"Since there's no need to hide it, I'll be leaving first. I need to prepare for tomorrow's classes anyway."
Zhang Lexuan stepped closer and straightened his slightly rumpled collar from the journey.
"Take care of yourself. Don't stay up so late that you get dark circles."
Long Yaochen teased.
"Don't worry." Zhang Lexuan lowered her eyes. "I'm not the same as before."
...Not just when it came to the academy.
She added silently.
Long Yaochen's heart stirred slightly.
Lunar Soul-Suppressing Cold Moon.
A Soul Douluo possessing Ultimate Ice... compared to that little old man Mu En, she must have been so excited she could jump for joy, right?
However, Zhang Lexuan's cultivation ahead would be a long one.
She had merely skipped the accumulation period before Soul Sage; that did not mean she no longer needed to compress her Soul Power.
Still, even if she had to pay back that debt, no one would refuse in exchange for a martial soul with an ultimate attribute.
"Then I'll head back to the dormitory first."
Zhang Lexuan nodded lightly.
The two parted ways there, and Long Yaochen headed alone toward the Outer Court dormitory building.
The night breeze swept over the familiar path, gently stirring the shadows of the trees by the roadside.
The holiday was basically over. The dormitory building, quiet for several days, had become lively again, with only a very few rooms still unlit.
Long Yaochen's steps grew much lighter.
That girl Wang Dong should be back by now, right?
With her personality, the first thing she would do upon seeing him would probably be either to boast about becoming a Soul Elder or make a few sarcastic remarks.
Maybe she would even stand at the door with her arms crossed and pretend not to care as she asked—