Future Plans

Chu Mo saw this and twitched at the corner of his mouth. If Xiao Xiao really became an administrator now, then he'd truly become Xiao Chu!

People couldn't—at least, they shouldn't!

[Chu Mo: Of course I'm not lying. I'm a great guy. I only tell the truth.]

[Ice Frog is Stronger than Poison Frog: ...]

[Revenge Girl: ...]

[Cat Who Controls Speed: ...]

[Dong'er is Not a Girl: Xiao Xiao, don't fall for his tricks! Becoming an administrator requires, requires... Anyway, don't listen to him. You absolutely have to stay away from him!]

Wang Dong'er had listened all night yesterday. How could she not know what they'd been doing? They'd only just done that, and the next day she'd become an administrator.

It wasn't hard to guess what had happened, but how could she say it?

[Xiao Who Plays the Flute: Wang Dong, do you know how to become an administrator?]

Chu Mo: Õ_Õ!!!

Thinking back to how Tang Ya had kept her face buried in the blanket all night, muffling her voice—how could Wang Dong'er have heard them?

The first thing Chu Mo thought was that she must have excellent hearing. Otherwise, he couldn't imagine that she'd been listening in through the wall.

"Mm~"

Tang Ya's eyelashes fluttered. She tried to lift a hand to rub her eyes, but the moment she moved, a sharp pain shot through her legs, making her suck in a breath.

"Ah~" The pain kept her from hiding the little canine peeking out at the corner of her lips.

Chu Mo looked down at her. Her beautiful sleeping face was truly adorable, and last night's experience had given her a more mature charm.

"Yaya."

"Yeah?"

Tang Ya raised her head and looked up at him. Her little face turned red, but she didn't resist.

A good-morning kiss.

A beautiful day began.

"Do you want to take a pill?"

After the kiss, Chu Mo asked with concern.

Tang Ya shook her head, refusing the offer.

"It was my first time. I don't want to take medicine and make it go away. I want to keep it as a special experience."

"Thanks for all your effort."

The two hugged and shared a sweet moment before separating to get dressed and wash up.

"By the way, Yaya, are you going to class today?"

They chatted while brushing their teeth.

"No. My classes are pretty easy now, and I'm about to graduate anyway. I was thinking of graduating early, then reviving the Tang Sect and selling Hidden Weapons. But now... I don't know if I'll still be able to live with you after graduating early."

As Tang Ya said this, she slowly glanced at Chu Mo, then lowered her eyes and continued brushing her teeth.

Chu Mo nodded and shared his thoughts.

"Yeah. I want to establish a sect."

"You want to create a faction?"

Tang Ya was taken aback. Ever since learning that Tang San hadn't become a god through Blue Silver Grass alone, but also through his top-tier talent, cultivation techniques, and Immortal Herbs, she'd become less fixated on reviving the Tang Sect.

More than anything, she wanted to enjoy her life now and be with Chu Mo. Before, she'd been trapped in the obsession of revenge. Now that she'd broken free, she wanted to live happily.

"Yeah. I want to create a faction, one powerful enough to unite the continent. Do you remember the Spirit Hall I told you about before?"

"I know about it. It's recorded in the Tang Sect's records. It oppressed the other sects and tried to unite the continent, so our ancestor Tang San destroyed it."

Tang Ya rinsed her mouth and pursed her lips in thought. She nodded, then suddenly looked shocked and asked, "You're not thinking of reviving the Spirit Hall, are you?"

Chu Mo shook his head helplessly. "That's quite a leap. How did you come to that conclusion?"

"Heh. Of course not. I just want to create a similar organization—to wipe out Evil Spirit Masters, speak up for ordinary Soul Masters, prevent the nobles from monopolizing everything, and maintain peace across the continent."

Chu Mo had finished washing up as well. He turned to Tang Ya and looked at her seriously.

"More importantly, I want to become a god."

"Become a god?"

Tang Ya was deeply shaken. She opened her mouth, unsure how to respond.

"Yeah. Becoming a god requires faith. Where does faith come from? From people's trust and worship."

Chu Mo nodded. Though the Chat Group would eventually help him become a god, he still wanted to do something himself.

"Is there something you need me to do?"

Feeling the ambition of the man she loved, Tang Ya patted her chest. There was no reason not to support him. They'd simply be replacing the plan to rebuild the Tang Sect with the creation of a new sect.

Chu Mo nodded and replied softly.

"Yeah. Remember the Angel Martial Soul I told you about? It has an incredibly powerful advantage against Evil Spirit Masters. The Spirit Hall was able to keep them suppressed because of its Angel Martial Soul."

"Yeah, I know."

Tang Ya nodded firmly. Seeing Chu Mo's serious expression, she suddenly guessed what he had in mind and asked in surprise, "Do you need someone who has the Angel Martial Soul?"

He nodded, confirming her guess, then continued.

"That's right. She's in the Sun Moon Empire, and she'll be a major asset in the future. I want to bring her into our faction."

"Do you need me to find her?"

"There's no rush. The Sun Moon Empire is huge, so she'll be hard to find. It'd be better to grow our faction first, then recruit her once we have some strength."

"That makes sense. But do you have a plan? Establishing a new faction won't be easy. We'll need appealing cultivation techniques or some other incentive. More importantly, we'll need strength and money."

They left the bathroom together, and Tang Ya turned to ask him.

She'd studied how to revive the Tang Sect before and had even considered what to do, but her plans had never moved beyond the drawing board. She'd made a plan, but never acted on it—not because she lacked conviction, but because she lacked money. If she wanted to attract people with the Tang Sect's Hidden Weapons, she'd have to make them first. Where would the ores and materials come from? They'd all have to be bought.

"I haven't figured that out yet, but I'll work on it. There's no rush. I'm just sharing my idea for now."

Chu Mo felt a little awkward. It was true that this was only an idea, and he hadn't worked out all the details yet. But he could fill them in as he went.

"Yeah. I believe in you."

Tang Ya leaned forward slightly and kissed him. This time, it wasn't a deep kiss; she only brushed her lips against his.

"Do your best. I'll be waiting for you."

"Mm."

He heard the dormitory door close and lock.

The two parted ways. One went to class, while the other stayed in the dormitory—but she wasn't simply sitting around.

Tang Ya had added everyone else except Zhu Zhuqing to the Chat Group yesterday. Her Soul Power was now at Level 12. She would absorb it today and break through to Level 44 tomorrow.

Though she wanted to stay glued to him, Tang Ya wasn't unreasonable. She could be close to him again that evening.

She put away the bedsheet marked with the plum blossom and replaced it with a clean one.

"Mm-hm, mm-hm~"

Humming softly, she bent down and kicked off her shoes. Her fair feet were visible for only a moment before she tucked them under the blanket.

"Time to cultivate."

She sat cross-legged under the blanket and opened the Chat Group. Just as she was about to use the Soul Power in her inventory, she paused, turned to the side, and placed her pillow beside her.

"With you beside me, I'll feel much safer."

She pretended the pillow was Chu Mo, placed it next to her, and said with a smile. Only then did she close her eyes and begin cultivating.

The Soul Power distributed by the Chat Group was very gentle, and Tang Ya showed no sign of discomfort. Once she used it, it merged into her body. With only a little refinement, her level rose by one.