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Yukeni sat up straight, her fair little face taut, her fingers unconsciously gripping the speech script so tightly, she almost poked a hole through it. Anyone could see how nervous she was. Continue reading at My Virtual Library Empire

"You seem really nervous?"

This was the first time Xu Yi had seen Yukeni like this, and he found it particularly amusing.

The Iceberg Empress Yukeni, who could keep her composure even in the face of surging strangeness, was now so nervous over a mere public lecture.

Xu Yi silently regretted not bringing a camera. Otherwise, capturing this dark piece of history would have been perfect for blackmailing Yukeni.

"How is that possible! Are you joking?"

Yukeni's main trait was a mouth as tough as diamond.

In fact, Yukeni had suffered from insomnia the night before, thinking about the open class and reciting the speech script over and over.

Speaking in front of a crowd was something she had never done before.

"That's really too bad, if you're nervous, I was thinking of giving you a tip," Xu Yi sighed regretfully.

"I'm free anyway, let's hear it!" Yukeni said seemingly nonchalantly, but she was all ears.

"Just imagine everyone down there as strangeness, then give it another try."

Xu Yi began to impart the "Attention Diversion Technique."

At that moment, the school bell rang, signifying the start of the open class.

Yukeni stood up reflexively and subconsciously used the method Xu Yi had taught her.

"They're all strangeness below! They're all strangeness below!" She mentally hypnotized herself and used some kind of secret technique.

Suddenly, the crowd below began to emit a thick dark aura.

Yukeni's eyes lit up; the method was actually effective, and she suddenly didn't feel nervous at all.

She casually tossed away the speech script and confidently walked to the center podium.

She clenched her fist and smashed it onto the podium, the wooden structure instantly splintering into pieces. The force of the punch did not diminish as it hit the steel frame of the platform below, spreading cracks outward.

"Listen up, or I'll slaughterr you all!"

Yukeni used her usual tactic for dealing with strangeness.

The whole room fell silent.

Xu Yi covered his face; the method was very effective, but maybe a little too much so.

Yukeni scanned the audience, her formidable presence overflowing, causing everyone to feel a bit suffocated, looking at her with solemn expressions.

Suddenly, Xu Yi's eyes sparkled. If Yukeni followed the same path as Hekaseth, it would surely be a failure.

She was neither as amiable as the other appeared to be, nor as experienced.

Now, going against the grain and using her own strength as the "selling point" was also a strategy. It was like a blind cat running into a dead mouse.

"It is your honor to attend my open class..."

Yukeni was fully into her role, even spontaneously changing the content of the speech script, which originally should have started with "I am very honored to be standing here to give you all an open class...".

The people below, listening to Yukeni's "passionate" lecture, were all fully engaged. To be precise, they were like facing a formidable enemy.

They had no choice but to be on high alert. The moment anyone's attention wavered, Yukeni's gaze would sweep over them, the overwhelming presence of the exorcist bearing down, making them break out in a cold sweat instantly.

The short half-hour lecture felt like a form of torture under Yukeni's command.

Not far away, Norvi also saw this scene and secretly rejoiced.

This method of lecturing was pushing students away, wasn't it? It seemed his great-grandmother was sure to win!

After the lecture, there were ten minutes of rest.

Yukeni returned to her seat in the back, her overwhelming aura vanished, leaving the crowd to sigh in relief and begin whispering amongst themselves:

"I didn't expect Professor Yukeni to be so powerful, I'm actually considering taking her class now."

"Indeed, Professor Hekaseth may have rich teaching experience, but isn't strength the most important thing? If one doesn't possess strength themselves, how can they teach others to be strong?"

"That's the truth..."

Yukeni had already snapped out of her self-hypnosis state. She remembered her own performance just now and looked visibly uneasy. However, upon hearing the discussions below, her back straightened instantly.

That's right! She was stronger than that old witch Hekaseth!

Norvi, hearing the conversations below, felt so distressed he wanted to vomit blood. Could this really be happening?

"Don't worry!" Hekaseth patted Norvi's shoulder, "This is actually quite easy to solve."

She stepped forward, and an aura every bit as imposing as Yukeni's burst forth. It lasted only a brief second, but that was enough.

The chatting students turned their heads abruptly, only to find that the source of the aura was Heksis, and surprise showed on their faces.@@novelbin@@

"Great-grandmother, you always have a way!"

Norvi was overjoyed at the foot of the stage, while Yukeni on the stage had a gloom on her face so thick it seemed water could drip from it.

"It's okay, we still have our trump card."

Xu Yi consoled in a soft voice, smiling as he picked up a case from beside his feet and opened it to reveal rows of golden potions, "First-stage Dragon Blood Warrior potion!"

...

Aiden Hotel.

Emma rubbed her neck, feeling an unusual soreness there, but she couldn't recall how it happened.

She remembered that she was delivering a meal to a guest when she accidentally slipped, hit her head on the door frame, and then passed out.

The kind guest had even helped her to the resting room.

"That person seemed quite handsome!"

While thinking, Emma changed out of her work uniform and stepped out of the changing room.

"Emma, are you off work?" A colleague coming to take over greeted her.

Emma was about to respond when she suddenly felt an unusual heat in her throat, she exhaled a breath of warm air, unable to speak, and could only smile and nod her head.

Her colleague smelled a faint warm scent carrying a pleasant floral fragrance, "Emma, did you change perfumes recently? It smells quite nice, what brand is it?"

Emma was stunned for a moment; she had overslept that day and had barely managed to put on some makeup, completely forgetting to apply perfume. She shook her head, "I didn't put on any perfume today."

As her colleague watched Emma's retreating figure, she muttered resentfully, "What's with the attitude? Just because she changed perfumes doesn't mean she can't share the brand!"

After walking a few steps, the colleague felt discomfort in her throat, she tightened her clothing around her. The weather was getting colder recently; she hoped she wouldn't catch a cold.

Emma waited for the bus by the stop, and passersby glanced her way, all drawn by the enticing aroma.

Even after Emma boarded the bus and left, the scent lingered on.

The bus, carrying Emma, wove through the city's streets, with the rich fragrance continuously spreading farther, the bus like a moving source of the scent.

The fragrance dispersed at an alarming rate, and everyone who smelled it began to feel a burning sensation in their throats; their breath also carried a hint of the fragrance.

Emma got off the bus but didn't go home; her throat was not just burning, her entire body felt excessively hot.

She touched her forehead only to be startled by how cold it felt, like a block of ice.

Staggering into the hospital, she registered for emergency care. Her exhaled scent was so strong it was almost choking, causing the people around her to cover their noses and retreat.

Suddenly, Emma began to cough violently, covering her mouth in panic. After a moment, when the coughing subsided, she looked at her hand in shock.

On her hand was a greenish viscous liquid that appeared to be her blood!