheng Qiong is afraid that you will become a stumbling block to his promotion to Junior Elder, so he made you feel that Elder Grand Secretary Liu’s lineage is not good in advance.”

Hearing this, Xiao Fan immediately understood. He frowned and said, “This person is truly childish.”

Lin Xianhuo, however, shook her head and said, “It’s understandable. Most of these teachers and professors have rarely left the Imperial Capital or seen foreign races in their lives. Their minds are entirely focused on academic research, so it’s normal for them not to understand other intricate schemes.”

“Zheng Qiong is exceptionally good in his Domain, but compared to your Element Collision Rationalization, he simply can’t compete. If you were to snatch his Junior Elder position midway, he would be furious.”

Suddenly, Lin Xianhuo raised an eyebrow and said, “Wait, your best choice at that time would be Elder Grand Secretary Liu’s lineage!”

“How so?” Xiao Fan asked curiously.

“Elder Grand Secretary Liu specializes in Element Reactions, and he has a very large number of Element Seeds!”

Hearing this, Xiao Fan immediately sat bolt upright on the sofa, his face beaming with a smile.

“How many is ‘very many’?”

“Thirty to forty… definitely,” Lin Xianhuo nodded slightly.

“Thirty to forty? Is that a lot?” Xiao Fan was stunned.

“They are all eight-star and nine-star, and there might even be Venerable-Grade ones,” Lin Xianhuo added.

“That’s quite a few then,” Xiao Fan nodded thoughtfully.

He had been thinking these past few days about how to maximize his benefits.

The vast resources in the Super God Class were a bottomless treasure trove.

But the resources Xiao Fan needed were also exaggerated!

The first thing he would do when he got in was definitely to exchange his super god points for a Divine-Grade Six Viscera Martial Arts. A complete Divine-Grade Martial Arts was extremely expensive, a huge sum!

Then there were the latter halves of the God-Demon Scripture, Eternal Life Art, and Divine Meridians, these three universal Myth-Grade Martial Arts, which were also said to cost astronomical figures.

And then there were forty books of amplification-type Cultivation Techniques from seven to nine ranks. Xiao Fan figured he would just buy seven-rank ones to save as much as possible, as the important thing was talent upgrading.

He also needed to get Element Seeds, and those things were also incredibly expensive.

He was probably the only oddball in the entire world who cultivated eight elements simultaneously, requiring countless Cultivation Techniques, and several Myth-Grade ones at that!

But this also meant power!

Kong Fangxiang in his demonic state was already terrifyingly strong, definitely in the top ten or even top five of the Super God Class!

His current talent was only Saint-Grade, but in his Yuan Emperor state, he was already able to contend with him. Once he obtained those two Martial Arts and completely stabilized his Yuan Emperor state, undergoing a qualitative change, then he would be at the top few levels!

Finally, his talent would upgrade to Divine-Grade.

Then he would definitely be the strongest!

What a joy!

The next day.

Xiao Fan’s opponent for the fifth match was finally arranged.

But looking at his opponent’s information, he felt more and more that something was off, always feeling that Zheng Qiong was behind it.

The opponent for the fifth match was not strong, but very special.

His name was Ghost Seven, and his Divine-Grade talent was Nightmare.

He had won all four of his previous matches, even beating a Myth-Grade opponent, and his combat method was exactly the same every time.

After the match began, both individuals stood still.

Ghost Seven would directly activate his talent, entering the opponent’s “spiritual world” and attacking the softest, most vulnerable part of their memory.

Several opponents cried profusely after their matches, unable to recover emotionally for a long time.

One person even almost suffered a mental breakdown.

No one knew what happened, but seeing the opponent’s emotional collapse, they could feel that it must have been a very painful memory.

No one could stop Ghost Seven from activating Nightmare and entering their “spiritual world.”

However, Ghost Seven was still well-mannered. While fighting was fighting, he never mentioned what he saw in the opponent’s memory after the match.

Most importantly, it seemed that all opponents held no hostility towards Ghost Seven; on the contrary, some even thanked him repeatedly.

Finally, everyone concluded that to defeat Ghost Seven, one must find and kill him in the spiritual world.

Xiao Fan frowned.

Is Zheng Qiong trying to use Ghost Seven to find the secret of Element Collision in my memory?

That point was no longer important.

What was important was that even he himself didn't know which part of his memory was the softest, most vulnerable, and most painful?

In that painful memory, would he still be as strong as he was now?

Thinking of this, Xiao Fan couldn't help but smile wryly, thinking, “What an… interesting opponent.”

Days passed by.

Xiao Fan was the first to ascend to the Super God Class battle, and according to the ranking, his fifth match naturally came the fastest.

Amidst thunderous cheers, Xiao Fan slowly walked out of the tunnel. His brows were tightly furrowed, and he grew increasingly nervous.

He would not fear fighting against someone, no matter how strong they were.

But fighting against his softest memory…

Xiao Fan couldn't help but look up at the small throne, where Lin Xianhuo and Ding Dong were watching him with concern.

The Lion Roar Girl was in position on time, shouting excitedly, her voice much louder than before.

Because she was so happy; she had won over twenty million in the last match!

Xiao Fan also returned a smile until Ghost Seven walked out of the tunnel.

Their eyes met, and after the referee’s command, the battle began.

Ghost Seven activated Nightmare without any hesitation.

Xiao Fan’s body trembled, and indeed, he could not resist this power.

At this moment, time seemed to stand still, the scene before his eyes gradually distorted, faded, and turned into nothingness. Even his thoughts were suspended at this instant.

Suddenly, he felt… a familiar warm sun shining on him.

Then, there was the scent of food he hadn't smelled in eleven years, a strong aroma of vinegar and oil wrapped around five-spice beef, lingering at Xiao Fan’s nostrils.

A clear tear slid from his eye.

Indeed… this was the softest place in his heart.

Only that one person in the whole world knew he liked stir-fried green peppers with beef, cooked with lots of vinegar and oil.

He tremblingly opened his eyelids. The warm midday sun streamed through the glass window, illuminating the slightly worn wooden table before him. The familiar three dishes and one soup were laid out on the table. He still remembered how he used to complain as a child: “You don’t need to make so many dishes, three dishes and one soup are just right, any more and we won’t finish them.”

“Xiao Fan, have you been well these past eleven years?”

This gentle, caring voice made Xiao Fan’s heart tremble. He looked up to see a plump middle-aged woman, her face full of smiles, though her brows showed slight wrinkles.

Ghost Seven stood quietly to the side, his expression complex: “For me, the greatest meaning of Nightmare is to allow those who can no longer be seen… to meet in dreams.”

As his voice faded, his figure dissipated, leaving only the mother and son, who had not seen each other for eleven years, sitting opposite each other at the dining table.

The young man who had never bowed his head was now leaning on the table, covering his face and sobbing, unable to stop…