Zhou Yi Blushes and Her Heart Races, Shocked to Her Knees!

[ Ding! ]

[The students saw your maid bringing you water, and their eyes nearly popped out with envy—Emotion Points +99!]

[The students heard that you were "the maid's master," and the way they looked at you was filled with envy—Emotion Points +99!]

Jiang Zihang took the drink and had a sip. It was cool and sweet, with a faint minty fragrance.

"Why are you here?"

Xiao Wu crouched beside him and answered softly,

"There was nothing for me to do in the dorm. I'd already finished the chores, and I could sense Master's location, so I came over to take a look. I happened to see you doing the physical fitness test, so I bought some drinks."

She paused and looked at Jiang Ziming with a hint of unease.

"Did I disturb you, Master?"

Looking into her pink eyes, which carried a trace of anxiety, Jiang Ziming could not help smiling.

In front of everyone on the field, he reached out and gently stroked her rabbit ears.

"No. Xiao Wu really is a dutiful, well-behaved maid."

Xiao Wu's cheeks flushed faintly. She lowered her head, but the corners of her lips still curled upward.

There was actually another drink in the food box. Xiao Wu was hesitating over whether to mention it when Jiang Ziming smiled first.

"This one's for Wang Dong, right? Don't worry, I get it. I'll give it to her for you later."

"Mm! Thank you, Master!"

Xiao Wu stared blankly into the young man's eyes. The necklace on her chest seemed to tremble more intensely.

She sat with Jiang Ziming for a while before getting up to say goodbye and heading back early.

A little later, Wang Dong cautiously sat beside Jiang Ziming, pretending it was by chance. She was just about to ask, "What did that older sister say to you just now?"

But the young man beside her had already handed her an icy drink.

"Xiao Wu came to deliver drinks. Here, this one's yours."

"Ah, th-this is too embarrassing."

Wang Dong's eyes widened in surprise, but her little hand honestly accepted the drink.

Before long, the physical fitness test ended.

With Jiang Ziming's Excitement Carrots, every student in the class actually completed the hundred-lap assessment within the allotted time.

Not a single person was expelled!

The exhausted students gathered around him one after another, chattering as they thanked Jiang Ziming.

"Brother, we really owe you today!"

"Classmate Ziming, if it hadn't been for that carrot of yours, I definitely wouldn't have made it."

"If you ever need help with anything, just say the word!"

[ Ding! ]

[You helped the entire class complete the assessment, and everyone was immensely grateful—Emotion Points +99!]

[ Ding! ]

[You gained your classmates' friendship and trust—Emotion Points +99!]

[ Ding! ]

[You established a good reputation in Freshman Class One—Emotion Points +99!]

Once the physical fitness test was over, the day's classes came to an end as well.

Zhou Yi stood before the group, her gaze lingering on Jiang Ziming for a moment.

This student was someone Pavilion Master Mu En had personally named yesterday as needing special attention.

To be honest, she was curious.

"The rest of you are dismissed! Jiang Ziming, come to my office."

A few minutes later, in the office.

Zhou Yi sat behind her desk, studying the composed young man before her. After pondering for a moment, she spoke.

"Your martial soul is that carrot you summoned on the field just now?"

She asked very directly.

Jiang Ziming did not hide anything. He extended a hand, palm up.

An entirely orange-yellow carrot appeared out of thin air in his palm.

"Teacher, this is my food-type martial soul, the Invincible Delicious Carrot."

Zhou Yi frowned slightly.

Sure enough, it was exactly as stated on his registration form—a food-type martial soul.

Then why was his stamina so good?

She wanted to ask more, but after hesitating, she did not say anything.

No matter what, Jiang Ziming was undeniably exceptional. As one of the few top students in the class, Zhou Yi had no intention of being guarded against him.

She raised a hand and slowly removed the mask from her face.

Beneath the withered face of an old woman was a young, dewy complexion.

There was a faint seductive charm between her brows. Her skin was fair, and she looked no older than twenty-five or twenty-six, completely different from her usual appearance.

"I'm your homeroom teacher. It's my responsibility to understand my students' true circumstances."

She set down the mask and spoke calmly, as if it were the most ordinary thing in the world.

Jiang Ziming looked at her youthful face without showing much surprise. He merely smiled, summoned a Delicious Carrot, and handed it to her.

"Teacher, would you like to try it? My first soul skill tastes quite good."

Zhou Yi glanced at him, accepted the carrot, and took a bite.

Then her eyes widened slightly.

Delicious!

Not delicious in the ordinary sense, but a kind of...

Exquisite flavor that made one's heart and soul sway!

She finished it in a few bites. Just as she was about to feel for any enhancements to her body, she suddenly realized that her gaze was becoming difficult to control.

She looked at the young man before her, at his rather handsome face, and for a moment, she seemed to see her boyfriend, Fan Yu.

Her heartbeat inexplicably quickened!

Heat began rising in the woman's cheeks.

In the blink of an eye, her small hand had unconsciously risen, nearly touching the young man's face.

Then Jiang Ziming grabbed her wrist.

"Teacher, what are you doing?"

There was a trace of confusion in his voice, as though he genuinely did not understand what she was doing.

Zhou Yi abruptly came back to her senses. Blushing, she pulled back her hand. Beneath the chair, her black-stockinged calves swayed involuntarily.

[ Ding! ]

[Zhou Yi seems to have accidentally mistaken you for her boyfriend and was so embarrassed that her toes curled—Emotion Points +99!]

Jiang Ziming withdrew his hand and explained as if nothing had happened.

"My first soul skill, Flavor Amplification, lets the eater experience the ultimate pleasure of taste. It might make them see what they want to see."

"What they want to see?"

Zhou Yi took a meaningful deep breath and calmed herself.

"An interesting martial soul."

She accepted the second carrot Jiang Ziming offered her, the Excitement Carrot, and took a bite.

This time, her expression changed from curiosity to shock.

A gentle yet vast energy spread through her body.

Her soul power, strength, speed, endurance...

Her abilities in every aspect were improving at a clearly perceptible rate!

She quickly made an estimate. The enhancement was at least over thirty percent.

Thirty percent...

What did that mean?

If a Soul King ate this carrot, they could unleash combat power close to that of a Soul Emperor for a short time!

Even the famed support-type martial soul, the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda, only enhanced one attribute per soul skill. It was nowhere near this outrageous!

And this had actually come from the second soul skill of a twelve-year-old boy?

The way Zhou Yi looked at Jiang Ziming suddenly turned heated.

A martial soul of this level could no longer be described merely as "genius."

No wonder Elder Mu valued him so highly.

Jiang Ziming watched her shocked expression, and the corner of his mouth lifted faintly.

Then he extended his right hand.

An ancient golden sword appeared out of thin air in his grasp.

The blade was broad and covered in profound runes, radiating a vast pressure as boundless as the sea.

"God-tier Martial Soul: Xuanyuan Sword!"

Immediately afterward, a dazzling purple soul ring slowly rose from beneath the sword.

Twin martial souls!

A top-grade sword martial soul!

His first soul ring... was already a thousand-year ring!

Zhou Yi's gaze instantly went blank.

[ Ding! ]

[Zhou Yi was so stunned by your talent that her face flushed and her heart raced—Emotion Points +999!]

She opened her mouth, wanting to say something, only to find her mind completely blank.

Then her body instinctively made a movement that even she herself had not expected.

Zhou Yi rose to her feet, bent her knees, and actually knelt down directly!

The hem of her tight dress pressed against the floor along with her black-stockinged calves. Her high heels slipped off due to the depth of her kneel, revealing a pair of small yet softly rounded jade feet.

She lifted her face and stared up dazedly at the sword-wielding young man before her.

The air fell silent.

Zhou Yi, always strict and imposing without anger, was now kneeling before a young man and looking at him with a gaze that was almost reverent.

Jiang Ziming looked down at her, a trace of pleased amusement on his lips.

He stepped forward and gently lifted Zhou Yi's chin, raising her fair, flushed face slightly.

"What's wrong? Are you feeling unwell?"

His voice was gentle, carrying a hint of concern.

Zhou Yi suddenly snapped awake.

When she realized she was kneeling on the ground, staring up at her junior in such an utterly undignified posture, her cheeks instantly burned crimson.

She scrambled to get up, but because she had not put her shoes back on properly, her foot slipped and she nearly fell again.

Jiang Ziming reached out and supported her soft shoulder, helping her steady herself.

"Th-thank you..."

Zhou Yi lowered her head, not daring to look at him.

"Teacher, are you all right?"

"I'm fine."

Zhou Yi drew a deep breath, trying to make her voice sound calmer.

"You should go back first. I understand the situation well enough. I... I just need to rest for a while."

Jiang Ziming glanced at her, said nothing more, and turned to leave the office.

After the door closed, Zhou Yi slumped alone in her office chair.

She had not even put her shoes on properly, allowing her little black-stockinged feet to sway gently in the air.

Her normally fair face was crimson, her breathing rapid. She looked as though she had just been pulled from the water.

She felt that something was very wrong with her state today.

But what unsettled her even more was that she did not reject that feeling.

That feeling of... kneeling before the young man and submitting to him!

She closed her eyes, yet the image of that sword-wielding young man involuntarily surfaced in her mind.

As did those smiling eyes.

She abruptly opened her eyes and shook her head hard.

"By Ancestor Tang San's Blue Silver Grass, what on earth am I thinking?"

She muttered softly, her voice carrying a trace of panic that she herself had not noticed.