Chapter 333
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Chapter 333 The Death Mask!
“Student council? What are the benefits of joining?” Song Liuge asked again.
Gao Junsheng stared at Song Liuge’s flawless face, swallowed, and displayed a gentlemanly smile, saying: “There are many benefits! Besides extracurricular credits, the most useful thing is that you can meet many people and expand your social circle…”
“Oh, I see. I’ll think about it,” Song Liuge said, lowering her head.
Gao Junsheng’s attention was completely captivated by Song Liuge’s beauty.
At that moment, he disregarded all gentlemanly etiquette and directly sat down in Fang Yu’s seat.
Noticing this, Song Liuge’s face flashed with a hint of coldness, but she quickly concealed it.
“Senior Gao, someone is already sitting here,” Song Liuge said with a smile.
“Uh…” Gao Junsheng stared directly at Song Liuge’s face, momentarily unable to come to his senses.
A trace of disgust flashed in Song Liuge’s eyes as she was about to continue speaking.
At that moment, she noticed that Fang Yu had already returned.
“Senior Gao, my companion has returned, could you please…” Song Liuge said.
“It’s fine, you two can chat. I’ll just sit here.”
At this point, Fang Yu sat down in a nearby seat and continued eating with his head down.
Song Liuge’s eyes flickered. She glanced at Gao Junsheng, picked up her plate, stood up, and sat down in front of Fang Yu again.
“Why not continue chatting?” Fang Yu asked, raising an eyebrow.
“I, I don’t know him. He asked if I wanted to join the student council…” Song Liuge said.
“Oh, then join. Isn’t the student council pretty good?” Fang Yu said.
“But…” Song Liuge was about to speak.
At this moment, Gao Junsheng approached them again.
He walked up to Song Liuge and smiled: “Junior, think it over before making a decision. I’ll find you again later. It’s a rare opportunity, you know. Usually, people have to go through several rounds of interviews to join the student council!”
After speaking, Gao Junsheng glanced at Fang Yu and turned to leave.
Gao Junsheng walked back to a distant dining table.
“President Gao, how did it go? What’s the situation?” Three male students gathered around, asking.
“She’s even more beautiful up close…” Gao Junsheng said, his eyes full of passion.
“We can see she’s beautiful. What we’re asking is, what’s this junior’s attitude like?” a student beside him asked.
“Very polite. Judging from her clothes and demeanor, she’s probably from some small town… Give me some time, I’ll definitely succeed in winning her over!” Gao Junsheng said.
…
Fang Yu finished the food on his plate again, stood up, and said to Song Liuge: “Thanks for the meal. I’m leaving.”
“Are you going home?” Song Liuge asked.
“Yes,” Fang Yu replied.
“Alright then. I look forward to seeing you at the School of Literature,” Song Liuge said with a light smile.
Fang Yu carried his tray and turned to leave.
Song Liuge watched Fang Yu’s back, her beautiful eyes flickering, as if she was contemplating something.
…
Fang Yu left Nandu University and returned directly to his apartment.
Sitting on the sofa in the living room, Fang Yu thought about Song Liuge.
This girl was interesting.
She suddenly appeared in front of Fang Yu, then seemingly reasonably started a conversation with him, and later ate together.
This series of events developed naturally, without any major flaws.
Unfortunately, during their later conversation, Song Liuge still revealed some inconsistencies.
Song Liuge said she was born in a remote mountainous area and was visiting a big city for the first time.
The problem lay here.
She said that yesterday when she walked out of the train station and saw the big city, she was extremely excited…
But today at Nandu University, Song Liuge’s demeanor didn’t show that sense of being a newcomer.
Although Song Liuge consciously tried to fake this demeanor, unfortunately, her acting skills were mediocre, and many times unconsciously, she would reveal her true demeanor.
The most obvious point was how calm and composed she was when facing the various gazes directed at her.
A normal girl in a new environment, being stared at by so many strange men, would definitely feel uncomfortable.
But throughout their walk together, Fang Yu never noticed any unusual expression on Song Liuge’s face.
Considering all these suspicious points, Fang Yu was certain that there was something off about this Song Liuge.
She deliberately approached Fang Yu, likely with some purpose in mind.
But Fang Yu wasn’t in a hurry to expose Song Liuge.
He was curious to see what exactly Song Liuge wanted to do.
Song Liuge might be confident in her performance.
But she could never have imagined that her target was a monster who had lived for nearly five thousand years.
Her disguise, in Fang Yu’s eyes, was as clumsy and full of errors as a child’s dance.
…
In the westernmost part of the Nine Provinces Nation was a vast, boundless desert.
Due to the lack of water sources, there wasn’t a single place suitable for human habitation in this desert.
The temperature difference between day and night in this desert was extreme. During the day, the highest temperature could reach forty to fifty degrees Celsius, while at night, it could drop to minus ten or twenty degrees Celsius. Moreover, due to its geographical location, the probability of sandstorms was very high.
Under such harsh conditions, not even people attempting to cross this desert existed.
Therefore, this desert was also known as the Desert of Death.
At this moment, in the very center of the desert.
It could be said that since the formation of this Desert of Death, no human had ever reached this location.
Therefore, no one knew that at this location, there existed a huge sand pit!
Beneath the sand pit was actually a magnificent, splendid palace!
A pitch-black figure was standing in the palace.
“According to the memories of my previous life, this palace will be discovered in over a hundred years, and the Death Spirit Mask will fall into the hands of a Yuan Ying stage cultivator… But in this life, the Death Spirit Mask belongs to me.”
This figure was Chen Luo, who had disappeared for some time!
Chen Luo’s eyes were excited as he looked ahead.
In front of him was a dazzling golden chair.
And on the chair sat a statue!
This statue had the form of a human, but the material it was made of was a transparent substance like crystal!
Chen Luo’s gaze focused on the face of this statue.
On the statue’s face was a mask, also crystal-like!
This was the Death Spirit Mask!
Wearing the Death Spirit Mask would allow one to use the power of death spirits! To summon countless death spirits sleeping beneath the ground!
In his previous life, the Yuan Ying stage cultivator who obtained the Death Spirit Mask was almost invincible in the world!
But later, this cultivator mysteriously disappeared.
Some said he died from the backlash of the Death Spirit Mask.
Chen Luo understood that such backlash from ancient magical artifacts was quite normal.
But he was confident that he had enough strength and fortune to resist any backlash from magical artifacts.
Chen Luo walked up to the statue, reached out his hand, wanting to remove the mask from the statue’s face.
At this moment, something unexpected happened!
The statue sitting on the chair actually moved, raising its fist and striking towards Chen Luo’s chest.
Chen Luo had anticipated this, dodged to the side, and simultaneously removed the mask from the statue’s face.
“Boom!”
The moment the Death Spirit Mask was removed, the entire palace began to shake.
The statue in front of him stood up and launched a fierce attack against Chen Luo.
Chen Luo narrowed his eyes, his figure moving like lightning, dodging each of the statue’s attacks with extreme speed.
Then, he kicked forcefully, creating distance between himself and the statue.
“Your guardian duty is complete. I am the most suitable inheritor of the Death Spirit Mask. Rest eternally underground.”
Chen Luo revealed a cold smile, clenching his right hand.
“Zing!”
The Earth Spirit Ring on his right index finger suddenly emitted a bright light!
Chen Luo extended his right fist.
“Boom!”
The sand above the palace instantly dispersed and gathered in the air.
Then Chen Luo swung his right fist forward.
The sand surged towards the crystal statue like a waterfall, instantly burying it!
Chen Luo leaped upward, returning to the surface.
Looking at the sand still pouring down, Chen Luo slightly frowned and extended his right fist again.
The Earth Spirit Ring emitted light.
“Boom!”
The sand flow completely filled the pit where the palace was located, turning it into flat ground.
Chen Luo smiled proudly, withdrew his right fist, and the light from the Earth Spirit Ring dissipated.
Chen Luo looked at the Death Spirit Mask in his left hand, his eyes excited, and pressed it against his face.
“Zing!”
The crystal-like Death Spirit Mask, upon touching Chen Luo’s facial skin, immediately emitted a sound!
Then, it merged into Chen Luo’s facial skin!
“Ah…”
Chen Luo felt intense pain on his face and cried out in agony.
It wasn’t until dozens of seconds later that his painful cries stopped.
By now, Chen Luo was covered in sweat.
His facial features showed no changes.
Chen Luo took a few deep breaths, then touched his cheeks.
After a few seconds of silence, he burst into laughter.
“Hahaha… The Death Spirit Mask completely belongs to me now!”
If anyone had been present, they would have been terrified by the scene.
Behind the laughing Chen Luo appeared a huge black shadow!
Looking from afar, one could see that this shadow was a distorted ghost face!
At this moment, the ghost face opened its mouth wide, as if laughing along with Chen Luo!