Coffee's Duration, Tang Ya, You're So Good

Bitter. The moment the black coffee entered Xuan Zi's mouth, the most immediate sensation it brought him was a single word: bitter.

Xuan Zi: Is this a food-type martial soul? That can't be right. To make food this awful, this Food-type Soul Master has no humanity at all.

Amid the bitterness were even more complex flavors, far beyond what could be summed up as simply unpleasant to drink.

On an actual frontline battlefield, if someone pulled out a cup of this stuff and called it "food," their teammates would probably turn their weapons around and dump this damned awful drink over the head of the logistics "chief livestock officer."

"Still, this cup of stuff actually refreshed this old man's mind. That's interesting."

Food-type Soul Masters were, ultimately, a branch of auxiliary-type Soul Masters.

Compared to how food tasted, its effects were more important.

If a lump of crap could significantly raise one's Soul Power Level, plenty of Soul Masters would fight to eat it.

It sounded absurd, but it was reality.

"I heard Master Ye say that you, brat, opened a Coffee shop in the Outer Academy cafeteria. Is this what you sell?"

Xuan Zi had not been particularly interested at first, but after sensing the effects of the Iced Americano, he suddenly became curious.

Compared to replenishing Soul Power, mental exhaustion could often only be gradually recovered through time.

Now that there was suddenly a drink that could ease mental fatigue, how could anyone not be tempted?

"Yes, Elder Xuan."

"How long can this cup of Coffee last?"

Ordinary food would rot and spoil. Likewise, food created by a Food-type Soul Master through Soul Power had a certain consumption time limit; once that time passed, it would automatically dissipate.

"I really haven't tested that."

To be honest, if Xuan Zi had not asked, Bai Ran truly would not have considered that aspect.

"How about this? Give this old man another cup of Coffee, Bai boy. I'll take it back and study it for you."

"9.9 Gold Soul Coins."

"This old man is already so poor that I'm chewing on steamed buns. Can you really bear to ask me for money?"

"Ah~"

Bai Ran sighed helplessly.

This little old man... forget it, forget it. No matter what, he was Shrek Academy's second strongest expert. He would let it slide this time.

"Bai boy, are you really not considering becoming this old man's disciple?"

"I'm not selling you Coffee anymore."

"Fine, fine, fine. This old man doesn't care anyway. The people in the academy who want to become my disciples could line up all the way from Sea God Island to the academy gates."

Why had Xuan Zi developed the idea of taking Bai Ran as his disciple?

Aside from Bai Ran's talent and his ten-thousand-year first soul ring, which made him a promising prospect—

The main reason was that Bai Ran was Master Ye's biological nephew.

If Xuan Zi successfully took Bai Ran as his disciple, would he not instantly go from Master Ye's blacklist to becoming a VIP guest?

As long as Bai Ran had a bite to eat in the future, Xuan Zi would never be left without a meal.

Bai Ran: How about you become my disciple instead, Xuan Zi?

"It's about time. Elder Xuan, please take me back to the Outer Academy."

Upon hearing that, Xuan Zi hurriedly put the Luckin Iced Americano into his Storage Ring, planning to study it properly after returning.

At the same time, he did not forget to grab Bai Ran with the large hand that had just scratched his feet and carry him to the academy's Outer Academy cafeteria.

Bai Ran decided his clothes were beyond saving.

Normally, a Title Douluo would not be this sloppy.

But Xuan Zi was not a normal Title Douluo.

Inside the girls' dormitory.

"Tang Ya, you're back."

Hearing the door open, Jiang Nannan raised her head and looked toward the newcomer.

"Nannan, are you all right?"

Seeing that her best friend seemed to be in fairly good spirits, Tang Ya was relieved.

She had originally thought that after something like this happened, Jiang Nannan would at least be depressed for a few weeks.

On her way back, Tang Ya had even considered whether she should find a teacher skilled in psychological treatment to check on Jiang Nannan.

"Tang Ya, I was never really hurt to begin with."

Perhaps only in front of Tang Ya, her roommate and best friend, was Jiang Nannan willing to put down her cold exterior and reveal her truest self.

Having long suffered bullying from the campus tyrant, the insecure Jiang Nannan had no choice but to cloak herself in aloofness. But what if, deep down, she was actually a funny girl?

Jiang Nannan: Don't make your big sis Nannan laugh.

"It's great that you're fine, Nannan."

Tang Ya did not directly give Jiang Nannan the Mysterious Water Pill she had "won" from Xu Sanshi.

Tang Ya knew very well that given Jiang Nannan's personality, she would not accept anything connected to that person. So Tang Ya planned to sell the Mysterious Water Pill at another time and exchange it for something else to give Jiang Nannan. If she remembered correctly, Jiang Nannan's birthday would be in a few days.

"Tang Ya, um..."

Jiang Nannan did not know how to say it for a moment.

If she said it outright, Tang Ya would definitely think she was a girl with a huge appetite, right?

"If there's something, say it. I'm here."

It was good that she was willing to speak. What Tang Ya feared most was Jiang Nannan returning without saying a word, merely hiding in a corner and crying alone, then later losing hope and running up to the rooftop. That would be the most terrifying thing.

"Tang Ya, what was that thing you brought me this afternoon? It tasted pretty good."

"Oh, Nannan, you mean the Raw Coconut Latte? A junior student made it. If you want some, we can go buy it together now."

In Tang Ya's view, Bai Ran would be enrolling soon, so calling him a junior student was completely fine.

"How could I do that? I wouldn't dare interrupt the good things between you and Beibei."

"Beibei has other things to do."

Actually, Beibei was quite free—so free that he had gone to look after Huo Yuhao, his junior disciple.

The main reason he had not accompanied Tang Ya was that she was worried about Jiang Nannan's condition and wanted to keep her company first.

Since Jiang Nannan happened to be very interested in the Luckin Raw Coconut Latte she had drunk that afternoon, Tang Ya decided to simply bring her along to the Coffee shop.

It just so happened that she had not gotten her fill at noon.

Come to think of it, was that junior student's purchase limit for a certain period of time, or for the entire day?

Tang Ya: If that junior student refuses to sell to me, I'll send in the more authoritative Jiang Nannan.

After all, Jiang Nannan was truly unfairly beautiful. If not for Xu Sanshi, perhaps the disciples pursuing her within the academy could line up from the teaching building all the way to the academy gates.

"Tang Ya, you're so good."

"Ah, we're freaking sisters."

"What a pity. If you were a man, Tang Ya, I might not be able to stop myself from wanting to marry you."

"Even if I'm not, it's still possible."

"Really?"

"I'm joking. Come on, clean up and let's head to the cafeteria. If we're late, that junior student's Coffee might be sold out."

Jiang Nannan: At first, I thought my best friend was joking, but when her hand reached into my blanket, it was already too late.

(Thank you all, dear readers, for your love and support for this book. Since it is still in its recommendation period, I'll post a massive update for everyone after it goes premium next Wednesday.)