Yu Wen Baji froze. "Good point. You’re one damn insidious bastard. And for the record, I’m Baji, as in the domineering and mighty Fangtian Halberd. Don’t go making up damn nicknames."

"Okay, Xiaoji..."

Yu Fei’s brow furrowed as he listened. ’If I really ended up with an un-fading green head, I’d probably have to wear a mask in public even if I became a Martial Saint!’

He remembered that the guy with the glasses had a red talent. When the time came, he would have to deal with that guy, too.

Yu Fei found battle chariot No. 126. Before he could do anything, the massive vehicle’s hatch suddenly opened, and a smiling boy jumped down. His arms were so long they almost reached his knees.

"My name is Cha Qizhe. I’m also on chariot No. 126. Welcome!"

As he spoke, he moved to help Yu Fei with his luggage.

"Thanks, but I can get it myself. I’m Yu Fei!"

"No need to be so formal! It’s fate that we’ve met. I just got here a bit before you!"

Seeing that Yu Fei was insistent, he immediately opened a storage compartment on the bottom right side of the chariot and motioned for Yu Fei to put his luggage inside.

Once the luggage was stowed, he enthusiastically beckoned Yu Fei onto the chariot.

This guy had the kind of personality that got chummy with you instantly. Another boy was already sitting inside the chariot, resting with his eyes closed, utterly silent.

Although the battle chariot was enormous on the outside, the interior cabin was relatively small and completely sealed off, with only two small windows to see out of. Two rows of padded seats faced each other, and Yu Fei sat down on the opposite side.

He swept his Reversing Destiny Vision over them. The two were red and orange. Cha Qizhe was the red one.

’It seems that if an orange talent is focused entirely on cultivation, it’s enough to support a Martial Artist in reaching the level of a Celestial Pride.’

’But if it’s like Ye Feng’s, with the talent’s main abilities all buffing his looks, he wouldn’t even be able to touch the threshold of a Quasi-Celestial Pride.’

"You saw that purple-haired punk, right? I did some asking around. That guy is two years above us. They say he’s one of the tyrants from Shenhan University. Super arrogant, but incredibly strong. He even killed a Grandmaster from one of the other races. Oh, right, you know about the other races, don’t you? They have them over in the Abyss... I heard the girls at Tianwen University are top-tier. I really want to go there, but my mom wants me to go to Yuqing University instead..."

Before two minutes were up, Yu Fei finally understood why the other guy was resting with his eyes closed. It was just too damn loud—like being surrounded by a flock of quacking ducks. To make matters worse, this Cha Qizhe fellow kept leaning in closer, creating a sense of extreme discomfort, both physically and psychologically.

He couldn’t find a single opportunity to interrupt him. Just as he reached his breaking point, someone else arrived. Cha Qizhe hurriedly opened the hatch and jumped down.

Yu Fei quickly moved over next to the boy on the opposite bench, leaving one row of seats completely empty. He was about to close his eyes and rest when he saw the boy next to him open his eyes. The two exchanged a look, and both could see the shared exasperation in the other’s eyes.

"My name is Cha Qizhe, also from chariot 126, welcome! Let me help you!"

They heard Cha Qizhe’s enthusiastic voice.

"Get lost!" The voice belonged to a girl. Yu Fei fought to hold back his laughter.

"Er..." Cha Qizhe froze on the spot. After a moment’s shock, he opened the bottom compartment again, wanting to help her put away her luggage.

"I said... get lost!" The voice was ice-cold and murderous.

This time, Yu Fei couldn’t hold it in. He and the boy next to him both let out a quiet chuckle. Seeing that the two of them were about to board, they quickly closed their eyes and leaned back.

After the four of them were seated, a voice came from the speaker above their heads.

"Hello, students. This vehicle is now at capacity. We are preparing for departure. Please be ready."

Immediately, the engine let out a roar. The vehicle seemed to make a wide turn before speeding away.

Cha Qizhe, apparently unwilling to give up, finally couldn’t resist speaking up.

"Classmate, did you know—"

"Get lost!"

Yu Fei had undergone professional training. He didn’t laugh!