NOVPUBThe cloth bag was filled with pieces of silver, but most of his belongings were actually stored in the Storage Ring.
Moreover, just now, he had noticed something different about the little boy.
So, he didn’t expose the little boy on the spot.
...…
Yue Qingli, panting heavily, ran into the distance, found a hidden alley, and ducked inside.
He took out the cloth bag he had just stolen from his pocket, opened it, and found several pieces of silver and some scattered Spirit Stones.
He chuckled and stuffed the Spirit Stones and silver pieces into his pockets.
And the cloth bag that held the money was thrown aside.
"Looks like I’m worth something. I won’t have to go hungry today," he said with a smile, proudly walking out of the alley.
At that moment, as he had just turned the corner, he found someone standing at the mouth of the alley.
Someone from whom he had just stolen a money bag.
Yue Qingli wanted to run away but realized this was a dead-end alley.
And the exit was blocked by that person.
Unless he could breakthrough to the Empty Vein Realm and fly through the air,
there was absolutely no hope of escaping.
"Hasn’t anyone told you that stealing is wrong?" Xu Zimei turned his head and walked over with a smile.
"What do you want to do?" Yue Qingli backed up to the farthest part of the dead-end alley and asked cautiously.
"Return what belongs to its owner," Xu Zimei replied with a faint smile.
Yue Qingli hesitated for a moment but eventually quickly picked up the money bag he had thrown on the ground.
He put the money back in again and handed it to Xu Zimei.
With a grin, he said, "I’m saying I found this money bag. Do you believe me?"
"What do you think?" Xu Zimei responded with a counter-question.
"Take off the bamboo hat on your head. I don’t like people talking to me with covered faces."
"No," Yue Qingli shook his head quickly.
He said, "I have already returned the money bag to you. I can also apologize.
But I can’t take off the bamboo hat."
Yue Qingli said this and attempted to run towards the outside of the alley.
Xu Zimei let out a light chuckle, and with a wave of his right hand,
a wave of Spiritual Energy shot out, knocking the bamboo hat off Yue Qingli’s head.
However, the moment the bamboo hat fell, Xu Zimei was slightly taken aback.
Under the bamboo hat, there was nothing, no neck, and no head.
The space under the bamboo hat was empty, with only the middle part of a torso.
"You are from the Third-Eye Demon Clan," Xu Zimei said in surprise.
He swiftly lifted the little boy’s robe.
On the area around the boy’s navel, there was unmistakably a face.
It looked very comical and odd.
There were a mouth, a nose, and two eyes around the belly button.
But in fact, this was a characteristic of the Third-Eye Demon Clan.
Their heads are different from other creatures, not located above but in the middle at waist level.
There are rumors that the ancestors of the Third-Eye Demon Clan were actually a tree.
A Third-Eye Demon Tree, which after gaining a chance to defy the heavens, made a mistake during transformation.
That’s how they ended up with this abnormal appearance.
Because of their appearance, in fact, many of the Three Thousand Races do not like or accept them.
Therefore, members of the Third-Eye Demon Clan often disguise themselves in various ways when they travel.
The so-called third eye refers not only to the apparent two eyes but also to an eye in their hearts.
It has always been rumored among the Third-Eye Demon Clan that anyone who can open the third eye is a martial arts prodigy, one in ten thousand.
They cannot be considered a major race and are not even ranked among the thirty-six countries.
To put it plainly, their race has few members and is almost considered a minority.
At this moment, seeing his identity exposed, Yue Qingli panicked and picked up the bamboo hat that had fallen to the ground.
He put it "on his head," trembling all over during the process.
Immediately after, he was seen running frantically toward the outside of the alley.
Xu Zimei did not stop him again, as the appearance of the Third-Eye Demon Clan had indeed surprised him.
...
With this matter coming to a close, there was no longer the desire to wander the streets.
As dusk fell, Xu Zimei returned to his room in the inn to rest.
The day for Vermilion Academy to recruit new students was approaching in the next few days.
Xu Zimei also planned to stay here for a few days to witness this grand occasion.
After all, in the Five Continents, Heavenly Dao Academy and its four branches were indeed very prestigious.
In the following days, Xu Zimei stayed in his room without going out. 𝖓𝔬𝔳𝖕𝖚𝖇.𝖈𝔬𝔪
Ever since he met the previous Demon Lord at the Demon Slave’s place in Bliss Country,
and learned the "Demonic Skills" from there,
he had not fully understood the ten styles.
Although the inheritance felt somewhat like an enlightening downpour, Xu Zimei felt that he still hadn’t reached the pinnacle of this combat technique.
Dao is endless; the deeper you understand it, the stronger you become.
The Dao can never be completely understood.
At least in the history of the Yuan Central Continent’s origins, there had never been anyone known to have fully grasped the Dao.
To truly open all twelve Vein Gates and thus transcend.
After nearly five days of seclusion in the room, the recruitment day at Vermilion Academy arrived.
Xu Zimei left the inn, and at this moment, the street was bustling with people coming and going.
The crowds surged, forming a river of people converging in the direction of Vermilion Academy.
Within a hundred meters of Vermilion Academy, the roads were congested, the masses thronging against one another.
It wasn’t just the local youths of Vermilion Bird City; even from Lu Kingdom or other countries,
youths from all directions gathered here.
Some family members also accompanied their children.
On the tree-lined avenue in front of Vermilion Academy, dozens of students in red robes stood guard on both sides of the road,
maintaining order.
The entire avenue was occupied by students who came to seek knowledge.
Xu Zimei stood at the back of the avenue, taking a glance.
An argument among a group of people next to him suddenly caught his attention.
He saw a group of young men surrounding a youth in a black robe,
mocking him mercilessly.
As more and more onlookers gathered, the youth in the black robe crouched in a corner, trembling.
Xu Zimei watched clearly, recognizing the youth in black; it was the member of the Third-Eye Demon Clan who had stolen his purse a few days ago.
"Everyone come and see, even the Exotic Species are coming to Vermilion Academy,"
someone shouted loudly.
"We should drive him away; members of the Third-Eye Demon Clan don’t deserve to enter the Holy Institute,"
As more and more youths around shouted, the scene undoubtedly caught the attention of many more people.
Speaking of the Third-Eye Demon Clan, probably because their heads were located at the waist,
neither human nor monster-like beings, they were almost disliked by many from the human race and Monster Race alike.
...
"What are you doing?" At this moment, the crowd was pushed aside, and a student from Vermilion Academy, who was maintaining order, walked in.
He was a young man, dressed in a blue robe, with a rusty longsword on his back.
The longsword was not unsheathed, but the scabbard was already so rusted that it had lost its shape.
"It’s Senior Ming Yu," a youth recognized the young man and quickly shouted.
