The School Beauty’s Super Rogue

Chapter 1293 - 1288: Burning Bridges

"Moo!" The Elephant King’s voice became noticeably loud, and as its front legs left the ground, its trunk swung, spraying water droplets everywhere.

Swish, swish, swish!

The water droplets turned into raindrops, and it felt as if a grand feast was taking place in this space.

The Witch had been watching coldly the whole time, and as the droplets fell, a barrier of air formed around him, shielding him from all the raindrops.

He glanced at the sky and urged, "It’s getting late, let’s go."

"Yes!" At this juncture, Qin Hao could only take one last look at the Monkey King and the giant elephant.

With reluctance, he took the lead and entered the passage.

Xinmu, Vini Jones, and Ah Sang followed behind him.

The passage extended underground, yet it wasn’t the darkness imagined.

Walking within, Qin Hao caught a faint scent of the ocean.

Suddenly, a tranquil sound reached his ears, and the rough stone walls began to transform, becoming shiny.

"This is... an underwater tunnel!"

Xinmu exclaimed in surprise from behind.

Everyone present was visibly amazed.

As it turned out, they had entered a glass passageway.

The glass was transparent, emitting a faint blue glow, clearly illuminating the surroundings.

Beyond the glass, the vast ocean stretched out, with some plankton and small fish wandering about.

In the not-too-distant, an octopus playfully sprayed black ink. Further away, a shark slowly approached, gazing at the people in the passage with its large eyes through the glass.

"Damn! This glass won’t break, will it?"

Xinmu was startled and instinctively moved closer to Qin Hao’s back for protection.

Qin Hao laughed in exasperation, "If it were going to break, it would have already. There’s no reason for it to hold up until today."

Vini Jones was full of admiration, "So the second passage is underwater. Such a magnificent project isn’t just casually built. I can only say the people who constructed this passage are amazing!"

Qin Hao felt a moment of pride, thinking to himself how could someone from the Immortal Race be lacking?

Subsequently, the three continued through the glass passage, enjoying the sight of the sea life, feeling greatly at ease.

After walking for about five minutes, the passage finally ended, revealing a staircase leading upwards.

Without a second thought, Qin Hao stepped forward.

A curtain of light seemed to block the path ahead, appearing like a doorway.

"What is this mechanism, why does it feel like something out of a myth?"

Xinmu was perplexed, hesitant to touch the light curtain.

Vini Jones inspected it carefully and pondered, "This light curtain is so magical. Logically speaking, current science can’t reach this level..."

"It’s a restriction," Ah Sang, who hadn’t spoken for a long time, finally said.

"Restriction? What is that?" Both Xinmu and Vini Jones were puzzled.

Ah Sang shook her head, unsure how to explain, having only heard the Witch mention it.

"Don’t worry about what it is, just consider it the work of Immortals," Qin Hao said, walking straight into the light curtain.

After a moment of dizziness, Qin Hao found himself standing on firm stone ground. A breeze blew from ahead, with the sound of waves on either side.

He focused his gaze and realized he was standing on a reef.

Looking back, Celestial Dragon Island was just a kilometer away, still shrouded in mist, appearing mysterious and unpredictable.

"Have we come out?"

Beside him, Xinmu and the others appeared at some point.

They too were gazing at the island, feeling sentimental.

Xinmu sighed, "Some of my senior brothers died, some stayed behind, it’s truly heartbreaking."

Vini Jones patted the backpack she carried, "I’ve gained so much from this trip. With all these treasures sold, I’m going to earn a fortune!"

"At a time like this, you’re still thinking about money. Do you have any humanity?"

Xinmu couldn’t help but scold.

Vini Jones chuckled, "No sense of taste."

As they quarreled, Ah Sang gazed across the sea, her face filled with immeasurable happiness.

"We’re out! So this is what the world outside the island looks like!"

Since it was midnight, the sea appeared deep and dark, exerting a psychological pressure. Yet all the scenes in Ah Sang’s eyes were so pure and unblemished.

She closed her eyes, taking a deep breath, savoring the taste of freedom.

"Little Ah Sang, the world outside is much more lively and bustling compared to here..."

Qin Hao reached out, lovingly patting the back of Ah Sang’s neck, "Rest assured, from now on, let’s enjoy life together in this earthly world!"

"Thank you, Brother Hao!"

Ah Sang was moved to tears, and couldn’t help but plant a small kiss on Qin Hao’s cheek. Realizing what she’d done, her cheeks turned rosy.

Feeling content, Qin Hao pointed to a small boat wedged between reef crevices, "The sea at night is not calm. We should head to Yellow Sand Island for the night and return to Beijing tomorrow."

No one opposed, and the four boarded the small boat heading toward Yellow Sand Island.

...

Half an hour later, the small boat docked at a wooden pier on Yellow Sand Island.

Qin Hao stepped ashore, patted his calves, and looked ahead, sensing something was amiss.

It was precisely nine o’clock, a time when the fishermen would be resting.

There were no lights on the street; the entire island was engulfed in darkness.

"Even though the tourists have left the island, does everyone really not light up?"

The more Qin Hao thought about it, the stranger it seemed. He exchanged a glance with Vini Jones, and the two of them headed toward the inn where they had previously lodged.

Ah Sang and Xinmu followed, puzzled.

Before long, the inn was in sight. Qin Hao approached the door, about to push it open when a sense of danger enveloped him.

He shouted, "It’s not good, leave now!"

With that, he pulled Vini Jones and leapt back.

At the same time, gunshots rang out in the distance.

Bang!

The gunshot was very loud, and to Qin Hao’s ears, trained as a professional mechanic, it sounded like a Batley sniper rifle.

His intuition was spot on.

A 7.62 caliber armor-piercing bullet came flying, passing through where Qin Hao previously stood and directly piercing the wooden beam nearby.

Thump!

The bullet passed through the beam, continuing to fly forward until it disappeared into the darkness.

Qin Hao had no time to worry about the bullet. As he dodged, he pulled an iron nail from his waist and tossed it into the darkness.

Whoosh!

The iron nail flew with a speed almost matching that of a bullet.

"Ah!" A dull sound echoed, resembling the nail piercing flesh, followed by a scream in the darkness.

"It’s an ambush!"

Xinmu and Ah Sang came to their senses, both gathering around to adopt a defensive posture, arms crossed over their chests.

At this moment, figures appeared in the darkness, all wearing camouflage, holding machine guns, their expressions cold and indifferent!

As these people approached, they raised their machine guns, with countless black muzzles pointing in this direction.

Killing intent surged instantly.

This area had become a realm shrouded in death.

Seeing the military personnel appear, Qin Hao showed no surprise.

He simply said coldly, "What a fine act of burning bridges after crossing the river!"