Magpie Occupies Dove's Nest

The night curtain fell silently, and the jungle was utterly still.

In the rocky forest, Xian Wu stared at the blazing flames, extending the Demon Left Hand into them.

What is the essence of fire?

Xian Wu, like Newton struck by an apple, fell into endless confusion.

The world is a material world, and the flames produced by burning firewood are naturally also material.

There was no doubt that the flames before him were the result of an oxidation reaction, capable of emitting light and heat.

But whether fire was part of the combustible material or part of the air, Xian Wu had no idea.

His left hand retracted reflexively, and Xian Wu got burned.

Although the Demon Left Hand could instantly decompose any substance into atoms, it couldn't decompose the heat generated by combustion.

Similarly, it couldn't decompose light and sound.

Decomposing all things in the world? That was a bit of an exaggeration.

The burned left hand was like a resounding slap that woke Xian Wu up.

The Left Hand wasn't omnipotent; it couldn't counter energy attacks or sonic attacks.

A dark cloud hung over Xian Wu's heart, as if a pair of large hands were tightly gripping his neck, making him almost suffocate.

There were two ways to eliminate his fear:

One was to cultivate diligently and reach a realm stronger than everyone else, which was obviously unrealistic in the short term.

The other was to gain the protection of a major power, such as becoming the godson of Vice Principal Ye Sheng, or the godson of the City Lord of the City of Brilliance.

He didn't mind being someone's son; once his strength grew, he could even turn the tables.

Slapping his thigh, Xian Wu stood up and began practicing the basic body-tempering technique, the Six Character Mantra.

He couldn't practice the Seven Star Divine Curse for now. Although he had memorized its contents, he didn't understand its meaning.

He would have to wait until the afternoon tomorrow for the old mentor to answer his questions.

"Hoo... hoo... hoo..."

Holding back the urge to urinate, Xian Wu began practicing the Hoo Skill over and over.

The night was quiet and ethereal, with the occasional "coo coo" of a birdcall.

The moon, like a cold yellow rose, illuminated the vast land, and wisps of moonlight essence silently seeped into Xian Wu's body.

"Hoo... hoo... hoo..." Xian Wu cultivated diligently.

The once lively jungle was now deathly silent. Those senior students hunting should have already left.

Xian Wu was also happy to have some peace and quiet.

Another half an hour passed.

Rustling footsteps could be heard from outside the rocky forest. Xian Wu cautiously clenched his left fist. Could it be some Demonic Beast launching a night raid?

Under the bright moonlight, a beautiful figure slowly approached.

"You're... Xian Wu?"

He thought it was a female ghost, but it turned out to be Xiao Ning'er.

What was a young girl doing wandering around the Trial Grounds in the middle of the night? Wasn't she afraid of encountering perverts?

"What are you doing here?" Xian Wu asked nervously. She wasn't here to develop feelings, was she?

They had only known each other for less than two days; they shouldn't be that intimate yet, right?

Xiao Ning'er was trying to pull a Duan Zhengchun on him like Dao Bai Feng!

No way, if the Xiao family and the Sacred Family found out, they would grind him into dust.

Then they would send a hundred ugly women to insult him in turns. Would he even want to live then?

No, absolutely not! He had to refuse! Yes, a firm refusal!

"You took my campsite, and now you're asking me what I'm doing here?" Xiao Ning'er crossed her arms, her face as cold as frost.

Xian Wu was stunned. So she wasn't here for that. He had worried for nothing.

No wonder there were so many dry branches next to her. So Xiao Ning'er had been here yesterday.

"Your campsite?" Xian Wu pointed at the blazing bonfire. "Call it, let's see if it answers you?"

He still remembered Xiao Ning'er closing the window at noon.

Xiao Ning'er was angered by Xian Wu's shameless words.

This is society, my bro Ning, ruthless and speaks little.

Xiao Ning'er took out a Qingyue short sword from her spatial ring. She held the sword backward, exuding a chilling aura. "Please leave here immediately and don't disturb my cultivation, or I won't be polite."

Cultivation? Xian Wu's expression was strange.

A top student slacker meeting a top student grinder. If the two of them cultivated together, wouldn't one of them be ground to death?

And there was a high probability that it was him who would be dragged down and die.

"I can leave, but you have to give me some firewood," Xian Wu picked up his jacket and slung it over his shoulder.

"Okay," Xiao Ning'er nodded. All she wanted now was to send Xian Wu away and be left alone.

She hadn't expected to run into Xian Wu even in the Trial Grounds, and Xiao Ning'er was on the verge of a breakdown.

If she had arrived first, she would have had reason to suspect Xian Wu was a perverted stalker.

But the problem was that he had arrived first. Judging by the wet sweat on the ground, he had been cultivating here for a long time.

He had been cultivating peacefully, and Xiao Ning'er felt a bit guilty about forcibly driving him away.

Giving him some firewood would be compensation.

Xian Wu did his best, picking up a large pile of firewood and striding with great vigor into the depths of the rocky forest.

Seeing that her pile of firewood had been reduced by more than half, Xiao Ning'er frowned.

A man who loved to take advantage of small gains was definitely not a good man, she snorted.

Xian Wu stopped dozens of meters away from Xiao Ning'er.

This was a place surrounded by large rocks on three sides, spacious and safe from surprise attacks by Demonic Beasts.

He skillfully started a bonfire and continued to cultivate.

He had originally wanted to ask Xiao Ning'er about the Seven Star Divine Curse, but seeing her distant attitude, he decided against it. It would be too embarrassing to be rebuffed.

The bright moon hung high in the sky, and in the blink of an eye, it was midnight.

The essence of the moonlight poured into Xian Wu's body with every breath he took.

The Six Character Mantra continuously trained his internal organs, and sweat poured out of his pores layer after layer.

Fortunately, he had brought water with him when he left.

Xian Wu didn't gulp down the water but merely took a mouthful to moisten his throat.

It was only the second half of the night, and there was still a long way to go.

To test his cultivation progress, Xian Wu placed several stones of varying sizes in front of him.

The smallest stone was about the size of a fist, and the largest was as big as a washbasin.

After drinking some water, Xian Wu tried it out. He could barely lift the fist-sized stone with one hand with all his might, but he couldn't lift the others at all.

After all, he was only 13 years old, a time when his body was still developing, so it was normal that he couldn't lift them.

In the second half of the night, Xian Wu planned to practice his horse stance. At first, his biological clock wasn't used to staying up late, and his eyelids felt heavy.

Once he learned the Seven Star Divine Curse tomorrow, he would cultivate Soul Force in the first half of the night and strength in the second half.

He would try to do the mentally taxing tasks in the first half of the night. In the second half, it was inevitable that he would feel sleepy, and his cultivation efficiency would decrease.

The night grew deeper, and the Demonic Beasts became more active.

The roars of Demonic Beasts could be heard from nearby from time to time, and Xian Wu was a little worried about Xiao Ning'er's safety.

Although Xiao Ning'er had driven him away, he didn't hold much resentment in his heart, as it had originally been her place.

"Ah!!!"

Just as he worried, a piercing scream came from Xiao Ning'er's direction.