Chapter 81: Reinstall

At this moment, Su Qing and Yao had already returned home.

It's strange; they had spent at least three hours in the space, but when they came out, only a few minutes had passed.

In this situation, they exchanged a glance and didn't think much of it, after all today's experiences were already quite extraordinary.

"Do you remember all that magical knowledge?" Su Qing asked curiously by the campfire.

Having returned home, Su Qing finally relaxed; Yao kept her composure, glanced at Su Qing and replied, "That Light Point entered my mind, as if directly inscribing the knowledge there—I can recall it just by closing my eyes, impossible to forget."

"Tsk, is this the power of magic? Really handy." Su Qing felt a bit envious; back in school, if he could use this magic, he could easily get into 'love talk' and 'Beda', graduate straight into a CEO position, and marry a rich beauty…

His train of thought jerked to a halt; Su Qing muttered to himself, "No, why am I still thinking about this? Those goals are already achieved, and I even have three rich beauties. Looks like I haven't shifted my mindset."

"If you want to learn, I can teach you." Yao smiled and said, "On the third floor of the Sutra Pavilion, only those qualified to become mages can see it; if you can see it, that means you can learn magic."

Su Qing was somewhat surprised that he had the aptitude to be a mage, but thinking of his extraordinary bloodline, he suddenly felt it was only natural.

"Is learning magic hard? Should we check our aptitude or something?" Su Qing had little experience with magic; as a student he'd read some fantasy novels, so he knew a bit about elemental sensing and spiritual power. Now being able to learn hands‑on still made him a little excited.

Dragging a small stool to sit beside Yao, Su Qing could hardly wait to roam the ocean of magic.

Yao looked at Su Qing approaching; his masculine aura made her involuntarily recall the scene of being held by him, her ears slightly flushed and her expression a bit unnatural.

She was shy; no matter how calm she acted, deep down she still had a maiden's mindset.

Pretending not to notice Yao's unease, Su Qing began to ask her about magical knowledge.

"Does magic have elemental distinctions?"

"How does magic work…"

In the cold winter, inside the tiny stone house, the sound of tireless questioning echoed.

"I've only just come into contact with magic myself; I merely remember it without fully understanding—let's learn together."

"Alright, let's see who can learn the first spell!"

…………

"&&&*******" came from Su Qing's mouth in an obscure, hard‑to‑understand tone, then he waved at the pine tree before him.

Bang bang bang!

A fireball the size of a fist pierced the pine tree through its middle, snapping it in half and sending it crashing to the ground, kicking up a flurry of snow.

Watching this, Su Qing nodded satisfiedly and bragged to Yao beside him, "See? That's genius—a fist‑sized fireball that burns straight through a tree this big."

"You really are a genius—able to learn our language in such a short time." Yao didn't even lift her eyelids, nodding in agreement.

"Hey, I was talking about the language,"

"I've already learned Fireball Technique, Water Droplet Technique, Earth Spike Technique…"

"Cough, enough, enough, stop talking—you're the genius." Su Qing waved his hand, helplessly cutting off the speech.

Five days have passed since the Sutra Pavilion incident.

During these five days, Su Qing stayed home, focusing on studying magical knowledge with Yao, and only after painstaking effort did he master an entry‑level minor spell, Fireball Technique.

Yao, however, went as usual to the temple each day to study combat techniques with three masters, then used any remaining time to learn magic.

Even so, her progress was astonishingly fast.

In just five days she learned nearly all the basic minor spells, making Su Qing, who was still struggling with Fireball Technique, feel utterly embarrassed.

He couldn't help but sigh again—the aptitude of a Supreme Mage is certainly not something to be taken lightly.

"Is this the difference between people…" Su Qing muttered quietly, picking up an axe to start splitting firewood.

A whole large tree, after a few chops from the axe, turned into a pile of excellent firewood; Su Qing tied a rope around it, lifted it with his waist, and hoisted several hundred pounds of firewood onto his shoulder.

"Let's go, it's getting late." Su Qing woke Yao, who had been meditating with eyes closed.

"Hmm." Yao nodded, rose and followed, ignoring his tremendous strength.

After confirming that Yao would become a future Supreme Mage, Su Qing began to consider how to stay.

Originally he planned to stay on the pretext of nursing his injuries, but after the Sutra Pavilion matter he no longer needed an excuse—it was natural to remain.

Yao also tacitly accepted this, never showing any intention to drive him away.

So Su Qing and Yao lived under the same roof for these five days, sharing meals.

Of course, he wasn't just eating plain rice; he took on the heavy chores around the house.

Perhaps because they shared a secret, or just a few days of harmonious getting along, they quickly became close, speaking more casually like good friends, no longer as distant as before.

Thus Su Qing discovered Yao's true nature.

Don't let her usual calm demeanor fool you—inside she's actually quite proud and tsundere.

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When the two returned to the village entrance, it was already dusk.

The farmers of Kamataiji Village were also heading home at this time.

Upon seeing this pair, the villagers cast them strange looks.

Kamataiji Village is a hidden little village in the Himalayas; no outsiders come all year round, but now with a new face, it naturally drew the villagers' close attention.

Of course, the attention could be good or bad.

The good merely glanced over with no other thoughts; the bad harbored malice.

The source of this malice, however, was Yao standing beside him.

Let's not forget that in her youth, Gu Yi was remarkably tough‑looking, both in appearance and figure; she was the village belle of Kamataiji Village, and many young men in the village liked her.

Su Qing, this outsider, spent every day with the village belle, naturally arousing the jealousy of the local youths.

Regarding this, Su Qing chose to completely ignore it, and Yao wouldn't even take it to heart.

Walking home along the village lane, they split up—some stacked firewood, some cooked—each getting busy.

Soon they sat around the campfire eating dinner.

As they ate, Su Qing suddenly said, "I've mastered my magic; I need to go into seclusion for a while."

Closed-door cultivation! Yao was somewhat speechless, "You've only just learned the Fireball Technique..."

Having said that, she still nodded: "Forget it, do as you wish!"

Su Qing laughed and said: "You also know I'm special, so during this period of closed-door cultivation you don't need to worry about me."

After interacting for so many days, Yao had long noticed his differences, but she hadn't said anything.

"I know." Yao replied.

Having agreed on everything, after the meal Su Qing darted back into the small room, lay down on the bed, and with a thought summoned a light curtain.

Only see, in the completed download column there were: Ancestral Werewolf Source Blood and Zeus Bloodline.

Those two bloodlines had been downloading for a long time; since the perfect source blood had finished fusing, he intended to fuse with the Ancestral Werewolf.

Having the experience from the previous two times, he first took a deep breath to prepare, then with a thought...

In an instant, the installation record showed the words "Ancestral Werewolf Source Blood".

The next moment, the familiar formula, the familiar pain surged.