Tang Ya's Imported Breakfast! Mu En, Who's Been There...

The next day, early morning.

As the first rays of dawn descended, Tian Meng crawled out from Jiang Yi's embrace.

"Last night, an old man kept peeking over here. Be careful; his strength is quite formidable..."

Tian Meng sat cross-legged on the ground, absorbing the purple energy of heaven and earth while offering a reminder.

That old fellow's spiritual power was even stronger than her own, so she dared not conceal her presence recklessly, lest she reveal anything unusual.

"Understood."

Jiang Yi opened his eyes and exhaled a breath of stale air.

This was intentional on his part; otherwise, he could have just as easily placed Xiao Lan into the Master Ball, but there was no need.

Although Shrek Academy could be a bit erratic, they were relatively normal when it came to treating their own geniuses.

Especially since Mu En was still alive, he needed to build some presence now. Once Yan Shaozhe took over, that would be a different story.

"Mm, as long as you have a plan in mind."

Tian Meng nodded slightly and said no more.

This master of hers was incredibly mysterious; even secrets regarding soul beasts that she had only heard of in rumors were things he could rattle off with ease.

Ignoring Tian Meng, who continued to cultivate her Purple Demon Eye, Jiang Yi turned to look at Xiao Lan behind him.

It had completed its transformation; its original blue feathers had turned cyan, and the golden thunder patterns on its wingtips were even more dazzling.

[Pet: Storm Thunder Eagle]
[Intimacy: 100%]
[Talent: Wind-Thunder Affinity, increased resistance to wind and thunder attributes, capable of wielding the power of wind and thunder...]
[Evolution Value: Wind Thunder Eagle King (1002/10000)]
[Soul Skills: Thunder Roar, Thousand Thunder Feather Blades, Thunder Flash]

With a thought from Jiang Yi, two purple soul rings rose slowly from beneath his feet, the eerie violet hue shining brilliantly in the morning light.

His soul power had increased by one level as a result, reaching level twenty-nine, just one level away from obtaining his next soul ring.

"It's just that I'm broke again."

Jiang Yi sighed suddenly, retracted Xiao Lan into the Master Ball, and felt his empty pockets.

Taking drugs is a momentary thrill, but the wallet pays the price. The gold coins "exploded" from the generous Bei Bei were already spent on just these two portions of essence blood.

Although he had a little left, he and Xiao Lan still needed to eat daily, unlike Tian Meng, who could work without needing food.

"Should I go find Master Bei and squeeze out some more?"

Jiang Yi rubbed his chin, but quickly dismissed the thought.

While he considered himself despicable and shameless, he still couldn't bring himself to sell a woman for gold coins.

"Forget it, I'd better just compete in the tournaments."

Jiang Yi stretched, already having some ideas in mind.

To encourage combat, Shrek Academy frequently held various competitions, and the rewards for the top rankings were quite generous.

Performing well in these matches might even attract an angel investor from Shrek Academy—excluding Xuan Zi, of course.

Naturally, if he wanted a stable source of funding, aside from selling his dignity, he would have to pick up a side hustle.

Jiang Yi turned his head and glanced at the little girl Tian Meng, who was focused on her cultivation.

Out of twenty-four hours a day, the Tang Sect techniques took up less than twelve. Tian Meng still had a full twelve hours; she could easily learn another trade.

"Sister Tian Meng—hm?"

Before Jiang Yi could finish, he looked up at the door, and Tian Meng on the other side zipped back into the Master Ball in a flash.

The spiritual barrier dissipated.

A knock sounded at the dormitory door, accompanied by a girl's crisp, pleasant voice—

"Jiang Yi, open the door!"

Jiang Yi raised an eyebrow and opened the door to find Tang Ya standing there prettily, holding two portions of breakfast.

Today, Tang Ya was wearing a light blue tight-fitting outfit that clung to her body, accentuating her graceful figure and youthful aura.

"Looks like I came at the right time."

Tang Ya lifted the breakfast in her hands and tilted her head with a smile; her bright, cheerful expression was particularly charming in the morning light.

She wasn't exactly a top-tier beauty, but she possessed a pure, spirited quality, blending gentleness with a touch of playfulness.

Two shallow dimples appeared and disappeared, and the ponytail behind her swayed gently, radiating the vibe of a youthful girl from the desk next door.

Jiang Yi was slightly stunned.

In that moment of distraction, Tang Ya had already slipped past him and walked into the dormitory on her own.

"Hey, Senior Sister Xiao Ya—"

Jiang Yi sighed helplessly and followed her inside.

At this moment, Tang Ya had already walked to the table with great familiarity, laying out the warm breakfast one by one.

There were two bowls of lotus seed and red date porridge. As soon as the lids were lifted, a sweet aroma mingled with the faint scent of the young girl's hair, filling the entire dormitory.

"Eat while it's hot, or it'll get cold."

Tang Ya picked up a bowl of hot porridge, scooped a spoonful, and held it to his lips.

The movement was so practiced that it seemed only natural; the spoon hovered steadily in mid-air, much like a neighborly big sister feeding a younger brother.

"..."

Jiang Yi blinked.

Aren't we being a bit too intimate?

That's not how Gala Ge Mu wrote it, is it? You're supposed to build up affection first, then slowly conquer me...

"Is it too hot?"

Seeing him hesitate, Tang Ya's beautiful eyes showed a hint of contemplation, and she brought the spoon to her own lips with a serious expression.

"Then I'll blow on it for you..."

No sooner had she spoken than she parted her red lips, gently taking the white porridge into her mouth to test the temperature.

"Mm, it's not hot anymore."

Tang Ya said, her words muffled by the porridge still in her mouth, before she stood on her tiptoes and brought the spoon toward him.

Meanwhile, Jiang Yi was still thinking about the vanished God Realm and the karma of the Tang Sect...

But the next moment, his eyes widened.

Holy crap, mouth-to-mouth porridge!

The sweetness of the red dates mixed with the soft, glutinous texture of the lotus seeds exploded in his mouth, instantly whetting Jiang Yi's appetite.

He gently reached out his hands to touch the handle of the spoon; the smooth, rounded sensation was only just beginning to take shape.

Forget it, the Tang Sect is the Tang Sect, then.

Eat, eat, eat—!!!

Downstairs in the dormitory, at the security office.

Two figures stood side by side, gazing at the dormitory building not far away—one old, one young. The young man had already clenched his fists.

"Great-Grandfather!"

Tears welled up in Bei Bei's eyes, yet he remained unwilling to look away.

Through the mottled shadows cast by the window, he could vaguely make out the scene inside, but he couldn't understand it.

Why had Xiao Ya changed so quickly?

"I cannot help you... nor will I! Whether you face this bravely or act like a coward, it all depends on your own choice!"

Mu En patted Bei Bei on the shoulder, his tone exceptionally calm.

He looked at Bei Bei, a flash of disappointment crossing his eyes. If Bei Bei had just rushed up to start a fight, it would have satisfied him more than this.

To be so hesitant and indecisive now, neither here nor there—what was the point?

It was just a kiss, wasn't it?

Back in his day, his own wife had run off with someone else, yet he had still pulled through and become a generation's Limit Douluo.

This was a trial, but it was also a tempering; as long as he could overcome it, Bei Bei's future would be a smooth path.

"..."

Bei Bei said nothing, only staring ahead with clenched fists.

"I'm leaving!"

Tang Ya licked the corners of her mouth, sweeping the few remaining drops of white porridge into her mouth, not wasting a single bit.

It was just white porridge—

A mundane breakfast that had taken nearly half an hour to finish, yet she was extremely satisfied.

After tidying up, Tang Ya waved at Jiang Yi and, without any further action, skipped away happily.

Her joyful demeanor was like a little rabbit that had successfully stolen a carrot.

"Sigh, my second brother has ruined me!"

Jiang Yi watched Tang Ya's retreating figure and slapped his forehead, his mind suddenly clear and indifferent.

Yet, the lingering fragrance on his lips still left him with a sense of lingering aftertaste.