Chapter 155: How Can a Goddess Be Gentle

Deafening cheers filled the entire venue, crashing back and forth like waves.

The powerful Spells of Spirit Cultivators, with their full-blown special effects, were visually spectacular. The ghostly speed and extreme movement techniques of the Martial Artists were no less entertaining; this was undoubtedly a match that far exceeded their expectations, instantly getting them excited.

Amidst the cheers, Meng Chunqiu stood there blankly.

The clock overhead displayed the time.

15:00:29.

Brother Chen actually defeated Brother Jiang, and it only took twenty-nine seconds?

How is this possible?

Meng Chunqiu felt his perception had been refreshed.

He and Brother Chen had watched many of Brother Jiang's matches, especially during the period when Brother Chen was designing Defense Runes for Brother Jiang; they went almost every day. He naturally knew the combat power of this brute, Brother Jiang—Brother Jiang could fight Martial Artists engraved with Runes on the Arena relying solely on his own strength, and his record was quite good. After engraving several sets of Runes that Brother Chen had tailored for him, he was even more like a tiger with wings. The Fourth Stage Spirit Cultivator from this morning was not only a student of Yujing Academy but also a disciple of the Spirit Sect with orthodox Spirit Sect inheritance, yet he still lost to Brother Jiang, and Brother Jiang defeated him without even using that Sword Qi Rune.

"..."

Why did it turn out like this?

It was clear that Brother Jiang was the rudest person in the entire Dormitory; Meng Chunqiu had always considered him the rudest person in the entire Dormitory, and of course, the one with the strongest combat power.

As for Brother Chen...

Brother Chen was of course also relatively rude, much ruder than himself, but at least he could recite a couple of poems, play the zither and sing, and even work as a music producer; therefore, Brother Chen's level of rudeness was naturally far inferior to Brother Jiang's.

It was precisely for this reason that Meng Chunqiu had always felt that Brother Chen's combat power definitely could not compare to Brother Jiang's.

Yet Brother Chen was actually this good at fighting!?

How did this person manage to beat Brother Jiang black and blue in the Arena while reciting poems and singing songs?

Meng Chunqiu could not figure it out no matter how he thought about it.

The leaders and teachers of the Ancient Cultivation Academy and the Martial Cultivation Academy gathered together, chatting with smiles on their faces while looking at the two young men in the Arena.

"This student of yours this year is quite extraordinary!"

"Not at all, not at all..."

"He's only a freshman?"

"Isn't this student of yours, Jiang, also a freshman?" the leader of the Ancient Cultivation Academy said. "A freshman pure Martial Artist being able to display such strong power—a typical Fourth Stage Martial Cultivator probably couldn't even beat him. A Martial Artist rivaling a Martial Cultivator; the Martial Artist Department has produced a good seedling this year. He's a key cultivation target, right?"

"Haha, he has always been our key cultivation target," the leader of the Martial Cultivation Academy laughed. "This student of yours is also a key cultivation target, right?"

"More or less." The leader of the Ancient Cultivation Academy smiled happily, feeling overjoyed inside. "To be honest, I didn't expect him to perform so well. Originally, the Spirit Cultivator system requires quite a bit of time to delve into Spells. He has only been enrolled for a year, and he is still so young; being able to have this performance is also beyond our expectations."

"Eh, is this student of yours participating in the inter-school Arena competition this year?"

"It depends on his own willingness. In principle, we still hope he goes. Of course, we aren't considering the ranking; it's good to go and experience it, to accumulate some experience."

"We think so too, to go and broaden his horizons."

"Right."

"Our school isn't doing too well in this year's Martial Body Meet; I estimate the first place will be born from the Buddhist Academy, the Daoist Academy, or the school next door. But in my view, as long as this student Chen is cultivated properly, by the next session, or at most the one after that, this student Chen will definitely be a favorite to win the championship. If there are no other good seedlings, just betting everything on him will surely not be wrong."

"Let's see, let's see..."

The leader of the Ancient Cultivation Academy said repeatedly, his eyes squinting into slits from smiling.

Shi Qian stood quietly behind them, not joining the conversation.

At this time, the leader of the Martial Cultivation Academy sighed and brought up students from other schools: "I heard that the Daoist Academy, the Buddhist Academy, and the school next door each have a disciple from the Daoist, Buddhist, and Sword Sects enrolled this year. Tsk, hearing that momentum, if nothing goes wrong, the Daoist, Buddhist, and Sword Sects are all cultivating these few disciples as the sect leaders two hundred years from now. Compared to these successors, we are at a great disadvantage this year."

The leader of the Ancient Cultivation Academy nodded repeatedly in agreement, smiling as he looked at Chen Shu while they spoke.

Brother Jiang was currently receiving treatment.

Chen Shu had a sense of propriety; it was no big deal.

With the medical support forces mobilized by the school during the Martial Body Meet, this minor injury would not affect the match in the evening.

Of course, he had no match in the evening.

Chen Shu exchanged a few words with him, then, driven by laziness, wanted to return to his guardian's side to feel the warmth, but the guardian's gaze drove him to sigh and walk up to the leaders, asking: "Leaders, I don't want to compete tonight. Can my registration for the off-campus competition be approved?"

"Why don't you want to compete?" the leader asked with kind concern. "I saw you fighting quite easily."

"I was injured a little."

"That person didn't even touch you; what kind of injury did you sustain?"

"My heart was injured."

"How was it injured?"

"He is my roommate."

"So you two are roommates..."

"So..."

"It's best to compete. Compete more, accumulate some competition experience; it will never be wrong."

"Understood. Goodbye, leaders; goodbye, teachers."

"Hey, hey, wait..."

The leader of the Ancient Cultivation Academy reached out, attempting to educate this unmotivated student again, but this young man was unusually cunning; acting as if he hadn't heard, he slipped away to the recorder and said he wouldn't compete in the next round.

The academy leader felt a bit awkward. Catching sight of the leader of the Martial Cultivation Academy looking at him with a smile, he also revealed a smile and pointed at Chen Shu:

"Look at the young people nowadays... truly clever!"

"Young people nowadays, they aren't like us back then, so honest!"

"Isn't that so! We only have one Fifth Stage student competing this session. Based on the strength he just displayed, I estimate he would definitely have no problem getting into the top three, and with some effort, he might even fight for second place... A freshman who is second in the whole school is still quite rare, and hey, he just doesn't want to compete. Don't you find that infuriating?"

"..."

The teacher from the Martial Cultivation Academy remained silent.

This Fifth Stage classmate is from the Ancient Cultivation Academy, a disciple of the Spirit Sect, and this classmate Chen is also from the Ancient Cultivation Academy...

Just pretend I didn't hear it!

Don't give him a chance to show off!

Ning Qing returned to the Dormitory.

The young girl was sitting on the sofa, bored, petting Taozi, while Zhang Suannai sat beside the young girl, randomly fiddling with a shape-shifting Rubik's cube.

Seeing that Ning Qing had returned, Zhang Suannai happened to throw away the cube she could never solve, opened her eyes wide, and looked at Ning Qing:

"Where did you go again?"

"Outside."

"You didn't even come to watch my match; my match was so spectacular, so cool!" Zhang Suannai said, "You don't know, after I finished, the whole audience was cheering and screaming, my little fanboys and fangirls increased by several hundred!"

"Not interested."

"Then where did you go?"

"Yujing Academy."

"Went to see him again?"

"Yes."

"!"

To think she would admit it so readily.

Zhang Suannai quietly clenched her fists and said again: "But you went out first thing in the morning; did you watch him all day?"

"So what?"

"You were watching him all morning and afternoon?"

"So what?"

"Did you eat lunch together?"

"So what?"

"What did you eat?"

"The canteen."

"Hey! I thought it was something delicious!"

"..."

This person talks too much.

Ning Qing couldn't be bothered to pay attention to her.

She came to the sofa and sat down; Taozi broke free from the young girl's arms and ran into her arms to stay, and she didn't care, completely ignoring her, only taking out her Mobile Phone to send a message to Chen Shu.

Ning Qing: Arrived.

Chen Shu: Good.

Chen Shu: Check the group.

Ning Qing tapped open Jade Capital Ghoul.

Chen Shu: The day after tomorrow at noon, same old place, celebrating Qingqing's 80th birthday.

Chen Shu: Time to order dishes, time to order dishes.

Chen Shu: Each person is limited to ordering one.

Chen Shu: Really not allowed to order more this time.

Chen Shu: /One warning.

Chen Shu: @Ning Qing

Chen Shu: Your roommate also has the right to order a dish; you can ask her if she has any dietary restrictions, if she eats cilantro, green onions, or garlic, and if she can handle spicy food.

Ning Qing turned her head faintly, glancing at Zhang Suannai, who had just been preparing to peek at her Mobile Phone screen but instantly withdrew her gaze and pretended to be nonchalant: "He asked me to ask you if you have any dietary restrictions, if you eat cilantro, green onions, or garlic, and if you can handle spicy food."

"Who? Who is he?"

"You didn't see?"

"No! I can swear!"

"..." Ning Qing was completely uninterested in her oath and only repeated, "Answer."

"Answer what? What did you ask?"

"..."

"I forgot..."

"Do you eat cilantro, green onions, or garlic, and can you handle spicy food."

"I eat everything! I eat everything! There's nothing I don't eat!"

"Good."

Ning Qing lowered her head and typed her reply unhurriedly, while saying without lifting her head: "He said you can order one dish, and he will make it for you."

Zhang Suannai, who had just turned her eyeballs to the far right wanting to peek, was startled by her sudden voice; she hurriedly withdrew her gaze, sat up straight, pretended nothing had happened, and asked again: "Order a dish? Why?"

"Everyone has to order."

"Oh, oh."

"Can only order one."

"Then I want to eat Yuer Chicken! The Yuer Chicken made last time was so delicious!" After Zhang Suannai finished speaking, she looked at her nervously, "Is that okay?"

"It is."

Ning Qing's voice was faint, and she lowered her head again.

Ning Qing: She wants to eat Yuer Chicken.

Chen Shu: Very well.

Chen Shu: How about you?

Chen Shu: The Sour Radish Old Duck Soup doesn't count, that was agreed upon beforehand, and we need to stew a soup anyway.

Chen Shu: Besides, you are the birthday girl, I'll let you order two.

Ning Qing: Sweet and Sour Chinese Cabbage, and a Home-style Fish with a sweet and sour flavor.

Chen Shu: Next.

Ning Qing: Xiaoxiao wants to eat sour and spicy shredded potatoes.

Ning Ji: I don't.

Ning Ji: I want to eat Five-spice Mashed Potatoes.

Ning Qing:......

Chen Shu: @Chen Banxia

Chen Banxia: Big sister wants to eat Spicy Snail.

Chen Shu: That is suitable as a snack or a late-night meal, I'll make it for you next time, pick another one.

Chen Banxia: /Yay!

Chen Banxia: I get to eat two dishes!

Chen Banxia: Then I want to eat Big Plate Chicken.

Chen Shu: We already have chicken.

Chen Banxia: Then make me Big Plate Chicken next time.

Chen Shu:......

Chen Banxia: Hmm? My dear younger brother?

Chen Shu: Very well.

Chen Banxia: /Yay

Chen Shu: To prevent you from exploiting loopholes, if your next dish is rejected again, both your Spicy Snail and Big Plate Chicken will be off the table.

Chen Banxia: You are so much stricter with big sister than with Qingqing and Xiaoxiao, this is unfair!

Chen Shu: Hurry up.

Chen Banxia: Boiled Meat Slices.

Chen Shu: You have such heavy tastes.

Chen Banxia: Not allowed?

Chen Banxia: /Behaving well

Chen Shu: Very well.

Chen Banxia: /Yay

Ning Qing pressed the Mobile Phone screen off, glanced at Zhang Suannai who was sitting upright beside her, and said expressionlessly, "The day after tomorrow at noon, just come to my house. We will probably start eating at twelve o'clock. You can arrive early if you want, Xiaoxiao will keep you company."

"I won't," the little girl denied instantly.

"What about you guys?" Zhang Suannai seemed not to have heard the little girl's words.

"We are going to buy groceries in the morning."

"You two? Then I'll just go with you!" Zhang Suannai's eyes sparkled, "I'm very strong, I can help you carry things!"

"Chen Shu will be there too."

"......"

"Also, stop following us," Ning Qing glanced at her, her voice flat, "Just come on time for the meal."

"......"

Zhang Suannai's features crumpled into a ball.

For some reason, every time she heard Ning Qing mention Chen Shu, although her tone remained flat and she had no expression, Zhang Suannai would inexplicably have a strange feeling in her heart—at that moment, she seemed a little gentler.

At the very least, there was no sense of alienation.