After saying that, Ye Qiu pinched Xiao Wu's soft cheek again and gave her a teasing smile.
"You think so too, don't you, Xiao Wu?"
"Mm-hmm. Ye Qiu is right about everything."
Xiao Wu's face flushed crimson as she nodded faintly, her heart beating a little faster. All she hoped was that Ye Qiu would tease her more—then push that so-called fiancée out of the picture. A hint of shyness veiled her gaze as she looked at him.
"A gift?"
Tang San stared at the pair, who had suddenly become so close, his face full of confusion. What kind of gift could make Xiao Wu so excited that she was blushing like this?!
"That's right, a gift!"
Ye Qiu smiled mysteriously.
There was no way to hide his and Xiao Wu's cultivation, so Ye Qiu hadn't even planned to try. Instead, he said smugly, "Xiao Wu has already reached level forty!"
"W-what?!"
Tang San cried out in shock.
Even the others in Dorm Seven, who had been watching the show, let out a chorus of astonished cries and stared at Xiao Wu in disbelief.
"How is that possible? Ye Qiu, you're sure you're not joking, right?"
Tang San looked completely unconvinced. He knew very well that Xiao Wu had only recently broken through to level thirty-two!
He was starting to wonder if Ye Qiu had lost his mind.
"Joking?"
Ye Qiu shook his head with a laugh, then held out one hand to Tang San. "Come on, Xiao San. Check my cultivation, and you'll see whether I'm joking."
Tang San paused, still half-skeptical. He took Ye Qiu's wrist and sent the Soul Power he had cultivated through the Mysterious Heaven Skill into Ye Qiu's body.
A little Soul Power flowed in, like a pebble dropping into a lake.
Tang San's