Chapter 263

"Where is Xiaoxiao?"

"She didn't come."

"Why didn't she come? She isn't even coming to eat."

"Ask her yourself."

"No, I want to ask you."

"She went to the school gate to be a freshman orientation volunteer."

"So proactive?"

"Ask her yourself."

"I want to ask you."

"..." Ning Qing followed behind him, answering as she walked toward the cafeteria, "To enjoy the pleasure of others calling her 'Senior Sister,' she got up at seven this morning, brushed her teeth, ate the potatoes left over from last night, and left the house without even washing her face."

"Does she not have classes in the morning?"

"In the afternoon."

"Oh..."

Chen Shu dragged out his tone, then asked, "Do you have classes in the afternoon?"

"I sent you my class schedule."

"I'm too lazy to look at it."

"The second major period..."

"Good!"

Chen Shu planned to catch Xiaoxiao after lunch to see the little girl he had raised since childhood working seriously, so he quickened his pace, even going so far as to circle behind Qingqing because he felt she was walking too slowly, placing both hands on her shoulders and pushing her forward.

Ning Qing's appearance was truly striking; once her icy force field was broken, she was very eye-catching.

Along the way, many people couldn't help but steal glances at them.

"Look..."

Chen Shu suddenly lowered his voice, leaning close to Qingqing's ear from behind: "On the other side of the road to the left, those two girls are discussing us. Looking at their expressions, they seem very surprised. Based on my profound Secret Sect Daoist attainments, they must be stunned by my good looks..."

"Do you want to hear the facts?" Ning Qing's expression remained as usual, letting him push her along.

"What I said is the fact."

"Do you want to hear it?"

"I don't want to hear it!"

"They are my classmates."

"I don't want to hear it!"

"You know why they are surprised now."

"Ah? What did you say? I can't hear you..."

"Childish..."

"You're the childish one! Asking again! And then not listening!"

"Who said that just because I asked for your opinion, I have to follow what you say?" Ning Qing's tone was calm, "I was just asking."

"Then why did you ask?"

"I was just asking."

"Childish!"

"..."

Ning Qing couldn't be bothered to say more to this person.

A childish brat.

The two classmates behind them were still standing in place, staring at them in disbelief.

They had arrived at the cafeteria.

It had been a long time since Chen Shu had eaten at Lianyan Building, so he was uncharacteristically extravagant, going to the second floor to order a few expensive dishes. Anyway, Secretary Ning was paying, and Secretary Ning had plenty of money; if he spent too little, she would just give him the cold shoulder, so he had to spend a bit more.

One hour later.

The two arrived at the school gate.

From afar, they saw a little girl wearing work shorts, a cartoon t-shirt, and sneakers, with a baseball cap on her head and an armband on her arm. The little girl was fair and thin, and although she kept a straight face, she was absolutely thorough in her work, diligently heading toward a freshman who was much taller than her.

The two could even hear her voice, clear and clean, slightly soft and glutinous, and very distinctive.

"Junior sister, are you from the Artificial Intelligence Academy?"

"Yes, classmate, are you..."

"I am a sophomore Senior Sister."

"Okay, hello..."

"I am Senior Sister."

"Oh, oh, is the registration at..."

"Call me Senior Sister."

"Oh, hello Senior Sister!"

"Come this way."

The little girl extended a fair, clean hand, pointing toward the direction of the Artificial Intelligence Academy, then took the lead to guide her.

Walking under the tent, she instructed her to begin registering.

Another orientation volunteer walked over: "Classmate Ning Ji, you've worked hard. You haven't eaten yet, right? Go eat first, we'll take it from here."

"No!"

Chapter 261: Rising with the Wind

"You've been at it all morning."

"I'm not tired!"

"Go get something to eat."

"I'm not hungry!"

"You are way too dedicated..."

"..."

The young girl stopped talking and just stood silently to the side.

Not until she had finished the enrollment process with this Junior Sister who was half a head taller than her did she turn around, look up at the Junior Sister, and say in an unquestionable tone: "Now I will take you to your dormitory, I will help you carry your luggage, you follow behind me."

"I can do it myself..."

"No need to be polite!" The young girl stubbornly pulled the luggage over, "Senior Sister has already opened her Spirit Sea, I'm not tired, this is what a Senior Sister should do!"

"Wow! Senior Sister is truly amazing!"

"Average, average, third in the world."

"Senior Sister, what year are you in?"

"Already a sophomore."

The young girl's eyes darted around wildly; hearing this Junior Sister call her Senior Sister over and over made her feel a bit floaty inside, though she didn't show it on her face.

"Senior Sister, you look so young!"

"Nonsense!"

The young girl dragged the largest-sized suitcase, looking slightly strained, but in reality, she was quite relaxed.

Even without opening her Spirit Sea, relying solely on the Night Person Bloodline within her body, her strength far exceeded those of her age.

After walking a short distance, the young girl glanced out of the corner of her eye.

"!"

The young girl instantly turned her head to look in that direction.

Two people were standing side by side at the very edge of the sidewalk, watching her without blinking.

Oh no! The young girl's heart sank—

Could they have seen through what she was thinking inside?

Probably not.

Probably not.

Yeah, probably not.

Not.

The young girl withdrew her gaze, lowered her head, pretended she hadn't seen anything, and dragged the suitcase past them, the wheels clattering.

"Senior Sister?"

"What is it?"

"Do you know those two people?"

"I don't know them."

"Oh, I see..."

The two figures, one tall and one short, gradually walked away.

Chen Shu was still standing in place, blankly watching that direction, a bit unable to understand, what kind of hobby was this?

In the blink of an eye, a week had passed since the start of school.

The temperature had dropped slightly.

Just like the year Chen Shu enrolled, the school's major thoroughfares were lined with tents on both sides, with the names of clubs written on banners above them. Under the tents were usually two tables and one to several veteran club members; some would put up posters nearby, and some would perform talents on the spot to attract new blood.

Although Chen Shu was no longer a freshman, he still couldn't help but look around casually as he passed by.

The Classical Music Association was playing the guzheng.

Chen Shu stood outside listening.

The Dance Club was dancing in the street.

Chen Shu stopped to watch.

The Culinary Association had moved a Spirit Power Stove and ingredients directly to the site, stir-frying snacks on the spot to distribute to the passing freshmen.

Chen Shu also got some for free.

There were also things like the Cycling Association, Calligraphy Association, Intellectual Disability Mutual Aid Association, and the like, all quite popular.

There were also some unpopular ones.

For example, the Paranormal Society, which was deserted.

And for example, the Probability Society; he didn't know what they did, but there was basically no one stopping at their entrance. The few veteran members recruiting were also drinking milk tea and playing cards there. However, looking at the takeout boxes they had placed to the side, it seemed their meals were quite good; the duty staff of other clubs were eating fast-food boxed meals, such as Huangmen Chicken Rice and roast meat rice, while they were eating dry-pot and grilled fish, and it even looked like they had several dishes and a soup.

Chen Shu also saw Brother Meng at the Poetry Club's recruitment spot.

Brother Meng was dressed to the nines, in traditional clothing that looked expensive at a glance, his sleeves fluttering, charming both men and women alike; he was the brightest highlight of the whole scene.

It seemed Brother Meng had already managed to get the position of club president.

Brother Meng had strong social skills.

While thinking this, Chen Shu declined Brother Meng's invitation to stay and hang out, walked a short distance, and saw Brother Jiang at the Martial Arts Club's recruitment spot.

Brother Jiang was now a Five-stage Martial Artist; even though the advancement of a Martial Artist was faster than that of a Cultivator, this was still lightning speed, a peerless genius. By comparison, the Martial Artist Department currently had no one stronger than the Fourth Rank besides him, and they would shatter at a single touch when facing a Martial Artist in the Arena of the same rank.

As for the Martial Arts Club, Brother Jiang was undoubtedly a big shot, a figurehead-like character.

It was just that Brother Jiang did not hold any official position.

As expected—

A true master would never become an official.

Chen Shu greeted him, then continued walking toward the school gate.

After walking this stretch of road, the tents disappeared, and the surroundings became quiet.

Sometimes he would think that it would have been nice to pick a club to join during his freshman year; at the very least, there would be a bunch of people to hang out with, and if he felt uninterested, he could just stay low-profile for a while and the club wouldn't bother him anymore, which would also be quite convenient.

It was just that his self-control wasn't very strong to begin with, and his personality was lazy; if he had joined a club, it would undoubtedly have taken up even more of his time.

Time was already in short supply.

Take this past week, for example: besides chatting with Qingqing and his Daily Cultivation, which were two non-negotiable arrangements, Chen Shu also had to attend classes, study Rising with the Wind, and spend a large portion of his remaining time integrating the Cloud Sky Technique into the Thousand Machine Art; this took up too much time, to the point that the short-video bloggers had been neglected by him.

"Sigh..."

Chen Shu scanned a bike and headed toward the outskirts of the city.

Yujing is a no-fly zone; aircraft must apply for permission to enter, and Cultivators cannot fly as they please.

Fortunately, the no-fly range is only the urban area; University City is already in the suburbs, and if one travels a bit further out, about one or two kilometers past Zhilan Garden, flying will no longer be intercepted. In fact, once past Zhilan Garden, the area outside is quite remote, and low-altitude flight is already possible.

Chen Shu stopped the bicycle and locked it.

Several osmanthus trees were planted by the roadside, a gentle breeze carried a faint fragrance, and outside, one could see vast fields, a golden expanse.

Chen Shu took out his Mobile Phone, confirmed that he was already outside the no-fly zone, then looked up at the white clouds in the sky and took a deep breath.

"Bang..."

His Spirit Power was converted by Rising with the Wind into an extremely strong Spirit Repulsion, which instantly lifted him off the ground and accelerated him to the limit in a very short time; it was extremely violent.

Chen Shu soared straight up.

He only felt the wind whistling in his ears, and the white clouds above his head approaching rapidly.

"Whoosh..."

This was a much more thrilling sensation than the Cloud Sky Technique.

Until the solid clouds gradually became illusory in his line of sight, and mist appeared before his eyes, the thick fog gradually obscuring his vision, he had already pierced into the clouds.

After a short while, the view before his eyes suddenly opened up again.

Chen Shu was already situated above the clouds—

The clouds that had looked sparse from the ground were now connected into one, turning into a boundless sea of clouds, faintly reflecting the sunlight, a snowy white expanse. The sky was a flawless blue dome, covering the sea of clouds tightly, leaving not a single corner or gap.

The sun was very bright, dazzling his eyes.

The temperature, however, had become lower.

Chen Shu tried changing his flight direction.

"Swish!"

He had used too much force, and his whole body made a sharp turn to the left instantly while in flight, catching him off guard.

The flight of Rising with the Wind was too agile and intense.

Chen Shu tried reducing his Spirit Power output and turned right again.

This was slightly better.