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Immortal Lord: Dominate the mortal realm and the martial world.
墨書 Inktalez
Nangang City, Gangcheng International High School, Classroom of Grade 12, Class 1.
The lingering sunset shines through the window, and in the seat at the left corner of the second-to-last row in the classroom, a young man with slightly disheveled hair slowly opens his eyes...
The young man's eyes seemed a little confused, but after a moment he seemed to understand something. The current scene undoubtedly proved that he had returned to five hundred years ago!
The great battle of the immortal world was still vivid in front of him. Countless immortal clans fought fiercely to compete for the opportunity to become the master of the ten thousand realms and transcend the immortal world. Jiang Meitian was the most likely person to transcend among the three major forces in the immortal world.
Unfortunately, the heart of an immortal is no different from that of a mortal. After enduring the heavenly tribulation, he was harmed by a traitor of the same sect, provoking divine wrath, and causing Jiang Meitian's thousand years of arduous cultivation to be destroyed in an instant...
But he did not expect that his divine consciousness could break through the void and return to his past life as Jiang Chen 500 years ago, giving him a chance to live again!
His heart was filled with anger and resentment, although there was hardly any change in his facial expression, his eyes were reddening as he stared straight ahead.
"Jiang Chen!"
Suddenly, a sharp and somewhat unpleasant female voice came, and the whole class instantly quieted down. The gazes of dozens of people almost instantly focused on Jiang Chen!
On the podium, a middle-aged woman in a brown dress held a piece of chalk in her hand, her golden curls resembling a wild lion's mane.
Jiang Chen heard this; it was his homeroom teacher from high school in his previous life, a woman in her forties. Although she had a high level of education and excellent teaching skills, her character was questionable—she was a typical snob.
In his previous life, he was born in Qingcheng City, Southeast Province. His father owned a medium-sized clothing company and spent nearly a million a year to provide him with a better education by enrolling him in the renowned Private International High School in Southeast Province.
Jiang Chen himself was also quite outstanding; since the first year of middle school, he had never ranked lower than fifth in the entire school. It is worth noting that the International School is among the top three schools in Nangang and even in Southeast Province, and he was once considered a potential candidate for Tsinghua or Peking University.
But fate is unpredictable. Half a year before the college entrance examination, Jiang Chen's father Yang Jun suddenly fell seriously ill and died of vomiting blood after a drinking session, within just three hours.
After his father's death, the company's finances were settled, but the assets did not cover the debts. Within three hours, Jiang Chen went from being a carefree second-generation youth to being penniless.
So much so that I have fallen to the point of working as a laborer in the school cafeteria in my spare time to support myself. It sounds good to call it "working hard to support my studies," but in a less flattering light, I am just someone who serves tea and water to my classmates, washes dishes and chopsticks.
My homeroom teacher also looks at me differently because of this. In addition, my father passed away, and my mother was already gone when she gave birth to me. Jiang Chen, a teenager who has not yet come of age, has fallen into extreme sadness and helplessness, and as a result, my grades have plummeted.
"Our classSome people, don't even look at what they look like now, coming to school with unpaid tuition, going to the cafeteria to wash dishes, not paying attention in class, always at the bottom in mock exams, simply a shameless and typical example!"
"Throw away my people, throw away our Senior Class One people, throw away our Gangcheng International High School people!"
Although Jiang Chen's name was not mentioned again, everyone understood in their hearts that the homeroom teacher was referring to Jiang Chen.
After mocking the middle-aged woman, she looked straight at Jiang Chen, with her arms folded and leaning against the lectern, a smug and disdainful expression on her face...
"Tang Shuhua, please mind your language..."
As Jiang Chen finished speaking, the previously noisy classroom, filled with whispers and chatter, suddenly fell silent to the point where a pin drop could be heard!
Not only was the homeroom teacher, Mr. Tang, taken aback, but the other students in the class were equally stunned!
What's wrong with Jiang Chen who has lost his father's support today? How dare he defy the head teacher!
Daring to call out the homeroom teacher's name!
The homeroom teacher's arms, which were folded, gradually unfolded, and her eyes slowly filled with anger as she slowly raised her hand, pointing at Jiang Chen.
"What...what did you say!"
"Are you asking me to watch my words?"
"You called my name!"
Jiang Chen answered with a single word under the gaze of everyone.
"Mm."
He is no longer the weak and incompetent youth from his previous life. The current Jiang Chen is the divine consciousness of the Supreme Overlord of Ten Thousand Immortals. How dare a middle-aged woman as ugly and despicable as you speak in such a manner to the esteemed Jiang Chen!"
"You..."
The class teacher was about to get angry when the dismissal bell rang.
"You... get out of here!"
Jiang Chen coldly smiled and stood up. This so-called "Teacher Tang," who had made his life difficult in his past life, was now on a countdown to the end of her professional career. There was no need to say anything more to her.
Under the gaze of everyone, Jiang Chen stood up from the second-to-last row, deliberately ignoring the back door and walking through the entire classroom to exit through the front door.
As the Supreme Being of Ten Thousand Immortals, Jiang Mie Tian naturally had to leave the classroom through the front door.
Outside the classroom, only a few strands of the sunset's afterglow remained. Jiang Chen took out his phone and glanced at it.
March 17.
Suddenly, he felt a tightness in his heart as he remembered that it was on this day in his previous life that the girl he had a crush on since childhood, Lin Jingzhu, deceived him into handing over all the shares of his father's company to her father, Lin Shihui!
At that time, he did not know, believing that his father's death was simply due to a sudden serious illness. It was only when he was destitute and on the brink of death that someone told him that his father had been poisoned to death by his partners Lin Shihui and Jiang Guangming!
Moreover, they fabricated accounts afterward, colluding with Nangang and Jiahua Fashion Group to make his father's company appear insolvent, owing Jiahua tens of millions!
Then, pretending to help oneself repay the debt out of kindness, they made Jiang Chen, the only legitimate heir, give up the inheritance and handed the company over to them!
It's vicious to the extreme. If someone hadn't told oneself in the end, Jiang Chen would have thought until death that Lin Shihui and Jiang Guangming were good brothers of his father, and good uncles to himself, and would have been grateful to the people who had killed his father for the rest of his life!
In this life, he not only wants to avenge his father's death, but also to play with them slowly...
As he was thinking about things in his heart, a pleasant female voice came from behind.
"Jiang Chen."
Familiar yet strange, after several hundred years, Jiang Chen still recognized the voice calling him; it was Lin Jingzhu, the one from his past life who had captivated his soul and made him willing to bow down for her!
That Lin Shihui's accomplice, using her trust in him, ultimately led herself into an abyss from which she could not extricate herself.
Jiang Chen turned around, and a slender, fair-faced girl in a white shirt and light jeans quickly walked towards him.
Jiang Chen did not speak, and there was no longer any ripple in his eyes. In his previous life, he loved her deeply until his death, always fantasizing about the day he could marry the girl in front of him. Little did he know that she eventually got into a prestigious university, studied abroad, and married a foreigner. The reason she was treating him so well at this moment was solely to deceive him into handing over his shares in the company.
Lin Jingzhu walked up to Jiang Chen, forced a faint smile, leaned closer, and said, "My dad said he would find a way to deal with the company's debts with Uncle Jiang and won't let it affect you."
"Your current task is to study hard, don't think too much, and don't put so much pressure on yourself..."
Such comforting words nearly brought tears to Jiang Chen's eyes when he heard Lin Jingzhu say them in his previous life.
Lin Jingzhu finished speaking, and Jiang Chen turned around to continue walking forward without replying.
Lin Jingzhu seemed to find it a bit strange; today, Jiang Chen appeared somewhat off. After thinking for a moment, she gently spoke up.
"Come with me. My dad said to give up the inheritance of the company's shares and hand it over to them. They will find a way to solve it slowly."
"He told me not to affect you, to study well together, and to get into a good university. Everything will be better in the future..."
Jiang Chen stopped in his tracks, couldn't help but sneer in his heart.
It sounds good, paying off debts for oneself? Letting oneself study well? Attending the same university as her? It's all too perfect...
If you really do as they say, what will be the consequences?
Lose all your property, end up homeless in the future, living a life worse than a dog!
And what about you, Lin Jingzhu? Living a life like a fairy, dating a foreign boyfriend, how could you still remember that there was a boy in Nangang who still fantasized about the beautiful future you spoke of...
"What's wrong?"
Lin Jingzhu felt a bit strange. After all, she was lying, and at that moment, she was under Jiang Chen's scrutinizing gaze. Her heart began to race, and she forced out a faint smile before asking, "I don't have time today."
Jiang Chen smiled faintly and turned to continue walking forward.
Lin Jingzhu couldn't help but feel a bit surprised, and at the same time, she began to feel anxious. This was a task her father had entrusted to her. She originally thought that with Jiang Chen's affection for her, it would be an easy matter; she believed he would surely agree as soon as she mentioned it. However, she never expected that Jiang Chen's attitude today had changed one hundred eighty degrees from his usual self, becoming extremely indifferent towards her!
"Don't you want to go to the same university as me in the future? If you don't give up your inheritance of the company, those tens of millions in debt will follow you, and we won't be able to be together..."
Jiang Chen ignored her and blended into the crowd of students leaving school, not giving Lin Jingzhu another chance to speak...
At the time of evening when school was just out, there was a crowd of people at the main gate. Jiang Chen walked quickly, intending to visit his father's grave and then find a quiet place to reflect on the remnants of his cultivation.
Walking through the crowd, just out of the school gate, the people in front suddenly lost control and pushed back, accompanied by many girls' screams!
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