Don't Let the Spirit Points Flop

Time flies.

Ye Qiu had a fulfilling and regular first year in Notting City.

Aside from the morning classes arranged by the academy, he spent most of his time cultivating with Xiao Wu. When the little rabbit was uncooperative, he would reluctantly wander around Notting City with her or spar to hone their combat skills.

It's worth mentioning that during one of their strolls, they actually ran into the chubby girl who had elbowed her way through the crowd when they were buying blankets at the start of the semester.

Xiao Wu naturally hadn't forgotten and retaliated with several forceful elbows, leaving the girl sprawled on the ground. If Ye Qiu hadn't stopped her, the chubby girl's waist might have been broken. In the end, she fled, crying and limping.

Over time, the two of them had become deeply connected.

Ye Qiu had become incredibly familiar with every subtle expression and every little detail of the silly rabbit.

Of course, Xiao Wu had also gotten to know Ye Qiu much better. It could be said that she was the person in this world, besides Ye Qiu himself, who understood him the most.

This led to her becoming increasingly audacious, barely caring about Ye Qiu's threats, forcing Ye Qiu to frequently discipline her.

Additionally.

Tang San, who always made time to study with Yu Xiaogang and work at the blacksmith shop, also frequently sought Ye Qiu out for sparring. Ye Qiu naturally agreed; a free sparring partner was a good thing.

Of course, Ye Qiu had concealed some of the abilities of his Martial Soul. Otherwise, Tang San might become wary and guarded, not to mention how annoying it would be if Yu Xiaogang found out.

Even when Ye Qiu merely said his silk-spinning ability was learned from a spider, Yu Xiaogang was somewhat curious and wanted to study it, but Ye Qiu largely ignored him.

In the Seventh Dorm.

The students were finishing their year's studies and preparing to return home.

Wang Sheng had become a true Soul Master, successfully graduating from Notting Academy. He was about to head to the Intermediate Soul Master Academy for his examination. He shouldered his bag, stood at the doorway, and waved to Ye Qiu and the others.

"Boss Ye Qiu, Third Brother, Sister Xiao Wu, I'm leaving! May we meet again!"

Amidst the goodbyes, Wang Sheng's figure slowly receded.

"I doubt we'll ever meet again."

Ye Qiu, with a lollipop in his mouth, lay on his bed, watching Wang Sheng's departing back and shaking his head calmly.

Over the past year, the relationship between Ye Qiu, Tang San, and Xiao Wu had become much closer.

Tang San, who was packing his belongings, looked at Ye Qiu still lying on the bed and asked in confusion, "Ye Qiu, why aren't you packing yet? Aren't you going home?"

Tang San missed his father back home dearly. Although he had waited a year, Tang Hao hadn't visited him, yet he had still prepared a new forging hammer as a gift for Tang Hao.

When it came to filial piety, Tang San was truly commendable.

"Don't we have vacation tomorrow? I can pack tonight," Ye Qiu said casually, waving his hand. He only had a few sets of clothes, so there wasn't much to pack.

Tang San smiled helplessly. Ye Qiu seemed only interested in cultivation and lived a rather lazy daily life, or he would order Xiao Wu to do things for him. That's right, Ye Qiu also seemed very interested in Xiao Wu.

His eyes dimmed slightly.

Compared to Ye Qiu, who was passionate about cultivation, perhaps Xiao Wu spent more time dragging him out to 'bully men and women.'

Tang San turned to look at Xiao Wu again.

He inquired, "Xiao Wu, what about you? Vacation starts tomorrow, are you going home?"

A few steps away from Ye Qiu's bed.

Xiao Wu, who had long since 'separated beds' from Ye Qiu, sat on the edge of her bed, gently swinging her bare feet.

Looking at the increasingly deserted Seventh Dorm and hearing Tang San's question, a hint of loneliness flickered in Xiao Wu's eyes, a stark contrast to her usual lively and active demeanor.

She gently shook her head.

"I'm not going home. Perhaps I'll stay at the academy."

Tang San was taken aback and surprised, "It's been a year, won't you go home to visit?"

Just as a wave of annoyance began to rise in Xiao Wu, who had been poked by Tang San's words, she suddenly glanced at Ye Qiu, who was lying on the bed with his eyes closed, holding a lollipop. Her eyes immediately lit up.

She said happily, "Xiao San, isn't your home not far from the academy? How about... I go visit you there? Anyway, Wang Sheng and the others are leaving, and there's no one to play with Sister Xiao Wu."

Looking at Xiao Wu, who was as delicate as a porcelain doll, Tang San smiled gently. After a year of interaction, he understood the personality of this young girl quite well. She always seemed to be looking for trouble.

When she was gentle, she was like a porcelain doll, obedient and lovely, but once she threw a tantrum, her title as the 'Big Sister of Notting' wasn't just for show.

Besides Ye Qiu, even he himself often suffered at her hands.

Tang San chuckled softly and didn't immediately agree.

"My home is very poor, there's nothing much to entertain you with."

"Poor? You're the richest in our Seventh Dorm."

Xiao Wu jumped off the bed, hands on her hips, and glared at Tang San with her rosy eyes, "You save most of your monthly allowance, plus your wages from the blacksmith shop. Are you still afraid you can't host me?!"

"If we're talking about being poor, Sister Xiao Wu is truly poor. You don't have much money on you."

As she said this, Xiao Wu couldn't help but mutter in a low voice, her eyes casting a resentful glance in Ye Qiu's direction. A large portion of her money was spent on Ye Qiu, or rather, on candy. She even had to work like a beast of burden to pay off debts in exchange for food.

A few black lines appeared on Tang San's forehead. Seeing Xiao Wu's sudden change in demeanor and her somewhat overbearing attitude, he chuckled and nodded. "Then come if you want to. But... my dad has a bad temper."

"I'm so well-behaved and cute, your dad will definitely welcome me," Xiao Wu said nonchalantly. She wasn't living at Tang San's house anyway. As she spoke, she smiled friendly at Tang San, blinking her large, captivating eyes.

"..."

Tang San stared at Xiao Wu before him, momentarily stunned. Though he knew she was faking it, his heart still skipped a beat.

Ye Qiu, who had been lying in bed the whole time, let out a strange smile upon hearing Xiao Wu's words.

It wasn't a welcome; it was practically a welcome to death.

"Alright, then it's settled!"

Xiao Wu waved her little hand, sealing the deal.

"Okay, then we'll set off together early tomorrow morning."

Tang San, snapping back to reality, nodded with a smile and said no more. He quickly packed his things and left Seventh Dorm. He also needed to bid a simple farewell to his teacher.

Silence immediately fell upon Seventh Dorm.

Xiao Wu, bored, looked around. Her gaze fell upon Ye Qiu, lying in bed. A faint blush crept onto her face as she walked to the side of Ye Qiu's bed and kicked the foot of his bed twice.

"Ye Qiu~ You need to get up and pack your things quickly too! Xiao Wu sis is going home with you tomorrow. You better be energetic and not mess up."

Wishing you all a pleasant life!