chapter 4 I want to die to fulfill your wish

"Fedra, I'm fine."
"Thanks for caring."
Elias said, looking at the girl in front of him, feeling a warm sense of gratitude.
Ever since he became a martial arts cultivator unable to cultivate, all the female students in Moon Academy treated him like a plague.
Only Fedra took the initiative to show concern and encouragement.
In the previous life, Elias always considered Fedra as a good friend.
It wasn't until later, during the pursuit of Elias by Naoki and Eira, that Fedra appeared and took a sword for Elias, revealing her feelings for him.
"Elias, here are the class notes I recorded over the past few days. Take them back and review them."
Fedra handed Elias a vivid green Crystal Stone.
It was called the Recording Stone, which could record sound.
"Thank you, Fedra."
Elias said gratefully, looking directly into Fedra's beautiful eyes.
"It's nothing... it's what fellow students should do. I have something to attend to; I'll go now."
Under Elias's gaze, Fedra's delicate and rosy cheeks turned red. She hurriedly made an excuse and left.
"Hehe, is this just what fellow students should do?"
"Although I still don't understand why you're so good to me, I appreciate the kindness."
"In this lifetime, I vow to keep you safe and happy forever!"
Elias watched Fedra's graceful figure, her slightly flustered steps, and thought to himself.
"I don't know what kind of luck this waste has!"
"Fedra is so good to him!"
The onlookers, full of envy and jealousy, whispered.
"Useless bugger!"
"Give me the Recording Stone!"
Suddenly, a tall student blocked Elias, loudly demanding.
"We're in for a show!"
"Arnav is going to bully Elias again!"
The students who were about to leave stopped in their tracks, casting curious glances at the scene.
Arnav Wu was well-known as one of Fedra's admirers.
Unfortunately, Fedra had never looked at him directly.
Elias raised his head, his calm gaze staring directly at Arnav, giving off a sense of calm that was tinged with danger.
"This waste seems a bit different today."
Arnav couldn't help but be stunned.
After Elias became a martial arts cultivator unable to cultivate, Arnav had bullied him many times.
Each time, he saw helplessness and anger in Elias's eyes.
Today, what he saw was a terrifying calmness.
"Waste, hand over the Recording Stone immediately."
"The belongings of Fedra are not something a waste like you can possess."
"Also..."
"I have warned you multiple times not to have any contact with Fedra, and you dare to ignore my warning."
"Now, you have two choices."
"First, crawl between my feet and then get beaten by me."
"Second, let me beat you ruthlessly first, and then crawl between my feet."
Arnav revealed a mocking expression, and his tall figure closed in on Elias.
With a Second Level of Body Refinement strength, dealing with a waste who couldn't cultivate martial arts was a piece of cake.
"Waste it was Osamu Ye, the young master of your Ye Family, who ordered me to do this."
"So, be enlightened."
Arnav suddenly leaned forward, showing a sinister smile, whispering in Elias's ear.
The reason Arnav had repeatedly troubled Elias was Osamu's idea!
"If you want to die"
"I'll fulfill your wish."
Suddenly, Elias's gaze turned extremely cold, and his tone became icy.
A terrifying murderous intent emanated, causing the temperature in the surrounding space to drop instantly.
Although Elias had been reborn, there was still a trace of the Heavenly Emperor's soul power lingering in him, making it formidable.
At this moment, Arnav felt like he was being targeted by a dangerous beast, and he was scared, retreating repeatedly.
"Waste, you..."
Arnav was furious.
However, before he could finish speaking, a fist rapidly enlarged his pupils, smashing toward his face.
Bang!
Arnav wanted to dodge, but the fist was too fast, hitting his nose squarely.
Bang...
Arnav's body flew horizontally, crashing violently on the distant ground. His head tilted, and he passed out.
Expressionless, Elias turned and walked away.
How could this be?
Behind him, pairs of eyes filled with disbelief stared in horror at Elias's departing figure.
"Doyle, it's time to settle our scores."
Elias walked briskly towards a direction in the academy, his gaze icy.
Meanwhile...
On a busy path in Moon Academy:
Bang!
A dull sound echoed as a figure tumbled away.
The body left a long mark on the ground before finally coming to a stop six or seven meters away.
This was a robust teenager, his face covered in blood, and his clothes torn to shreds.
"Your bones are quite tough!"
A smug teenager in blue sneered, shaking his fist while looking at the fallen robust youth.
All around, students gathered to watch the commotion.
"Doyle, what did I do to offend you? Why are you resorting to violence?"
The robust youth on the ground, named Hakan, wiped the blood from his face, questioning indignantly.
Hakan was a student at Moon Academy.
After Elias became unable to cultivate martial arts, one of the few willing to associate with him and consider him a friend.
The one who attacked was Doyle.
He was the core descendant of the Qin family in Moon City!
Previously, he was the one who injured Elias, leading to Elias being carried back to Ye Family on a stretcher.
"Offend me?"
"You, trash, have the guts to offend me?"
"If anyone's to blame, it's you for getting so close to Elias, that waste. It irks me."
Doyle's voice was filled with mockery.
"To deal with this kind of trash, you've got to beat them to a pulp!"
"Daring to associate with that waste Elias, it's just seeking death!"
Behind Doyle stood six or seven arrogant-looking teenagers.
All of these youths were also descendants of the Qin family!
"Doyle, you've gone too far!"
Hakan roared.
"Damn, you dare to talk back!"
"Alright, let me see how tough your bones are!"
Doyle charged at Hakan once again, his movements fierce and powerful.
"Doyle, you're too much! I'll fight you with everything I've got!"
Filled with rage, Hakan shouted.
He then charged at Doyle with wild abandon.
However, it was futile.
Hakan was only at the First Level of Body Refinement.
While Doyle was at the Fourth Level.
The gap between them was too vast.
Bang!
Doyle punched Hakan again, sending him flying and spewing blood.
But Hakan's resistance only further infuriated Doyle.
"You worthless scum, today I'll cripple you, just like Elias, making sure you can never cultivate martial arts."
A cold, sinister expression crept onto Doyle's face.
Swish!
Doyle stamped his foot, springing forward like a coiled spring. His right fist, carrying a potent Spiritual Power, slammed towards Hakan's pubic region.
"Hakan's in trouble. If this punch lands, he's done for."
"Even if he's crippled, what does it matter? Doyle is a core member of the Qin family. Even if he beats someone to death, it's as good as dying in vain."
...
Whispers circulated among the onlooking students.
Hakan stared at Doyle's fist, radiating a powerful Spiritual Power pressure, knowing that there was no way he could evade it.
"Am I going to be crippled?"
A wave of despair surged in Hakan's heart.
He understood that with Doyle's status, even if he were beaten to death, there would be no place for him to seek justice.
In the next moment...
Bang!
A muffled sound echoed in front of him, a powerful shockwave trembling Hakan's face.
"Sorry for being late."
Then, an apologetic voice sounded beside Hakan.
"Bro Elias!"
Hakan shivered all over, quickly turning his head to see a slightly slender youth who, at some point, had already appeared by his side. There was a mysterious and reassuring smile on the youth's face.