Instead, they transformed back into their original human forms. They looked at each other, smiled, and shook hands, making a solemn pledge: "Gao Liang is our common enemy. We will fight him until the end." Zhou Chao and Chen Zixue returned to Kyoto University. Throughout the campus, the two remained inseparable. Students noticed that something was different about Zhou Chao and Chen Zixue—there was a wild, animal-like intensity in their eyes, like wolves or lions, eerie and intimidating. Whenever they passed, students naturally stepped back. Hu Meimeng, now transformed into the elegant water spirit, and the original fiery little chili girl both retreated, marveling at each other. How terrifying! Though they looked handsome on the outside, their eyes radiated an evil glow. When they looked at the female students of Kyoto University, their gaze was hungry, as if they wanted to devour them. Li Xiang, stationed at Kyoto University of Media and Communication, remotely controlled Zhou Chao and Chen Zixue, the two stand-ins, and continuously issued instructions: "Stand-in No. 1, Gao Liang is heading to the Foreign Languages Department to see Zhang Yупing today. You are to position yourself in the flower "Yes!" Zhou Chao opened his wolf-like jaws and stretched his tongue long and thin when the classmates weren't paying attention. "Replacement Unit 2, secure Zhang Yупing. When Gao Liang attempts to rescue her, take the opportunity when Gao Liang is distracted and launch an attack. Deploy all of your swamp-based abilities in unison with Replacement Unit 1's actions!" "Yes!" Chen Zixue revealed his fierce lion's teeth, licked his tongue, and roared. The classmates behind heard the lion's roar and were terrified, so Chen Zixue quickly suppressed his animal instincts. When the classmates at a distance saw Chen Zixue still human, they wiped cold sweat from their foreheads with handkerchiefs. As the classmates dispersed, Gao Liang arrived. As he passed through a meadow filled with blooming flowers, Gao Liang immediately felt refreshed and clear-minded, beginning to absorb and transform energy. He inhaled the fragrances emitted by the flowers, which, to him, were forms of energy. Over time, Gao Liang had accumulated a total of eighty-one distinct floral scents—each representing the essence of different natural flowers. Within his body, he could transform these eighty-one scents into a new, composite fragrance that was beneficial to human health. Whenever he felt fatigued, releasing just a small amount of this composite fragrance instantly eased his spirit. Today, the sun was shining brightly, birds were singing, and flowers were fragrant—thinking about embarking on an adventure with his wife Zhang Yuping to a place they had never visited before, he felt an overwhelming joy, truly lifted to the clouds. "You're going to die!" he exclaimed. Zhou Chao, hidden among the flowers, forcefully expelled a water sphere from his body, expanding it to the size of a football, and quietly channeled his inner energy toward Gao Liang, who was completely unprepared. Zhou Chao had assumed Gao Liang would immediately scream in pain, but to his surprise, the water sphere was entirely vaporized by Gao Liang's composite fragrance. How could that be possible? How could that be possible? Yet Chen Zixue was under Li Xiang's control—after all, Li Xiang, as a near-divine opponent, had become capable of selecting certain individuals to serve as his stand-ins, his shields. Chen Zixue grew even more ruthless, drawing his dagger to slash at Zhang Yuping's face, so that Zhang nearly broke down in tears. Watching his beloved wife being treated so arbitrarily, Gao Liang's veins were nearly bursting with rage. "Ah!" he activated a special ability—the vacuum power, actually a variant of risk-management ability. With an immense suction force, Chen Zixue was completely unprepared. "Crack!" The dagger was suddenly drawn into a powerful grip. "Come on! Come here!" Gao Liang shouted. The dagger, as if obeying a command, soared toward Gao Liang's hands. "By heaven! You managed to snatch the dagger with your bare hands—and even teleport and manipulate it?" Chen Zixue was stunned. Gao Liang now firmly held the dagger, a gentle smile curling at the corners of his mouth. He chuckled, saying, "Far beyond that!" "Thereafter, he shouted at him, 'I'll count to three—set my wife down! Otherwise, you'll see what I can do!' But Chen Zixue wouldn't release her, because he noticed Zhou Chao slipping up behind Gao Qiang, preparing for a close-range attack. Zhang Yупing wanted to alert Gao Qiang, but as soon as she opened her mouth, Chen Zixue covered it with a cloth. 'One, two...' Gao Qiang counted. 'No, husband, someone's behind us!' Yet Zhang Yупing couldn't get her voice out, only showing a visibly anxious expression. 'Three!' As Zhang Yупing closed her eyes in despair, a piercing, pig-like wail erupted—so sharp and terrifying it sent chills down the spine. Zhang Yупing felt the hand pressing on her loosen, and then a heavy thud as Chen Zixue collapsed to the ground. His face contorted in pain, for Gao Qiang had thrown his dagger, and with the aid of his Spirit-Perceiving Eye and Risk-Control ability, caught the powerful energy released by the Energy Dragon Pearl—directly striking Chen Zixue's left cheek. "Anyone who moves my woman dies!" The sharp voice sent Chen Zixue trembling, so frightened that he immediately lost his bladder—his swamp-based ability, which he had been relying on, now completely vanished due to sheer fear. He had never expected High Light to be this formidable. "Husband! No! Hurry!" Just as Zhang Yeping finished shouting, a cold breeze swept over her back. "Surprise attack! Die, Zhou Chao! You're not even my match!" High Light, full of contempt, didn't turn around but instead moved forward, embracing Zhang Yeping gently. With her slender body cradled in strong arms, she felt a deep sense of security. "Rich kid! Don't think because your father is the mayor you can act however you please—I represent the Moon's lord and will erase you!" Zhang Yeping heard her husband emit a soft snort, followed by a voice filled with pain. "Oh my God!" came Zhou Chao's cry of agony. Zhang Yuaping leaned against Gao Huang's broad chest, catching a glimpse with the corner of her eye of Zhou Chao desperately clutching the thing below him, emitting a truly heartbreaking cry. Originally, two classmates from Kyoto University were playing football enthusiastically, and as the ball was just about to reach Zhou Chao, only half a meter away, the two were stunned—had it truly hit him, it would have been a serious matter, since Zhou Chao, this distinguished, affluent second-generation family son, was someone no one could easily challenge.