Chapter 261: The Experience Was Great

July 19th.

The afternoon sunlight was somewhat blinding; even through the gauze curtains, it still dazzled the eyes.

Ning Qing opened her eyes.

What came into view was a snow-white ceiling, and the surrounding environment became clear and distinct in an instant—she was currently lying flat on her own bed, covered by a quilt. The temperature in the room was neither cold nor hot, and the breeze slipping in through the floor-to-ceiling windows occasionally lifted a corner of the gauze curtains. In the vase on the bedside table were two light purple roses, emitting a faint citrus scent.

Someone was sitting in her room, quietly reading a book.

Ning Qing checked herself.

She was wearing clothes.

Still the same clothes as before.

There was no obvious feeling of abnormality on her body; on the contrary, she felt surprisingly good.

There was his scent beside her.

Ning Qing got up.

That person noticed the movement and immediately turned his head, a gentle and radiant smile on his face:

"You're awake!"

She couldn't be bothered to pay him any mind.

Ning Qing sat on the edge of the bed, lowered her head to find her slippers, put them on, and walked toward the bathroom.

"Snap..."

She turned on the bathroom light.

Ning Qing stood in front of the mirror to check herself first.

There was no graffiti on her face.

She assumed there wouldn't be any elsewhere either.

But she could imagine that there must be some places on her body imprinted with his fingerprints.

Perhaps even saliva.

As for exactly which places...

She was too lazy to think about it, lest she get angry.

Ning Qing had just wanted to leave when she suddenly stopped, turned back, and continued to face the mirror—

She closed her left eye.

Written on her eyelid was a very small character for "silly."

She opened her left eye and closed her right eye.

Written on that eyelid were the four characters for "you guessed wrong."

Ning Qing pursed her lips and remained silent for a few seconds, the corners of her mouth gradually curling into a slight arc. The first thought that rose in her heart was actually—

How did he determine that she would close her left eye first?

Pure random guessing? Or was he somewhat certain?

Only a few seconds later, this smile vanished. She picked up some makeup remover and turned on the shower head, letting it slowly release hot water.

Half an hour later.

Ning Qing walked out of the bathroom. That person was standing outside holding a book, looking at her with eager eyes, and even pretending to be concerned:

"How do you feel?"

"Quite good."

"That's good."

Ning Qing noticed his gaze constantly darting toward her eyes and couldn't help but be speechless. Is this person an idiot? After taking a shower, she would definitely wash it off. Besides, he deliberately wrote the words in the middle of her eyelids and wrote them so small; wasn't it just so that people wouldn't see them when they opened their eyes...

Ning Qing deliberately didn't blink, looking at him indifferently: "And you? How do you feel?"

"Me? Also quite good..."

"?"

"Very good!"

"How is my figure?"

"Even better than I imagined!"

"Did you have fun?"

"I did!"

"Are you satisfied?"

"Satisfied!"

"Where do you want to be buried?"

"Buried by your side..."

"Your reaction is quite fast."

"Average, average, third in the world."

"..."

Ning Qing stopped in her tracks and revealed a smile.

Her eyes remained unblinking.

"Emmm..."

Chen Shu sensed that it was a bit dangerous here, so he put away his book, retreated silently, and said to her: "You should take a good moment to feel your own improvement. You must be starving after not eating for so long. I'll go downstairs and heat up some food for you..."

"I'm not hungry."

"Even if you're not hungry, I have to go down. Taozi seemed to call me just now to guide it on writing its thesis, so I have to hurry over and take a look."

"..."

Ning Qing watched him turn around and leave quickly, pursed her lips, retracted her gaze indifferently, and said nothing.

Just consider it a perk for him.

Another half hour later.

When she went downstairs, Chen Shu had already heated up the meal for her; it was the leftovers from their lunch, a small portion of twice-cooked pork with potatoes, a small portion of stir-fried spicy pork intestines, and surprisingly, a portion of toothpick meat that was rarely made, which was more like a snack for watching TV. It was clear that this person was in a very good mood when he woke up this morning, otherwise he wouldn't have had the leisure to do this.

A plate of toothpick meat, and only two pieces were left for her.

Ning Qing sat down silently and started eating.

Chen Shu sat opposite her, watched her eat, and asked, "Are you able to fly now?"

"I don't know."

"Then do you have a suitable Flying Spell?"

"Imperial Sky Technique."

"The latest version?"

"The 2010 version."

"I have a copy of the latest version, specifically borrowed from the sect for you." Chen Shu took out a copy of "Imperial Sky Technique", "The 2019 version. I heard that compared to the previous version, it has replaced the newly discovered core Runes and optimized the Rune structure, so the performance has improved significantly."

The Imperial Sky Technique is considered the most common Flying Spell in the country, and the vast majority of Cultivators learn it.

But that doesn't mean it is ordinary.

Because the threshold for learning Flying Spells is relatively high, there are not many Cultivators at the Sixth Stage or above, and very few ordinary people reach the Sixth Stage based on hobbies, so the types of Flying Spells are relatively few, and their strengths and weaknesses are very intuitive. Most Cultivators will directly choose to practice the best one. Therefore, the Imperial Sky Technique is also the most excellent one among conventional Flying Spells, with balanced capabilities in all aspects, and it has defeated almost all competitors in the country.

Some things are too popular because they are ordinary, while others are because they are excellent.

The Imperial Sky Technique is just like that.

After all, not every Cultivator is a Spirit Cultivator who has enough energy to learn two Flying Spells at the same time. For Cultivators of other systems, a Flying Spell itself is a large-scale spell, and learning one is already life-threatening.

"Learn it quickly."

Chen Shu couldn't help but urge her: "Then I can hold your hand and fly around everywhere, just like a pair of immortal lovers."

Ning Qing ate her meal silently and did not answer.

"I'm talking to you."

Ning Qing swallowed what was in her mouth, reached out her hand unhurriedly, and pinched a toothpick on the plate, on which was skewered a piece of plum blossom meat that had been fried until the skin was crispy and tasted spicy, numbing, and fresh. This was the last piece. She didn't rush to eat it, but looked up at Chen Shu and said:

"It tastes good."

"..."

Chen Shu turned his head to look at Taozi and Xiaoxiao.

I wonder if it's too late to shift the blame to them now...

Ning Qing glanced at his expression. Even though she had never been in contact with the Secret Sect System, she was clear about what he was thinking, but she didn't expose him, just ate the last piece of toothpick meat, and then put away the "Imperial Sky Technique":

"I will try to master it as soon as possible."

"Good!"

"I'll ask you if I don't understand."

"Even better!"

"..."

That evening.

Chen Shu returned to Yujing Academy, and Ning Qing and Xiaoxiao also returned to Ling'an Academy.

After ten months of absence, this school was still the same, as if time could not leave any traces on it. It's just that new students are registering tomorrow, and many students and parents from other places have already rushed over. It's not that twenty-year-olds must have their parents send them, but it's good to come and see, so it is exceptionally lively today.

Chen Shu was wearing gray-white sweatpants, an old T-shirt, jogging shoes, and a baseball cap, walking slowly into the campus.

The feeling of youth has returned.

The most beautiful thing in this world is nothing more than youth.

Just looking at it from afar, one would feel it is beautiful.

Especially in summer, especially when school has just started, especially at night, the young ladies are all wearing beautiful and cool clothes, under the lights of the shops, even those whose skin is not very good usually are all white and bright.

Good-looking.

Chen Shu gradually walked back to the Dormitory, went upstairs all the way, and took out his card.

"Beep, beep, beep."

There were already people in the Dormitory.

Brother Jiang came back this morning, and Brother Meng came back in the afternoon. Chen Shu knew they were both in the room, so he chose to come back today.

"Oh! You two! Long time no see, have you sparked any romance?"

"Brother Chen, you've finally returned."

Meng Chunqiu was still in that outfit, traditional element clothing that he didn't mind the heat for, long hair that he didn't mind the heat for, and even when watching TV at home, he had to hold a folding fan. His delicate face was better-looking than most girls.

Jiang Lai's outfit was the exact opposite, a vest and shorts, flip-flops with split soles, similar to Chen Shu's outfit on the deserted island, which was a bit rough.

"Brother Jiang has gained weight? Are you eating well?"

"It's muscle..." Jiang Lai looked at him, slightly embarrassed, "I practiced hard for half a year to advance to the Five-stage Martial Artist."

"Muscle? Let me touch it!"

"Uh..."

"Don't be shy!"

Chen Shu insisted on touching Jiang Lai, and after touching him, he gave a bad review: "Is this what a Five-stage Martial Artist's muscle is like? It's the same as normal muscle. I thought it would feel as hard as iron..."

Jiang Lai shook his head hurriedly:

"No..."

Meng Chunqiu watched from the side, unable to help but frown, and said worriedly, "Brother Chen, are you disappointed in your girlfriend during your travels, to the point that your sexual orientation has changed?"

"Nonsense! I love my Qingqing dearly!" Chen Shu immediately retorted, "Besides, even if my sexual orientation had changed, I should be making a move on you."

"Eww~~"

"Uh..."

"Haha! I brought you all local specialties!" Chen Shu took out two crafts and two small stones, distributing them to them, "One was bought in Duqin, and one I picked up on the beach."

"Brother Chen is thoughtful."

Meng Chunqiu was not polite; as soon as he got his hands on them, he picked the two he liked and examined them carefully.

Seeing this, Jiang Lai took the remaining two.

Afterwards, Chen Shu sat in the living room and chatted with them for a while, talking about what happened at school at the end of last year and the first half of this year, talking about when Brother Jiang passed the Five-stage Martial Artist certification and his performance in the Arena, and talking about Brother Meng's poetry dreams, before returning to his room.

The room was still as it had been when he left.

It was full of the smell of dust.

Chen Shu opened the balcony door and waved his hand to release a breeze, blowing away the stagnant air in the room, and only then did he begin to tidy up the room.

Nine o'clock in the evening.

Chen Shu had already washed up and was lying on the bed; facing the light, he looked at the mark on his right waist again.

After studying it for these two days, he discovered that although the Origin Power within the mark was like a stubborn stone and he still could not shake it, he could decide the position of this mark.

It was just that the position chosen by the Spirit Saint was quite good; on the waist, it was both easy to hide and easy to show.

Therefore, Chen Shu gave up the idea of moving it to his armpit to absorb sweat, and also gave up the idea of moving it to his buttocks to hide it, leaving it right there.

After a moment of thought—

Chen Shu took out his Mobile Phone.

Qingcai Keke: Are you there?

Beauty with Eight-pack Abs: I'm here, Senior Brother!

Grandma Always Says: Say

Haoran:?

Gate of All Wonders: Planning to arrange a fight with Grandma?

Green Lamp Ancient Buddha: Amitabha, this poor monk has arrived.

Qingcai Keke: I have a mark.

Qingcai Keke: It's just that I am very curious about its ultimate purpose, so do you have any reliable information you can share?

Haoran: Regrettably, I don't know any more than you do.

Gate of All Wonders: +1

Green Lamp Ancient Buddha: +!

Haoran: But what can be known is that they will not harm us.

Gate of All Wonders: +1

Green Lamp Ancient Buddha: +!

Haoran: My Meng Family ancestors could not do such a thing.

Gate of All Wonders: +1

Green Lamp Ancient Buddha: +!

Grandma Always Says: The Sword Masters and Sword Gods of my Sword Sect through the ages have also been upright and filled with righteous energy.

Grandma Always Says: /Serious

Qingcai Keke: Goodbye.

Chen Shu closed the group chat in disappointment.

It seemed these people didn't know any useful information either; perhaps they knew even less than he did, and he even believed that, aside from the group owner, the others likely did not understand the thousand-year war between the gods of this world and the gods of the other world.

And they actually had no curiosity at all!

It's hopeless, there's no saving them.

Chen Shu opened WeChat again, looked at the class group, and then chatted with Qingqing for a few sentences, complimenting her smooth thighs and slender waist, courting death as usual, and only when Qingqing didn't want to talk to him anymore did he have to turn off his Mobile Phone.

Daily Cultivation.

Waiting for the start of campus life.