Chapter 1101: Little Peach

Little Peach

A glimmer of hope flashed in Chen Ling's eyes.

"What should I do?" Chen Ling asked immediately, his voice somewhat urgent.

"No rush."

Teacher Ye saw the anxiety in his eyes and spoke with a smile. "Although I understand the Calamity of Mockery to some extent, this is also my first time seeing your situation... I need to go back and carefully flip through the materials from back then again. Give me some time, alright?"

Chen Ling still wanted to say something, but Teacher Ye spoke again:

"What's more, what you need to do most right now is not to control the Calamity of Mockery, but to rest... How long has it been since you last slept?"

Chen Ling fell into silence... After a long while, he smiled bitterly in helplessness.

From single-handedly setting off the riot in the Wuji Domain, to being captured, to the Wuji Domain great battle, and then the Calamity of Mockery losing control, and heading to the Integration Faction... Chen Ling's last time sleeping and resting seemed to be a matter of several days ago.

As Teacher Ye pointed this out, Chen Ling immediately felt exhaustion surging over like a tide, almost drowning him. He couldn't even sit steadily... It was already impossible to want to start the cultivation of controlling the Calamity of Mockery today.

"Mister Chen, there is no need to be anxious, nor impatient."

Teacher Ye's voice was gentle and distant, like a Cultivator living in seclusion in the deep mountains, systematically guiding a junior. "The days ahead are still very long, controlling the Calamity of Mockery... we have plenty of time."

"... You are right."

Chen Ling slowly stood up from his seat. "When I have rested well, I will come bother you again."

He drank the tea brewed by Teacher Ye and turned to walk out of the office. Just at this moment, he seemed to think of something, turning his head to look at the simple figure before the window,

"Teacher Ye, just call me Chen Ling from now on... I came to the Integration Faction to seek studies, I am no Mister."

Teacher Ye was slightly taken aback, the smile on his face becoming even more relaxed and gentle,

"Alright, I understand."

Chen Ling calmed his emotions and walked out of Teacher Ye's office.

At this time, he was already exhausted to the extreme. Not only were his footsteps floating, but even his vision was somewhat blurry. After pushing the door open, he vaguely saw a black shadow standing outside the door in a trance, and almost bumped into it head-on.

"Ouch!"

The long-tense body erupted with astonishing reaction speed at the instant it bumped into that black shadow. Chen Ling narrowed his eyes, one hand backhandedly grabbing the person's arm, while a Bone-Stripping Knife smoothly fell into the palm of his other hand, the sharp blade tip pressing against the figure's neck!

A panicked and delicate cry sounded.

Only then did Chen Ling see clearly the appearance of the "black shadow" in front of him. It was a young girl with her entire body wrapped in a yellowish-brown cloak. The material of the clothes was almost the same as Zhao Yi's wandering black robe, the difference being that this one in front of him was more petite and bright...

Even more eye-catching than the yellowish-brown cloak were those pair of light yellow beast ears growing on top of her head. The surface was covered with fine fluff, like the ears of some feline animal. The instant Chen Ling's blade edge pressed against her neck, those ears immediately pressed backward like an airplane, incomparably terrified!

"Don't kill me don't kill me don't kill me don't kill me don't kill me........."

A strong sensation of trembling transmitted from Chen Ling's palm. The young girl in front of him tightly closed her eyes, her whole person trembling frantically, her face incomparably pale... It made one suspect that she would be scared to death alive in the next moment.

The instinct for battle was suppressed by Chen Ling. He saw clearly that the young girl in front of him was exactly one of the many Fusionists who had welcomed him outside the door just now. He immediately realized he had been abrupt, putting away the Bone-Stripping Knife in his hand while speaking apologetically:

"I'm sorry... my consciousness wasn't very clear just now, I didn't mean it."

The young girl finally stopped trembling. She carefully opened her eyes a slit, and only after confirming that the knife on her neck had disappeared did she swallow her saliva fiercely, muttering to herself:

"Holy shit, I was almost fucking scared to death... As expected, what's written in books is all deceptive. Next time if I believe in any bullshit romantic encounter plots, I'm a fucking dog..."

Chen Ling: ?

Chen Ling was slightly taken aback, looking at the delicate and cute beast-eared girl in front of him, thinking he had experienced auditory hallucinations... Who was speaking just now?

"What did you say?"

"Ah? No, I..." The young girl fiercely snapped back to her senses, hesitatingly opening her mouth. "I, my name is Little Peach... That what... The Holy Son said to let me take... take take take take... take you to your room. He has arranged everything well... So that's why I was waiting here... I absolutely did not eavesdrop!!"

"..."

Chen Ling only heard that Zhao Yi had arranged the room for him, and didn't listen to anything else. At this time he was already extremely tired and urgently needed to find a place to sleep. He nodded slightly and said, "Thank you."

Seemingly noticing that Chen Ling's mental state wasn't good, Little Peach blinked, asking doubtfully:

"Lord... Chen Ling, are you feeling unwell somewhere?"

"No, I'm just a bit tired."

"Oh oh oh, then let's go quickly and go back to rest early."

Wrapped in the yellowish-brown cloak, Little Peach led Chen Ling to travel through the tree hollows. On the way, they would occasionally bump into other Fusionists passing by or gathering to chat. Seeing Chen Ling arrive, their eyes lit up, and they immediately wanted to step forward to ask something.

Whenever this happened, Little Peach would dash in front of Chen Ling with aswoosh, like a big star's manager, seriously resting her hands on her hips:

"Lord Chen Ling is tired! No one is allowed to disturb him!!"

"If you have anything to say, wait until he wakes up!"

"Out of the way!!"

Little Peach led Chen Ling, traveling through the tree hollows all the way like this, finally arriving before a wooden door.

"We're here." Little Peach took out a key from her embrace and handed it to Chen Ling. "This was specifically arranged by the Holy Son. From now on, this is your exclusive room~"

After handing the key to Chen Ling, Little Peach took her leave. Chen Ling stood before the wooden door, slowly inserting the key into the door crack. A moment later, a light click sounded from behind the door...

A burst of cool breeze brushed across Chen Ling's face.

Chen Ling walked into the room, his gaze sweeping over everything inside. Living room, dining table, chairs, sofa, large bed... Although most were made of wood, it didn't look monotonous, but rather had a natural sense of breathing.

And as Chen Ling walked to the innermost part of the room, a balcony wrapping around more than half of the room appeared before his eyes, almost covering every angle. Standing here, one could almost feel the hazy sunlight of the Gray World all day long, along with a Gray World field of vision opened to the extreme.

Exclusive special treatment, the lively Integration Faction atmosphere, a 270-degree panoramic balcony, and the joyful teenagers after learning of his arrival. Only at this moment did Chen Ling truly know that every word Zhao Yi said was true... To the him who had nowhere to go at that time, he didn't boast half a sentence.

The clamor and liveliness at the entrance had already receded like a wave, like an illusory dream bubble. Chen Ling stood quietly under the Gray World sky, and everything around returned to solitude once again.

"The Integration Faction huh... It's not bad either." He murmured to himself.

The Great Crimson Theatrical Robe danced lonely in the wind. He stood under the sky of the Gray World, but the scenery reflected in his eyes was unknown from where.