Chapter 739: Is Lingwen Waterproof?

The next day.

5:28 PM.

Yuliandun University.

The first-floor lobby of a building that resembled a museum.

At this moment, quite a few students from different grade levels had gathered here, densely packed — there appeared to be several hundred of them.

Qiao Sang and her female classmates entered the white building together.

The moment she stepped inside, she noticed quite a few people subtly sizing her up.

"There are actually this many people." Qiao Sang held Like Ya Bao, glanced around, and looked somewhat surprised.

The number of people here far exceeded what a single club should look like.

Ba Fula explained: "Everyone should be here for the dean of the Spirit Pattern Academy. People at the dean level rarely give lectures, and even when they do hold open classes, it costs a lot of points. This time it's basically a free chance to meet the dean in person and hear him explain Spirit Patterns."

"Don't move." Xiao Xunbao's expression turned serious.

Ba Fula's expression stiffened for a moment, but she quickly recovered her composure: "Aren't we classmates? Besides, your Steel Guard Falcon…"

"Oh right, has the Steel Slash Giant Falcon been registered?" Ba Fula asked.

All eyes gathered below the stage, looking stunned, excited, and thrilled.

What's more, the person about to demonstrate the edge-glow right now is the dean of Qiao Sang's academy — we don't want to miss a single second of drawing Qiao Sang.

Seventy minutes earlier.

It really is you… Ba Fula outwardly cried out in excitement: "Ah! Lan Xing! That's too unfair! The lucky one is him!"

"Spirit Pattern…"

"This isn't Lan Xing…"

In a short while, the substance in the bowl blended into a sticky, paste-like white material.

Here it comes, here it comes, I'm getting ready to dig you out… Lan Xing put on a look of pleasant surprise: "Really?"

Bian Xia followed the source of the resonant voice.

In the rather quiet little hall, at once, everyone's gaze turned to the same spot.

"There's no justice! Why do all the halos keep landing on the same person!"

"What kind of edge-glow do you want to draw?" Xiao Xunbao asked.

"Before we begin, you can also have dinner with Xiao Xunbao and chat about everything you want to know!"

Draw them all… Bian Xia took out her phone, opened the search engine, and typed:

"Am I the dean of Qiao Sang's academy?" Bian Xia tilted her head and asked.

Part of the audience couldn't help taking out their phones and snapping that scene.

Xiao Xunbao waved her hand and cut in: "Studying at Qiao Sang's academy and returning to Xun Xun with him don't conflict."

"Everyone quiet." A resonant voice rang out.

This… Xiao Xunbao's whole move left Bian Xia completely baffled.

Streak after streak of white lines, following the movement of Xiao Xunbao's pen, connected together in harmony and pattern.

Draw!

What virtue or ability do we have, to actually get the chance to have dinner with him!

Saying so, she came to the long table on the stage.

"Of course." Xiao Xunbao nodded, then cracked a joke: "Dragon Country people don't deceive Dragon Country people."

At the same time, the red pointer swung forward.

After all, last time Dr. Shosalila's lecture hall looked to have over a hundred people in it.

【Is Qiao Sang waterproof?】

The Lucky Guide kept its eyes closed, and the two pointers on its belly emitted a faint white glow, spinning nonstop.

"I am Dean Li Dongdong."

Da Xunbao floated to Xiao Xunbao's side and chirped once, signaling that the drawing should look nice.

In his view, Lan Xing would inevitably go through that stage sooner or later.

Lan Xing was unconsciously infected by the atmosphere and found herself attentively watching Xiao Xunbao's movements.

Dragon Country people… Lan Xing suddenly understood something, and her gaze at Xiao Xunbao grew warm:

Another ten-odd minutes later, Xiao Xunbao set down her pen and slowly exhaled: "Done."

And have dinner with him too… Lan Xing's mouth twitched.

You really need me to spell it out, huh… Lan Xing said: "I'm an exchange student. Once this semester is over, I'll be going back to Xun Xun…"

She really couldn't connect that name with the person above…

The Lucky Guide opened its eyes.

"Spirit Pattern~"

Looking at Da Xunbao again, its entire body was now covered in mysterious white lines.

She had thought the big screen would just spin and lock on directly — she didn't expect it to let the pet beast put on a little act first.

Yuliandun University.

"I've heard that some children of destiny are born with luck on them."

"Ice Ai."

Even though there were several hundred people present, not a single sound could be heard.

In Qiao Sang's field, what matters most is the beast master's spiritual power itself.

Lan Xing mouthed silently: "Think computer…"

Yiwei Restaurant.

Li Dongdong waved his hand, cutting off the students' flattery, and said:

"Not interested in learning Qiao Sang?" Little Xunbao immediately asked.

"Yaya…"

Compared to the others, Ba Fula's expression was still relatively calm.

Ten minutes earlier, Big Xunbao couldn't sit still any longer and couldn't help shifting his bottom.

Since Bian Xialu wanted to put her name on his, she should agree to this matter…

"As for the lucky one, we'll let the Lucky Compass choose." The president of the Qiao Sang Society said, then nodded toward the pet beast beside him — about seventy centimeters tall, round-bodied, with a red needle on top of its head, looking just like a compass.

Everyone looked in the direction the Lucky Compass was pointing.

"No, no, you're a Beast Taming Department student, and you haven't even joined the Qiao Sang Society — why are you here making noise?"

"You can."

Lubao's two tails, still in the backpack, gave a big swing, and it contentedly burrowed back in.

Lan Xing couldn't help complaining inwardly: Just invite me to dinner directly, why all this unnecessary fuss…

"Your brain domain reached this level at 16. Your lifespan will surely be long in the future — how could you not have time?" Big Xunbao didn't take it to heart.

"Come sit over here."

"Which pet beast? Which type of comprehension does it increase?" Bian Xialu asked again.

Little Xunbao understood, immediately pulled in his expression, and sat up straight.

Since I'm already the insider pick, this Lucky Compass probably isn't rigged… Lan Xing's expression suddenly turned complicated.

Ever since she figured out why she kept running into the deans of various academies, Bian Xia understood that Dean Li Dongdong had come specifically for her.

Qiao Sang glanced at her:

Ba Fula recalled the appearance of the Steel-Slash Giant Falcon and remarked with feeling: "It really is quite giant…"

Everyone fell silent again.

And spiritual power is closely related to the brain domain.

But on second thought, no matter which planet they're on, Lan Xing and he are both Dragon Country people, so she didn't insist further.

He held a bowl in one hand and a brush in the other, walked up to Big Xunbao, dipped it in the white substance, and began to solemnly paint Bian Xia.

Little Xunbao pouted, looking at his own beast master with a face full of grievance.

"Okay, when the time comes, I'll take you to find Big Xunbao."

When others go to register their pet beasts' information, at most they just need to spend some time waiting in line.

At that moment, Lubao, who had been quiet in the backpack, poked its head out and called out once, indicating it also wanted Qiao Sang painted on its body.

In the luxurious, resplendent private room, well-dressed pet beasts placed plate after plate of roughly arranged dishes on the table.

"I guess everyone hasn't received the news yet."

What's important now is to cultivate Qiao Sang's interest.

"Like Ya Bao, do you want to be painted?"

Truly, not surprising at all.

After about half a minute or so, the red needle on its head moved slightly.

Sure enough, it's her… Lan Xing's expression remained calm.

What a plain, unadorned name… Lan Xing looked at the woman on stage, whose every gesture radiated poise, and was not surprised at all.

"Looks like our lucky one has already been chosen!" The president of the Qiao Sang Society announced loudly.

"Ghost Ring King." Lan Xing said: "Increases comprehension in the Superpower System."

"Ice Ai."

"Lingwen~"

Huh? Lan Xing was stunned for a moment, thinking, what's going on — this is completely different from what I imagined the other person would say!

So yesterday afternoon she really did have something on, and it wasn't an excuse to refuse… Ba Fula's expression froze slightly.

"Then isn't that the student holding Cheng Yanqilu!"

They had heard a little about Big Xunbao helping paint Bian Xia, but they had no idea at all that Big Xunbao would be having dinner and chatting with them!

……

Lan Xing walked through the crowd with a calm expression and stepped up onto the stage.

Honestly, it does look kind of like the real thing…

As someone in the know who had accepted the Qiao Sang Society president's task and invited Lan Xing several times, she could roughly guess that this so-called lucky one was probably already insider-picked as the Qiao Sang monster.

"No need for an opening speech — let's just get straight to selecting people."

High-level beast masters have long lifespans. Even if they initially stick to one field, when they stop making any progress in the later stages, they will take it upon themselves to learn skills in another field.

Saying this, she couldn't help feeling a bit weary.

Little Xunbao obediently floated over and stayed at the position she specified.

The moment the words fell, Little Xunbao cooperatively appeared.

"Steel-Slash Giant Falcon." Lan Xing said.

On stage, Bian Xialu saw this and revealed the first smile she'd shown since coming here.

Big Xunbao called out:

Lucky Compass… Relevant information surfaced in Lan Xing's mind.

"I want to paint one that can increase pet beasts' comprehension." Lan Xing said.

Bian Xia thought of something, lowered her head and asked:

Of course that's an exaggeration, but Lan Xing is the slowest brain-domain developer I've ever seen.

"Zhi Zhi."

"Bian Xia…"

Ba Fula hummed an acknowledgment:

Suddenly, the surrounding clamor rose like a tide.

A Dragon Country person… at a single glance, Bian Xia felt the other party must belong to the same country as you.

Lan Xing: "…"

But when it was her turn—greeting the leader, being led to a room, inspection, calling people, another inspection, reporting… the whole process took nearly two hours, directly missing the service window for the Body Tempering Worm's lower gate, and even made the News Academy's Dean Virginia wait for her half a day.

"Can't." Bian Xia Lu took out her phone and proactively said: "Let's exchange contact info first."

"It's actually you…"

"What was his Steel Guard Falcon called before it regressed?"

When you drew Qiao Sang back then, you thought the same thing… Bian Xia glanced at you and inexplicably thought of her past self.

Qiao Sang was silent for a few seconds, then said: "If you put it that way, I feel like the people who came are a bit too few."

The moment those words fell, the entire small hall instantly boiled over.

Ultra-short white hair, white already showing at the temples, the skin on the face unmarked by the stains of wind and frost, eyes bright and piercing, stature short but powerfully built, the whole person looking extremely dashing.

"That Little Xunbao being able to attend your event is an honor for your Bian Xia Society…"

……

Your damned talent actually made the dean willing to go this far for you… Lan Xing watched Little Xunbao walk forward, looked at the large Xunbao beside her covered in mysterious white patterns, and was just about to speak.

The two chatted casually for a few more sentences.

"Zhi Zhi…"

Lu Bao occasionally doesn't have mysophobia and is actually willing to draw Bian Xia on her body… Lan Xing was stunned for a moment, then said happily:

"Spirit Pattern~"

"Why did you bring me here?"

Bian Xia Lu said with a serious expression:

Or rather, this event might have all been held because of you.

By the window, the large Xunbao held a white flower, admiring her own appearance in the glass.

Originally she was still a bit hesitant.

"He's listed under your name. When he returns to Xun Xun, if there are any questions about Qiao Sang, he can contact you through the Star Net at any time."

"Why did you think of joining the Qiao Sang Society?"

Lan Xing thought for a moment, then said: "How long can the Qiao Sang on the Ghost Ring King's body be maintained?"

The crowd discussed in low voices while consciously edging aside, opening up a path.

An invisible wave enveloped everyone in the small hall.

"Well…" the Qiao Sang Society president paused, then continued: "We will select one lucky person from those present to come on stage, to have Little Xunbao personally draw Qiao Sang. The chosen person can make any request regarding Qiao Sang!"

"One week." Little Xunbao smiled: "But after one week, you can come find me, and I'll help extend the duration of your Qiao Sang."

Little Xunbao poured various materials Lan Xing didn't recognize into a white porcelain small bowl on the table, then stirred at a steady speed.

Ya Bao recalled the feeling of her own beast master drawing on her body in the past, then remembered hearing those humans say that drawing Qiao Sang could make one stronger. She struggled for a moment, then nodded with a resolute expression.

"Can you give me time to think it over?"

Lan Xing said tactfully: "I'm afraid I don't have time."

Those old fellows were tempted because Lan Xing might have a chance to participate in the Interstellar Cup in the future, but he—purely felt the other had a talent for learning Qiao Sang.

The people who came here are almost all from the Qiao Sang Academy of the Qiao Sang Society, and they know very well that drawing Qiao Sang requires absolute concentration and cannot be disturbed.

Speaking of this, she suddenly recalled that Bian Xia's Steel Guard Falcon had already completely regressed, paused, and shifted the topic:

Lan Xing answered: "I went to the Beast Center to register yesterday afternoon after school."

"Regarding Qiao Sang, is there anything you want to ask?" Little Xunbao asked.

"You mean, I don't need to attend Yuliandun Elementary, and can still be listed under your name?" Bian Xia confirmed.

The speaker was currently standing on stage—a woman.

At the same time, the Lucky Compass floated in the air, its long-and-short needle on its belly beginning to spin nonstop.

Ba Fula quickly regained her composure and said: "Because drawing Qiao Sang is also a means of strengthening pet beasts."

So it turns out I can be listed under your name without needing to transfer to Yuliandun Elementary…

That is the dean of the Yuliandun Qiao Sang Academy!

It's also because the time was changed again and again, plus this is actually considered an internal event of the Spirit Pattern Society—nearly four-fifths of the people are probably brought in internally… Ba Fula complained inwardly, while smiling on the surface:

"Of course it's true." Little Xunbao said warmly: "From the moment he was pointed at by the Lucky Compass, I knew he was fated with Qiao Sang."

At that moment, Lan Xing asked:

After all, once she goes to Xun Xun, there's no controlling her, and whether she'll even return to Super Su Xing is a question.

The table was already covered with all sorts of materials related to Qiao Sang.

You've invited me so many times, I don't believe you don't know… Lan Xing silently glanced at you.

That's right, it's it!

The Qiao Sang Society president on stage spoke with a slightly excited expression:

Little Xunbao glanced at the large Xunbao and said:

Lan Xing: "…"

A Steel-type General-rank pet beast of Super Su Xing, said to be able to find the luckiest person within a certain range of the venue recently…