An Zhen liked small animals.
For example, little golden dragons, little butterflies, little fish, little birds, and even pretty little scorpions were acceptable.
"Slurp~"
A supple, beautifully curved black silk-clad calf rested on the Golden-Haired Young Miss's shoulder, reaching over from behind. The catgirl lowered her head without saying a word.
"Level twenty-five."
The NPC puppet in meditation suddenly released a surge of Soul Power.
It had originally been expected to happen tonight, but the Virtual World's resistance had brought the result forward.
He suddenly felt that cultivating was really hard work.
Not only did he attend class while meditating.
Now, he was even using the Virtual World's resistance to accelerate the growth of his spiritual power, while constantly replenishing the emotions being continuously eroded.
Even model students could not be as diligent as him, right?
Then he should add a pillow.
A blue-haired loli appeared beside An Zhen and placed the boy's head on her soft abdomen.
"Is this guy cultivating or sleeping?"
The Red Dragon Girl, her chin resting in her hands, stared questioningly at the boy lying on a pillow in front of her.
Her beautiful black silk-clad legs, dressed in short boots, gently swayed beneath the desk as though they were itching to move, ready to kick the man in front of her at any moment.
This guy.
She had clearly already fulfilled their bet, yet he had not even looked at her before lying on his desk and going to sleep.
Could it be that her legs did not look good after changing into over-the-knee black silk?
Forget it.
Wu Feng's somewhat gloomy gaze shifted to the Golden-Haired Young Miss beside the boy. The elegant young miss sat upright and listened attentively to class. Bathed in sunlight, she looked like an exquisite work of art.
Hehe, Ning Tian.
Sleep, An Zhen. Just keep sleeping. That way, you will have fewer chances to talk to Ning Tian.
Ring, ring, ring~
Before they knew it, the dismissal bell rang.
The boy, who had been lying on his desk all afternoon, slowly opened his eyes. Then, under the gazes of nearly the entire class, he stood up and stretched lazily.
Sleeping. You really were sleeping, weren't you?
The students all complained inwardly in unspoken agreement.
A Golden Yellow Soul Ring lit up. As the students wondered why their class monitor was using his First Soul Skill in the classroom, a pulse of Soul Power appeared around An Zhen the next moment. That familiar sensation was clearly what it felt like when one's Soul Power level increased.
An Zhen took a notebook from his desk.
In the Virtual World, a mere thought could accomplish most things. Taking notes was naturally effortless.
The boy carried the notebook to the beautiful teacher at the podium and offered it with both hands. "Teacher, these are the notes I took."
A trace of surprise flashed through Mu Jin's beautiful eyes as he accepted it. After flipping through two or three densely written pages, he said in a slightly astonished tone, "Student An Zhen actually recorded every word I said in class without missing a single one."
"One should naturally listen carefully in class." As everyone knew, An Zhen was a good student.
Mu Jin nodded lightly in satisfaction.
This was even more incredible than what the director had said.
The gorgeous teacher looked toward the students who had yet to leave the classroom. "Take a look at Student An Zhen's notes. This is the example you need to learn from. Especially certain students who lose focus in class. While you are daydreaming, people more outstanding than you are cultivating and studying at the same time!"
"Do not think he obtained special privileges simply because he is talented. That is merely his even more diligent method of studying!"
With that, Mu Jin picked up his lesson plans and left the classroom.
"I'll leave the notes on the podium." The handsome boy smiled warmly as his friendly voice rang out. "If there was anything you did not catch in class, you can come take a look. But do not take them away. Other students may need them too."
Having said that, the helpful and considerate class monitor went to pick up his own girl.
The moment An Zhen left, the students in the classroom swarmed toward the podium. Their little heads crowded together as they tried to see what was written in the notes.
"Damn! The class monitor really wrote down every word the teacher said!"
The student closest to the podium cried out in surprise. The truth was indeed exactly as the teacher had said.
No, you can really cultivate and attend class at the same time?!
They were numb.
They had thought the class monitor was using connections to sleep in class. Who would have thought he was actually a grind king?
"Young Master."
Wu Feng looked at Ning Tian. That guy really had such an incredible ability.
"The world..."
The Golden-Haired Young Miss murmured softly. Was his Soul Skill really only capable of replicating martial souls?
As An Zhen's deskmate, Ning Tian was certain that An Zhen had really closed his eyes and lain on the desk, looking as if he had slept the entire afternoon. He had not taken any notes at all.
Yet when he woke up, his Soul Ring lit up. Not only had his cultivation broken through, but he also had notes.
"Let's eat first."
The two girls left the classroom. As soon as they went downstairs, they saw the boy standing outside Class One of the new students.
"An Zhen, are you waiting for someone?"
"Mm."
The boy's gaze fell upon the two girls' bodies... legs.
"Wu Feng."
"What?" The proud girl said coldly, folding her arms beneath her chest.
"They're very beautiful, and you've trained them very well."
An Zhen said with a sincere expression.
The springy muscles developed through regular exercise really felt comfortable when massaging.
"Pervert!"
A flush appeared on the girl's cheeks, though no one knew whether it was from embarrassment or anger.
"We only agreed on today."
The little Mother Dragon said viciously, "Tonight, I'll burn them."
"That really is a pity."
An Zhen sincerely regretted the disappearance of such beautiful scenery.
"Does An Zhen like Feng Mei?" the Golden-Haired Young Miss suddenly asked.
In an instant, eyes that seemed to burn with flames glared viciously at An Zhen, as if warning him to think carefully before opening his mouth.
"Who wouldn't like a beautiful, lively beautiful girl?" An Zhen was an honest child. His gaze then fell upon the elegant Ning Tian. "Of course, I also like beautiful, wealthy Little Rich Girls."
"Ugh."
A fiery red figure instantly stepped in front of Ning Tian, looking fierce like a little dog guarding its food.
However, this was a little Mother Dragon that could breathe fire.
"An Zhen's words do not sound like something a young prodigy in the prime of youth should say." Ning Tian covered her lips and smiled.
"A single coin can stump a hero. Besides, I'm an orphan with no father or mother. Once I'm fed, the whole family is fed. There's no issue of being the sole heir for three generations or anything like that."
An Zhen did not think living off women was shameful at all. After all, even if one wanted to do it, one still needed the ability. Women could find wealthy men, and men could find wealthy women. From another perspective, men liked pretty girls, so women could naturally like handsome boys. Men and women were equal.
I have what you need, and you have what I need. Doesn't that make us a match made in heaven?
A faint smile flowed through her azure eyes. No one knew what the clever girl was thinking at that moment.
"Dream on."
The Red Dragon Girl guarding her food slowly spat out two words.
"An Zhen, can't you have a little ambition?"
A crisp voice rang out. A handsome boy with pink-blue hair hurried over with a cute boy.
"No helping it. I'm lazy, after all. Besides, I'll work hard myself too."
The young miss of the Clear Sky Sect.
The young miss of the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Clan.
After separating from the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan, did Zhang Lexuan, as Mu En's adopted child, count as the young miss of this branch?
The Upper Three Sects.
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