Chapter 315: The End (Part 1)
In the year 20XX, in a coastal city in the eastern part of the country, there was a university called A University.
A video quickly spread across various QQ groups at A University.
At the same time, on the confession wall of A University:
"Wall, I want to confess my feelings to this girl! I don't know if she's a senior or a junior, but she's incredibly good-looking!
...
..."
Attached was a blurry surveillance video.
It showed a couple having an argument in a hot pot and barbecue restaurant near the east gate. The man was pulling and tugging, while the woman seemed resistant. The other diners couldn't help but look over, but no one dared to intervene.
Just then, a girl in a pink dress, who looked like she had just finished showering, stepped forward from the corner.
She was wearing a pink bear nightgown, carrying a light blue basket in her hand, and wearing flip-flops. With her hair in a mess, the girl stepped forward and stopped the boy, protecting the girl behind her.
The girl in the pink clothes and the boy had a conversation, but it was difficult to see their facial expressions due to the poor quality of the surveillance video.
Anyway, the boy started to get physical.
The girl in pink clothes acted quickly and skillfully. In the moment when the boy made a move, she swiftly pressed his hands behind his back. The boy, furious and embarrassed, lifted his hand and knocked over the pot on the table, pouring most of the hot pot onto the girl's arm.
But in the surveillance video, the girl didn't even frown. With one swift kick, she kicked the boy out of the door of the hot pot barbecue restaurant!
With that kick, the glass door shattered and the boy was sent flying five or six meters away, landing in the middle of the road. He couldn't even crawl back up.
This is a scene that happened a few nights ago at the East Gate of A University. When the surveillance video was exposed, it shocked everyone at A University.
"Oh my goodness! Is this girl a member of the Emei faction?"
"What a terrible guy! He poured hot pot over her, but she didn't even flinch!"
"Did the girl know martial arts? Her kick was so awesome!"
"That kick was amazing!"
"Wow, this girl is impressive! What year is she in?"
"Awesome girl! Can I have a kick from you?"
The confession wall was quickly taken over. The video even spread from A University to nearby A Teachers College and A Medical University.
As for the brave girl who stood up for justice, because the video quality of the surveillance footage was a bit blurry, people searched for the victim for a long time, until someone finally spoke up.
"Wait, isn't this girl from the third year of the Economics and Management Institute? I saw her in the cafeteria last time."
In no time, classmates came to claim her. They replied in amazement, "Isn't this Qiao Wan from the School of Economics? Our Qiao Wan!" They mentioned her on QQ.
Qiao Wan, sitting in front of the table blow-drying her hair, heard a series of notification sounds from her phone. She glanced at it and silently closed the app.
"Qiao Wan?!" Her roommate, Zhang Wenqing, raised her head in astonishment, holding her phone in disbelief. "Is this you?!"
Zhang Wenqing was completely shocked, thinking back to a few days ago when she had gone to the campus health center to get burn medicine for her roommate.
Setting down the blow dryer, Qiao Wan silently touched her forehead. "Yes, it's me."
Zhang Wenqing was dumbfounded. "Wow, have you been practicing?"
"Sort of," Qiao Wan vaguely responded after thinking for a moment.
With a glance in the mirror, Qiao Wan saw a half-dried girl with her eyes lowered.
She had come back.
Before she died, the sky was blood-red, and there was a wave of beasts in the desert of the demon realm. But when she opened her eyes again, she found herself lying on the small bed in her dormitory. She could hear her roommate's soft snoring beside her, and there was a cellphone next to her pillow. The slightly lit screen of the cellphone was on the last page of the "Immortal Ascending Road" finale.
At that moment, Qiao Wan almost thought she had dreamed. She looked at her phone and realized it was already three in the morning.
After careful consideration, she remembered that she had classes the next day. She could only suppress her confusion and silently lie back down.
It wasn't until the next day, when she felt the spiritual power flowing inside her, that Qiao Wan suddenly realized it wasn't a dream.
Wow! She really transmigrated!
Early in the morning, with messy hair, Qiao Wan sat on the bed and silently organized her thoughts.
She had transmigrated and become a vicious supporting female character named Qiao Wan. She had been abused, leveled up, abused again, leveled up again, and finally sacrificed heroically. And now, she had transmigrated back, with the bonus of spiritual power.
Thinking about my seniors, thinking about my father, thinking about Elder Martial Brother, thinking about Xie Xingzhi , Xiao Boyang , Little Fang, and Senior Uncle Li... thinking about all these ancient people.
Qiao Wan lay in bed, hugging her blanket, lost in thought for a good half hour.
She died?
Did she come back because in the end, she achieved the fate of being torn apart by demons as a supporting character?
Saying that she wasn't disappointed would be a lie, but when her gaze fell upon the pink canopy on her bed, Qiao Wan felt a bit enchanted and... inexplicable.
Her roommate, seeing that she hadn't moved, popped her head out and called to her, "Qiao Wan , get up!"
She spent a few yuan at the canteen to buy a steamed bun and a tea egg. As she walked on the road, Qiao Wan couldn't help but feel a bit dreamy.
While on one hand, she was still battling demons and monsters in the demon realm, on the other hand, she had turned into a sexy and lively college girl on her way to the teaching building. This contrast, one has to admit, was quite significant.
Three days later, Qiao Wan completely accepted the reality. First, she had a video call with her parents. Watching her parents on the screen, her nose tingled and she couldn't help but cry. After wiping away her tears, she went to classes as usual, living her life like an ordinary college girl.
Until today, when she finished taking a shower and sat in front of the table blow-drying her hair, her roommate curiously looked at her arm and asked if it was okay.
"It's fine, just a little scratch. It only looks scary on the video because of the angle."
In reality, compared to the injuries she received in the world of cultivation, the hot pot incident was nothing.
Her roommate didn't doubt her. She just sighed in surprise, not expecting that Qiao Wan had also trained in the past. Then she turned her head and sighed again, this time about the upcoming 800-meter physical test.
"Qiao Wan, is your arm okay? Do you want to apply for an exemption from the test?"
Qiao Wan pursed her lips and shook her head. "No need. It's too late now, I'll have to make it up later. It's too much trouble."
In the dormitory, there were only her and Zhang Wenqing. Their two other roommates had something to do with the student union. The two of them were not studious and never got into the student union. After she finished drying her hair, Zhang Wenqing pulled her to go to the East Gate for a meal.
"Fried rice? Fried noodles? Rice with toppings?"
"How about bubble tea?"
Bubble tea!! She hadn't had bubble tea in over forty years! Thinking of this, Qiao Wan suddenly felt melancholic. She quickly put on a straight face, showing no change in expression, and without hesitation, she agreed, "Okay!"
Walking on the road, holding a cup of bubble tea, Qiao Wan suddenly felt her body and mind being healed. She temporarily stopped thinking about the matters in the world of cultivation. She took a sip of the ice-capped red tea with milk, and as she looked around, there was suddenly a commotion ahead.
Faintly mixed with a girl's scream.
"Pervert... taking pictures... taking pictures under my skirt and stuff."
Immediately followed by the sharp honking of an electric scooter, a man in his twenties hurriedly straddled the electric scooter and rushed out from the crowd!
Qiao Wan's expression suddenly turned cold. She shoved the milk tea in her hand into Zhang Wenqing's hand and quickly chased after him!
"Hey! Qiao Wan!" Zhang Wenqing was stunned for a moment, sweating in panic. "Don't chase him! Be careful!"
The electric scooter was going fast and there was no way to catch up!
However, Qiao Wan's figure in pink dashed out as if she was flying, matching the speed of the electric scooter.
The crowd gasped in astonishment as they watched. This girl, who seemed to have appeared out of nowhere, suddenly leaped up and kicked the moving electric scooter, flipping it over!
In the chaos, someone quickly took out their phone and started recording.
The man panicked and tried to brake, his feet touching the ground to stabilize himself, but he couldn't stop the momentum. The electric scooter toppled over, and he was pinned underneath it.
Qiao Wan, with a cold look in her eyes, kicked his electric scooter away and lifted the man up, forcefully snatching the camera from his arms and pulling out the memory card. The man was about to curse when he saw the dark pupils of the girl in front of him, suddenly feeling a strange sense of pressure...
Just like... just like the kind of killing intent described in novels...
He trembled and his body went limp.
The crowd slowly gathered around, shocked by the sight of this girl in a pink teddy bear pajama squatting on the ground. She grabbed her light blue plastic flower slippers and stood up, dragging the man back.
The overturned electric scooter on the ground had a deep dent on its body.
Holy cow! Such terrifying strength!
The girl had fair skin, double eyelids, black pupils, and eyes as clear and beautiful as autumn water. She appeared clean and refined, as cold as a moonlit night.
Though she was only wearing a pink teddy bear pajama, she exuded the aura of ancient costumes.
In the midst of the crowd's confusion, someone suddenly shouted, "Hey, isn't that the person from the confession wall?"
"Who?!"
"You know, that Qiao Wan from the 17th Management major!"
Surprised, Qiao Wan felt a twinge in her heart and furrowed her brow. Pretending to be calm, she asked the people around her, "Did anyone call the police? We should call them first."
It took a moment for the people around her to react, but quickly they took out their phones and called the police.
When the police car arrived at the scene, they were taken aback at the sight of the dented electric scooter.
"Did you do this?" a male police officer asked her incredulously.
Feeling somewhat guilty, Qiao Wan replied with a sigh, "...... Yes, I did."
"Wow, you've got quite some strength," the male police officer praised her with a smile. He asked her to get into the police car, and Zhang Wenqing, who had come running with a cup of milk tea, was also asked to join them.
Once they escaped the crowd, finished giving their statements, and returned, it was nearly midnight. Fortunately, while they were at the police station, a kind and beautiful female police officer had not forgotten to order takeout for them to eat.
Qiao Wan had a feeling when she returned to her dormitory, so she quickly climbed onto her bed and silently avoided her roommate's questions.
Oh no.
Lying on her pillow, Qiao Wan looked up at the sky and immediately felt despair when she thought about the bloody battle she might face tomorrow.
Pills!!
The next day, the physical fitness test came as scheduled. As soon as she arrived at the playground, as expected, her enthusiastic classmates surrounded her, talking about the last video and the latest viral video from yesterday.
"Oh my gosh, Qiao Wan , do you know you've become really popular?"
"People have been sharing it on Weibo and Apple videos! It's even on TikTok!"
Weibo? TikTok?
This development stunned Qiao Wan for a moment. When she took her classmate's phone and looked at it, she saw that the number of likes had already surpassed three million.
In the video, the girl's eyes were icy, focused, and she ran through the night market with her blue flip-flops making a loud slapping sound. Her pink bear pajamas flew up as she moved, each action clean and swift, like flowing water.
No ordinary person could jump so high and fast.
"Grass, is there really such a thing as lightness skills in this world?!"
"Oh my god, which sect does this young lady belong to?"
"I've pressed down the Newton coffin board!!"
"Is it fake? Is it edited? How can a normal person defy gravity like this?"
The comments were quickly flooded, and even the Weibo marketing accounts quickly followed suit. By the time Qiao Wan opened it, it was already trending.
It read: "From Emei Sect, a female college student."
