Sparring Until Drenched in Sweat with Big Sister Tang Ya

["Xianxia Plane · God · Tianshan Snow Lotus · 300,000-Year Soul Ring" ×1!]

(A perfect match for food-type martial souls! Its age can be compressed according to the host's physical constitution.)

Jiang Ziming's breathing stopped for a second the moment he saw this reward.

Another 300,000-year soul ring?

This Tianshan Snow Lotus soul ring was practically tailor-made for his Invincible Hell Carrot martial soul.

Jiang Ziming took a deep breath, suppressing his delight as he immediately began planning his future cultivation path.

His soul power had now reached level twenty-eight.

As long as he reached level thirty, he could seamlessly absorb this Tianshan Snow Lotus soul ring and directly enter the Soul Elder realm.

It seemed he needed to cultivate harder as soon as possible.

He closed the system panel, opened his eyes, and sat up from the bed.

By the pool, Xiao Wu had already finished washing the clothes and was hanging them out to dry.

Hearing movement behind her, she turned around. When she saw the young man sitting on the bed watching her, she gave him a sweet smile.

"Master, what is it?"

"Xiao Wu, are you done washing? Come here for a moment."

Xiao Wu nodded and sped up her work.

Soon, she hung up the last piece of clothing, wiped her hands, and walked over to the bed.

"Master, what are your orders?"

Jiang Ziming looked into her gentle pink eyes and said seriously, "I want to break through to Soul Elder as soon as possible. Starting today, we need to increase the intensity of our cultivation."

Xiao Wu blinked, then nodded without hesitation.

"No problem, Master. Xiao Wu will assist you with all her strength."

She paused before adding, "Actually, with Master's current accumulation of soul power and this necklace's supportive effect, as long as we keep cultivating through martial soul fusion every night, breaking through level thirty should not take too long."

Jiang Ziming nodded.

After thinking for a moment, he suddenly remembered the golden reward he had just drawn.

He took out the Legendary Strawberry-Scented Yoga Pants from the system space.

The pink fabric shimmered softly beneath the light, giving off a faint strawberry fragrance.

It was soft and elastic, and felt exceptionally good to the touch.

"Xiao Wu, try these on."

Xiao Wu took the yoga pants and froze for a moment.

She lowered her head to look at the pink fabric in her hands, then looked up at the young man, her cheeks flushing slightly.

"Master... these are..."

"Ahem... I got them through a fortuitous opportunity. Try them on and see whether they fit."

Xiao Wu's eyes trembled slightly.

She clutched the yoga pants in her hands and softly said, "Thank you, Master," before turning and walking into the bathroom.

A few minutes later, the bathroom door opened.

Xiao Wu emerged from behind it.

Under the pale light, the pink yoga pants gave off a soft sheen, clinging to the girl's already delicate and curvaceous figure, making her look even softer and more shapely.

They perfectly outlined her long legs, while the curves of her waist and hips looked smooth and beautiful. Her whole body appeared both supple and full of strength.

Standing beneath the light, she shyly twirled a lock of hair beside her ear. Her rabbit ears drooped slightly, and a faint blush covered her cheeks.

"Master... what do you think?"

Her voice carried a trace of shyness, as well as a trace of anticipation.

Jiang Ziming looked her over and praised her sincerely, "Mm, very cute."

Xiao Wu's cheeks turned even redder, but the corners of her lips could not help curving upward.

She lowered her head, thanked him softly, then walked to the bed and sat down beside him.

"Then, Master... shall we start cultivating now?"

Jiang Ziming nodded.

The two took off their shoes and sat facing each other on the bed, their palms pressed together.

Xiao Wu closed her eyes and was the first to mobilize the soul power within her body.

A gentle yet vast current of soul power slowly flowed from her palms, passing through their joined hands and into Jiang Ziming's meridians.

Jiang Ziming also closed his eyes, guiding his own soul power to mingle with hers.

The moment their soul powers came into contact, they naturally began to fuse.

The heart-shaped necklace on Xiao Wu's chest emitted faint pulses of light in the darkness. Like a beating heart, it tightly linked their soul powers together.

That warm force flowed through his meridians and into every part of his body, making Jiang Ziming feel as though he were soaking in a hot spring.

Before they knew it, the night deepened.

Moonlight outside seeped through the gap in the curtains, casting a patch of silver-white light across the floor.

The room held only the sound of their steady breathing and the faint hum of circulating soul power.

With his eyes closed, Jiang Ziming felt the growth of the soul power within him.

At this rate, breaking through level thirty was not far away.

Life at Shrek settled down once more.

Jiang Ziming attended classes at the academy during the day. At lunchtime, Wang Donger and Xiao Xiao always clung to him.

The two girls sat on either side of him like two food-guarding kittens, blocking out every other girl who tried to approach and talk to him.

Occasionally, Ning Tian would bring Wu Feng over to join their table.

The young lady of the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Sect clearly intended to befriend Jiang Ziming. Every time she came, she brought gifts such as little pastries.

Her manner was gentle and graceful, and her conduct proper. At a glance, she was clearly a refined young lady from a prominent family.

However, Wu Feng at Ning Tian's side was not nearly as friendly.

Whenever the red-haired girl approached Jiang Ziming, her hackles rose uncontrollably. Like a cat whose tail had been stepped on, she let out a low hiss from her throat.

She seemed to bear a grudge over being frightened into wetting herself by a single sword strike during the freshmen assessment. Every time she saw Jiang Ziming, she remembered that afternoon when she had been utterly humiliated.

"Little Feng, don't be like this."

Ning Tian helplessly tugged at her sleeve.

"Humph!"

Wu Feng turned her head away, but her red eyes still could not help sneaking a glance at Jiang Ziming before quickly looking away again.

Jiang Ziming did not particularly care about the interaction between the mistress and servant. Befriending a little rich girl like Ning Tian would not hurt his future development.

After school in the afternoon, Tang Ya would sometimes come looking for Jiang Ziming.

For some reason, Tang Ya took especially good care of him.

This young sect master practically emptied out the Tang Sect's reserves.

Purple Demon Eye, Mysterious Heaven Skill, Ghost Shadow Perplexing Track...

She taught Jiang Ziming one Tang Sect secret art after another, guiding him hand in hand. She was so patient that she seemed less like a sect master and more like a gentle older sister.

The more things that could improve cultivation efficiency, the better.

Jiang Ziming did not stand on ceremony. He put some effort into learning from her, and his progress was rapid.

The two often trained together until dusk, expending considerable physical strength.

Sometimes, Bei Bei would also come looking for Tang Ya. The moment he pushed open the door, he would find Jiang Ziming and Tang Ya sparring over combat techniques while pressed tightly together.

Their bodies were tightly pressed against each other as they practiced the Mysterious Jade Hand, both of them drenched in sweat.

Bei Bei's expression would often darken for a moment, but since they were cultivating, he could not say much.

What made him feel even more stifled was that Tang Ya would often directly drive him out, using the excuse, "Don't disturb this sect master while I'm helping my junior cultivate."