If You Like Two People, You'd Better Keep It Hidden

"Your Grandpa Fat's profession evolved!"

Fatty Wang was ecstatic. He stared excitedly at Ye Xiao. "Brother Xiao, did you see that? My profession evolved!"

"My professional potential actually went from C-rank to B-rank!"

"Brother Xiao! Where did you get this incense?"

"I want more! I'll buy it no matter how much it costs!"

Ye Xiao smiled and waved a hand.

"It's just a few sticks of incense. They're free."

Fatty Wang shook his head like a rattle drum.

"No way! Brother Xiao, this incense must be really precious! Or maybe it's made using some special ancient recipe!"

"Incense with such incredible effects would sell for at least five figures per stick on the market!"

Hearing this,

Ye Xiao suddenly realized something.

"Fatty Wang might be exaggerating."

"But judging by his reaction, even if a stick of incense isn't worth five figures, it must be worth at least four."

And to think,

Ye Xiao had arrived in this world dirt poor.

If it hadn't been for his adoptive father's protection,

he'd probably already be begging on the streets, living as a vagrant.

Hard training and practicing his punches were important, of course.

But making money was just as important!

Because money could buy more cultivation resources.

And those could speed up his progress.

Every top Transcendentalist

had been built up with massive amounts of resources, without exception.

And where did those resources come from?

Obviously, you bought them with money!

"Brother Xiao! Brother Xiao! Why'd you space out? Is this incense really hard to get?"

Fatty Wang's calls dragged Ye Xiao back from his reverie.

When Ye Xiao came to, he looked at Fatty Wang and said, "Fatty, this incense isn't that hard to get, but getting it in large quantities isn't exactly easy, either."

Ye Xiao's answer left Fatty Wang confused.

He hurriedly thumped his chest.

"Brother Xiao, money really isn't a problem!"

"Look, I've only just started college, and I've already reached the Third Realm. My professional potential has even risen to B-rank!"

"When my mom finds out, she'll be over the moon!"

"She could easily multiply my allowance several times over next month!"

"Just do me this favor!"

"With the incense, I'll get stronger faster, then my mom will be even happier, and then I'll get more money. With more money, I can buy more incense..."

Listening to Fatty Wang's grand plan, Ye Xiao couldn't help laughing.

Getting the incense really wasn't that hard, but it wasn't exactly simple, either.

That was because Spirit Gathering Incense had to be bought with Martial Value.

And Ye Xiao earned Martial Value by practicing his punches.

He'd just bought twelve sticks of incense for 180 Martial Value.

That left him with only 160.

But seeing Fatty Wang like this—

a guy who'd always been lazy suddenly training so diligently—

moved Ye Xiao.

So Ye Xiao spent another 150 Martial Value

and bought ten sticks of Spirit Gathering Incense.

That left only 10 Martial Value in his account.

Ye Xiao said, "Fatty, I've got ten sticks of Spirit Gathering Incense left. Take them for now."

"Give me some time, and I'll figure out how to get you more."

When Fatty Wang saw Ye Xiao hand over the last of the Spirit Gathering Incense,

his excitement and happiness suddenly vanished.

He looked guilty.

"Brother Xiao, I'm sorry. I got too excited and shouldn't have pressured you for more Spirit Gathering Incense."

"Something this good must be useful for your own cultivation, too."

"I don't want these ten sticks. Keep them for yourself."

"Don't worry, I won't use the incense you just gave me for free. I'll call my mom first thing tomorrow morning and ask her to send me money."

Ye Xiao stared at him for about five seconds, then burst out laughing.

Fatty Wang watched Ye Xiao laugh

and was completely baffled.

"Brother Xiao, what are you laughing at?"

When Ye Xiao finally stopped laughing,

he said, "Fatty, you're actually a pretty good guy."

Fatty Wang scratched his head with an honest smile. "Brother Xiao, are you complimenting me or making fun of me?"

Ye Xiao said, "Take the incense and use it."

"I'm a Martialist, so I can't absorb spirit energy. I can only train my punches and body."

"As for the money, forget it."

"We're friends. How could I take your money?"

After Ye Xiao explained,

Fatty Wang finally accepted the last ten sticks of incense.

But he'd already made up his mind about something.

"Fatty, get some sleep. It's almost three."

"Got it, Brother Xiao!"

Ye Xiao discovered

that classes at universities in this high-martial world weren't as tightly packed as they had been in his old world.

After all, cultivation was different from studying.

Studying required lectures from teachers.

Cultivation did require guidance from instructors, too,

but most of the time, it followed the principle that a master showed you the way, while the rest was up to you.

So after a full day of classes yesterday,

today was much easier.

He only had one class, specifically about the history of this world.

But it was just an elective.

Many students wouldn't go, choosing instead to spend the time cultivating.

At eight in the morning,

Ye Xiao woke up.

He'd trained his punches all day yesterday, so in theory, he should've been exhausted.

But as his cultivation realm and constitution improved,

he no longer needed to sleep for long to get his energy back to its peak.

That was one of the benefits of getting stronger.

Fatty Wang was much the same.

After Ye Xiao got up, he woke up, too.

There were no classes today, so they could cultivate on their own.

Ye Xiao headed for the Gravity Training Tower as usual.

Fatty Wang went to the Spirit Energy Training Hall.

Their different professions dictated different cultivation paths and methods.

Jiang University had taken this into account

and built many halls suited to different students' needs.

There were the Elemental Pavilion, Weapon Pavilion, Summoning Pavilion, Body Tempering Pavilion, Melee Pavilion, Ranged Pavilion...

Students with different professions could go to the halls best suited to their cultivation.

There, they could interact and spar with students of the same profession or with similar abilities.

These similar environments encouraged students to help one another and improve together.

When Ye Xiao reached the Gravity Training Tower,

the familiar Old Man Black was still sunning himself in a chair by the entrance.

Ye Xiao joined the line and went up to Old Man Black.

He took out his Gravity Training Card and handed it over.

When Old Man Black recognized Ye Xiao,

he drawled, "Did you have a fight with that girl from the Su Family?"

"Why didn't she come with you today?"

"She looked really sour and seemed to be in a bad mood."

"What did you do, kid? Betray her or something?"

At that, Ye Xiao nearly choked on his own saliva.

"Cough, cough."

"Old Man Black, what are you talking about?"

"You can eat whatever you like, but you can't just say whatever you like!"

Old Man Black snorted.

"I've seen plenty of young guys like you."

"Sure, men can be a little flirtatious, but if you're two-timing, don't let anyone find out."

Ye Xiao's eyes widened, and the corner of his mouth twitched as he stared at Old Man Black.

What flirting?

What two-timing?

Was this disrespectful old man talking about him?

He just wanted to know—

when had he ever been two-timing?

And besides,

he and Su Muyun weren't the kind of people Old Man Black thought they were!

"You old—"

"Hm?" Old Man Black fixed him with a deadly glare.

"—you're still my old man!"

"Hmm." Old Man Black withdrew his deadly glare.

Old Man Black added, "As someone who's been around, let me give you a piece of advice."

"You can't hide it when you like someone."

"But if you like two people, you'd better keep it hidden!"

Ye Xiao: "..."