Chapter 77: Wang Haoran Defeats All Challengers

Silence.

In his sleep, Wang Haoran dreamt of battling in an online game dungeon.

In the dream—

Wang Haoran had turned into the final boss—Archdragon King Haoran! And it was the human-formed Archdragon King Haoran!

Facing him were five warriors coming to challenge him: Luoluo Crane, Night Smile, Barbara Ling, Ke Shuang, and Xiang Yan.

Although he didn’t know why they had an extra person, it didn’t matter—he had help too.

He had the ultimate shield skill gifted by his dear friend, the once-wealthy-now-poor God of Wealth—Morax… no, now Poorax.

Seeing the five foolish challengers before him, Archdragon King Haoran spoke first.

“Mortals, cease your insolence!”

After a fierce battle.

Total defeat.

The five fallen warriors could only murmur their final words.

Luoluo Crane: “Can’t escape… fate…”

Night Smile: “Made a miscalculation…”

Ke Shuang: “Failed… expectations…”

Barbara Ling: “Can’t hear… everyone’s voices…”

Xiang Yan: “Suddenly, so thirsty…”

—The dream ended here.

The next day, nearing noon, Wang Haoran woke up.

“What kind of dream was that!”

He muttered as he dressed.

Today was the day Xia Xinyan went to register at S University, so Wang Haoran got her up too.

Once everything was ready, Wang Haoran took Xia Xinyan back to her family’s house first.

On the first day of school, her parents were coming along as well.

Wang Haoran entered holding Xia Xinyan’s hand.

Sitting on the sofa, Xia’s father turned his head, looking as if he had swallowed a bitter pill.

“Xinyan, weren’t you with Teacher Liu yesterday? Why are you back with this kid?”

“Dad, Haoran ge specially drove me back this morning! I was with Teacher Liu all night!”

“…Really?” Xia’s father felt conflicted.

The shock of realizing his precious daughter could lie still lingered, but seeing her happy smile, he wanted to believe her.

The more he thought, the more twisted his expression became. Finally, he could only glare at Wang Haoran.

“Kid, what are you doing here?”

Hearing Xia’s father’s loud voice, Wang Haoran didn’t have time to respond before Xia Xinyan spoke up.

“Dad, why are you yelling!”

“Haoran ge specially drove me back and is going to accompany me to school! He’s so nice to your daughter, you should be offering him tea!”

“Xinyan, you…” Xia’s father clutched his chest in frustration.

At this moment, Xia’s mother came to the rescue.

“Alright, dear, let’s go, it’s time to take Xinyan to school!”

“Hmph, let’s go!”

However, as they were about to get in the car, Xia’s father suddenly spoke.

“Xinyan, you ride with us! Your mom can give you some college advice on the way!”

Unexpectedly, his daughter didn’t even pause, diving into Wang Haoran’s car while replying.

“Dad, no need, Haoran ge is an excellent S University graduate, I’ll listen to him!”

Xia’s father: “…”

This daughter is my own, I can’t hit her!

***

Meanwhile, in a small village.

A young man with a straw in his mouth lay lazily on a bamboo chair, lightly shaking his leg.

“Just one more month…”

Thinking this, he glanced at a nearby grave.

“Old man, in a month, I’ll have mourned for you for three years. Then, I can leave the mountain…”

“I wonder what big city life is like now…”

Since he could remember, he had stayed in this mountain village with the old man learning medicine, never leaving.

But he had heard tales of city life’s splendors from the village chief, Uncle Li, and Widow Wang.

He yearned for it, but the old man forbade him from leaving until he mastered all his medical skills.

After diligently mastering the ancient medical knowledge, the old man suddenly passed away, leaving a wish for him to mourn for three years.

With no choice, he complied.

Finally, with the end in sight, his eagerness grew.

As they say, the hours before dawn are the hardest.

The young man stood up to prepare lunch, complaining softly.

“Old man, why did you insist I stay here for three years…”

“If I could’ve left earlier, found a pretty wife, had a chubby son, and come back to pay respects, wouldn’t that be great!”

“Sigh, whatever, just over a month left, I’ll endure it!”