Petty Gambler

Chapter 1311: Scum, Truly a Scumbag


Yang Minghui looked at Lin Chen, teasingly snorting. If not for the fact that they were in the Yunlong Heavenly Palace, she would have gone up and punched Lin Chen with her Jade Fist twice.


Lin Chen's earlier words really gave her a scare; after all, her identity must not be exposed.


"Alright, let's go to class."


Lin Chen looked at Yang Minghui and said with a smile.


To be honest, sometimes teasing this silly girl is quite entertaining.


Afterward, Lin Chen, accompanied by Yu Weilian and Yang Minghui, arrived at the gates of the Yellow Hall.


Zi Ling and other disciples of the Yellow Hall were already waiting at the gates.


"Junior Brother Lin Chen, you've actually broken through in your cultivation."


Zi Ling noticed Lin Chen's breakthrough in cultivation at first glance as the three approached, and immediately spoke up.


"Yes, during yesterday's battle with Liu Yong, I stumbled upon an opportunity for a breakthrough, so I broke through." Lin Chen answered earnestly.


However, Lin Chen didn't actually stumble upon an opportunity; he simply could no longer control the surging power within him and had to break through.


"Haha, is that so? If Liu Yong knew about this, he would be quite infuriated."


Zi Ling looked at Lin Chen and said with a light smile.


After all, Liu Yong worked hard to fight Lin Chen but failed to defeat him, instead helping him in his breakthrough.


Anyone hearing such a thing would be quite infuriated, wouldn't they?


Lin Chen's breakthrough in cultivation made Zi Ling, Cheng Liang, Wan Qiansan, and others happy for him, and they congratulated him.


However, in Yu Weilian and Yang Minghui's eyes, it wasn't something extraordinary.


Because they had grown accustomed to Lin Chen's breakthroughs.


After all, Lin Chen's cultivation speed was incredibly swift.


Even though Lin Chen was currently only at the Nirvana Realm Sixth Layer, only Yu Weilian truly knew how phenomenally fast Lin Chen's cultivation breakthroughs were.


Upon entering the Yunlong Heavenly Palace's study area, Lin Chen parted ways with Yu Weilian, Yang Minghui, and the others since they had selected different courses.


As for Lin Chen being alone, Zi Ling wasn't worried because even at the Fifth Level Cultivation of the Nirvana Realm, Lin Chen wouldn't suffer any losses among those at the Heaven Hall.


So naturally, he wouldn't suffer now.


Thus, Zi Ling chose to escort Yu Weilian and the others, without needing to escort Lin Chen.


When Lin Chen entered the classroom, he found it already crowded. Everyone was sitting cross-legged around round tables.


The martial artists who came to learn in the classroom included both new disciples like Lin Chen and many older disciples.


Lin Chen gazed toward the front of the classroom, where a woman stood.


The woman was young and beautiful, dressed in a red short skirt, revealing long, snow-white legs.


Her large eyes blinked, bright and transparent. Her jet-black eyebrows seemed to have a certain allure.


Cherry lips and a prominent nose. The woman in front of Lin Chen was comparable to Liu Qingxia in appearance.


Lin Chen looked at the woman, momentarily entranced.


Lin Chen had seen countless beauties; Liu Qingxia, Yu Weilian, all had different temperaments compared to this woman.


Of course, although Lin Chen was momentarily entranced by her, it didn't mean he was infatuated with her.


"This student, please find a seat now that you've come in, class is about to begin." The woman on the podium smiled faintly and spoke.


She did not reprimand Lin Chen because she didn't see chaos in his eyes, nor any strange thoughts, just simple admiration for her beauty.


This surprised Zhuang Xiaoqin, as over the years, no one in the Yunlong Heavenly Palace, whether inner or outer sect disciples, or even some elders, had such a pure and clean gaze towards her as Lin Chen did.


Qiu Yue snorted coldly at Lin Chen for almost being late.


But Lin Chen didn't mind and simply walked towards the classroom.


After looking around, he found an empty seat in the back row.


In the classroom, whether they were genuinely aiming to learn or just trying to stand out in front of Qiu Yue and Zhuang Xiaoqin, everyone vied for seats at the front.


So naturally, the available seats were in the back row, as Lin Chen arrived just before being late.


"Miss, may I sit here?"


Lin Chen approached the back row, looked at a few seats, and finally asked a lady about the seat beside her.


Actually, there were several empty seats in the back row, but some lacked the materials like yellow paper, ink, and sand for writing talisman inscriptions.


Only the seat next to the frail girl's had these materials.


Although Lin Chen, being a Formation Master, had plenty of such materials in his Spatial Ring and Primordial Myriad Transformation Cauldron, since he was attending class, he wanted to use the classroom's tools.


After all, for the frugal Lin Chen, any savings were appreciated.


"Sir, please sit here, this seat is unoccupied."


The frail girl gave Lin Chen a deep look, bashfully responding with her cheeks slightly red.


With her permission, Lin Chen sat down.


"May I know your name? I'm Lin Chen."


Looking at the girl, since they were now desk mates, Lin Chen asked for her name.


Upon hearing Lin Chen's words, the girl tensed up, suddenly nervous, not knowing Lin Chen's intentions.


"My name is Yang Wenshan." Despite not knowing Lin Chen's purpose, the frail girl cautiously revealed her name.


Afterward, she stopped talking, seeming very wary of strangers.


Everyone has their own personality; seeing this, Lin Chen didn't press further.


However, Lin Chen's behavior towards Yang Wenshan caught Qiu Yue's attention from afar.


She couldn't help but inwardly curse Lin Chen, viewing him as a lecher, a good-for-nothing with low cultivation, flirting everywhere.


She was certain now that Lin Chen didn't enroll in the Spirit Formation Hall for learning but to hit on girls on purpose.


In an instant, Lin Chen's image in her mind plummeted further, becoming an unredeemable scoundrel.