Cultivating Together

As Chu Mo's martial soul, Xiao Lv could assist in cultivation, and naturally, Chu Mo could do the same while cultivating.

Tang Ya followed Chu Mo back to the dormitory, and the strange gazes they received along the way made Chu Mo feel a bit uneasy.

However, Tang Ya acted as if she heard nothing, still skipping along with a carefree, indifferent attitude.

"Heh, they're just rumors, it doesn't matter. As long as I can become stronger, that's enough. Besides, I've already made things clear with Bei Bei and explicitly rejected him. It's my freedom to be with whoever I want."

Having returned to her usual boisterous and casual state, Tang Ya flopped onto the bed the moment she entered the room.

"Uh."

Looking at the pure and lively girl on the bed who didn't treat him like an outsider at all—rolling around and hugging his pillow—Chu Mo pursed his lips.

Chu Mo didn't believe Tang Ya was truly indifferent to gossip; it was more likely she had grown accustomed to it and developed an immunity, which was why she appeared so unbothered by the current rumors.

"On the way back, I checked the chat group. Dong'er recorded our fight, and it's very clear. She was actually able to see through those shadow gases."

Tang Ya sat up only after she had thoroughly covered the bed with her scent, her face flushed as she spoke.

Hearing this, he stopped thinking and turned his gaze back to her. She looked so pure that he felt an urge to pinch her cheeks.

"Yeah, I saw it too. There were indeed flaws, but I saw you take out those golden needles and strike them into Xu Sanshi's body. Are you sure you don't need to treat him?"

He nodded, saying that he had watched it as well.

The combat needed improvement; he had too little experience fighting humans. Usually, he only dueled with soul beasts where every move was meant to kill, but in a competition, he couldn't go for the kill and naturally had to hold back. Sometimes, if he didn't perform well, accidents could really happen.

"Hmm~"

Frowning, Tang Ya still held a grudge over Xu Sanshi cursing her. Although she had vented her anger by whipping him, she didn't want to see him, let alone personally remove the Dragon Whisker Needles for him.

"Forget him, he won't die anyway. Besides, there's still Bei Bei; he can remove the Dragon Whisker Needles too. I bet he's already gone to him. They're good buddies, so he'll definitely help."

Tang Ya hugged the pillow between her fleshy thighs, resting her chin on it. Not wanting to continue the topic, she patted the spot beside her hip with her small hand.

"Alright, time for business. Let's hurry up and cultivate."

With such an intimate step, he really didn't know if this was cultivation or... cultivation.

Chu Mo's face turned slightly red; yes, his thoughts had wandered.

"Mm."

Cultivation in progress.

Next door, Room 108.

"Scumbag! Scumbag!"

Wang Dong'er sat on the bed, pouting, gently punching her pillow as if it were a certain someone.

Huo Yu'er stood by the bed, looking at her friend and sighing helplessly.

"Wang Dong, stop being angry. Chu Mo already said in the group earlier that he came to Shrek Academy specifically to find that senior Jiang Nannan."

"Yu'er, don't be fooled by him. He's only helping you cultivate because he thinks you're naive. He'll definitely take advantage of you later, don't let him get the better of you."

Wang Dong'er looked up abruptly, hitting the pillow in her hand rapidly, saying excitedly.

"Uh, is Wang Dong overthinking this? Brother Chu Mo just patted my head."

Feeling that the other girl was making a mountain out of a molehill, Huo Yu'er waved her hand gently.

Besides, even if Chu Mo had some intentions toward her, Huo Yu'er wouldn't feel much aversion. After all, she had never been valued by anyone before. Now that someone truly valued her, regardless of the reason or what they wanted to gain, at least this sense of importance was real.

Furthermore, there were some words she kept to herself: Wang Dong'er, in what capacity are you feeling jealous?

It didn't seem like there was one; after all, they had only met for the first time. To say there was a bit of affection was truly a stretch.

This guess was, of course, correct. Wang Dong'er hadn't fallen in love; it was more of the annoyance one feels when a toy is snatched away by someone else.

After all, Chu Mo had personally mentioned the chat group; it was his cheat, and Wang Dong'er was very interested in it. It could be considered a secret among them, and if they were group members, she would naturally be happy to meet them.

For example, Chu Mo and Tang Ya.

Just this afternoon, when Chu Mo sent a message in the group asking Tang Ya to find him to speed up cultivation, Wang Dong'er was mostly standing up for Tang Ya, afraid that he would take advantage of her under the guise of revenge, not out of dislike.

But Jiang Nannan, who hadn't even joined the chat group, was able to get Chu Mo's attention and act so familiar with him—Wang Dong'er hated that.

"Hmph, Yu'er, you're just too naive, that's why you're being fooled by him."

Huo Yu'er scratched her thin arm, which lacked meat due to malnutrition, and shook her head, saying nothing more. The other girl seemed to have reached a dead end; she would have to calm down on her own, as she couldn't be persuaded.

It seemed she wouldn't be leaving today. She might as well take her pills and cultivate in the dormitory; after all, there was a lot of progress to catch up on.

With that, Huo Yu'er cleaned up briefly and returned to the bed to begin cultivating.

Only Wang Dong'er remained, sitting on the edge of the bed, hugging her pillow and staring blankly at the floor.

"Hmph, scumbag, I'm going to ignore you for three days, unless you apologize to me..."

Pouting, Wang Dong'er made up her mind and lay down to sleep instead of cultivating.

Late at night.

In a boudoir filled with a girlish atmosphere.

Meng Hongchen slowly retracted her martial soul to end her cultivation, opened her eyes to look at the results of her training, and the corners of her mouth lifted involuntarily.

"Not bad, the effect hasn't noticeably diminished, and the price is indeed reasonable!"

Beep~

She opened the chat interface and looked down through her unread messages, her eyes landing on the message he had sent just after finishing his first pill.

[Ice Frog is Stronger than Poison Frog: Are you looking for a fight? Can't this be recorded? Record it so I can see if you're very handsome, and while you're at it, let me see how your strength is.]

[Revenge Girl: Isn't it bad for us to secretly film others without their consent?]

[Dong'er is Not a Girl: ok]

8:00 PM...

[Dong'er is Not a Girl: (Video).]

[Dong'er is Not a Girl: Won the match easily, Xiao Lv is still very impressive.]

[Revenge Girl: This martial soul is so strange.]

[Grilled Fish Girl: Brother Chu Mo said Xiao Lv is a Slime, and it can even change its form, you know.]

These conversations were the messages Wang Dong'er and Huo Yu'er sent to each other while waiting at the agreed-upon time.

Because the chatterbox Meng Hongchen wasn't there, and because Chu Mo had arrived at the meeting spot in reality, the topic quickly died down.

"Looks like everyone is busy; no one is chatting."

Seeing that everyone in the group except for her was offline, Meng Hongchen couldn't bring herself to start a conversation even though she had something to talk about.

She raised her hand to pinch her thigh and clicked to view the video.

The video was entirely one-sided, and without the purple-black mist obscuring the view, this match would have been extremely boring.

The opponent was completely on the defensive; if she hadn't known the situation beforehand and only watched the video, Meng Hongchen would have thought it was a fixed match.