Chapter 32

Time is like water, like a dream, like an illusion.

The scorching sun shone through the window into Freshman Class Seven of the Wuhun Academy.

Su Linfeng sat cross-legged on his seat, practicing, with his two followers, Hu Liena and Zhang Ping, on his left and right.

Half a month had passed since Bibi Dong succeeded as Pope, and the atmosphere of the entire Spirit Hall had taken on a new look. In the entire Class Seven, Su Linfeng was the most diligent, not forgetting to practice even in class.

No choice.

He still had to help Bibi Dong refine the Rakshasa Divine Sense at night, so he could only practice during the day at school.

The Rakshasa Divine Sense is deep-rooted, and refining it completely is not something that can be done overnight.

Su Linfeng was prepared for a protracted war.

If one year isn't enough, then two; if two years isn't enough, then ten. Anyway, within ten years, the mother entanglement is only in the growth stage and cannot come out to cause trouble.

It wasn't that Su Linfeng hadn't considered ending it early.

He was mainly worried about the blood energy that had cut off his tribulation back then. The Asura Divine Sense was not obtained by Tang San when he traveled through the City of Slaughter; it might have been brought out by Tang Hao and passed down to Tang San through bloodline inheritance.

Without absolute certainty, Su Linfeng didn't want to take any risks.

Moreover, the current priority was to help Bibi Dong refine the Rakshasa Divine Sense.

"Phew, finally level thirteen."

Hu Liena was the first to exit her cultivation state, happily saying: "Improving by one and a half levels in over three months, Pope's cultivation method is indeed the best."

"Nana is amazing."

Yan sat behind Hu Liena and smiled along: "At this rate of cultivation, you will be able to break through to the Soul Ancestor level in less than ten years and become the true Golden Generation of the Spirit Hall."

"Hmm."

Hu Liena responded casually.

Then, without even looking at Yan, she rested her chin on her hands and lay on the table.

Like Zhang Ping, she admired Su Linfeng with the obsession of a little sunflower, unable to help but mutter: "It's strange, Brother Su is clearly working as hard as everyone else, but it's been almost two months, why is there no movement in his spirit power?"

Snap~

Seeing Hu Liena's attention shift directly to Su Linfeng.

Yan silently snapped the steel pen in his hand.

The flame of jealousy in his chest rose to his head involuntarily. If he weren't afraid of making Hu Liena unhappy, he would probably challenge Su Linfeng countless times a day.

But what was even more miserable was that he couldn't beat him.

"Nana, just you wait."

Yan couldn't help but look at Su Linfeng, snorting coldly with a vow: "Sooner or later, I will defeat him myself."

"Are you sick?"

Hu Liena didn't seem to understand what Yan meant, saying impatiently: "Why do you always target Brother Su for no reason?"

"Exactly."

Zhang Ping added, "Yan, you are indeed going too far!"

Yan: "I..."

This is killing the heart!

Yan felt like he was about to explode, angrily evaporating the broken pen in his hand on the spot.

He now felt like someone was choking his throat, unable to breathe.

However, he was very confident in himself.

Although Su Linfeng was level twenty-four, his spirit power seemed to be locked; for the past two months, not only had there been no progress, but there were even signs of regression, which was truly puzzling.

But this also gave him hope.

During this period, the Golden Generation had been undergoing cruel training under Bibi Dong's specific guidance.

According to Bibi Dong's philosophy, cultivation is cultivation, emphasizing thirty percent practice and seventy percent training; only by fighting more among Spirit Masters can one have more opportunities and epiphanies, making cultivation twice as effective with half the effort.

So during this time, the cultivation speed of the Golden Generation had clearly improved.

Only Su Linfeng.

It couldn't be blamed on him. You have to know that Bibi Dong was only level eighty-five before, but now her spirit power had reached the Titled Douluo level, so the consumption every night could not be mentioned in the same breath.

It used to be a small horse pulling a big cart, now it's a chick pecking at an eagle.

It would be strange if his spirit power could rise.

"Phew~"

At this moment, Su Linfeng let out a long breath and slowly opened his eyes.

It's too hard!

It felt like his body had been hollowed out, with expenses exceeding income. At this moment, Su Linfeng urgently wanted to improve his spirit power, and he had never been so eager before.

The Immortal Herbs of the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well must all be eaten; Bibi Dong is simply a vampire, and now it's becoming increasingly difficult to satisfy her.

So much time has passed, and the Spirit Hall still hasn't found the location of the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well, which is inevitably somewhat depressing.

But then again, if the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well were so easy to find, it wouldn't have remained undiscovered for so long. If it really doesn't work, he could start with the Dugu Family.

"Brother Linfeng."

Zhang Ping smiled, "Are you finished practicing?"

"I saw Brother Su wake up first!" Hu Liena followed.

Uh...

Su Linfeng looked at the two sunflowers beside him, feeling somewhat helpless.

Do they have to fight over this too?

This feels like being in a kindergarten.

"Are you all ready?"

Just then, Lu'erdi'ala walked in from outside, "Pope has been waiting in the Death Canyon, you guys follow me."

Su Linfeng and the Golden Generation stood up one after another and left the classroom with Lu'erdi'ala.

The delayed Death Canyon trial.

Bibi Dong had previously said she would throw the Golden Generation into the Death Canyon for training, but due to the Qian Xunji incident, it was temporarily shelved, and coupled with Bibi Dong's succession as Pope, it was delayed for nearly two months.

"Did you hear?"

On the way, Li Kai said to Sun Chuantao in a low voice with an ugly expression: "This time the Pope is going to throw us into the Centennial Soul Beast Zone, and there is no teacher to protect us."

"No way, the Centennial Soul Beast Zone?"

Sun Chuantao couldn't help but shiver, "But we are only level eleven, how can we beat a centennial soul beast."

The entire Golden Generation.

Except for Hu Liena and Zhang Ping, everyone's expressions were very bad. In contrast, those two seemed to have completely ignored the dangers of this trip, whispering behind Su Linfeng the whole time.

Hu Liena was actually worried about this trial and couldn't help but whisper: "Zhang Ping, aren't you afraid?"

"Of course I'm afraid."

Zhang Ping looked up at Su Linfeng's back and took a deep breath: "But with Brother Linfeng here, I'm not afraid."

Hu Liena: "Me too, so we can be with Brother Su all day long."

"Let's agree on this first."

Zhang Ping seemed to think of something and lowered her voice to Hu Liena: "I want to sleep with Brother Linfeng tonight."

After these words fell.

Su Linfeng's heart tightened, and he thought silently, do you two think this is a vacation?

And do you even know what sleeping together means?

What kind of six-year-old child says such things casually?

"Why?"

Hu Liena's eyes rolled, and she refused on the spot, the sisterly bond shattered instantly, "Why shouldn't I be the one sleeping with Brother Su!"

Zhang Ping said righteously: "Because I want to have a baby with Brother Linfeng."

After the words fell.

Su Linfeng stumbled, almost falling over.

What the hell is having a baby? You are still a baby yourself.

Who taught you this!

Sure enough, the world of children is so innocent.

"Have a baby?"

Hu Liena asked suspiciously: "Can you have a baby by sleeping with Brother Su?"

Zhang Ping: "Of course."

"So it's that simple."

Hu Liena seemed to understand and said without hesitation: "Then I want to have a baby with Brother Su too!"

(End of chapter)