Chapter 1216: Chapter 1213: Plunder
It was obvious Bi Xia had never learned how to open doors properly—you could tell just from how Yunhui had already kicked down the doors of both Class A in first and second year, plus however many times that bathroom door had been replaced after getting kicked in.
Watching the door crash to the ground, Ji Qiutang rubbed his chin, eyeing the boy who was still holding the post-kick pose. Then he smoothly drew his raised leg back, bent down just right, and patted the dust off his pant leg. That laid‑back, unruffled look of his even had a hint of laziness and nonchalance—he looked way too practiced at this.
"What are you staring at?" Bi Xia shot Ji Qiutang a sidelong glance. "Never seen anyone kick a door before?"
Ji Qiutang chuckled. "Nope. Never seen anyone this skilled at kicking doors."
"..." Expressionless, Bi Xia cut Ji Qiutang a side‑eye, then raised a hand and shoved him in front of her. "Quit yapping. You go first."
"Hm?"
"Did you get dumber today?" Bi Xia looked at Ji Qiutang with open disdain. "If you’re a man, you walk in front!"
Ji Qiutang calmly took a step back to stand behind Bi Xia. Meeting her puzzled gaze, he smiled slightly. "Age‑wise I guess I count as a man, but I’m very much a boy."
Bi Xia: "...I’m still a girl, you know!"
Apparently not expecting her to say that, Ji Qiutang froze for a beat, then clear eyes gradually filled with amusement as he answered gently, "No."
"?"
"You just said you were going to protect me," Ji Qiutang said, shamelessly grinning. "So right now, in my eyes, you’re a boss, not a girl."
Bi Xia: "..." Hypocritical perv.
Not wanting to bother with Ji Qiutang at all, Bi Xia turned and walked through the doorway.
The moment they stepped inside, the two who’d been all casual just now both snapped into seriousness. Not for any other reason—just because as soon as they entered, a wave of spiritual power swept toward them, then spun on its heel and fled the instant it got close. What followed was a bone‑piercing chill.
Bi Xia sniffed, her brows knotting tight, then suddenly sneezed. Seeing this, Ji Qiutang stepped up and patted her back. "What’s wrong? Cold?"
"I’m fine." Bi Xia shook her head, starry eyes filled with obvious disgust. "That spiritual power reeks."
Reeks?
Ji Qiutang sniffed the air, but didn’t smell anything. He lowered his gaze to the boy in front of him; the disgust between those brows and eyes was plain as day. Ji Qiutang thought back to what he’d investigated and discovered before—this kid’s senses were much sharper than normal people’s, sharper even than some spiritual power users.
Thinking of it that way, Ji Qiutang could understand a bit more. When Bi Xia’s spiritual body fought Yu Tian’s, that rank was at least star‑level. It was very likely that, like Qin Zhan, Bi Xia was also a freakishly gifted above‑S‑level spiritual power user.
"This smell is a little weaker than Harry’s spiritual power stench." Bi Xia said with disgust.
Ji Qiutang paused, then came back to himself and asked in confusion, "Harry?"
If he remembered right, he’d run into someone named Harry on a previous mission, but... His clear eyes stilled. "Little Nine, you’ve met... Harry?"
Bi Xia turned to look at Ji Qiutang. "Yeah, I’ve met him."
"You two fought?"
"Yeah." Bi Xia raised her hand and made a shushing gesture at her lips. "I’ll tell you the details when we get back. I’ve got some things to ask you too."
As she spoke, Bi Xia looked ahead and said coldly, "The stench of this spiritual power I’m smelling now is very close to Harry’s. It’s a mix of all kinds of smells, but this one is exposed so blatantly. Back then I didn’t even catch Harry’s spiritual power smell right away."
"Did you level up after that?"
"When I fought Harry."
"Then that’s it," Ji Qiutang said. "The higher your spiritual power, the harder it is to level up, but every promotion is a big jump from where you were before."
So that’s how it is...
Bi Xia’s starry eyes darkened as she stared deeply toward where that spiritual power had withdrawn. "Plunder..."
"Plunder?"
Bi Xia didn’t answer Ji Qiutang. She just lifted her feet and walked forward. That spiritual power was very similar to Harry’s. In that case... unless Harry’s older brother was here, otherwise it was someone just like Harry—another bastard who’d plundered a ton of people’s spiritual power!
