Chapter 391: Who Said You Couldn't Cultivate?

Chen Shu was woken up by a disturbance—

In a daze, someone unfolded his hands, burrowed into his embrace, and faced him, tickling him so much that he had to open his eyes.

Qingqing was very close to him, her eyes staring straight at him.

"Mm..."

Chen Shu felt she was like an elf at this moment.

She usually wouldn't do this; if she woke up early, sometimes she would get up on her own, sometimes she would lie quietly waiting for him, and sometimes she would stare at him, but she rarely made such movements that might startle him awake.

Chen Shu pulled her tighter at once, exchanging body heat to warm this morning, then said to her in a daze:

"I had a dream last night..."

"If it's a wet dream, don't bother telling me."

"It wasn't a wet dream."

"Go on."

"I have to think..."

Chen Shu fell into a long period of thought, then said stumblingly: "I can fly, right... after reaching the Sixth Stage, I've always been able to fly... In the dream, I was flying around in the sky every day, and then one day, I suddenly felt that I was an ordinary person with no cultivation, that I couldn't fly, and then, and then just like that, I couldn't fly anymore. I kept hopping, kept hopping, jumping half a meter high and falling back down, no matter what I did I couldn't fly..."

"A common dream."

"It was still very uncomfortable."

"Then do you want to try if you can fly now?"

"..."

Chen Shu closed his eyes, still holding her tightly, and said in a very, very soft voice: "Let's try in a while..."

Women naturally don't wear underwear when sleeping, so at this moment, Qingqing only had a thin layer of fabric on her body. Being held like this, so close, he could feel the softness of her body almost without obstruction. Once she spoke, all the hot air breathed onto his neck, feeling ticklish.

But the physical pleasure was still secondary.

What was more precious was the feeling of having each other that rose from the bottom of his heart.

The beauty of it was beyond words.

Chen Shu wanted to feel it for a while longer.

"You should get up."

"Wait a little longer."

"Retract your Sword."

"Physiological reaction."

"Seven-Tier Cultivator, retract it."

"Six-Stage Martial Artist, endure it."

"..."

"..."

"You should go to your internship."

"How about we go take a look in the afternoon?" Chen Shu yawned, and his arms wrapped around her tightened again, as if he wanted to knead her into his own body. "Let's just make up for the cultivation we didn't do yesterday at home this morning; going there is just going through the motions anyway."

"I'm going to get up."

"Not allowed."

"..."

"Aren't you cultivating the Sense of Body? Is your Sense of Body only this much? Or are you saying that I, the world's number one handsome man, can no longer stir your interest?"

"You think I'm like you?"

"What's wrong with me?"

"..."

Ning Qing did not answer, but her gaze moved downward, signaling that his precious Sword was still poking her lower abdomen.

"Emmm..."

It seems Secretary Ning is indeed a detached person; even when cultivating the Sense of Body, she can easily restrain herself, which left Chen Shu feeling a wave of disappointment.

"Alright, alright."

Chen Shu compromised with her: "But a good morning kiss isn't too much to ask, right?"

Ning Qing pursed her lips and still didn't speak, but the hand holding his shoulder exerted a slight force, and her whole body leaned up just a little to press her lips against his, exchanging their breaths.

By accident, another ten minutes slipped away.

Chen Shu finally let her get up.

Seeing her take clothes from the wardrobe and walk toward the bathroom, he made a teasing remark, and receiving no response, he groaned and got up as well.

Chen Shu didn't need to be as particular as Qingqing when getting dressed; he took something from the wardrobe, put it on randomly, stepped into his slippers, and went to pull open the curtains. He then pushed the window open and leaned out to look down; the little girl was watering flowers in the yard again.

He glanced to the side—

The neighbor surnamed Zhang, who used to sit on the courtyard wall every day watching the little girl water the flowers, was surprisingly not there today... Perhaps he had found a job and gone to work.

Footsteps came from behind.

Chen Shu withdrew his gaze and turned back to look.

Qingqing had already changed her clothes, wearing a silk ribbon blouse and a high-waisted satin skirt, an outfit that really highlighted her temperament. She walked out slowly, folded the pajamas she had changed out of, and put them away; in this process, there was a natural sense of gentleness, and then she walked toward Chen Shu.

She reached out and wrapped her arms around his neck again.

At this moment, she was like an ordinary young girl who had just entered the honeymoon phase; except for the expression on her face not being sweet enough, everything else was exactly the same.

"What are you looking at?"

"Why do you let Xiaoxiao water the flowers for you every day?"

"You can water them if you want."

"..."

Very good, Xiaoxiao is suited for watering.

Chen Shu stretched, pinched her cheek, sighed deeply, and said quite reluctantly, "Let's go out for breakfast; I need to start my cultivation after eating."

"Mm."

"Do you have class today?"

"Why?"

Ning Qing glanced at him indifferently: "Afraid I'll disturb your cultivation?"

"No, no..."

"No class."

"Then I'll come back early this afternoon to keep you company."

"..."

"What's with that expression?"

"I don't want to expose you."

"I just saw that you were too tired and wanted to give you a massage."

"Heh..."

"?"

"Very good..."

"Not doing it? Forget it if you're not doing it?"

"I want to!"

As Ning Qing spoke, she opened the bedroom door and walked gracefully downstairs.

More than half an hour later.

The three people and one cat returned after finishing breakfast.

Ning Qing sat on the edge of the bed, her legs stretched out comfortably and crossed, her hands supporting her on either side of her body, possessing a lazy temperament amidst her elegance. She looked askance at her beloved sitting cross-legged nearby; her satin skirt was clean, white, and smooth, and the delicate light reflecting off the convex surface along her thigh traced a straight line. But if one were to speak of what was alluring, it had to be the jade-like, smooth lower legs beneath the skirt, which seemed even whiter and finer in texture than the skirt itself.

Seeing this, Chen Shu felt a surge of desire mixed with helplessness: "Do you still want me to cultivate or not?"

"You cultivate."

Ning Qing glanced at him calmly, her toes lifting upward.

"How am I supposed to cultivate like this?"

"Calm your heart, focus your mind, and that will be enough."

Ning Qing explained the method to him very seriously.

"Thank you for teaching me, oh."

"Childhood sweethearts, no need for courtesy."

"..."

Chen Shu's expression became complex. After a few seconds, he said to her in a tone of earnest advice, yet almost simultaneously, a clear and cold voice rang out, merging with his own voice into the same sentence: "I have many good merits; there is no need to necessarily learn these messy things."

"?"

You can even guess this?

This sentence was indeed something he had said before, but the number of times he had said it in front of the sisters combined was only four or five times.

Chen Shu was left speechless.

Ning Qing still looked at him askance, seemingly having played enough, or perhaps feeling satisfied by confirming her own attractiveness to him. She curled her lips slightly and finally got up and walked out, so as not to truly disturb his cultivation.

Chen Shu also finally closed his eyes and calmed his heart.

After each cultivation session, the mind would be extremely exhausted, and the Spirit Sea would also be fatigued, after which one could not cultivate again, requiring about nearly twenty hours to recover. This time was actually not fixed; it not only varied from person to person, but even for the same person, there would be slight differences in different periods and different states.

However, the human brain structure is the same. For a normal person, the best method is still to cultivate regularly once a day. The approach of deliberately pursuing "I will cultivate immediately as soon as I recover" to save time is not very wise, as it will make one's personal state very poor.

Therefore, Chen Shu usually cultivates at night, and he is sure to have recovered by the next night.

Now that it has been changed to the morning, no matter what, he will not be able to recover by tonight.

However, judging by the current situation, even if he recovers by tonight, he cannot cultivate. He cannot tomorrow night either. During the period when Qingqing is cultivating the Sense of Body, perhaps he must laboriously assist Qingqing in her cultivation every night, so it is destined that he can only move his cultivation to the daytime.

If he wants to change it back to the night in the future, he must either be a little earlier every day, or just cultivate that night, which is equivalent to cultivating one day less.

Of course, he would choose the second one.

In the afternoon.

Chen Shu flew all the way to the internship base.

Facts proved that he could still fly.

Inside a certain Spell design room, there were several Spell Simulators placed here, and in addition, like a computer lab, many desktop computers were set up. The students in the class were divided into small groups sitting in front of the computer desks at this time, and some were using computers they had brought themselves, all with Spell design software open.

The air conditioning was turned on very high, and the classroom was very cool.

The teacher was not lecturing now, and everyone was discussing freely, noisy and boisterous.

As soon as Chen Shu entered the classroom, the class monitor waved at him and pointed to a seat. Chen Shu walked over and sat down knowingly, discovering that the class monitor had even thoughtfully opened the computer and software for him.

"Many thanks, many thanks..."

While speaking, Chen Shu quietly took out several cups of milk tea from his Storage Artifact, one for each group member, and also took out some snacks to place on the table: "I really had something to do this morning and couldn't get away; sorry to trouble you all."

"No problem, no problem."

The class monitor did not say things like "You're too polite" or "Don't be a stranger," as that would make it seem like she was trying to climb the social ladder. It would be fine to say normally, but given the identity of Chen Shu that she understood now, it was a bit inappropriate, so she only said: "Big shot, it doesn't matter much whether you come or not. Even if you come, you're just tagging along. If you were to do the design with us, this internship would lose its meaning instead."

"Not to that extent, not to that extent..."

Chen Shu asked them again what the teacher had lectured on in the morning. Hearing that the teacher had talked about a lot of practical knowledge regarding the commercialization and marketization of Spells, he felt a bit regretful—due to frequently communicating with Senior Brother Ji, he was still very interested in the design concepts of civilian Spells.

However, the content the teacher lectured on in the afternoon was quite basic, all concerning Spell design; he taught several Rune Group structures popular in the current industry, all of which are frequently used in conventional Spell design, and some can even be used directly as templates.

For the students, it could be considered solid, practical knowledge.

For Chen Shu, it was of little use.

Having listened for the whole afternoon like this, it was only when it ended that he heard from a classmate in the group that the teacher had taken attendance this morning, but the class monitor had helped him get past it.

"Tsk tsk..."

Chen Shu couldn't help but sigh and shake his head—

The class monitor is truly worthy of being the class monitor.