Dai Huabin's Envy

"I have some medicine. I'll bring it over later and apply it for you," Jiang Nannan said as she lowered his clothes, feeling somewhat guilty.

"We'll talk about it later. We still need to work now," Shiyu said indifferently.

The two returned to the cafeteria to help serve food.

Some of the onlookers left, while others entered the cafeteria to eat. When groups of friends chatted, they were still discussing what had just happened.

They mainly discussed Shiyu's abilities. That did not seem like something a Spirit Master could possess.

Serving food, washing bowls, washing plates—after that came the work meal Shiyu had been looking forward to.

"How did this get better?" After they finished eating, Jiang Nannan looked at Shiyu's back again and found that the red marks had already disappeared.

"Isn't it good that it healed?" Shiyu asked with a smile.

"Of course it's good, but how did it heal so quickly?" Jiang Nannan asked in surprise.

"I previously consumed a special Begonia Flower, and afterward my body's recovery ability became rather strong. Injuries like this heal quickly," Shiyu explained simply.

"I see." Jiang Nannan was still somewhat astonished.

"By the way, how were you able to Teleportation so casually? Even a Space Martial Soul should find that difficult, right?"

"That's practically the same as being able to use a Teleportation skill without limit," Jiang Nannan asked curiously.

"My Martial Soul is space itself, and my connection with space is extraordinary. As long as I want to, I can teleport wherever I please." Shiyu told Jiang Nannan what he could. It was merely casual conversation.

As for what he could not say, he naturally would not reveal a single extra word. He still knew where to draw the line.

"With that Martial Soul, you'll definitely become a powerful Spirit Master in the future," Jiang Nannan said sincerely.

"Then I'll borrow Senior Nannan's good wishes," Shiyu said with a smile.

"Old man, have you eaten?" At the dormitory entrance, Shiyu casually greeted Mu En.

"Not yet." Mu En responded, his gaze landing on Shiyu.

Under Mu En's gaze, Shiyu felt a little uneasy, as though he had been seen through.

Yet outwardly, he smiled normally and said, "At your age, you should still eat on time. Don't starve yourself sick."

"Mm." Mu En answered casually.

Shiyu parted ways with Jiang Nannan in the corridor. When he returned to the dormitory, he did not see Dai Huabin either.

"I somehow offended Xu Sanshi too. What a headache." Shiyu lay on his bed and rubbed his temples.

He did not want to offend Xu Sanshi either. After all, he was one of the protagonist group. Why would he offend him for no reason?

But that guy spoke unpleasantly. In a moment of anger, Shiyu had wanted to provoke him in return, and things had ended up like this.

"I hope you won't be like those supporting characters and come looking for trouble later, eventually turning our grudge into a life-or-death feud," Shiyu sighed.

In novels, it was all too common for small grudges like this to develop into major enmities.

He did not dwell on it any further. He would take things one step at a time; there was no point in overthinking it now.

"This is actually a little boring." After lying around for a while without knowing what to do, Shiyu simply sat up and cultivated.

"Were you the one who toyed with a rather famous Soul Elder student from the upper years at noon?"

Dai Huabin did not return until evening. As soon as he came back, he stared at Shiyu for a while before finally asking.

He had heard about it while taking a walk with Zhu Lu. Based on the description, he had immediately thought of his roommate. Shiyu also had a Space Martial Soul and was at a similar rank, fitting the description perfectly.

Soul Power fluctuations could not be concealed during cultivation, making it easy to sense someone's rank.

By then, Shiyu had already finished working in the cafeteria, eaten dinner, and returned to the dormitory. He was sitting cross-legged as he cultivated.

Hearing Dai Huabin's question, Shiyu answered as Dai Huabin had last time, keeping his eyes closed. "I wouldn't call it toying with him. I barely won in a spar."

"It really was you?" The look in Dai Huabin's eyes changed slightly as he looked at Shiyu.

"Then were the eight spider legs on your back the Eight Spider Lances?" Dai Huabin asked again.

"Why do you think that?" Shiyu asked in return.

Since Dai Huabin was asking him, he should not have been at the scene. Yet he could guess the Eight Spider Lances based on the description alone?

"Eight spider legs on your back, and you had just happened to ask about the Eight Spider Lances before. I put the two together."

"So it really is the Eight Spider Lances. No wonder you asked about the Eight Spider Lances of the Sea God Ancestor."

"So you stumbled into incredible luck and obtained an External Soul Bone like this." Dai Huabin's tone changed somewhat.

He sounded as though he had bitten into a sour lemon.

"Luck, just luck."

Shiyu knew he could not deny it. So many people had seen it—if he denied it, would he not be treating Dai Huabin like a fool?

"How did you obtain it?" Dai Huabin asked curiously.

"That's a secret, so it isn't convenient to say," Shiyu said. Naturally, he could not explain in detail.

He could let others know that he possessed the Eight Spider Lances Soul Bone, but he could not let them know how he had acquired it.

Dai Huabin seemed to want to say something, but instead he began cultivating on his own. Inside, he was immensely envious of Shiyu.

Ordinary Soul Bones would not make him particularly envious. With his Family Background, obtaining a Soul Bone was not difficult.

But as for obtaining an External Soul Bone, not even Shrek Academy could guarantee it, let alone him. It depended on luck.

More accurately, it required luck among luck. The odds were far lower than encountering a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast. It was something that could be encountered but not sought.

How could he not envy such luck?

In the morning, Shiyu, who wanted to sleep in, had no choice but to get up and wash. Today was the first day the freshmen officially began classes, and being late would not be good.

Dai Huabin got up to wash as well.

Their relationship was average, and they did not speak much. Once they were done washing, they each left on their own.

"Good morning, Senior Nannan." As Shiyu emerged from the cafeteria, he spotted Jiang Nannan and jogged over to greet her.

At the same time, he took a bite from the steamed bun he had bought and ate it with soy milk.

"Good morning." Jiang Nannan responded with a smile, eating breakfast as she walked.

The close friend Shiyu had met before was beside her as well.

"Aren't you going to greet me too?" Bun-faced Girl made her presence known.

"Good morning to you too." Shiyu still greeted her.

"How perfunctory." Bun-faced Girl pouted.

"Why didn't you buy buns? Steamed buns are pretty dry and hard to swallow," Jiang Nannan asked casually.

"To save money. It's already good enough that I have steamed buns to eat now. In a few days, I might not even have steamed buns," Shiyu said, taking another bite.

"I can lend you some money first. You still need to eat better in the morning, or you might not have much energy to study," Jiang Nannan said as she moved to take out some money.

"Not for now. At noon, I'll ask the boss for an advance on my wages. With my Silver Tongue, I'll probably be able to get one." Shiyu pressed down Jiang Nannan's hand and shook his head with a smile.

"You don't need to be so polite with me," Jiang Nannan said.

"I'm not being polite. I just don't think it's necessary. If I really can't manage, I'll come find you," Shiyu said lightly.

Being short on money was indeed a little awkward, but it was not enough to make him feel inferior.

"All right." Jiang Nannan did not insist any further.

"By the way, Senior Nannan, is there anything I need to pay attention to for the first class?" Shiyu asked after taking a sip of soy milk.

"There's nothing special. Just get to the classroom on time, sit quietly, and listen," Jiang Nannan said.

The three walked together. With Jiang Nannan leading the way, Shiyu found the classroom without any trouble.

By the time he arrived, quite a few people were already seated in the classroom. He casually found a seat toward the back. Avoiding the front row had become a habit for him.

Sitting there, he idly observed the others in the classroom. He saw his familiar roommate, Dai Huabin, sitting with a beautiful girl, who should have been Zhu Lu.

Dai Huabin was the only person he knew, because they were roommates.

As for everyone else, he did not know them. Among the supporting characters in this class who had more appearances in the original story, only Dai Huabin and Zhu Lu stood out.

He and Dai Huabin were not only dormmates but also classmates, in Freshman Class Five.

The protagonist Huo Yuhao, meanwhile, was in Freshman Class One, so Shiyu naturally would not see him in this class.

He would not even see him on the same floor. Class One was downstairs, so running into him by chance would still depend somewhat on luck.

Being assigned to Class Five did not stir any emotions in him. He was not disappointed; it was not as though he had to be in the same class as Huo Yuhao.

He did not even have much desire to take the initiative to befriend Huo Yuhao. There was no need.

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