Chapter 133
Chapter 133: Fight Properly—Stop Thinking About Leashing Your Uncle Like a Dog
“Call the police! Hurry—call the police, notify the Police Bureau, the military—”
“It’s useless,” someone snapped back. “No signal. The entire school’s signal has been jammed. They came prepared. The Royal Military Academy is an island.”
Sui Xuan Chu jerked as if ice water had been poured down his spine. He chewed his tea leaves hard, forcing the bitterness down, forcing his mind to stay clear.
He couldn’t lose control.
He couldn’t rip off his scales and bleed.
He couldn’t get captured by those disgusting bugs and used to threaten his uncle.
Huang Da Zhuang looked at Jiang Tea Tea on instinct, panic rising. “No signal, no rescue—what do we do, Sister Tea?”
Jiang Tea Tea lifted her head.
The sky was a thick, ink-black lid—no moon, no stars, not even the faint glimmer of satellites.
Old Loach Chong Ming really was unreliable. When she needed him, he was nowhere. When she didn’t, he haunted everything like a ghost.
Far off in the darkness, screams and cries tangled with dragon roars, a chorus of terror spreading across campus.
Jiang Tea Tea reached into her storage button and pulled out a basket.
It was filled with old, deep-green tea leaves—picked straight from her true form.
“Everyone,” she ordered, “grab a handful and stuff it in your mouth. Chew. It’ll keep you alert and help prevent dragon-luring agent and other drugs.”
Huang Da Zhuang, Cheng Xiao Ting, Sui Xuan Chu—seven people crowded in at once and grabbed leaves.
No one dared take too much—just one big handful each. Then they shoved it into their mouths and chewed hard.
Sui Xuan Chu chewed harder than anyone.
He was terrified. Terrified his identity would be exposed. Terrified he’d be dragged away by the Insect Clan.
While they chewed, Jiang Tea Tea formed a seal with magic power and spread it across her abdomen, layering protection over the cubs inside.
When the seven of them swallowed, it was like a switch flipped. Their eyes sharpened. Their minds cleared. Strength surged through their limbs.
They looked at Jiang Tea Tea as if she were the center of the world.
“Sister Tea,” Cheng Xiao Ting asked, voice tight, “what now?”
Jiang Tea Tea answered without hesitation. “No signal means there are definitely other Insect Clan operatives inside the school.”
“And with more than a thousand dragon clan beastfolk going berserk, we can’t stop it by ourselves.”
She pointed decisively. “Yan Yu, Cheng Xiao Ting—one of you has gale ability, the other blink ability. Split up. Leave through the two main gates. Get outside. Find the Police Bureau and report everything.”
Yan Yu and Cheng Xiao Ting transformed instantly, beast forms blurring into the darkness as they sprinted for the gates, fast enough to vanish in seconds.
Jiang Tea Tea turned to the remaining five. “This dragon-luring agent is the enhanced version. No antidote spray means we need tranquilizer guns.”
“Huang Da Zhuang—your sense of smell and speed are the best. Take Cheng Lin Yue to the Medical Department. Get tranquilizer guns and tranquilizer darts. After you have them, meet us at the back-mountain gate. Stay alive.”
Huang Da Zhuang transformed on the spot into a golden, gleaming dog the size of a pony. Cheng Lin Yue shifted into a palm-sized mouse-rabbit beast form. He grabbed her gently in his jaws and tore off toward the Medical Department.
Jiang Tea Tea didn’t waste a second. “Ju Que, Zhang Ting Zhou, Sui Xuan Chu—come with me. We’re going to the hot weapons training ground.”
“We grab guns and bullets, then we block the back-mountain gate. We cannot let the aberrant beasts from the primeval forest flood into the school.”
“Got it!”
The three of them moved.
The air was thick with dragon-luring agent—dense enough to taste.
Across campus, more than a thousand dragon clan students roared and rampaged.
Some transformed into full beast forms and tore at anything they saw. Some stayed human, hurling abilities—wind, fire, lightning—turning the campus into a battlefield.
Students with weaker abilities couldn’t stand against dragons that were huge, airborne, and vicious.
They were seized, dragged up into the sky, then flung down with murderous force. Some were a heartbeat away from brains splattering—
When green branches shot up from the ground like living vines.
They wrapped around waists and torsos, catching the falling students, cushioning them, then tossing them aside onto safer ground.
The survivors lay there, stunned, blinking at the sky.
Above them, dragons roared in fury.
A sharp whip-crack echoed—branches slapping the ground.
Then a woman’s voice cut through the chaos, furious and commanding. “What are you standing around for?! Run! Find emergency shelter!”
The rescued students jolted back to life and scrambled away, tripping over themselves in panic.
Sui Xuan Chu spat a curse through clenched teeth. “Fuck—idiots.”
Jiang Tea Tea turned to Ju Que and Zhang Ting Zhou. “You two go get the guns. Sui Xuan Chu and I will hold them here. Move fast.”
“Be careful,” Ju Que said, already running. Zhang Ting Zhou matched him step for step.
Jiang Tea Tea’s rescue had thoroughly enraged the dragons circling above. Several of them dove together, aiming straight for her.
Sui Xuan Chu appeared at her side in an instant. “Roommate—your belly. Are you okay? Do you want to hide behind me?”
Jiang Tea Tea looked up at the dragons plunging down like meteors and snorted. “Your uncle put six satellites over our heads. Guess they’re just decorations.”
Sui Xuan Chu let out a short laugh. “Or maybe my uncle’s watching us right now, evaluating our performance.”
Jiang Tea Tea clicked her tongue. “So you’re saying when we see him later, I should thank him?”
“You can,” Sui Xuan Chu said brightly. “I’ll accept your thanks on his behalf too.”
Jiang Tea Tea cursed without restraint. “Thank him my ass. Next time I see him, I’ll curse him to death.”
“Curse him for me too,” Sui Xuan Chu said instantly.
Jiang Tea Tea’s eyes flashed. “Fine. First we bring those eight dragons down. You strike with lightning. I’ll bind them.”
“Done.”
Thunder ripped the sky eight times in a row.
Eight bolts—clean, vicious, precise—slammed into the diving dragons.
Eight massive bodies crashed to the ground, their eyes blood-red, tails sweeping wildly as they thrashed.
Jiang Tea Tea leapt, dodged a tail that could have shattered bones, and flicked her wrist.
Her tea-tree branch split into eight living strands.
Eight whips snapped forward with brutal accuracy, each looping over a dragon’s neck.
One loop became two. Two became four. Four became eight—each neck cinched tight by eight coils.
Jiang Tea Tea dropped from the air and drove the thick central branch into the ground.
The earth cracked.
The trunk thickened, growing from finger-width to wrist-width, driving down and anchoring itself like a living stake welded into the soil.
The eight branches tightened like leashes.
Eight dragons writhed, rolled, and bellowed, but the more they struggled, the tighter the coils squeezed.
Sui Xuan Chu stared, impressed despite himself, and gave her a thumbs-up. “Sister Tea, your dragon-leashing skills are insane. So… when are you going to leash my uncle like that?”
Jiang Tea Tea’s eyes narrowed.
Her Lightbrain clicked—recording activated.
“What did you just say?” she asked, all innocence. “I didn’t catch that.”
Sui Xuan Chu scooted closer and repeated it without an ounce of shame. “I said your technique is like leashing a dog. When are you going to leash my uncle too and make him do a dragon-roll?”
Jiang Tea Tea nodded thoughtfully while the recording kept running. “All right. Next time I see him, I’ll bring it up. We’ll leash him once and see.”
Sui Xuan Chu had no idea he’d been recorded. “Let me know when it happens.”
“No problem—”
A furious dragon roar cut her off.
One of the dragons on a leash opened its jaws and blasted a column of fire straight at Jiang Tea Tea and Sui Xuan Chu.
Sui Xuan Chu reached for her, but she was faster—she yanked him behind her and stepped into the fire’s path.
His face changed. Instinct screamed at him to transform and shield her—
But a thick wall of ice erupted from the ground in front of her.
The fire slammed into it. The ice hissed, melting open a hole… and then the flame sputtered and died.
Jiang Tea Tea stomped once.
The ice wall exploded into a storm of shards, flying like stone buckshot.
They smashed into the eight restrained dragons, cracking scales, knocking them loose, leaving bloody gouges. The dragons’ roars turned ragged, and their bodies went limp, abilities faltering.
“Help! Somebody help!”
A cry rose again from overhead.
A black dragon—four or five dozen meters long—flew in with two people clutched in its front claws.
Jiang Tea Tea snapped her branch-staff forward. “Sui Xuan Chu—”
Sui Xuan Chu transformed in a blur, a red-black dragon surging into the sky. He swept past her, and she leapt, landing on his back as if the air were solid beneath her feet.
They streaked toward the black dragon.
Hidden in the shadows below, an Insect Clan leader watched the scene with feverish excitement and hissed orders. “That 3S mutant plant-type healer—Jiang Tea Tea. Shoot her down. Send her to the Crown Princess as a gift.”
“And the red-black dragon under her—shoot him down too. Kill him!”