A Prime Spot for Farming XP! Can Blue Silver Grass Feel?

A Prime Spot for Farming XP! Can Blue Silver Grass Feel?

The ambiguous atmosphere threw Zhu Zhuqing's heart into disarray.

She took the initiative to speak—

"My older sister, Zhu Zhuyun, is engaged to Dai Weisi, the First Prince of the Star Luo Empire. He has the best chance of inheriting the throne."

"So Zhu Zhuyun has a high chance of becoming Empress."

"That is why the family chose to fully support her, as well as Dai Weisi."

"Naturally, I was not valued by the family. I was even suppressed."

"Anyone who dared to teach me cultivation would distance themselves from me because of all kinds of accidents."

"And that Dai Shao—his sense of responsibility is clear from the fact that he cowardly ran away, yet still chose to indulge in pleasure..."

"Therefore, I had to figure out cultivation on my own from childhood onward, so my foundation is much weaker."

Zhuge Lan gave a soft hum.

He made no comments.

At a time like this, it was enough to be a listener.

And maintaining the ambiguous atmosphere would help shatter Zhu Zhuqing's shell of self-protection.

Zhu Zhuqing thought Zhuge Lan was focused on giving her a massage.

So she fell silent.

The scene sank into silence once more.

The ambiguous feeling gradually seeped into Zhu Zhuqing's heart.

Zhuge Lan, meanwhile, was extremely restrained.

He directly skipped over the sensitive triangular areas and forbidden zones.

Other than that—

He felt her all over!

While enjoying himself—

He also earned nearly twenty thousand Emotional Value, recovering a quarter of what he had spent.

And the Nine Yin Manual Healing Chapter would still be useful in the future.

It had even strengthened their relationship.

What a profit!

His mind wandered for a moment.

With a smack, Zhuge Lan slapped Zhu Zhuqing's thigh.

"The massage is over. You can get up now."

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Zhuge Lan also realized what he had done, his palm freezing on Zhu Zhuqing's thigh.

"Wasn't it over already?" Zhu Zhuqing softly asked. "Then why is your—"

"Ah? Oh!"

Zhuge Lan hurriedly pulled his hand away and awkwardly scratched his head.

"Sorry."

"I used to treat people with others. I got used to giving them a pat to indicate it was over."

Zhu Zhuqing sat up and calmly nodded.

But—

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Cold on the outside, warm on the inside, huh?

That stark contrast made Zhuge Lan's heart itch.

I really want to win her over soon!

Let's see just how warm you are inside.

Just then—

The broadcast Soul Tool sounded. "Contestant 'Your Dad Again,' please prepare. You will be up in the next match."

Zhuge Lan rose to his feet, and Zhu Zhuqing immediately followed.

In a cool tone, she asked, "Why is your title called that?"

Zhuge Lan smiled mysteriously.

"You'll find out soon enough!"

After leaving the room—

The two went their separate ways, and Zhuge Lan headed for the contestant passage.

After the host announced his name, he walked out.

He stood atop the Fighting Soul Arena.

Feeling the waves of sound crashing in from all around him, he swept his gaze across the stands.

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Although they were only single digits—

There were over a thousand people in the audience, which meant he was earning a few thousand every second.

This gave Zhuge Lan a new idea—passersby were not useless; he had simply not used them properly.

Places where large crowds gathered were "prime spots for farming XP"!

"How will the level-36 contestant Your Dad Again face off against the level-38 contestant Dire Wolf?"

The referee declared passionately—

"Let us wait and see!"

"The match begins!"

Only then did Zhuge Lan look at his opponent, Dire Wolf.

An Agility Attack Battle Soul Elder, whose Martial Soul was a Jackal.

After activating his Martial Soul Possession, he charged forward. Before Zhuge Lan had even summoned his Martial Soul, he clawed straight at his chest.

Contempt filled his eyes—another newbie frozen in fear.

"Whoosh—"

The sharp wolf claw sliced through the air and shattered "Zhuge Lan."

It was an afterimage.

Zhuge Lan himself shifted sideways a few centimeters, narrowly dodging the wolf claw.

Then—

He gave his opponent a huge slap across the face.

The young man was completely stunned by it!

Huh?

He—

Had been slapped in the face by a little brat?

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Oh-ho!

In his fury, he had actually broken through the "passerby ceiling"?

"Little Devil! Die!"

"Third Soul Skill—Tearing Wolf Claw!!!"

Dire Wolf's hands blurred into a continuous barrage, determined to tear Zhuge Lan apart!

But—

Zhuge Lan used Spiral Nine Shadows, darting back and forth within that tiny space.

By margins thinner than a hair, he evaded every attack.

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Whoa!

His Emotional Value per second had shot up into the mid-thousands!

Zhuge Lan became even more reluctant to defeat his opponent, simply using Spiral Nine Shadows to evade.

After all, abilities exchanged from the system consumed nothing at all.

He could keep this up for a whole day and night!

But—

His opponent could not!

The Third Soul Skill consumed an enormous amount of soul power for a Soul Elder.

Before half a minute had passed—

He had no choice but to stop, glaring at Zhuge Lan in extreme irritation.

"Little Devil, do you only know how to dodge?"

Zhuge Lan saw that the Emotional Value had already begun to decline.

He decided to put on a show.

He summoned the Soul Spirit Thorns Armor, and three thousand-year soul rings lit up at once.

The lively atmosphere instantly fell silent!

Three—

Thousand-year?!

A few seconds later—

The venue erupted!

"What did I just see?!"

"Three thousand-year soul rings!!!"

"How could the first and second soul rings possibly be thousand-year ones?"

"Impossible! Absolutely impossible!"

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The explosive scene sent his Emotional Value soaring past ten thousand per second.

Zhuge Lan grinned so hard his mouth nearly twisted crooked.

He crooked a finger at the stunned Dire Wolf.

"Then I won't dodge anymore."

"Come hit me, then?"

Dire Wolf came back to his senses.

He looked at Zhuge Lan uncertainly, then recalled the afterimage from before.

A trace of understanding dawned on him.

"You're a spiritual-attribute soul master, aren't you?" Dire Wolf said confidently. "A bewilderment-type soul skill, right? At least make it believable. Thousand-year first and second soul rings? Is that possible?"

He activated his Third Soul Skill again and confidently charged in!

Ignorance bred fearlessness.

Then—

"Pfft, pfft, pfft, pfft—"

Dire Wolf was incredibly unlucky and directly triggered the negative status of "explosive diarrhea."

A foul stench swept outward, filling more than half the Fighting Soul Arena.

Zhuge Lan had been prepared and held his breath.

But the referee in the air—

"What is this—ugh—"

Dire Wolf clutched his crotch, trying to stop something.

But for the sake of mobility in battle, he was wearing shorts.

So—

When yellow matter ran down from the roots of his thighs—

Everyone present was stunned!

This—

He had shit himself in the middle of a fight?

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Dire Wolf covered his face with one hand and his ass with the other, then sprinted into the contestants' tunnel.

Yellow flecks of shit scattered along the way, forming a trail.

Even Zhuge Lan felt nauseated at the sight.

Was this guy really that unlucky?

He quietly put more distance between them and harvested Emotional Value.

Unfortunately.

The referee had excellent professional composure and recovered within seconds.

"The battle has ended in an unexpected fashion!"

"Congratulations to contestant Your Dad Again for defeating contestant Dire Wolf!"

"Huh?"

The referee froze after saying it.

Only then did he realize where that bizarre name was supposed to be used!

The entire venue erupted in laughter as well!

"This kid is hilarious!"

"Those three thousand-year soul rings have to be fake, right?"

"Obviously! How could they possibly be real?"

"His soul skill is bizarre, and he's even more bizarre!"

"I'm definitely coming to watch every Soul Fight he enters from now on!"

"Hahaha—"

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Zhuge Lan stood on the stage, enjoying the steady influx of Emotional Value.

It was not until the referee repeatedly urged him to leave the stage that he reluctantly departed.

He glanced at his balance.

Emotional Value: 95321;

Oh damn!

He had only just exchanged for the Nine Yin Manual Healing Chapter, and even counting what he had farmed from Zhu Zhuqing, he had not even reached thirty thousand.

Yet in barely a minute, he had harvested over sixty thousand Emotional Value?

Holy shit!

What a great place!

When he arrived at the viewing stands.

Zhu Zhuqing came over to greet him. Her expression remained cool, but there was amusement in her dark eyes.

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"So, was it fun?" Zhuge Lan said with a smile. "Want to change your title too? How about Your Mom Again?"

Zhu Zhuqing could not hold it in, and the corners of her lips lifted slightly.

But she still decisively shook her head.

It was too ridiculous. It did not suit her personality.

"Please prepare, contestant 'Hell Spirit Cat.' You will be up in the next match."

Zhu Zhuqing gave Zhuge Lan a look before turning and leaving.

Zhuge Lan glanced at the match announcement screen above them.

Still Little punk?

He immediately reminded her, "Tang San's Blue Silver Grass has a sense of touch. Don't let it tie you up."

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"Alright."

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