Ruthless Host and Her Little Darling Quick Transmigration

Chapter 209 Parkour Academy 9

As soon as the whistle blew, Qin Baobao grabbed someone and rushed forward.

After all, she had promised Gu Ling that she would help her advance. Everyone present was a highly skilled individual with special abilities, and there were also upperclassmen behind them; she could easily be taken advantage of. If the situation allowed, Qin Baobao would even have liked to perform a sword-flying maneuver and take first place.

They seem to be far ahead of everyone else?

Superpowered individuals aren't as powerful as they imagine.

That's what she thought, but she still didn't slow down. She even wanted to speed up to see just how fast she could run. Was she really as fast as the wind?

When she passed by the window earlier, she was almost attacked by a supernatural being outside. If she wasn't worried about wasting time, Qin Baobao would have kicked the person off the window long ago, since there were teachers below to catch them anyway.

Since the other party has made a move, they should be prepared to be kicked off.

It's just a competition, why resort to such underhanded tactics?

Now that things were finally quiet, Qin Baobao just wanted to leave the trouble behind. With a sullen face, she ran forward as fast as she could.

Annoying things like this ultimately affect one's mood.

Qin Baobao's face was frosty, and she was in a bad mood when a pale, stiff hand, like a block of ice, froze on the wrist of the person she was holding.

Oh my god! It's a ghost!

Qin Baobao reacted quickly, using her wind-based abilities to send Gu Ling to a corner, then gathered a bolt of lightning around her, crackling and sparkling.

Isn't it said that ghosts are afraid of lightning?

Where are the ghosts?

There was nothing behind Qin Baobao; she didn't see a ghost, or even a ghostly figure.

Could it be that he was cleaved into ashes by himself?

Qin Baobao closed her eyes and carefully sensed the surroundings. There was no yin energy at all, proving that she had been making a fuss over nothing.

Qin Baobao frowned, puzzled.

If there were no ghosts, what was that hand just now? Was it just my imagination?

With a wave of her hand, Qin Baobao dismissed the thunderclouds and strode towards Gu Ling.

Gu Ling was breathing heavily with her eyes closed when she heard light footsteps approaching. She immediately opened her eyes. "No... let me catch my breath, or I'll die."

She felt dizzy just now, and she seemed to see a bright light and angels descending, trying to take her away.

That was terrifying; I almost said goodbye to this world.

"Big Boss..." Gu Ling stared blankly when she saw the person who came. She never expected that the big boss who had been carrying her all along was actually Qin Baobao.

Qin Baobao stood against the light, the breeze from the window ruffling her short hair. In this place that could only be described as ruins, the surrounding desolation did not diminish her beauty; on the contrary, it made her shine even brighter.

Gu Ling sat in the darkness of the corner, staring blankly as she approached step by step. Like welcoming a deity, she looked up at the radiant figure.

If there are gods in this world, this must be what they look like, right?

"time to go."

Qin Baobao paused for five seconds, then grabbed someone and started sprinting. The race was still going on, and people were already catching up; their footsteps were clearly audible.

Gu Ling was lifted up in a disheveled state, her thick, Pacific-like filter shattered.

"No, no, no, boss, I'll die... It's too fast!" Gu Ling waved her arms and legs, trying to grab the windowsill, but Qin Baobao was too fast. Gu Ling had just raised her hand when the light from the window was already far away from her.

"Little Whitey, I was wrong, I don't want to level up anymore, please put me down!"

Gu Ling felt like dying, watching helplessly as the floor numbers kept changing: 38, 39, 40... 68, 69, 70...

Hmm, I don't feel so bad right now?

Gu Ling belatedly realized that the cold knife was no longer cutting her.

"That's amazing! Little Whitey, how did you do that? How did you manage to keep the wind out?"

"Your use of superpowers is simply divine!"

"YYDS, Little White is forever my god, I love you to death!"

"I never imagined that such a big shot was hiding right next to me. With you here, we're sure to get that legendary scholarship."

"I've never seen what a scholarship looks like in my entire life. I never imagined I'd live to see one..."

For the rest of the journey, Gu Ling stopped looking at the floors and started rambling on about her future.

"We've arrived. From here on, you'll have to walk the rest of the way yourself."

Gu Ling hadn't finished planning the scholarship when Qin Baobao stopped.

"What's going on? Have we reached the finish line?" Gu Ling looked up and couldn't help but twitch her lips.

This...250 floors?

What do you mean?

Does that mean I'm an idiot?

Is this how you insult someone? I even idolized you.

"Couldn't you send me up a little further? Even to the 251st floor would be fine!"

"If you want to get up there, climb up yourself! Don't make it too obvious when you're cheating."

"I go first."

Gu Ling's face went blank as she watched Qin Baobao disappear before her eyes.

Isn't it obvious that we cheated?

Have you forgotten that there are cameras on every floor? The proctors aren't blind; they can see you, two living, breathing people.

Forget it, I'll just pretend and then try harder. I can't be too obviously slacking off under the teacher's watchful eye.

Gu Ling reluctantly took her first steps, climbing upwards one by one.

Qin Baobao climbed up to the rooftop at the same pace as before, only to find two people already standing there.

A person dressed in white, with a calm expression, did not turn around upon hearing the sound. Standing alone on the edge of the rooftop, gazing into the distance, seemingly lost in thought.

A man dressed in black, with a playful expression, was walking towards them step by step.

"A new face? You? What's your name?" He completely disregarded the person, speaking as if he were teasing a cat or dog, his whole demeanor incredibly casual.

Li Mo walked closer and closer, his towering figure, over six feet tall, almost looming over the person. He lowered his head, carefully admiring the face before him.

Her skin was delicate, her eyelashes long, and her eyes held a refined air; her whole face was as beautiful as a girl's. Yet, a fleeting sharpness flashed in her eyes, like a sword, capable of cleaving through the strongest defenses in one's heart.

Li Mo had never looked at someone so intently before. A faint, unknown fragrance wafted from the person as they drew closer. Li Mo couldn't help but move closer and closer, almost face to face.

Qin Baobao frowned and took a step back uncomfortably.

"stop!"

His voice was cold and sharp, like a knife.

Li Mo was taken aback when he was ordered around. He then grinned, a wicked smile spreading across his face.

"Order me? You little brat, do you know who I am?"

As a prominent military and political family on Earth, they were always flattered wherever they went. This was the first time Li Mo had ever been so bluntly reprimanded, especially by a junior from his elementary school.

Qin Baobao's heart sank. This person seemed to have a powerful background. A powerful background meant trouble, and trouble was Qin Baobao's least favorite thing.

Qin Baobao silently took two steps back, braced herself against the rooftop railing, and leaped off.

He jumped?

Li Mo's eyes widened in disbelief. That's a thousand meters! Does he have a death wish? If he jumps like that, even his instructor might not be able to catch him.

Li Mo lay prone on the edge of the rooftop, the cold wind howling, only able to see gray, gloomy clouds. The hazy light obscured his vision, and he could see nothing at all.

do you died?

A profound sense of loss welled up in Li Mo's heart.

"What happened? You... pushed him down? That's not like you." Xiao Ruochen walked over slowly, his expression unchanged. He remained calm and composed.

Clearly, he didn't think that the death of one person was such a big deal.