God-Level Special Forces Soldier Chapter 427 - 424: The Power of the Elixir

Xiao Tian sat bored in the auditorium of Shanghai University, as Lin Bingxuan had to give a speech and had gone backstage with the staff to prepare.

Left alone, he had no choice but to sit by himself. A pretty girl started to chat him up, and, feeling bored, Xiao Tian began to show off his extraordinary communication skills. Before long, a group of attractive girls had gathered around him.

"First, I’d like to thank everyone for taking ti out of your busy schedules to attend the 70th-anniversary celebration of our Shanghai University. On behalf of..."

Xiao Tian and the girls around him didn’t pay any attention to the host’s opening remarks; they continued chatting away about this and that.

"Hey, Technician, what are you doing here?"

Xiao Tian almost bit his tongue when he heard this. This little Black Daoist who had left a deep impression on him was truly at a loss for words!

"What are you guys up to?" Xiao Tian asked in return.

The Black Daoist responded with his signature innocent smile and said, "My master and so of the senior brothers are here to... mmm mmm."

Before he could finish his sentence, the young Daoist covered his mouth and dragged him away. From what Xiao Tian gathered, Saintly Virtue Daoist had also arrived and brought several senior brothers with him?

Xiao Tian frowned slightly. No doubt, Saintly Virtue Daoist and his group were here because of him.

And even if those senior brothers possessed martial arts skills, they couldn’t be much stronger than him. Even if they ganged up, it might not be enough to kill him.

If they weren’t here to kill him, then the target was likely—Lin Bingxuan!

With this thought, Xiao Tian stopped joking around with the girls and focused all his attention on the stage since Lin Bingxuan was about to make her appearance.

The girls around him were confused when this handso guy suddenly focused intently on the stage but they followed his gaze out of curiosity.

The host looked at her cue cards and announced, "The next guest is truly remarkable! She has built her own business empire at such a young age and is also an alumna of our Shanghai University."

"Let’s welco the business prodigy, Lin Bingxuan!"

As Lin Bingxuan took the stage, the audience buzzed with intense discussion, so praising her beauty, others her financial success.

In the minds of Shanghai University’s students, Lin Bingxuan stood out like a mythical legend.

TODAY Lin Bingxuan ignored the strong requests from the school leaders to dress up and instead wore a simple ponytail, a shirt, jeans, and sneakers.

Looking simple, elegant, and capable, she was as relatable and charming as a girl-next-door.

Her friendly attire invoked excited squeals from the audience, and Lin Bingxuan waved to her fellow students with a warm smile that felt like the comforting glow of sunset—not too harsh!

"Hello, fellow students and alumni, I’m Lin Bingxuan!"

The audience erupted into applause that lasted over a minute as Lin Bingxuan, with her aura of legend, introduced herself.

Looking at her speech notes, Lin Bingxuan said, "First, happy birthday to my alma mater, and thank you to the school that nurtured . Our Shanghai University has braved many storms over the past seventy years..."

Hearing what was clearly a speech written by school leaders, the audience felt a bit disappointed. If it weren’t being delivered by Lin Bingxuan, the audience might already have been chatting amongst themselves.

This was also why Lin Bingxuan was reluctant to give the speech; her current position ant that any public statent could directly affect her company’s image.

Returning to her alma mater also ant there were things she couldn’t ntion publicly, leaving her feeling uncomfortable yet forced to comply.

In fact, today her outfit had faced strong persuasion from both the school and the company before she took the stage.

But Lin Bingxuan stood firm, stating that she would refuse to go on stage if she couldn’t dress freely, ultimately regaining control.

Seeing the strong reaction to her casual outfit once she was on stage, the company’s marketing departnt quickly called in soone with Secret Technique expertise, saying, "Quick, have soone post a press release thed ’CEO Lin Bingxuan gives a speech at her alma mater; simple attire wins praise’ across major websites—but do it fast!"

The school side wasn’t willing to be outdone either, instructing, "Imdiately write dozens of articles with the the ’A school capable of producing a CEO like Lin Bingxuan is truly remarkable,’ and post them."

Just like that, Lin Bingxuan’s casual attire beca a rare promotional opportunity for both sides. They imdiately started hyping it up, buying trending topics and keeping busy.

Unaware of any of this, Lin Bingxuan could only read passionately from her manuscript.

As Lin Bingxuan’s speech grew less engaging, the audience’s initially high enthusiasm began to wane, and people started to focus on other things.

"Do you sll sothing strange?"

A tall male student suddenly asked his companions.

"It slls kind of bad!" his companion said, holding their nose.

"Why does this sll like?" soone said uncertainly, "it slls kind of like... poop?!"

The comnt sparked pandemonium, and everyone craned their necks trying to locate the sll, ignoring the beautiful senior’s speech on stage.

Lin Bingxuan had no choice but to quickly wrap up her speech, leaving the host bewildered and unsure of what to do.

Saintly Virtue Daoist, along with Saintly Radiance, Saintly Bright, and Saintly Judge Doist, sat together. Following the program, two acts would go on after Lin Bingxuan before it was his turn to speak.

Seeing more and more people casting curious glances at their group of four, Saintly Virtue Daoist was puzzled. Even though his group was dressed unusually, it shouldn’t have attracted this much attention, right?

He quickly focused on listening, realizing that the crowd’s attention was not on their attire, but rather... the sll?

Saintly Virtue Daoist asked Saintly Radiance, who was ditating beside him, "Brother, do you sll anything?"

Hearing this, Saintly Radiance opened his eyes, broke his ditation, took a strong whiff, and was nearly faint. He hurriedly warned Saintly Bright and Saintly Judge Doist.

Saintly Bright and Saintly Judge Doist ca out of ditation and heard Saintly Radiance, looking at them disdainfully and saying, "Brothers, you...?"

The two, released from ditation, discovered an overwhelming stench surrounding them and spreading throughout the hall via the central air conditioning.

Saintly Judge Doist suddenly felt a warmth under his seat and... sothing sticky.

He imdiately panicked, realizing he had so diarrhea over the past two days—could it have happened unknowingly during ditation?

Impossible!

Saintly Judge Doist imdiately dismissed this thought. Even in ditation, he would have known if he’d had an accident, right?

Plus, he hadn’t eaten anything that morning except for a pill given by Saintly Virtue Daoist.

Wait!

The pill?

Saintly Judge Doist ignored the embarrassnt and quietly asked Saintly Virtue Daoist, "The thing you gave in the morning?"

Saintly Virtue Daoist hastily denied it, stating that the pill he had crafted for them cost him most of his savings and he was extrely careful during production, so no mistake was possible! Possible!