Love Only Affects the Speed at Which I Draw My Sword

Star City Academy, Library.

After a morning of studying, Feng Qi had gained a new understanding of Cultivation Studies, but it was only an improvement in the content he learned. It was clearly unrealistic to become an expert overnight.

There was no cultivation exchange class today, and feeling hungry, he planned to go for lunch first and continue studying in the library in the afternoon.

Just as he stood up, a figure blocked his path.

It was a young man, about seventeen or eighteen years old, with an extremely handsome appearance and a gentle aesthetic. His ebony eyes were currently staring intently at him, and then he smiled and extended his hand:

"Hello, my name is Lin Ran. I was fortunate enough to hear your lecture yesterday. Your explanation of body techniques was truly brilliant."

"Hmm? Lin Ran?"

A hint of surprise appeared on Feng Qi's face.

This name reminded him of the exchange student from Winter Academy who had been widely praised by the students on the Star City forum recently.

"You're the exchange student from Winter Academy, Lin Ran?" Thinking of this, Feng Qi immediately asked.

"I didn't expect Senior to have heard of me. I'm ashamed," Lin Ran said with a smile, scratching his head. As he spoke, he looked at the book in Feng Qi's hand, curious about what kind of books Feng Qi usually read.

But when he saw the title on the book cover, Intermediate Advancement in Cultivation Technique Research - Volume 3, his expression became a little confused.

In Lin Ran's opinion, Feng Qi had his own unique insights into body techniques and a very thorough understanding of Cultivation Studies, even to the point of forming his own school of thought. However, he was currently looking at basic Cultivation Studies books, which seemed somewhat unreasonable.

But then Lin Ran automatically came up with a reason for Feng Qi.

Only with a solid foundation can one truly forge a new path in Cultivation Studies. As expected of Senior.

Thinking of this, a hint of admiration appeared in Lin Ran's eyes as he looked at Feng Qi.

"Senior, I've written down everything you explained about the Fierce Tiger Fist yesterday, but there are still many things I don't understand. I hope to get some guidance from Senior."

As he spoke, Lin Ran pulled out a black-covered notebook from somewhere and said excitedly.

"You can ask me if you don't understand anything, but don't call me Senior... Also, I'm going to have lunch now. Come find me in the library this afternoon." Facing the enthusiastic Lin Ran, Feng Qi felt a little awkward.

He didn't know much about Lin Ran, but from the students' comments on the forum, he learned that he was a very talented student in cultivation technique research, and like History Teacher Wang, he had already been accepted by the Tiger Soul Research Institute before graduation.

So Feng Qi had a good impression of Lin Ran and was willing to help him with some content from the Fierce Tiger Fist, hoping it would help his growth.

"I'm hungry too. How about we have lunch together!" Lin Ran said very familiarly.

Since he had decided to interact with Lin Ran, Feng Qi did not refuse the invitation to have lunch together and immediately agreed.

After putting the book back on the shelf, he left the library with Lin Ran and walked towards the cafeteria.

Along the way, Lin Ran seemed very excited, constantly talking about his admiration for him.

This made Feng Qi feel quite speechless. He had originally wanted to be friends with Lin Ran, but now he felt like he had gained a sycophant.

By the time they arrived at the academy cafeteria, it was already past the lunch hour, and most of the students had left. However, Mu Qing was still sitting in the corner on the north side of the cafeteria, rain or shine, with the table filled with food as usual.

After taking a tray and filling it with the food he wanted to eat, Feng Qi walked towards the table where Mu Qing was sitting.

Seeing this, Lin Ran immediately followed.

After placing his tray in front of Mu Qing, he sat down sideways, and Lin Ran also decisively sat down beside him.

Mu Qing looked up and was not surprised to see Feng Qi, but she was surprised that there was another person at the table.

Accustomed to being alone, Mu Qing felt a little uncomfortable, but she didn't show it on her face. She lowered her head and continued to eat heartily, not even greeting Feng Qi.

"Hello, Senior. My name is Lin Ran. It's a pleasure to meet you." Before Feng Qi could speak, Lin Ran took the initiative to introduce himself and politely extended his hand.

Mu Qing looked up at Lin Ran, then coldly lowered her head and continued eating.

The right hand that was half-raised in the air slowly retracted. Lin Ran turned to look at Feng Qi, his expression slightly awkward:

"Senior, you've taken so much food. Can you eat it all? Although the food in the academy is free, waste is shameful..."

"Talk less while eating." Feng Qi glared at the talkative Lin Ran, grabbed a tart, and stuffed it into his mouth.

Finding that neither Feng Qi nor Mu Qing paid attention to him, Lin Ran turned his attention to the tray.

Compared to Feng Qi and Mu Qing's beast-like eating style, Lin Ran ate very gracefully, holding his chopsticks and chewing slowly throughout.

But soon he couldn't maintain his elegance.

Feng Qi and Mu Qing's appetite made him feel unbelievable. The food piled on the table decreased at a visible speed.

He even suspected that the people sitting next to him were not Humans, but two Domain monsters.

When Feng Qi finished all the food on his tray, he casually grabbed the steak from Mu Qing's tray, stuffed it into his mouth, chewed and swallowed, and then stopped eating.

Mu Qing was already used to this and didn't even bother to look up.

"Senior, are you full?" Lin Ran, who was next to him, noticed that Feng Qi had stopped eating and leaned over to ask.

"Eating too much is not good for digestion. This is enough."

Looking at the unconcealed surprise on Lin Ran's face, Feng Qi felt like laughing, because compared to Mu Qing, he was really far behind.

"High mental consumption, so a large amount of nutrition needs to be supplemented. I understand."

At this moment, Lin Ran automatically came up with another reason for Feng Qi's large appetite.

Feng Qi: ...

Lin Ran's image as a simp deepened in his mind. Feng Qi could no longer compare him to History Teacher Wang.

"Senior, we're full. Let's have dinner together later." After eating his fill, Feng Qi picked up his tray, ready to leave.

Seeing this, Lin Ran also stood up.

Hearing Feng Qi's words, Mu Qing didn't even lift her head, continuing to stuff food into her mouth. Her constantly bulging cheeks looked incredibly cute and adorable, but her expression remained cold, giving off a "strangers keep out" vibe.

But Feng Qi felt that this was just Mu Qing's self-protective facade.

Leaving the cafeteria and heading towards the Library, Lin Ran couldn't help but ask curiously:

"Senior, are you pursuing that senior? She doesn't seem to like you, does she?"

Faced with Lin Ran's gossip, Feng Qi felt helpless.

He was approaching Mu Qing purely with the intention of making friends, and at the same time, wanting to extinguish the idea of destroying the world in her heart. He had absolutely no other thoughts.

After all, he still had the grand dream of saving the world. How could he be held back by feelings?

Love would only affect the speed at which he drew his sword.