Stepping on the Demoness to become the strongest

Yan Yu and Chen Lingyun returned to the training ground, only to see three girls facing each other, silent, with just their lips faintly moving and the hands behind their backs constantly changing.

Clearly, they were playing rock-paper-scissors using their Divine Sense!

Unlike light, which can only travel in a straight path, Divine Sense could scan what shape each person was making behind their back. Sound Transmission Technique was a point-to-point communication method, which allowed one to silently send messages directly to the target by locking onto them with Divine Sense.

"What are you guys talking about?" Chen Lingyun tried to join the group chat, sending a private Sound Transmission to the three of them.

"We're saying that as long as we use the Sound Transmission Technique, the captain won't be able to hear us," Lin Ning quickly replied.

Once again, it must be emphasized that Sound Transmission is a point-to-point communication method. So, even if four girls are standing right next to you, they can communicate without you hearing anything—as long as they don't include you in their Sound Transmission group, it is just like they've started a chat group without you.

Yan Yu directly asked aloud:

"Have you all learned the Sound Transmission Technique?"

The girls hesitated before nodding.

"Then let me assess you," Yan Yu nodded and said, "I'll send you a Sound Transmission first, and then you use Sound Transmission to reply to me."

He began to perform Sound Transmission, telling the girls:

"Tonight, we'll have extra practice."

The girls quickly shook their heads, indicating they hadn't received the Sound Transmission.

"I said we're adding practice for the Sound Transmission Technique," Yan Yu continued, "You can't even receive a Sound Transmission; what should we do? It looks like we need to practice all night long."

"We received it, we received it!" The girls rushed to reply via Sound Transmission, "We heard you loud and clear!"

Whether it's the Soul Refining Technique or Sound Transmission Technique, both are easy to start but difficult to master.

At high levels of Soul Refining Technique, one's Divine Sense can spread thousands of miles; with a profound mastery of Sound Transmission Technique, one can also communicate with cultivators thousands of miles away.

However, for the latter, we have a better option: smartphones.

So as long as one is proficient enough in Sound Transmission Technique, there is no need to spend time mastering it. On the other hand, Soul Refining Technique requires daily diligent practice to lay a solid foundation, just like Shaquille O'Neal had to tip-toe 500 times a day to train his calves.

The group practiced at the training ground until almost 6 p.m., then leisurely left the school and headed home.

Perhaps because they had learned a new spell, the girls continuously scanned their surroundings with Divine Sense while using Sound Transmission to communicate with each other on the way home, with Lin Ning being particularly active, often sending Sound Transmissions to everyone:

"Wow! The screw on that traffic light pole is loose; I couldn't have noticed it without scanning with Divine Sense."

"It seems Divine Sense can penetrate through car windows and scan the people inside! Hey, there's a driver talking on the phone while driving, not following traffic rules!"

"Enough Ningning!" Su Yunjin, alternating between laughter and tears, said to her, "You're acting like a kid who's going out for the first time."

"Because Divine Sense is so much fun," Lin Ning said with keen interest.

It is indeed fun, and even Yan Yu remembered when in his previous life he first installed a Divine Sense emitter, the whole world seemed different—it was like a two-dimensional creature living on a plane, for the first time seeing its world from a high vantage point.

Fascinating.

Despite the numerous hardships the Spiritual Energy Resurgence has brought to the world, it must be acknowledged that it indeed has a splendid side.

Although it only revealed this side to the Transcendents.

Since it was a bit late after practice, the group didn't plan to cook at home but ordered takeout on the way, ready to enjoy a feast without the work.

Just as they arrived at the villa gate, sister Yan Jing came to meet them.

"Weren't you going out to have fun in the Confucius Temple area?" Yan Yu asked in surprise.

"What's there to enjoy!" Yan Jing said anxiously, "You are trending on the hot search!"

Yan Yu: ???

So, we're playing at hype, huh? Then let's have a showdown, see which family's superhero can laugh last!

Consequently, the domestic internet directly exploded, with usual topics such as celebrities and popular dramas, which often dominated the charts, now having to step aside.

Yan Yu carefully read the official announcement. Luckily, it didn't, like a celebrity management company, attach a personal page complete with photos detailing everything from blood type to preferences.

After a moment of reflection, he just calmly took out his phone, opened the SIM card management, disabled the connection, then reconnected to the house's Wifi, and it was done.

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The other girls were still immersed in a state of shock, asking, "What's this all about?" and followed Yan Jing back to the villa, where she kept chattering away:

"My classmate called me! He said the person mentioned in the Privy Council's announcement is my brother! I said I didn't know, and then when I checked, it indeed turned out to be my brother and your names! So what's going on here..."

She hadn't finished speaking in one breath when everyone had just sat down on the sofa, still staring blankly at their phone screens, when suddenly their ringtones blared out all at once.

A symphony of various ringtones rang out through the hall, creating a chaotic concert as everyone scrambled to answer their phones:

"Hello, Dad..."

"I'll tell you about it later!"

"I also just found out..."

Yan Jing too was bombarded with phone calls from home because after Yan Yu's parents saw the news, they couldn't get through to their son—so naturally, they could only contact their daughter, right?

"Big bro!" she said irritably as she stood up, "Mom and Dad want you to answer the phone!"

"Give me the phone," Yan Yu said calmly.

"Here..." Yan Jing handed over the phone, then did a double-take, "Wait! Why do you need to use my phone?"

Yan Yu didn't engage in further explanations but instead said into the phone:

"Hello."

"Why can't we reach you on your phone?" Father Yan asked steadily.

"Oh," Yan Yu responded, "I was afraid relatives and friends would keep calling, so I took out my SIM card."

"Did you see the news on TV?" Father Yan continued.

"Saw it on my phone," Yan Yu replied, "It's true. But I can't say more, it's confidential. If relatives ask, help me fend them off."

"Okay." Father Yan was silent for a long while, then said, "Your mother went to the temple nearby tonight to pray for your safety. We'll send the items over. Will they arrive in time?"

"They won't," Yan Yu answered, "let her pray anyway, the Buddhas will hear."

"Hmm." Father Yan paused for a moment, then said, "Take care and come back to us safely."

"Okay." Yan Yu hung up the phone and passed it back to Yan Jing—only to see his sister's eyes already brimming with tears.

"Big bro," she said with a choked voice, "you're really going, aren't you?"

"Yeah," Yan Yu replied, "are you worried?"

Yan Jing's tears fell with a plop.

The other girls were busy dealing with urgent queries from home, and even Chen Lingyun had to repeatedly reassure her panicked mother over the phone, cycling through reassurances like "It's alright" and "Don't worry." Only Zhao Yuanzhen felt lost in a world without a single family member or friend, and suddenly seeing her little sister-in-law starting to cry, quickly embraced her to comfort her:

"Oh, Jingjing, it's okay! I'll protect your brother!"

"I need your protection?" Yan Yu immediately laughed at her, "That's absurd, just don't hold me back, and I'll be grateful."n/ô/vel/b//jn dot c//om

Zhao Yuanzhen's eyes widened in indignation, instinctively wanting to retort, but considering Yan Jing's worry and sorrow right there, if she were to completely put down the young thief, wouldn't that scare her even more?

So, she could only clench her silver teeth, her pearly teeth tightly shut, lips firmly pressed together, secretly vowing to herself:

"This thief today accused me of holding him back—I'll remember this grudge! If danger arises in the future, in the midst of a crisis, once I save him, I'll surely ridicule him mercilessly, making him realize who's actually been holding back whom!"

Chen Lingyun, who had finally finished her phone call, couldn't keep her smile off her face any longer, showing a wearied "I'm so tired" expression before collapsing back on the sofa and silently staring at the ceiling.

"What's the matter?" Yan Yu teased her, "Doesn't your dad share his sources of information with your mom?"

"I don't want to talk about this topic," Chen Lingyun said flatly.

"Hmm-hmm," Yan Yu mimicked her catchphrase, speaking in a higher pitch, "If I'm wrong, with your personality, you'd immediately mock me, so I must be right."

Chen Lingyun grabbed a cushion from the sofa next to her and threw it hard at his face.

Yan Yu pretended to be knocked over by the cushion, falling headlong onto the sofa, and then saw Lin Ning also putting down her phone, complaining:

"Ah, so annoying! Why are they still pushing for marriage?!"

"Duh," Yan Yu replied, "What if you died? Even if you got married and had a child, at least looking at the kid, your family would have some comfort…"

"I'll make you die right now!" Lin Ning angrily picked up a cushion and pressed it forcefully against his face, then punched him a few times through it.