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Chapter 266

Hearing Wu Mingbai might not learn about the guardian deity, no one was disappointed. Yafei’s deity drew tourists, boosting its thriving tourism. Even without deity info, visiting was fun.

The priority was Vixi Holy Land to ask the All-Knowing Conch about Zhou Renjie’s cure. Feng Lan was efficient, reporting the next day, “They agreed. We can go Wednesday.”

Only one needed to go—one question—but since it was to fix the academy’s mistake, they’d all go, expenses covered.

Vixi Holy Land wasn’t a free trip. Despite VIP status, everything cost money—high prices, as Ability Users were wealthy.

Beyond food and lodging, activities were pricey. Even Su Bei’s “VIP” status only granted access, not freebies. The cheapest activities started at 100,000, with VIP exclusives costing more.

Si Zhaohua’s group didn’t mind—millions were pocket change. Others, despite many tasks, found Vixi’s costs steep. Experiencing everything might require borrowing from Si Zhaohua.

With the academy footing the bill, it was perfect. After quick discussion, all decided to go—free trip, skipping a week of class. Even Su Bei, uninterested in saving Zhou Renjie, joined.

He knew trouble awaited at Vixi Holy Land, but after milking the academy, they deserved it.

Mu Tieren, the class monitor, applied for leave. Meng Huai, not obstructing, got academy approval.

The next day, they skipped class, packing in their dorms. Frequent tasks meant they kept days’ worth of essentials and suitcases ready—no need to go home.

That night, Qi Huang’s group, comatose for days, woke up.

Black Flash caused their coma, but with Mo Xiaotian’s influence, it was harmless—they woke naturally.

Hearing what happened, they felt like they’d slept three years, not days. Mo Xiaotian defected, Wu Mingbai was a prince, and they were off to Vixi Holy Land—what a shift!

“School life’s like that,” Lan Subing remarked. “Everything happens when you’re on leave.”

Su Bei agreed, recalling a two-day leave when the school moved campuses, returning to an empty site.

The biggest shock was Mo Xiaotian as the mole—a total reversal. If not for everyone, including honest Mu Tieren, insisting, they’d think it was a prank.

Li Shu, long irked by Wu Mingbai’s “best friend” spot with Jiang Tianming, was slightly disappointed to learn Wu Mingbai was not the mole. But the real mole’s surprise eased it, “Mo Xiaotian hid deep.”

“Tell me about it,” Qi Huang nodded. “Black Flash’s got guts.”

She turned to Wu Mingbai, “Sorry for doubting you.”

She felt less guilty than others, as she was taken out before suspecting him, missing the whole ordeal.

Wu Mingbai, who forgave the others, didn’t mind her either.

“Can we still join Vixi Holy Land?” Li Shu asked hopefully, his pink hair and eyes deceptively sweet.

Si Zhaohua shook his head, “They won’t allow last-minute additions.”

Vixi Holy Land was coveted by many. Their early visit relied on VIP status—adding more was too much.

Li Shu and Qi Huang were disappointed. Wu Jin, less keen, could’ve gone with his dad’s help but didn’t want the hassle.

With their packing done, Wednesday came. They gathered at the gate. Vixi Holy Land’s staff arrived, tasked with teleporting guests.

Vixi had special teleportation arrays—it could be set up anywhere. They’d reach the island instantly.

Lei Ze’en watched, chatting familiarly with the staff. As a student, he’d seen their array, spotting flaws with his [Array] Ability. Fixing it earned him permanent VIP status.

Every manga adult involved in the story had a wild youth.

The array set, they stood with their luggage. A white flash, and they vanished.

At the same time, Manga Consciousness chimed, “King of Abilities updated. Check it.”

Arrays made you dizzy, but Su Bei steadied himself after a brief spin.

Early on, they’d stumble post-teleport. Now, they adapted, looking unfazed.

Standing, Su Bei scanned the hall—pristine white walls and ceilings, vibrant with rare flowers in corners, full of life.

The air was what stunned him. Hard to describe, it felt soothing to breathe.

That likely only applied to Ability Users—a forum meme claimed Vixi’s air was “filled with Mental Energy.”

He hadn’t got it then, but now, he did. The air seemed to flow with Mental Energy, keeping his at its peak, leaving him feeling extremely comfortable.

White-robed staff waited, expecting them. A slightly plump nun clapped, and monks lined up, each holding a tray.

“You’re the new guests?” Her unadorned face held a polite smile. “Welcome to Vixi Holy Land. We’re delighted to serve you.”

After brief greetings, she pointed to the trays, “Entry gifts: a Vixi Holy Land map, a Play Guide, a hotel key, and an identity badge.”

Pausing, she added, “Always carry the badge with you. Scan it before activities to confirm eligibility. It has other uses—further details are in the Play Guide. For questions or issues, call the customer service number on the guide’s first page.”

They took their trays, inspecting items before packing up.

Badges varied—Su Bei and other VIPs got gold; others, bronze. Different badges meant different treatment if worn visibly.

After packing up, the nun led them out, “Please explore freely. Enjoy your five-day stay.”

“Wait,” Si Zhaohua, sensing her dismissal, spoke, “I heard Vixi has an All-Knowing Conch. What’s the cost to use it?”

A common question—the conch was a draw. The nun, unfazed, answered, “You need VIP status or a VIP’s recommendation. To avoid bloodshed, a death-blocking item is required. Lastly, items worth one billion—any number, but appraised by experts.”

Having prepared their badges, she knew Si Zhaohua was a VIP, adding, “If needed, customer service can guide you to the conch anytime.”

Si Zhaohua nodded, “I’ll prepare.”

The first two were easy, but a billion in items needed prep. Unlike money, swiped or shipped, items took a while—low-tier ones took time to gather without sacrificing rare ones.

It wasn’t hard, though. With three families pooling their wealth, they’d manage within two days—leaving plenty of time. Everyone relaxed.

Outside, they saw Vixi’s beauty. Unlike vibrant islands, it was a bustling city. White and blue buildings mirrored the sea and sky, stunning from afar or close, a great tourist spot even without its Ability fame.

“To the hotel,” Mu Tieren checked the map, pointing to a mountain path. “Up this road, the blue building’s our hotel.”

At the hotel, they scanned badges for check-in, then went to their rooms. Vixi’s controlled visitor numbers ensured single rooms for all.

As a VIP, Su Bei got a top-floor luxury suite, joined in the elevator by prior underground mission teammates and Feng Lan.

Ai Baozhu, splurging, upgraded to regular guest status but couldn’t reach VIP, requiring connections.

In his room, Su Bei finally checked the manga.

It focused on Mo Xiaotian and Zhou Renjie—Jiang Tianming’s group was in Yafei, out of the picture.

It opened with academy chatter about Wu Mingbai’s plight, then shifted to Black Flash’s perspective, in a pitch-black setting, declaring the start of Zhou Renjie’s punishment.

Readers saw it too.

“Zhou Renjie’s in trouble.”

“They’re targeting him?”

“The mole’s still free!”

“Poor Mingbai, framed for nothing.”

“Who’s the real mole?”

The plot moved to their five-person task. Su Bei, knowing something, ditched the group.

A long stretch showed Mo Xiaotian’s team fighting Nightmare Beasts—seemingly campaign leftovers, but in reality a Black Flash trap.

The beasts, defensive and evasive, had low attack capabilities, meant to drain Mental Energy to ensure Black Flash’s attack succeeded.

Bored, aware of the context, Su Bei skipped the dull fight.

Black Flash arrived, clashing with Wu Mingbai’s group in the open. Maybe to avoid too much action or to build suspense, the scene cut to Su Bei and Ye Lin’s talk.

He knew the author wouldn’t miss smearing him, but he’d been careful not to say anything misconstruable. How would the author twist it?

It started with Su Bei eating, Ye Lin arriving. A former teacher, now Black Flash, opposing a student—readers felt the contrast complex.

But Su Bei and Ye Lin’s chat was casual, not awkward.

Their relationship wasn’t the point—the talk revealed Su Bei as a Destiny member!

Comments reflected readers’ thoughts.

“Whoa! I was right! Su Bei’s Destiny!”

“Destiny fits fate perfectly.”

“When did Black Flash learn his identity?”

“Forum guesses hit the mark.”

“Su Bei’s 15, Destiny’s loose—how’d he join?”

“Unexpected but makes sense.”

Even Su Bei was surprised the author revealed it.

Half good news—it showed the author wasn’t pushing him into Black Flash. Destiny ranked higher for his role. Post-reveal, even if tied to Black Flash, readers wouldn’t care much.

Only half good because he lost grip on the author’s intent. Why reveal this now? What was next?

This uncertainty unsettled him. He suspected Destiny was about to face trouble—why else the reveal? But he couldn’t control the author’s pen, only adapt to it.

Continuing, the rest was familiar—he was there.

The only new bit was Mo Xiaotian post-escape with Ye Lin, teleporting to Black Flash’s core base, the leader’s villa.

He wasn’t happy—no usual goofy smile, just dejection. Meeting his grandpa leader, he finally smiled.

Their bond was real. The leader, busy with underground people research, still threw a family banquet and welcome party for Mo Xiaotian.

But at dinner, Mo Xiaotian hesitated to speak. A flashback showed him recalling Zhou Renjie’s mistreatment and his call to treat him well.

The contrast made it clear—he wanted to ask why the leader ignored his request, mistreating his friend.

Comments caught on.

“Xiaotian was lied to?”

“Despite being a mole, his silly self sees everyone as real friends.”

“Black Flash is trash!”

“Go, Xiaotian! Call him out!”

“Why’s he hesitating?”

The next plot answered, showing the author’s focus on Su Bei.

[Mo Xiaotian couldn’t hide things. The leader quickly noticed, smiling, “What’s on your mind, Xiaotian?”

“I…” Mo Xiaotian opened his mouth, recalling Su Bei’s warning, shaking his head, “Nothing, Grandpa. Can I see Jiang Bro and them again?”

“Of course,” the leader replied gently. “Whenever you want, I’ll arrange tasks with them. But rest and train first.”

Mo Xiaotian nodded eagerly, “Okay!”]

The flashback showed Su Bei’s face blurred, shadowed, his words seemingly for Mo Xiaotian’s good but laced with malice.

Su Bei didn’t mind the villain filter—his words were malicious, no false smear. Against a villainous Mo Xiaotian, it painted him as neutral or better.

Comments showed no issue, just curiosity about his intent.

“Su Bei’s everywhere.”

“He knew Xiaotian was the mole?”

“Destiny’s intel power?”

“Xiaotian and the leader are tight.”

“Su Bei’s pushing Xiaotian to doubt the leader but not ask directly—sneaky.”

“Who’s the real villain here?”

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