Chapter 32.1

You Need to Work Harder After Class (1)

“You’re not tasty either?” Shen Rongyu repeated her words.

He lowered his eyes, his slender long eyelashes casting a shadow. His deep gaze locked on Ji Qingzhou’s hand that was stroking Youyou’s back.

“Yes,” Ji Qingzhou answered briefly.

She picked Youyou in both hands and returned it to Shen Rongyu, “Xiao Yu-shixiong, I’m going back.”

Shen Rongyu took Youyou and led it out of the yard. Youyou rolled in the yard again, holding an Ice Spirit Fruit that it hadn’t finished eating yet.

After finishing the Ice Spirit Fruit Ji Qingzhou had bitten, deep in Shen Rongyu’s mind, he didn’t actually find it too sour.

When Ji Qingzhou boarded the Burial Snow Sword, her toes did not hesitate at all. She knew the truth of the Burial Snow Sword. However, it was this sword that always took her across the White Water Lake, and it was also this same sword that blocked the deadly Soul Seeking Nails for her.

She returned to her small courtyard and said goodbye to Shen Rongyu, “Xiao Yu-shixiong, thank you.”

Shen Rongyu checked her cultivation base. With her progress in their current three-hour daily practice, it would take her a month to reach the third stage of Qi Refining. In each major stage of cultivation, the later stage it was, the more difficult it would be to advance.

So he asked Ji Qingzhou, “Zhouzhou, is three hours a day enough?”

Ji Qingzhou actually regretted proposing those three hours now. She promptly waved her hand and said, “It’s enough.”

Shen Rongyu chuckled softly. He maneuvered his sword and left. Behind him, Ji Qingzhou rested her head on the door frame, watching his back disappear, and her face slowly flushed red again.

She knew that Shen Rongyu was oblivious to what happened in their cultivation space, because she found that only she could stay awake there.

The hour was still early, so Ji Qingzhou ate the steamed buns she brought back at noon, and fed Maomao with carrots. Maomao approached and sniffed her sleeves, and as if he had smelled Youyou again, he sprayed a breath that seemed a little depressed.

Ji Qingzhou caressed his head and coaxed him, “Maomao, there will be an internal assessment in three years’ time. By then, I will definitely find a high-grade Immortal Spirit Pill for you.”

Maomao rubbed his head against her palm and lay down quietly.

Ji Qingzhou sat in her small courtyard in a daze, took out the formation book to read, and previewed tomorrow’s class.

At this time, the system that had not appeared for a long time opened its mouth: “Host, why didn’t I find out that you are actually a master of strategy?”

Ji Qingzhou flipped the pages of the book in her hand and said in horror, “Don’t talk nonsense.”

“Although I can’t sense his favor for you, I guess he must be very interested in you. Host, ah, host, you are really amazing.” The system couldn’t help but sigh with emotion.

Ji Qingzhou’s fingers unconsciously crumpled the corner of the formation book and kept rubbing it. She was a little flustered. How could this be? Didn’t she say that she wasn’t tasty either? How could Shen Rongyu still be interested in her?

She considers herself an utterly boring person, devoid of any charm.

Ji Qingzhou sighed and refuted the system, “You are talking nonsense.”

She made up her mind and decided to temporarily abandon the mission the system gave her, and first find a way to make Shen Rongyu lose interest in her. Otherwise, she would really not be able to stand it in their cultivation space.

Shen Rongyu knew nothing about this matter, neither did the system, and only she knew.

Ji Qingzhou let out a long sigh, rested her chin on the table, and continued to read the formation book. She had already read the content far in advance. Of the several class, formation was the only one she was most interested in. Unfortunately, she didn’t like the elder of this class.

The next day, Jiang Qianke came to the class as usual, but he did not move while sitting on the bluestone in the small valley. His white robe was loose, his face was pale, and even his voice was much subdued when he spoke. His state was worse than Ye Duanhong’s.

The first target of the Soul Seeking Nails when it rebounded that night was its owner. Jiang Qianke’s injuries were heavier than Ye Duanhong, so did this mean that… he was the priority target of the uncontrolled Soul Seeking Nails?

Jiang Qianke didn’t call Ji Qingzhou, but asked the rest of the disciples. This behavior made Ji Qingzhou more convinced that his questionable behavior of asking her was not to embarrass her, or to get her to answer questions on formations… He was just… testing her, trying to get some definite answers.

Why did he have to test her? She had only been in this world for a short time, and what happened in this immortal cultivation world had nothing to do with her at all.

Ji Qingzhou abandoned listening to the lecture. She set her book up when the small mirror around her neck shimmered, and she began to communicate with the system.

“System, you don’t know any information about Shen Rongyu, but can you know all about Jiang Qianke?” Ji Qingzhou asked. From the looks on Jiang Qianke’s state today, she was almost certain that he was her killer that night.

If people like Ye Duanhong and Qiu Mingxue came to kill her, it would not be strange at all, because their disgust for her was undisguised.

“I can find it out, but this is a function that is only unlocked in the second level.” The system said, “So just approach Shen Rongyu more, so I can absorb energy.”

“He… I…” Ji Qingzhou was anxious. Shen Rongyu acted like a rogue when they were cultivating, so why hasn’t this system obtained enough energy? This system’s appetite was quite insatiable.

“Host, what’s wrong with him?” The system didn’t know what Ji Qingzhou was anxious about.

“He’s fine.” Ji Qingzhou pressed the book down. She decided to wait for the system to absorb some more energy.

Jiang Qianke stood on top of the main seat in the small valley. He lowered his eyes to look at Ji Qingzhou, and his gaze fell on the mirror around her neck, but he did not speak.