Holy Radiance Qilin's Passive Charm? But I Just Want to Lie Flat!

Lin Ciyan walked along the tree-lined path leading to Freshman Plaza, his pace unhurried, perfectly embodying the meaning of "relaxed."

However, his desire for a low-profile composure did not go as planned.

Everywhere he passed, the head-turning rate was effectively one hundred percent.

Whether it was male students hurrying along or female students walking in groups.

Even some seniors wearing upper-year uniforms found their gazes involuntarily drawn to him.

"Look, it's that 'Sleeping Arhat' Lin Ciyan!"

"Wow, how is he so handsome even in a school uniform..."

"Does it feel like he's glowing? Is it just my imagination?"

The whispers were endless.

At first, Lin Ciyan was a bit puzzled; although he was "somewhat famous," he shouldn't have reached the level of a walking spotlight.

He soon realized that this likely wasn't just the effect of his reputation.

With a flicker of thought, he sensed the Holy Radiance Qilin Martial Soul dormant within his body.

This top-tier beast martial soul, possessing the Ultimate Light and holy attributes, seemed to have subtly endowed him with a unique temperament as his cultivation level increased.

A kind of... aura that made people involuntarily feel goodwill, warmth, peace, and even a touch of holiness?

It was as if he carried a weakened, passive aura of the "Auspicious Domain."

He was constantly broadcasting the signal: "I am a good person, I am super gentle, please feel free to approach."

Good grief, Lin Ciyan complained internally. Does my Qilin Martial Soul come with a bonus to charm stats?

A walking hormone... no, a walking holy light purifier?

If this were someone with evil intentions, couldn't they use this passive aura to attract bees and butterflies everywhere and start a "Dragon Overlord" script?

But who was Lin Ciyan?

He was determined to see his slacking through to the end, with his heart set only on cultivation (slacking off) and system tasks (harvesting influence)!

Romantic matters? No way!

Women would only affect the speed of his slacking!

A sigma male always levels up alone...

Ah, no, he always wins by lying down alone!

Just as he was thinking this, a few outgoing and bold young girls, their cheeks flushed, encouraged each other and walked up to him, wanting to strike up a conversation.

"L-Lin classmate, hello..."

"Can we get to know each other?"

Lin Ciyan instantly switched to a professional smile, gentle and polite, yet with just the right amount of distance.

"Hello, classmates. Sorry, I'm in a rush to check the class assignments. Next time for sure, next time for sure."

His tone was sincere, his movements fluid, leaving no room for them to continue. With a slight nod, he walked past them naturally, hiding his merit and fame.

He left the girls standing there, feeling both disappointed and even more charmed by him—even his rejection was so gentle!

Lin Ciyan felt no ripples in his heart; he even wanted to go back and take another nap.

With no women in his heart, slacking becomes divine!

Having finally shaken off the "harassment" along the way, Lin Ciyan finally arrived at the bustling Sea God Plaza.

The area in front of the massive bulletin board was already packed solid, with thousands of freshmen anxiously searching for their names.

Lin Ciyan sighed and resigned himself to "squeezing" into the crowd.

He didn't use his soul power, relying instead on his body, which had been reinforced multiple times by soul rings and soul bones, along with a strange sense of rhythm.

Like a fish swimming through water, he wove through the gaps, appearing slow but quickly reaching the front of the bulletin board.

His gaze swept over the dense lists of names.

Freshman Class 1: ...

Freshman Class 2: ... He Caitou ...

Freshman Class 3: Lin Ciyan ...

Freshman Class 4: ...

Freshman Class 5: Bei Bei, Tang Ya ...

Freshman Class 6: ... Jiang Nannan ...

Freshman Class 10: ...Xu Sanshi...

Ten classes, each with nearly a hundred students, totaling over a thousand freshmen.

This is the scale of a single intake at Shrek Academy.

Lin Ciyan quickly found a few familiar names.

He Caitou, this future master of Soul Tool, is here too.

It seems at this point in time, he is still laying his foundation in the Martial Soul Department.

I estimate his Soul Power Level isn't too high, maybe around level twenty-something?

Bei Bei, Tang Ya: As expected, they were assigned together. Please, by all means, stay locked together; Tang San swallowed the key.

Bei Bei is currently level 34, definitely standing head and shoulders above this batch of freshmen, but unfortunately... his heart hasn't been in cultivation for a long time.

Tang Ya?

Probably just a Soul Grand Master. Her talent is average, and with the pressure of seeking revenge and rebuilding her sect, it's a miracle she can keep up with her cultivation at all.

Jiang Nannan, the number one beauty of the Outer Court?

Hmm, she is indeed quite something.

However, coming from a commoner background, despite her good talent, her resources are limited. She's likely only around level twenty-something right now.

Xu Sanshi is in Class 10. With his Black Mysterious Tortoise martial soul, his defensive power is decent. I reckon he just broke through to become a Soul Elder recently?

He might be on par with the original version of Bei Bei who hadn't been "rolled" by me, but now... Bei Bei could take two of him.

Lin Ciyan quickly assessed the situation and suddenly felt a sense of boredom.

This batch seems quite normal.

Aside from Bei Bei and myself, these two bugs, everyone else falls into the category of ordinary geniuses.

Thinking back to Huo Yuhao's batch in the original work, that was truly absurd.

Twin Martial Souls were like wholesale goods (Huo Gua, Xiao Xiao, Wang Dong'er).

Super Martial Souls were everywhere (Evil Eye White Tiger, Hell Spirit Cat, Seven Treasures Glazed Pagoda, Golden Black Tortoise...).

And there was even a Son of the Plane personally stepping in to cheat.

By comparison, my current batch is simply the beginner's village of beginner's villages.

Finally, his gaze landed on the name of the homeroom teacher for Freshman Class 5—Mo Hen.

Mo Hen?

No impression; it seems there's no such character in the original work.

But... as long as it isn't that person!

Lin Ciyan felt a sudden sense of relief, as if a heavy stone had been lifted from his heart.

Thank goodness it isn't Zhou Yi!

He immediately began his classic internal rant:

That irritable old hag who takes pleasure in "expelling students"—I haven't seen much of her teaching prowess.

She's quite the expert at PUA-ing students and running a high-pressure reign of terror.

Always shouting "Get out of Shrek," as if she owned the place.

After teaching for so many years, the only one she produced worth looking at was Huo Gua, and that was only because he was determined.

If you replaced her with a pig as a teacher, Huo Gua would probably still become a god.

What's the difference between her and Yu Xiaogang? I have to say, these two similar characters are equally repulsive.

This kind of workplace bullying and mentally oppressive "strict teacher" persona has long since been exposed!

Exposed inside and out.

In my past life, she would have been a textbook workplace PUA master, ready to be hung out to dry and socially executed online in minutes.

Luckily, my luck is decent, and I dodged a bullet. Abandon the plot of helping others and mock the fate of others!

I wish Teacher Zhou the best in continuing to "cultivate" "monsters" on her own little patch of land; I won't be joining her.

This Teacher Mo Hen, the name sounds quite scholarly.

I hope he's a normal person who can understand and support my "Relaxation Cultivation Method."

After checking the class assignments, Lin Ciyan didn't want to stay for even a second longer and immediately utilized his movement technique.

He slipped out of the crowd like a loach and let out a long sigh of relief.

People packed like sardines, truly terrifying!

It's still more comfortable to go back and lie down.

However, there is something more important to do today.

He had an appointment with Zhang Lexuan to take a stroll through Shrek City.

Thinking of this, his steps became much lighter as he headed toward their meeting spot.

Beneath a massive Golden Tree on the shore of the Sea God Lake, a slender, graceful figure was already waiting.

Zhang Lexuan was not wearing her Shrek uniform, but had instead changed into a light blue knee-length dress, the hem embroidered with simple silver patterns that accentuated her slender waist and long, elegant frame.

Her ink-black hair draped softly over her shoulders, held up only slightly by a simple jade hairpin, revealing the graceful lines of her fair neck.

Sunlight filtered through the leaves, casting dappled shadows upon her and making her appear even more enchanting.

She turned slightly to gaze at the lake, her profile serene and gentle, like a meticulously painted classical portrait of a lady.

Lin Ciyan paused for a moment, his heart skipping a beat for no apparent reason.

He walked up quickly, offering a hint of an apology, "Sister Lexuan, have you been waiting long?"

Hearing his voice, Zhang Lexuan turned her head. Seeing it was him, a gentle smile bloomed on her face, instantly dispelling any sense of distance and becoming vivid and bright.

"No, I just arrived as well." Her voice was soft, her gaze lingering on him for a moment before she gave a slight nod.

The youth in his white and gold uniform was reflected in her eyes, which suddenly shimmered with brilliance.

"This uniform suits you well."

"Sister Lexuan looks beautiful today, too." Lin Ciyan replied with a smile, his tone sincere.

The two shared a smile and naturally began walking side by side toward Shrek City.

Shrek City remained bustling and lively, with shops lining the streets and crowds flowing like a tide.

They strolled through the busy streets, occasionally stopping to look at novel trinkets or sample local street snacks.

As they conversed, their arms swayed gently with their strides.

Every so often, the backs of their hands would inadvertently brush against each other.

That tiny, fleeting contact felt as if it carried a faint electric current.

It made the air between them seem to grow thick and ambiguous.

With every touch, Lin Ciyan could feel Zhang Lexuan stiffen slightly, only for her to subtly increase the distance between them without leaving a trace.

Yet, before long, they would draw close again due to some topic or sight.

This dance of proximity and distance made his heart race even more than holding hands directly would have.

However, just as the atmosphere was reaching its peak...

Inside Lin Ciyan's Sea of Consciousness, Xiyao, who had been quietly curled up, suddenly puffed out her cheeks, her delicate little face filled with displeasure.

Although she didn't fully understand what was happening outside, she could clearly sense Lin Ciyan's emotional fluctuations, and... the intimate aura between him and another woman that made her feel uncomfortable!

The girl of light huffed, hugging her knees and burying her face into them.

Only a small tuft of silver hair swayed restlessly, as she radiated the thought: "I'm unhappy, hurry up and coax me."

Lin Ciyan: "..."

Oh no, the backyard is on... ah, no, the little vinegar jar has been tipped over.