The Marshal’s Wife is Wild
Chapter 105 - 104: On the Stage

Chapter 105: Chapter 104: On the Stage

After speaking with the Empress Dowager, Qu Tong took a flying vehicle back to the manor.

Before getting home, she received a message from Si Yuting: "Are you saying to the Mother Empress that you want me to come back to proctor?"

Qu Tong: "..."

Ah, why did it feel like the whole world was spreading rumors about her?

What could she do? Of course, she replied, "Yes."

It wasn’t long before Si Yuting replied in his usual style with one word.

"Okay."

After returning to the manor and seeing Butler Chi who came out to greet her, Qu Tong said to him with great emphasis, "Imagination is a disease that needs curing."

Then she returned to her room with Butler Chi looking utterly bemused.

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In the following days, Qu Tong didn’t see Qu Wanwan and Lan Xingye at school again.

Their absence from school made Fei Wenxing and Cheng Yao extremely happy. They boasted everywhere about what happened at the Underground Fighting Arena, nearly stamping the words "You’re no good" on Lan Xingye’s forehead.

After more than a month of foundation-level medicinal knowledge, Instructor Fu finally started teaching them how to concoct potions.

The class was moved to a dedicated classroom in the laboratory building.

Firstly, Instructor Fu taught everyone how to concoct a low-grade Nutrient Potion.

The instructor concocted while explaining the key points in great detail, linking together the knowledge common to all potions, to help the students better integrate and understand the content.

It was also from Instructor Fu that Qu Tong realized why Butler Chi had looked at her with such a pitiful expression.

As it turned out, although there were no physique level thresholds to enter the Pharmaceutical Department, the use of a machine was required to concoct high-grade Spirit Power Stabilizing Potions. This machine needed to be operated and controlled with spiritual power, and Psychics below B-rank simply couldn’t use it.

This meant that Qu Tong, even though she had entered the Pharmaceutical Department, could only concoct low-grade potions and had no chance to touch upon mid-grade Spirit Power Stabilizing Potions.

Qu Tong knew how to concoct Nutrient Potions; they were similar to Energy Potions, and she already knew how to make them in her previous life.

But Qu Tong still attentively learned Fu Xiangyu’s techniques, trying to concoct without using her Special Ability; the result was very clear, she failed.

Fortunately, more than half of the class also failed, and those who succeeded in concocting were mostly students who had enrolled one or two years earlier than Qu Tong.

After practicing for over an hour, until the class-ending bell rang, Qu Tong barely managed to successfully produce one Potion, but the murky liquid she concocted was something she herself wouldn’t dare to drink.

It seemed she wasn’t particularly gifted in this area either. In her previous life, she was only able to concoct so many potions with the help of her Special Ability.

Instructor Fu let the students practice on their own and then dismissed the class.

Today was Friday, and Qu Tong planned to go take a look at the Underground Fighting Arena.

The Underground Fighting Arena had a special section for novices, and Qu Tong, worried about encountering problems if she jumped in directly, spent 500 Star Coins to rent a Novice Practice Room.

The room was equipped with three Mechas for practice, each of different grades: C, B, and A.

Qu Tong went straight for the A-rank Mecha.

Following the video guide on the wall, she entered the control room of the Mecha.

These steps were already familiar to Qu Tong from her time in the virtual chamber, but to avoid any discrepancies between the virtual and the real, she made sure to compare and follow the teaching video closely.

The teaching video displayed basic movements of the Mecha, instructing Qu Tong to perform them in sequence as shown.

Qu Tong found operating an A-rank mecha quite effortless. Normally, completing a set of basic mecha movements would take twenty-five minutes, or twenty minutes for faster operators, but Qu Tong managed to finish in just fifteen minutes. Moreover, her movements were standard and precise, comparable to a textbook demonstration.

Those with a higher spiritual power level could choose to operate lower-ranked mechas, and the higher the spiritual power level, the easier it became to control a mecha.

Conversely, those with lower spiritual power levels could not choose higher-ranked mechas.

Qu Tong then controlled the mecha to perform several combat movements as if she were in the virtual chamber. After ensuring that the feeling was right and she could fully master it, Qu Tong did not linger in the Novice Practice Room.

She directly paid 10,000 Star Coins to rent an S-rank Black Mecha, getting ready to enter the arena for a fight.

The fastest method to verify and enhance one’s strength was through actual combat. There was another reason she could bet on herself to win.

After signing in, Qu Tong went to the low-grade arena as her points were zero, meaning she had to start from there.

The low-grade arena had only a few scattered spectators, who were likely friends or relatives there to cheer on the fighters.

The odds in such a low-grade arena were very low, at 1:1, and there were hardly any bets placed.

Qu Tong’s first opponent, like her, had zero points. Confident of winning yet not wanting to draw too much attention, she bet only 10,000 Star Coins on her own victory.

However, this bet was already higher than the total amount wagered by the others.

Without any surprise, Qu Tong won.

Afterward, she applied for several more arena fights, betting 10,000 Star Coins on herself to win before each match. As expected, she won all of them effortlessly.

In a few hours, she won a total of eight arena fights, earning over three hundred points and 70,000 Star Coins after taxes.

As she was on a winning streak, her points multiplied.

Otherwise, like fighting once a day in the arena, it would take eight days to earn just eight points.

Feeling it was about time, Qu Tong left the Underground Fighting Arena, planning to return the next day.

On Saturday and Sunday, Qu Tong also went to the Underground Fighting Arena to fight.

However, Qu Tong didn’t fight continuously; she would take a break in the afternoon. As a result, by the third day, when she reached the high-grade arena, she had only 10,000 points per match.

But this still allowed Qu Tong to earn more than two million Star Coins.

The odds also dropped from the initial 10-to-1 to 2-to-1.

The audience watching Qu Tong’s matches grew larger and larger.

In one corner of the spectators’ area, Ouyang Linna made a video call to Lan Xingye.

Turning the camera around, she transmitted the scene from the arena to the other side.

Ouyang Linna, with a seductive voice, said, "Third Young Master, isn’t this the person you’ve been looking for?"

In the video, the woman walked down from the stage, tossed her hair from her chest to her back with a flick of her hand, revealing her silver hair tied up high, akin to an elf’s. Wearing a black top, she presented a vigorous and impactful visual.

Her feet in high-heeled combat boots, she jumped down from the stage with remarkable stability.

The woman approached the betting area, extending her fair and luminous wrist to claim her rewards from the staff.

Lan Xingye was momentarily dazzled by the person in the video but then remembered the humiliation she had brought upon him. A surge of anger naturally filled his chest, making him irritable and even feeling slightly unstable mentally.

"Second Uncle, accompany me to the Underground Fighting Arena on Capital Star; I’ve found the person who targeted me," Lan Xingye sent a voice message to Lan Guofu.

"You go first, I’ll be there shortly," Lan Guofu extinguished his cigarette in a club and replied.

The moment he received the reply, Lan Xingye couldn’t wait to pilot a flying vehicle, accelerating towards the Underground Fighting Arena.