150: Iron Shirt: Unbreakable Silkworm Clothes; Dragon Claw Hand: Control Cranes and Capture Dragons; Savage Girl

Deep into the night.

Yang Dian walked out of the Romance of the Western Chamber feeling refreshed.

Grinding out a trait was quite costly.

Not to mention energy, just the money spent was considerable.

It was 398 yuan per hour, and he added five hours for each of the four technicians.

Although he got a discount with his membership card, it still cost him six thousand yuan.

But the results were good.

Iron Shirt yielded its second trait: Unbreakable Silkworm Robe.

The subcutaneous membrane became increasingly tough.

Yang Dian used a fruit knife to lightly scratch it.

Because he was afraid of pain and injury, and didn't want to waste the special restorative energy he gained after eating the red plum, he didn't try to cut open the membrane.

However, based on the force of his test just now, after gaining the Unbreakable Silkworm Robe, the subcutaneous membrane might still be a bit short of resisting a small-caliber pistol.

But if an ordinary person held an ordinary cold weapon, they wouldn't be able to cut through his membrane.

"Finally, it's starting to look like Body Refining."

He flicked his arm, then curled his fingers into a claw and snatched at a leaf five meters away.

The verdant leaf broke off at its base and flew into Yang Dian's palm along an arc that would be impossible in nature.

Dragon Claw Hand's third trait: Crane Control Dragon Capture.

How to describe this trait...

The literal meaning sounded impressive.

But perhaps it was because his strength wasn't enough.

In practical application, it could only be used to grasp small-mass objects within a five-meter radius.

For example, a shard of rock, a remote control, or something similar.

If the mass was slightly larger, he couldn't grasp it.

"Although it seems a bit weak now, its development prospects are vast."

"At least it means I can now control Qi and blood energy at will to interfere with physical matter."

"If I practice more, perhaps in the future I can truly achieve Crane Control Dragon Capture?"

With a hint of beautiful anticipation for the future, Yang Dian jogged back home.

When he had time, he still needed to run more, to grind out the third trait of Grass Tread Flight as soon as possible... The night passed uneventfully.

The next morning, Yang Dian, along with the early rising sun, practiced a set of health-preserving boxing, then went to the seaside to observe his clansmen who were practicing early.

Perhaps it was Yang Dian's astonishing strength, leaping dozens of meters and smashing a three-meter boulder with one punch, that was too shocking.

Perhaps it was the beautiful vision of the future Yang Dian painted for them that they yearned for.

Or perhaps they truly realized that the world was indeed undergoing great changes, and without strength, they wouldn't be able to protect themselves and their families.

Therefore, most of these Yang clansmen practicing martial arts by the sea were exceptionally serious.

When they encountered something they didn't understand, they would stop and exchange experiences with those around them.

Of course, while some were serious, others naturally slacked off.

There were many who made whooshing sounds with their mouths and generated wind with their fists, but whose Moves had long since gone astray.

Fortunately, Yang Dian never hoped that everyone in the clan would become talented.

Otherwise, their pretentious antics would infuriate him to death.

"The path is chosen by yourselves; just don't regret it later."

He murmured, then Yang Dian walked down the beach, divided the people into teams, and pointed out the mistakes in their martial arts practice.

As for those who were merely posturing, Yang Dian naturally reprimanded them.

But whether they would listen.

And if they listened, whether they would be willing to change.

That was their own business.

He could have a desire to help.

But ultimately, he still had to respect others' choices.

Yang Dian never forced everyone to walk the same path as him.

As the sun climbed high, Yang Dian returned home after seriously guiding every clansman.

After lunch and washing the dishes, he didn't delay and immediately headed to Fuda University.

Fuda University was very lively today.

Compared to the desolation during the summer vacation, the Fuda University gate was now bustling with people, with pedestrians jostling shoulder to shoulder.

Students rushing to register on the last day before school started, parents bringing their children to school, senior female students selling phone cards with their beauty, senior male students with burning eyes seemingly looking for hunting targets... The small university gate showcased a microcosm of human life.

Silently, he bypassed the crowd and entered the school.

Just as he was about to head to the Research Institute, a loud cheer suddenly came from the school gate.

"Wow, where did that girl come from, so wild!"

"Riding a white horse, with a Hawk on her shoulder, isn't that too cool?"

"Uh, I haven't seen her before, is she a new student at Fuda University? Are this year's junior male students getting it so good?"

"Speaking of which, aren't Hawks national treasures? How can she openly raise a Hawk and no one catches her?"

"Tch, wearing so much on such a hot day, she's clearly trying to attract attention. There are probably a few cameras hidden nearby. I've even thought of the trending topic later: 'Shocking: Mysterious Wild Girl Rides White Horse, Appears in Bustling University Town'..."

"He Yao, why are your words so sour? Are you jealous?"

"What? People put on an act and you can't even comment? What decent person wears so much on a hot day and has two horns on her head?"

"If she's not here to sell eyeballs, I'll eat shit, eat it upside down! Eat three catties!"

"You're awesome!"

"Hello, classmate, are you here to register at Fuda University? I am Wang Yi, Vice President of the Fuda University Student Union. Do you need me to help you register...?"

...

Amidst the commotion, Yang Dian turned around and looked towards the Fuda University gate.

Then, a flash of astonishment crossed his eyes.

Just as others said, the girl riding a white horse, with horns on her head and a Hawk perched on her shoulder, was truly too cool, too wild, and too primitive.

She was like a Saintess from a reclusive Sect, descending from the vast mountains and seas, the wild wilderness, or the ancient Mount Langjuxu.

A cold aura emanated from her.

Although she was being pointed at by everyone, she seemed completely indifferent.

As if she was unconcerned about everything.

She seemed to live only in her own world.

Or perhaps her world only contained her, the Hawk on her shoulder, and the white horse she rode.

Feeling the faint threat emanating from the Hawk on the girl's shoulder, Yang Dian stopped his steps into the campus and turned back towards the girl.

Perhaps the girl was too cool, and too eye-catching.

Other areas at the school gate were packed, but within a three-meter radius around her, there was only Wang Yi, the Vice President of the Student Union, who had bravely stepped forward.

At this moment, Wang Yi was not in a good mood.

Although the girl was cool, he felt that he wasn't bad either.

As the Vice President of the Fuda University Student Union, he had good grades, even better social connections, and his family's assets were nearly ten digits.

He had never felt inferior to anyone.

Now, he had taken the initiative to greet her, but was directly ignored by the girl, leaving him looking like a clown, being pointed at in public... If he didn't need to maintain his composure, he would have already exploded.

It was also at this moment that he saw Yang Dian, hands in his pockets, a lollipop in his mouth, parting the crowd and walking towards his position.

'Who is this guy? I haven't seen him before, a newcomer?'

'His aura is really not weak, daring to show his face at a time like this.'

'With a single ponytail and a lollipop in his mouth, he looks like an artistic youth, and his looks...'

'Holy crap, where did this handsome guy come from?'

'How can it be such a coincidence?'

'Could it be, as He Yao said, that he's specifically here at the school gate to create buzz and start an account?'

Wang Yi was still debating whether to greet Yang Dian or seize the opportunity to slip away to avoid becoming a background character.

Yang Dian, who had already arrived in front of the girl, spoke first:

"From the Special Administration Bureau?"

The girl tilted her head and looked at Yang Dian, specifically at the single ponytail behind Yang Dian's head, and glanced at the left pocket of his pants before nodding and dismounting the white horse.

Perhaps the weather was truly hot.

She also took off the horned hat on her head and shook her hair.

The hot summer wind swept across the land, blowing a strand of her hair on her head.

Then she continued to tilt her head, looking at Yang Dian.