Chapter 956: Problem Solved

The two of them ate for nearly an hour, saying little, because the dishes before them were so delicious they couldn’t stop.

When they were both too full to eat another bite, they leaned back in their chairs, bellies swollen, like pregnant women exchanging parenting tips.

“I just checked the academy’s student forum—lots of people are begging for your contact info, like they’ve gone mad.”

Bai Xingwei smiled with great effort, and found it strangely novel.

Though renowned far and wide as a great beauty, Bai Xingwei’s popularity at the academy wasn’t nearly as high as one might expect, due to her overly fierce reputation.

Perhaps when people mention genius, Divine Warrior candidate, or powerhouse, classmates immediately think of her.

But if you mention goddess, Bai Xingwei definitely wouldn’t be among them.

As for the boys who came to compete for her hand in marriage, most were drawn by her family background.

What classmates truly liked, however, was precisely Luo Quan’s type.

First, Luo Quan’s beauty has reached a level beyond ordinary human reach—any normal boy would find it hard not to like her.

Second, whether on camera or in person at school, Luo Quan is consistently gentle and adorable, nothing like Bai Xingwei’s domineering personality.

For most boys, they’d naturally prefer a softer girl like that.

Of course, mostly because the boys don’t know Luo Quan’s true nature—if they did, they’d realize she has nothing to do with softness.

But for now, Luo Quan is a supremely charming, sweet, and innocent girl, with top-tier talent and cultivation potential—aside from a slightly ordinary background, she’s a perfect goddess.

Yet heroes need not ask about origins; for students of the Universe Academy, birth status is the least important thing.

Because they’ve already become the most promising young people in the universe, destined for great success—whether their origins are noble or not simply doesn’t matter.

Thus, Luo Quan, appearing out of nowhere, quickly rose to the top of boys’ lists as a goddess, with several bold ones already plotting how to court her.

It’s just that summer vacation is currently underway, and no one can find Luo Quan—otherwise, love letters would already be flying everywhere.

“That’s normal,” Luo Quan smiled faintly at Bai Xingwei’s teasing. “On my home planet, I got even more extreme treatment—during my peak, I received anonymous love letters every single day at school.”

“Luckily, I stopped going to school often afterward, and the love letters and confessions just got posted online—in the live-stream chat, and under my video comments.”

“Did any of those confessions ever make your heart flutter?” Bai Xingwei suddenly asked.

This soul-stirring question left Luo Quan in silence.

Indeed, among all the confessions and crushes she’d experienced, had there ever been one that made her heart flutter?

She realized she hadn’t felt that sensation in so long she’d forgotten what heart-fluttering even felt like.

It was rather unfortunate—her life lacked one thing others had, even if it wasn’t essential; the feeling of heart-fluttering was truly wondrous.

“Probably not. Because everyone’s confessions started with my looks.”

Luo Quan shook her head. “Precisely because I’m so beautiful, I stubbornly believe everyone who likes me is only after my face—if I didn’t have this face, they’d never like me.”

So I’ve always resisted accepting anyone’s affection—I’ve never tried a relationship.

On the other hand, I also think being single is fine—no need to worry about someone else, no burdens, no one can control me, and I don’t have to control anyone.”

“So I’ve always thought you’re the soulmate the heavens sent me!”

Bai Xingwei suddenly gripped Luo Quan’s hand excitedly. “Your thoughts are exactly like mine—I think love and marriage are completely unnecessary. Why add another person to tie you down when you can live so freely alone?”

“Too bad my family thinks my views are ridiculous, so they keep setting me up with matches—otherwise, I wouldn’t have come up with the martial arts marriage contest.”

Luo Quan gave a proud smile. “Then it seems my family is quite open-minded—they hope I’ll marry soon, but they also respect my choice to stay single.”

“Sigh.” Bai Xingwei choked on her envy, finally letting out a sigh.

Luo Quan added, “But life is long, and fate is unpredictable—maybe you’ll meet the right person someday. So you don’t need to be so upset.”

“If a truly strong man ever shows up in the future and defeats you, maybe he’ll instantly win your heart?”

“Impossible,” Bai Xingwei scoffed. “Even if I do have a destined one someday, he hasn’t even been born yet.”

She meant that among her generation, she had no rivals left.

Such words were indeed arrogant—but with Bai Xingwei’s strength backing them, they sounded utterly majestic.

And not just with Luo Quan—in the academy, she’d said similar things before, and no one had dared to contradict her.

“Anyway, being single is right. Even if I meet my destined love someday, that’s for later—who knows how long ‘later’ is?”

Bai Xingwei lazily rubbed her belly, clearly not fully agreeing with Luo Quan’s future-oriented remarks.

She valued the present—and her present thought was to stay single forever.

At that moment, a maid entered, carrying a wooden box.

“Miss, this is the Medicine King Pill you asked me to find.”

The maid placed the box on the table, bowing respectfully.

“Thank you,” Bai Xingwei said politely.

Luo Quan didn’t think masters should treat servants with arrogance—but she hadn’t expected Bai Xingwei to be so courteous to the maid.

Subconsciously, she still viewed the Holy Tang Heavenly Dynasty as a feudal regime.

In feudal regimes, the class gap between master and servant was immense.

“You look surprised,” Bai Xingwei noticed Luo Quan’s expression and asked curiously.

Luo Quan voiced her confusion; Bai Xingwei burst out laughing. “That’s ancient history. Today’s society believes everyone is born equal.”

Though that’s pure nonsense—most people can’t achieve true equality—but at least those with manners and cultivation still pay attention to it.

So even to servants and attendants, we mind our words—politeness benefits everyone; there’s no need to be haughty.”

“To hold such a view is already a great advancement,” Luo Quan sincerely praised.

“By the way, this is the pill that solves your eating problem.”

Bai Xingwei pushed the wooden box toward Luo Quan. “The Medicine King Pill is refined from multiple heavenly treasures—it satisfies the daily nutritional needs of any martial artist below the Divine Refinement stage.”

“Take one daily—even if you skip meals, you won’t feel hungry, and it won’t give you a sense of fullness, so you can still eat your three meals normally.”

“Amazing—this must’ve cost a fortune,” Luo Quan opened the box and found it filled with black pills, each one millimeter in diameter, emitting a strange medicinal fragrance.

“You’re overthinking,” Bai Xingwei laughed, waving a finger. “This thing offers zero cultivation boost. The so-called heavenly treasures are only considered precious by low-level civilizations—in the Universe Star, they’re as common as dirt, worth almost nothing.”

“If you want more, I can have a hundred more boxes delivered right now!”

“Enough, enough!” Luo Quan quickly waved her hands. “There are probably hundreds of pills in this box—they’ll last me nearly two years.”

“If you bring a hundred boxes, I won’t finish them even if I live to my natural end.”

“Why?” Bai Xingwei thought Luo Quan was joking. “Do you have some incurable illness?”

“Impossible—I just had a full physical, I’m perfectly healthy,” Luo Quan immediately denied.

Bai Xingwei smiled. “Then it’s settled—you’re healthy, and you’ve just broken through the Blood Tempering stage—your lifespan is at least five hundred years!”

“Five hundred years!” Luo Quan’s eyes widened in shock. “It can extend life that long?”

“That’s nothing. Once you break through the Mortal Transformation stage, you’ll easily live a thousand years.”

Bai Xingwei projected a list of drugs onto the screen. “These are common longevity pills on the market—different prices, different effects.”

But even the most basic longevity pills available to ordinary Universe Star residents can extend life beyond a thousand years.”

“Look at today’s elite on the Universe Star—who doesn’t live several thousand years?”

“If your cultivation advances further, living ten thousand years isn’t even unusual!”

“Ten thousand years…” Luo Quan’s astonishment was nearly visible as Bai Xingwei’s explanation grew more extravagant.

She didn’t understand what ten thousand years meant—in Earth’s history, ten thousand years ago, humans didn’t even have the concept of civilization.

But if her family could also gain such a long lifespan, it would certainly be a good thing.

Most people naturally wish to live longer.

Of course, on the condition of healthy living.

“Next time I come, I’ll study these longevity pills in detail,” Luo Quan tucked the Medicine King Pills away, excitedly saying.

“Next time? You mean you’re leaving?” Bai Xingwei understood Luo Quan’s implication and suddenly grew reluctant.

“Yes, I have to go,” Luo Quan nodded gently. “I’ve been away from home nearly ten days—it’s time to return.”

“But don’t worry—I’ll come back often to visit you.”

“Why should I worry?”

Bai Xingwei crossed her arms, speaking with an indifferent air. “Go ahead and leave—I’m used to being alone.”

“So stubborn,” Luo Quan smiled inwardly, but said aloud, “You’re used to being alone, but you can slowly get used to having two people—after all, my base for a long time might just be your place.”

“Easy. As long as you want to come, my door will always be open for you.”

Bai Xingwei finally smiled. “Then go home. I hope next time I video-call you with the Spirit Mirror, you’re not in the middle of a bath.”

Luo Quan gave a helpless look. “I can’t promise that—how do I know when you’ll call?”

“Just make sure no one’s around when you use the Spirit Mirror—if I see anything I shouldn’t, I’ll come after you.”

“Got it. ‘Show your charms’? Like I’m dying to see you—besides being pale and a bit more generous, there’s nothing special about you.”

As Bai Xingwei spoke, her voice carried a distinct sour tang.

“You don’t want to see—but others might.”

Luo Quan stood up, serious now. “Let’s end here—I’ll come visit you again soon.”

“Goodbye,” Bai Xingwei didn’t rise, only waved at Luo Quan.

The Universe Star didn’t have this farewell custom—she’d learned it from Luo Quan.

Luo Quan opened the portal, stepped inside, and vanished with the door.

Watching the spot where Luo Quan had disappeared, Bai Xingwei sighed softly: “Alone again.”

………………

Ten days away, Luo Quan returned to her bedroom.

Xiao Yu saw her, stretched lazily on the floor, then leapt into her arms, her resentful gaze saying: “Why didn’t you go fight her?”

Meanwhile, Da He and Xiao Jin excitedly showed off their experience fighting alongside their master.

Luo Quan sensed Xiao Yu’s resentment and stroked its little head: “This battle was intense, so I didn’t dare bring you. Next time we fight on the arena, I’ll let you go first, okay?”

“That’s more like it.” Xiao Yu was fairly satisfied with this promise, and its mood finally settled.

“By the way, has anyone come in these past few days?”

Luo Quan looked at the bedroom’s layout—it seemed no different from when she left—but she still needed to confirm this with Xiao Yu, who had stayed inside the house all along.

Seeing it shake its head, Luo Quan felt considerably relieved.

Regarding secrets, she had already leaked the news of Qi’s revival to her family.

But such things were bound to be revealed eventually, so leaking them wasn’t a big deal—as long as the general public didn’t find out.

But as for aliens, knowing about them wouldn’t help them, so it’s still best to keep it secret for now.

She opened the door and stepped into the living room, intending to shout, “I, Luo Han San, am back!”—but the person sitting on the sofa shocked her.

“Mom! How did you get back?”

Not only was Luo Ni there, but Luo Xi was too.

She was nearly two years old and could already run across the floor at lightning speed.

And perhaps aware she was a precious little darling, she’d grown quite spoiled—whenever things didn’t go her way, she’d cry.

But who could blame her? She was the baby of the family, and everyone was happy to spoil her.