My Mosquito Clones Are on a Killing Spree

Chapter 137 - 88: Entering the Tomb



He nodded thoughtfully, then shook his head decisively.

"Since he’s not a Martial Artist yet, this tomb expedition will be too dangerous for him. For his own safety, it’s better if he doesn’t participate."

Wang Yiming’s unspoken message was clear.

If the school wasn’t intentionally nurturing a promising talent like Lin Yi.

He wouldn’t even want to bring along a First-Grade Martial Artist like Lin Yi.

Let alone another burden who wasn’t even a Martial Artist.

Lin Yi hurriedly tried to make a case for Luo Qian.

"Principal, Senior Wang, the dirty thing inside Luo Qian came from a tomb, after all. Although it’s hindering his Cultivation, maybe... maybe it has some special sensitivity or resistance to the tomb’s environment? What if it could play some unexpected role during the expedition?"

He was trying to persuade the two of them from a utilitarian perspective.

Chen Zhenguo pondered for a moment, lightly tapping his fingers on the desk twice before finally nodding.

"Hmm... What you said isn’t without reason. Alright, we’ll bring him along."

"Besides, based on preliminary scouting, the assessed danger level for this tomb expedition isn’t high. With one more person, we’ll just have to be a bit more careful."

Seeing that Chen Zhenguo had made the final decision, Wang Yiming, despite his lingering reservations, could only swallow his words and say no more.

And so, the matter was settled.

Chen Zhenguo went over a few more points of caution.

They agreed to gather at the school plaza at 8 AM sharp the next morning to depart.

Lin Yi stood up, took his leave, and left the principal’s office, which was thick with a heavy atmosphere.

Back in the classroom.

Lin Yi walked straight to the seat next to Luo Qian and sat down.

"Luo!" he said in a low voice, a hint of a smile on his face. "You actually guessed right! The school really is organizing a team to help Wang Yiming with a tomb excavation!"

Luo Qian’s eyes lit up instantly. He leaned forward and asked eagerly:

"So? I told you! Did the school have you join the team?"

Lin Yi nodded.

"The principal personally named me to go along for the experience."

Luo Qian’s heart jumped into his throat, and his voice grew tight.

"Then... what about me? Did you ask for me? What did the principal say?"

"It’s done!" Lin Yi didn’t keep him in suspense, giving him the reassurance he needed. "Get ready. We meet at the school plaza at eight tomorrow morning. Don’t be late!"

"YES!!! Lin!!" The immense surprise almost made Luo Qian leap out of his seat. He excitedly grabbed Lin Yi’s arm, his voice trembling. "You’re a true friend! A real one! I owe you for this!"

After telling Luo Qian the news.

Lin Yi didn’t stay long in the noisy classroom.

He left quietly.

He found a quiet, secluded corner on the vast campus—under an old, leafy locust tree.

Sitting cross-legged with his back against the thick trunk, Lin Yi slowly closed his eyes.

’The operation doesn’t start until tomorrow.’

’Not a single second of today can be wasted!’

’Time to continue my Bone Tempering!’

As he settled into a cross-legged position.

In the tube-like apartment complex.

The Mosquito Avatar immediately sprang into action, efficiently absorbing the Medicinal Power of the Bone Tempering Pills.

A stream of pure, gentle energy, like a trickling brook, ignored the distance and flowed continuously back to Lin Yi’s main body.

He began his Cultivation with single-minded focus.

A day passed in the blink of an eye.

「The next day, at the crack of dawn.」

Lin Yi was already geared up and ready to go.

He carried his Owl Dragon Long Spear, put on his Martial Arts Uniform, and headed to school.

After a full day of Cultivation yesterday, he had refined another four torso bones.

His total number of tempered bones reached 42.

He was only nine bones away from breaking through to Second Grade.

He hurried to the school.

For this operation, Lin Yi had brought his Mosquito Avatar along.

After all, he would need the Mosquito Avatar’s Tracking skill to search for treasures.

However, this meant that the thousand-plus Bone Tempering Pills hidden at home were left unguarded.

’Hope my place doesn’t get robbed.’

As soon as he arrived at the school plaza.

The scene before him secretly alarmed him.

The school had clearly spared no expense for this operation!

Figures dotted the plaza, their auras heavy and focused.

A total of fifteen teachers had been mobilized!

Leading them was none other than Principal Chen Zhenguo. He stood with his hands clasped behind his back, his presence as solid and imposing as a mountain.

Beside him were four others: two vice-principals, the dean of academic affairs, and the dean of political education.

These five were all formidable Martial Dao experts of the Fourth Grade Realm!

Besides them.

Ten more teachers with formidable auras stood solemnly to the side—every single one of them a Third-Grade Martial Artist!

Teacher Zhang Quan, who had taught Lin Yi spear techniques and looked out for him, was also among them.

This was a deluxe lineup that had practically exhausted all of Yang City No. 1 High School’s top martial power!

It was clear how much importance the school placed on helping Wang Yiming with this trip.

Seeing this, alarm bells rang faintly in Lin Yi’s mind.

With a thought, his Mosquito Avatar immediately took flight, rapidly ascending to a height of over ten meters and hovering there cautiously.

Although the Mosquito Avatar could conceal its Demon Qi and was optically invisible, it wasn’t foolproof.

Scent, heat, heartbeat...

These vital signs couldn’t be eliminated yet.

Even the subtle air currents stirred by the vibration of its wings during flight were hard to avoid.

At the very least, Lin Yi’s own Spiritual Nose Spirit Essence could detect its presence from a certain distance.

The plaza was teeming with experts.

Lin Yi didn’t dare to be the least bit careless.

He had to keep the Mosquito Avatar at a sufficient safe distance.

If some highly vigilant teacher were to notice something amiss and decide to vanquish the demon, the loss would be too great.

He composed himself, gripped his long spear, and strode towards the assembled group.

At that moment, in the center of the crowd, Wang Yiming was speaking in low tones with several school leaders.

He stood tall and straight, his expression conveying a calm confidence, as if he had everything under control.

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