188: Chapter 188 For a fleeting moment, I was captivated by her.
"Did I look handsome enough to stun you?" Yun Zhuo asked casually.
Lang Kuan sized him up, then nodded. "With more academic credits than you can spend, even if you're giving them to the Si Family instead of the school, it's certainly impressive."
After finishing, he thought for a moment and added, "I'm telling you, you could actually manipulate the betting odds. For instance, if you set the suicide odds at one to ten, that's twenty thousand academic credits right there. Even if you don't need them, you could leave them for your War Princess. Wouldn't it be good to leave a nest egg for your War Princess?"
"Since you say I can manipulate the betting odds, are you planning to place a big bet with me? Someone like you shouldn't be short on academic credits, right?"
"I'm not short on academic credits, but mine didn't just blow in on the wind."
"Sigh, I give you an opportunity, and you don't even know how to seize it."
"It's not that I don't know how to seize it, the key is, is what you're offering actually an opportunity? Forget it, I won't discourage you anymore. The exam is tomorrow, so while you still have time, go eat something delicious, and maybe find a few girls for a massage. Enjoying life is what really matters."
Yun Zhuo chuckled and squeezed out of the crowd.
Lang Kuan watched his retreating figure with a slight sigh, then turned to the beautiful dealer and said, "I'll bet one hundred thousand on 'Slaughter'."
"You're betting so much, aren't you worried we won't be able to pay out?"
"Not worried. I believe in the reputation of the Si Family."
"Student, please swipe your student ID here."
After placing the bet, Lang Kuan was about to leave, but looking at the remaining one hundred academic credits in his account, he thought for a moment and turned back. "I'll bet another one hundred that Yun Zhuo makes it out alive."
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After placing his bets, Yun Zhuo arrived at the Cultivation Technique and Martial Skill exchange center.
Unlike the cyber-style metal buildings of the school, this was a stone structure built from gleaming white marble.
It only had one floor, situated on a stone platform that was ten stories high.
From a distance, it looked like a combination of a Mayan pyramid and an Athenian temple. On the pyramid-like foundation stood a ring of white marble columns, supporting a simple triangular pediment and holding up a spacious hall.
In front of the hall were broad white jade steps, and the gilded roof shimmered with pale gold in the daylight, exuding a sense of divine solemnity and grandeur.
As soon as Yun Zhuo stepped onto the first stone step, he looked up and met a gaze directed from above.
Ji Shuyue, with her arms crossed over her chest, stood straight on the platform at the end of the stone steps.
A purple satin dress clung tightly to her figure, outlining her graceful yet sharp curves perfectly. There were no excess wrinkles, as crisp as her posture at this moment.
Her long hair was pulled up into a neat bun, with a few stray strands deliberately hanging by her ears, adding a touch of softness without diminishing her aura.
Between her fair, slender neck and the off-the-shoulder neckline, a matte gold chest chain was particularly eye-catching. The amethyst embedded in it was cut with distinct, sharp angles, refracting sharp light in the sun.
When Yun Zhuo looked up at her, he was mesmerized for a moment.
This woman had well-defined features and delicate skin.
Her curves were plump yet elegant; one might call her slightly chubby, yet she was a tiny bit thinner than Sister Zhenzhen.
If you called her thin, she was a tiny bit plumper than Teacher Su.
However, although her curves were shapely, they were the smallest among all the women he knew.
He didn't know if it was an Innate deficiency or a lack of nutrition in her Acquired years.
As Yun Zhuo climbed the steps, the distance between the two gradually closed.
Ji Shuyue's furrowed brow from before slowly smoothed out unconsciously. The corners of her lips would subconsciously lift, then be deliberately pursed again, clearly not wanting some boy to see through her thoughts.
But those little movements of hers, lifting and pursing, could not escape Yun Zhuo's eyes.
Her gaze also never left Yun Zhuo from beginning to end.
"You didn't keep me waiting too long."
As Yun Zhuo stepped onto the last stone step, Ji Shuyue's perspective slowly shifted from looking down to looking up.
Yun Zhuo smiled slightly. "If I had known you, Principal Ji, were waiting for me here, I definitely would have arrived before you."
"Really?"
"Of course, that way I wouldn't have run into you."
"You, brat, did I offend you? Why do you dislike me so much?"
Ji Shuyue knitted her fine brows and shot him a glare with her phoenix eyes. If not for considering their respective statuses, she would have really wanted to kick him.
"Who said that? You're a beautiful principal who can make all the school beauties look dim by comparison. Anyone who dislikes you must either have a mental illness or a hole in their brain."
Ji Shuyue laughed, "Then why are you afraid of running into me?"
"It's not that, Principal Ji, you're just too beautiful. I'm afraid that if I see you too often, I'll fall in love with you, and that would be trouble."
"Pah, you have no filter."
Yun Zhuo then got to the point. "Principal Ji, do you have something to discuss with me by waiting here?"
"I told you I could give you a discount on exchanging for Cultivation Techniques and Martial Skills, did you forget?"
Yun Zhuo suddenly realized. "You were serious? I thought you were just teasing me before."
"This principal's words are always gold. When have I ever broken my word?"
"Then let's not waste time, take me to exchange for a Cultivation Technique."
As they spoke, they walked into the main hall.
"How many academic credits does your brat have now?"
"Fifty thousand."
"Fifty thousand?" Ji Shuyue thought for a moment. "Exchanging for an Earth Rank High Grade Cultivation Technique now would be a waste. You'd be better off exchanging for the Martial Skill 'Array-Breaking Spear'; that would be more practical for you right now."
Yun Zhuo shook his head. "To tell you the truth, I'm here to exchange for 'The Scripture of Pure Spirit Refinement'. I heard this Heaven Rank Cultivation Technique only costs fifty thousand."
"'The Scripture of Pure Spirit Refinement'? Who told you that?" Ji Shuyue looked at Yun Zhuo in surprise.
"My Teacher Su."
"Then did she tell you that although 'The Scripture of Pure Spirit Refinement' only costs fifty thousand academic credits, this Cultivation Technique only amplifies Mental Energy?"
"Are you sure?"
"The amplification of other attributes is almost negligible compared to other Cultivation Techniques; it's not even as good as an Earth Rank one."
"But Mental Energy is exactly what I want."
Ji Shuyue looked blank, but in a flash, she whispered, "How many War Princesses did you actually contract on this trip to Nun Village?"
"Even if I told you, you wouldn't believe me. It's better to wait and see for yourself tomorrow."
Ji Shuyue was stunned. This brat is actually guarding against me?
Walking into the temple-like Cultivation Technique and Martial Skill exchange center, it looked like a massive server room.
Rows of black cabinets were neatly arranged, extending to the end of the field of vision, like a silent phalanx of steel.
The indicator lights on the top of the cabinets flickered constantly, weaving red, green, and blue light points into a flowing light web.
The floor, however, was so polished it was reflective. Ji Shuyue's ten-centimeter-high purple rhinestone high heels were so clear that even the trademark on the soles could be seen.
Looking up along her long black-stockinged legs, it was a pity; the skirt was too long, and it was pitch black, so nothing could be seen.
Ji Shuyue noticed Yun Zhuo's little movements and feigned anger, "Do you want me to take a bigger step?"
"Don't joke around. With this skirt of yours, I'd be impressed if you could take a step even one centimeter larger."
"You!"
Ji Shuyue gritted her teeth and was momentarily speechless. If she wanted to take a bigger step in this skirt, she would have to tear it.
"Alright, register here."
As she said this, she walked into the counter and lit up the holographic screen of the management terminal.
Yun Zhuo only then realized that in such a huge place, there were only him and Ji Shuyue.
"Aren't you the principal? How did you become the administrator here?"
"Stop talking nonsense, bring your wristband over to scan."
With a beep, Yun Zhuo was dumbfounded; the fifty thousand academic credits in his account were instantly cleared.
"Wait, Principal Ji, didn't you say you'd give me a twenty percent discount?"
"I did, but you still owe the school one hundred and ten thousand academic credits. Fortunately, you'll be able to pay it back after the exam, otherwise I wouldn't dare let you buy on credit."
"What do you mean?"