The Entry-plundering Demon Hunter

RING RING RING—

Late at night, a phone rang urgently.

It rang in the principal’s office.

Tang Baichuan hadn’t left the school.

Tonight was a life-or-death battle for Xingwu University.

As the principal, he had decided to stay and fight to the death.

"Hello?"

After a long moment, he picked up the phone.

A cold glint flashed in his eyes, and his brow furrowed slightly.

"Yes, proceed as planned. Notify the Xingwu Guard. Prepare for battle!"

After hanging up, Tang Baichuan changed into a trench coat.

He walked straight out of his office.

The moment he stepped out the door, he saw dozens of people in red robes standing in the hallway.

Tang Baichuan shot them a cold glance.

"The enemy’s horn has sounded. Are your weapons ready to taste blood?"

"Yes, they are!"

Tang Baichuan chuckled and nodded. "Then let them drink their fill. Let the battle begin!"

SWISH SWISH SWISH—

Just as Tang Baichuan’s voice fell,

the red-robed figures in the hallway all vanished from where they stood.

Only Tang Baichuan remained, standing alone in the desolate corridor.

The corners of his mouth lifted slightly as he took out his phone and dialed a number.

After a long pause, the call connected.

"Hello?"

Tang Qinru’s voice came through the phone.

"Daughter, were you sleeping?" Tang Baichuan’s tone immediately shifted into that of a doting father.

He spoke in a careful, quiet voice.

Tang Qinru sounded a little impatient on the other end.

"Even if I was, you’ve woken me up now!"

"Hehe, I just missed you a little. Wanted to hear the sound of your voice!"

"Alright, if there’s nothing else, you should get back to sleep!"

After saying this, Tang Baichuan was about to hang up.

But Tang Qinru seemed to realize something was wrong.

She quickly said, "Wait. Old Tang, what’s going on?"

"Calling me in the middle of the night... did something happen?"

Given Tang Baichuan’s personality, he was usually very considerate of Tang Qinru’s feelings.

He would never call and disturb her at night.

He knew that because of her work,

his daughter was either working or resting.

Therefore, he would never call at night. Even if he really missed her, he would call during the day.

But today, Tang Baichuan was acting strangely, calling her at night.

He was even saying some inexplicable things.

Tang Qinru immediately sensed that something was off.

Hearing her, Tang Baichuan laughed. "It’s nothing. I just missed you and wanted to hear your voice!"

"Impossible. What’s really going on? If you don’t tell me, I’m coming to find you right now. You’re still at the school, right?" Tang Qinru pressed.

"Hmm? How did you know?"

Tang Baichuan was taken aback, finding it a bit strange himself.

"Your voice sounds a little echoey, and I can hear your footsteps... like you’re in a hallway, right?" Tang Qinru continued.

"As expected of my daughter, you pick up on the smallest details!"

"Yes, something’s come up at the school today that I need to handle personally."

"Alright, I can’t talk anymore. I have to get busy!"

After Tang Baichuan finished speaking, he hung up the phone.

By now, he had reached the ground floor and walked out of the office building.

He looked up at the night sky.

It was dark and overcast, with no moonlight. A shivering breeze brought a chill to the air.

Tang Baichuan pocketed his phone.

SHING—

A great saber had appeared in his hand.

His gaze instantly sharpened, shedding the amiable expression he usually wore as principal.

A chilling killing intent emanated from his eyes.

"Principal!"

"Principal, why are you out here?"

"Principal Tang, you can leave this to us! You don’t need to risk coming out!"

Outside, Old Qiao and a few members of the Xingwu Guard hurried over.

Tang Baichuan glanced at them. "Enough. Tonight’s battle is of great importance!"

"The safety of our students is at stake. They are coming for them.

As their principal, how could I not protect them?"

"Old Qiao, what’s the status of our deployment?"

Old Qiao hurried over and nodded. "Principal Tang, everything is in place. As long as those people dare to show themselves, we’ll make sure they never leave!"

Hearing this, Tang Baichuan couldn’t help but laugh.

"’Never leave’? Don’t be so overconfident. The fact that they can attack four universities—our Xingwu, the Martial Alliance, Lanshan, and Dragon Tiger—all at once proves they have the strength to back it up!"

"Tonight’s battle is a matter of life and death. Are you afraid?"

Tang Baichuan looked at the Xingwu Guard, his tone calm.

As he finished speaking, all the members of the Xingwu Guard shook their heads.

"No..."

These members of the Xingwu Guard were all graduates of Xingwu University.

Some had volunteered to stay and join the Xingwu Guard.

Others were those who hadn’t made it into the Demon Hunting Bureau and were taken in by Tang Baichuan.

That was how the Xingwu Guard was gradually formed and grew to its current size.

Tang Baichuan’s eyes glinted as he looked at them. He chuckled and nodded. "Facing death, who can say they’re not afraid? Even I’m afraid!"

"After all, being alive is better than being dead... I hear the Yellow Springs Road is pitch black!"

"Not a glimmer of light. So, for any brother who gets there first, wait for the rest of us on the road!"

"Let’s travel together and walk the Yellow Springs Road as one!"

"Kill—"

"Kill—"

"Kill—"

In an instant, the morale of the Xingwu Guard was ignited.

Their eyes filled with killing intent.

Death no longer seemed so terrifying.

Tang Baichuan nodded and was the first to head toward the school’s field.

The other members of the Xingwu Guard all scattered.

They went to their assigned areas, preparing to face the men in black...

「In the dormitory.」

Lin Yi stood at the window, gazing into the darkness outside.

The wind was strong tonight, carrying a hint of chill.

"It’s almost autumn. The weather is changing so fast!"

Wei Nan said, watching TV from the sofa.

Next to him lay a long staff.

Clearly, he and Lin Yi had no intention of hiding in their dorm tonight.

They were just waiting for something to happen before they charged out.

Lin Yi glanced back at him. "Then why aren’t you wearing more? Aren’t you afraid of catching a cold from the draft?"

"That’s a laugh! This young master’s body is as strong as an ox. You think I’m afraid of catching a cold?"

"By the way, are those guys actually coming or not? It’s already past eleven!"

Wei Nan glanced at the time on the TV.

He was getting impatient.

Lin Yi shook his head. He wasn’t sure if anything would happen tonight either.

However, he could see the Xingwu Guard downstairs, all prepared for battle.

’There’s an eighty percent chance that men in black, or perhaps demonic beasts, are about to attack this place.’

"Let’s just wait. What’s coming will come,"

Lin Yi said, a faint smile playing on his lips as a look of anticipation flickered in his eyes.

「In the dormitories of the school’s other districts.」

Everyone was ready for battle.

This was especially true for Districts 7, 8, and 9.

These three dormitory districts housed students who came from the Old District.

And yet, they were the most eager to prepare for battle.

Eight people to a dorm room, they automatically formed small squads.

They all grabbed their weapons and put on their battle attire.

Just waiting for tonight’s events to unfold...

"Do you guys think the top scholar will fight today?"

Suddenly, Little Fatty spoke up, his face full of worry.

His other roommates all glanced at him.

"I don’t think the top scholar is at school, right? I haven’t seen him in ages!"

"He’s back! I saw him from a distance at school yesterday. He’s back!"

"The top scholar is back? That’s great!"

"As long as the top scholar is at school tonight, he’ll definitely join the fight!"

"Yeah, yeah! As long as the top scholar is fighting, I won’t be worried about a thing!"

"Hmph, at a critical moment like this, it’s still up to us martial arts candidates from the Old District. Those local students are all too scared to even leave their rooms!"

"Alright, let’s not talk like that. I think this battle is a good thing. If we can help the school fight this off, those local students won’t dare to say anything about us anymore!"

"Right! For the glory of the martial arts candidates from the Old District, let’s give it our all!"

"No one is allowed to be missing tomorrow morning! Everyone, assemble at the cafeteria!"

"Not a single one of you can be missing. You all have to come back alive..."

The eight people in the dorm exchanged glances.

Then they moved closer, put their hands together, and gave each other words of encouragement.

The same scene was playing out in the dormitories of all the students from the Old District.

They had grown up in harsh, dangerous environments since childhood.

Especially at night, death was a constant threat.

Now that something like this was happening in the New District,

it was something they were already accustomed to.

Even during the recent Demon Hunting, it was these students from the Old District who had formed teams and gone out.

Something big was going to happen at the school tonight. Although they didn’t know what it was,

their warrior hearts had never been extinguished.

For them, the moment they received their admission letters to a Martial Arts University,

their mission of eighteen years was already complete.

Their parents and families had been brought to the New District and were now living comfortable lives without worry.

They didn’t have to worry about their parents’ old age.

Therefore, in tonight’s battle, they felt no pressure or burden.

Compared to these martial arts candidates from the Old District,

the local students were terrified.

The oppressive atmosphere of the night had them all hiding in their dorms, anxious and on edge.

They were even discussing what to do if something really did happen,

debating whether or not to go out and help...

Time ticked by, second by second.

23:51.

Beneath a streetlight outside the school, a figure in a black robe appeared.

He wore a hood, his head bowed slightly.

Shadows obscured the lower half of his face.

Then, more black-robed figures appeared, one after another.

Soon, they filled the entire street.

After a long moment, they slowly raised their heads. Their expressionless faces were eerily calm.

But their eyes were as if they were bloodshot.

They were crimson red, like the eyes of wild beasts emerging from the mountains.

AWOO—

Suddenly, a piercing roar shattered the silence of the night.

The black-robed figures went berserk, sprinting madly toward the school.

Their movements were fluid, their steps agile.

Even the school gates and walls couldn’t stop them; they leaped over them with ease.

One by one, they landed inside the walls.

Upon landing, they didn’t pause for a moment.

After absorbing the impact, they sprinted rapidly deeper into the school grounds.

They were silent, save for the chaotic thud of their footsteps echoing across the school’s field.

The men in black had clear targets. They charged toward the various dormitory buildings.

Until a deep voice echoed across the school.

"Kill—"