Chapter 866: The Psychic Master 30

Tang Wan immediately understood that He Tongyang was worried about her safety, so she nodded without hesitation. “I know, don’t worry,” she said, her tone reassuring as she followed him into the training room.

What she hadn’t expected, however, was just how terrifying his talent truly was.

Originally, she had assumed that even for someone like him, mastering a forbidden technique would take time—at least several attempts, some trial and error. But reality proved otherwise. He Tongyang succeeded on his very first try.

Completely.

Flawlessly.

Tang Wan couldn’t help but stare, her lips parting slightly in surprise.

In the original storyline, the male lead had already been praised as a genius for successfully performing spirit communication on his first attempt. But compared to Tongtong now… that level of talent seemed almost ordinary.

This was a forbidden technique.

Even she had needed time to fully understand its structure and principles despite her current abilities. Yet He Tongyang had grasped it instantly and executed it without the slightest hesitation.

He wasn’t just talented.

He was extraordinary.

At that moment, He Tongyang turned to look at her.

Seeing the clear astonishment on her face, he maintained his usual calm expression, but a faint sense of satisfaction rose quietly in his chest.

Just from her reaction, he could tell—

He had done well.

Now, all that was left… was for her to praise him.

And Tang Wan, of course, didn’t disappoint.

She floated quickly toward him, her expression bright with excitement. “Tongtong, you’re amazing! That was a forbidden technique, and you mastered it in one go!”

Her praise was direct and unrestrained.

He Tongyang felt a small surge of warmth at her words and nodded lightly. “It’s because Wanwan teaches well.”

Tang Wan immediately shook her head. “No, this is clearly your own talent. At this rate, you’ll definitely become an incredibly powerful psychic.”

As she spoke, she even gave him a thumbs-up.

“Mm,” He Tongyang replied, his voice steady but filled with quiet determination. “I’ll keep working hard.”

He wanted to become someone she could be proud of.

After confirming just how quickly he could learn, Tang Wan didn’t hold back. Over the next period of time, she began teaching him more advanced—and even more dangerous—techniques.

Whenever He Tongyang had tasks to complete, she would accompany him, helping him suppress evil spirits and deal with various disturbances.

Time passed quickly like this.

Before they knew it, another two years had gone by.

On June 8th, just like in the original course of events, after the college entrance examinations ended, the male and female leads did not return home. Instead, they went to a hotel together.

The next morning, Wu Jingwen woke up feeling that something was… off.

At first, she couldn’t quite pinpoint what it was. But after a moment, she realized that the temperature in the room felt unusually low, a faint chill clinging to her skin.

She instinctively assumed it was the air conditioner.

“Brother Fang, I feel a bit cold,” she said, turning toward Zhou Fang. “Did you set the temperature too low?”

Zhou Fang nodded casually. “Alright, I’ll turn it off.”

He reached for the remote and switched off the air conditioner.

Because of what had happened the night before, both of them felt slightly awkward facing each other now. After a brief silence, Zhou Fang stepped forward and gently wrapped his arms around her.

“Jingwen, go wash up first,” he said softly. “We’ll go out for breakfast later.”

“Okay,” Wu Jingwen replied, nodding.

The two of them headed into the bathroom together.

But the moment Wu Jingwen stepped inside, she froze.

Her eyes locked onto the bathtub.

In the next second, her face drained of color as she let out a sharp scream.

“Ah! Brother Fang—there’s someone in the bathtub!”

Zhou Fang was startled by her sudden reaction and quickly looked over.

But in his eyes—

The bathtub was completely empty.

He frowned slightly and turned back to her, confusion written all over his face.

“Jingwen… are you seeing things?” he asked. “There’s nothing there.”