Chapter 196: Chapter 195: Call Me Sister Mei

Pretty Girl stood silently by the window, gazing at the young man sweeping the square. In her eyes, there was a hint of contemplative thought.After returning, she had actually been pondering a question all along.

Why? Why had she suddenly shown mercy that day?

It was that day when she circled back to the place where she had annihilated the four Eighth Stage Winged Tigers, ready to collect the spoils. That's when she encountered him, and he even went so far as to reveal his identity as "Orange Redemption." Pretty Girl never believed that an individual with the mark of Orange Redemption could possibly know her top-secret identity, so she did not hesitate to strike at him.

But for some unfathomable reason, just as she was about to kill her opponent with the Peacock feather, or at the very least inject him with the Power of Space Segregation, she suddenly felt an intense premonition. It was as if killing him would bring about some terrible cataclysm.

Such a feeling was unprecedented for her, yet the recollection of it weighed heavily on her mind.

Zhang Haoxuan arrived just in time back then. Even if Zhang Haoxuan hadn't come, she felt as if she might not have been able to kill this guy.

Why was that? The more she thought about the way he looked at her every time they met at the academy, the stranger Pretty Girl found it.

This lad named Tang San, he looked at her differently from anyone else.

Her mother's gaze was full of affection and sometimes concern. The looks from the Monster Clan Students were either disdainful, flattering, or covetous.

Yet Tang San's was none of those; when he looked at her, there was a strange brilliance in his eyes. It seemed to contain a very complex mix of emotions.

It's difficult to describe that mix of emotions—there was joy, excitement, remembrance, and yearning.

When she first met him in the milk tea shop, the way he looked at her was somewhat foolish. How could a ten-year-old child have such a gaze? That foolish look she had seen when her father looked at her mother. But it was different when Tang San looked at her; mixed within that foolish gaze was a strong sense of sorrow.

Previously, Pretty Girl had not given much thought to such gazes because she did not feel they pertained to her.

But ever since Tang San appeared at the academy, their unexpected encounters and the variations in his gaze had made Pretty Girl take notice of this young man.

Especially this time, when she had moved to attack him and found herself unable to go through with it, she found it all the more strange.

She didn't like this feeling; she never appreciated things beyond her control. If given the choice, she would rather stay away from or even eradicate someone who caused such unrest within her. She bore too heavy a responsibility and could not afford any slip-ups, nor would she allow them.

But this fellow just happened to be Zhang Haoxuan's disciple, and she could not do anything to him. She couldn't even send him away.

And today, when she saw him once again transformed into Sweeper Li Tang, Pretty Girl suddenly felt an unexpected sense of relief upon seeing him.

He had returned, which was good.

At that thought, Pretty Girl's body trembled slightly. Why do I feel that it's good to see him again?

While sweeping, Tang San gradually lost himself in the experience, becoming unaware of his own existence. The more profound his understanding of this plane became, the more he could sense its power. This world was indeed extraordinarily blessed for the Monster Clan and Spirit Clan.

In his previous life, there were no beings born with innate knowledge, but in this plane, it seemed that every member of the Monster Clan and Spirit Clan was. They hardly needed to strive too much; their bloodlines allowed them to naturally gain immense power. The hierarchy of this plane was also incredibly high. Although he hadn't witnessed the truly top-tier powerhouses yet, he could imagine those at the rank 12 peak were probably not far behind the Godkings from the Divine Realm he once inhabited. How powerful this plane was!

Just then, he shivered and instinctively stopped his broom in his hands, turning to look in one direction.

Pretty Girl, clad in the Jiali Academy uniform, stood not too far away, her gaze intense as she watched her.

She still wore her usual expression of aloofness, which hadn't changed. But this time, Tang San could clearly sense that she wasn't just passing by.

Pretty Girl paused for a moment and saw Tang San turn to look at her.

His gaze had changed somewhat, filled with surprise and seemingly a bit nervous. Was he worried she would retaliate against him? The surprise seemed to gradually overshadow the nervousness.

Pretty Girl stepped forward again, walking towards Tang San.

Their eyes met, and flickers of light danced in Pretty Girl's beautiful eyes, "Why do you come here to sweep the floor?"

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For you, Tang San nearly instantly replied in his heart.

"It's a secret," Tang San said with a smile.

Pretty Girl's brows slightly furrowed, "What if I really want to know?"

Observing her suddenly becoming a bit petulantly childish, Tang San couldn't help but be stunned. Her slightly coquettish demeanor was a bit of a shift from her previous cold persona!

Seeing his somewhat vacant expression, Pretty Girl couldn't help feeling a mix of embarrassment and annoyance, "I'm talking to you!"

"If you really want to know, then I'll tell you," Tang San said helplessly.

"Aren't you principled at all?" Pretty Girl asked.

"I..." Tang San was at a loss for words, "So, should I not tell you?"

"You dare!" Pretty Girl's voice rose slightly.

"Well… then, should I tell you or not?" Tang San couldn't help but find it amusing. But this was the first time he had seen Pretty Girl act this way.

Pretty Girl said indifferently, "You decide."

Tang San said, "The aura at Jiali Academy is rich and more conducive to cultivation."

"Cultivating while sweeping?" Pretty Girl appeared thoughtful for a moment. When she had been observing Tang San, she actually noticed something different about him. Capable of harnessing powerful space power, even mastering the core secrets of space, her observation skills were exceptionally sharp, and her spiritual power was also very strong. Watching Tang San sweep, he seemed to blend in with the playground; he was clearly sweeping, yet it was as if he had long become one with the area.

She didn't know that this feeling was called the union of heaven and man. For ordinary people, achieving this state was very difficult. But Tang San, having absorbed the Sixth Brand, made his connection with plants even closer. Coupled with that hint of divine consciousness and the enlightenment from three lifetimes as a human, achieving the union of heaven and man became something that naturally followed.

"Mm," Tang San nodded. He was indeed cultivating and wasn't making it up.

"Do you have a mission?" Pretty Girl pressed.

Tang San shook his head, "No." seaʀᴄh thё Nôvelƒire.net website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

"Deceiving a superior is a serious crime, understand?" Pretty Girl said coldly.

Tang San smiled bitterly, "Yes, but I really don't, Superior Pretty Girl."

Pretty Girl's lips twitched slightly, "From now on, call me Sister Pretty."

Sister Pretty? Tang San was taken aback, and almost instantly, images of her from his previous life surfaced in his mind. Back then, she seemed to have everyone call her Sister Xiaowu.

"Alright, Sister Pretty," Tang San agreed obediently, nodding his head, but the unease in his heart surged like a tidal wave. He struggled to resist the urge to rush up and hug her. He dared not look at her any longer because he truly feared he could no longer contain the emotions in his heart.

Seeing him suddenly look down, Pretty Girl's eyebrows knit together, but she didn't say anything further and turned to leave.

It was only after her footsteps had faded away that Tang San slowly lifted his head again.

In the distance, Pretty Girl was gradually moving away. The tightly pressed lips of Tang San began to relax.

But just at that moment, she suddenly turned around, her gaze fixed on him.

Tang San was startled, and the tears that had been brimming in his eyes could no longer be held back, sliding down his cheeks in an instant.

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