After a long discussion in Dorm 108, complete with verbal sparring, rambling arguments, and cutesy pleading, the two finally reached an agreement.
Over the next seven days—rather, the remaining six days—the number of checkups would be raised to two or three a day in exchange for these two cultivation techniques.
"You're really getting off easy."
"Hah, what do you mean, I'm the one getting off easy?"
Wang Dong'er puffed up her cheeks in anger, glaring fiercely at Jiang Mu.
"Fine, fine. I'm the one taking advantage, alright?"
Jiang Mu helplessly raised his hands, unwilling to argue with her.
Wang Dong'er casually tossed the two cultivation manuals onto the bed opposite hers, planning to cultivate them that night.
Thud.
They landed directly on the bed, while Wang Dong'er herself seemed not to notice. She spoke in a haughty tone.
"Hmph, you should be secretly delighted."
"Alright, alright. I'm secretly delighted."
Jiang Mu nodded and looked up at Wang Dong'er, who had once again assumed the air of a noble young lady. His heart stirred at the sight, and improper thoughts surfaced once more.
"Say, Dong'er, how about we do it one more time?"
This time, Wang Dong'er did not even give him room to bargain.
"Hmph, dream on. At the very least, you'll have to wait until I've mastered the cultivation techniques."
With that, she left directly.
"Hey, where are you going?"
Jiang Mu found this strange. Where was she going?
"I'm going to find that useless guard, so he won't attack you again. And while I'm at it, I'll find you a healing soul master to see whether you were hurt."
Wang Dong'er said it casually, as if she were truly just doing it on a whim.
"There's really no need. You can just examine me yourself."
The moment he said that, Wang Dong'er's face flushed bright red again.
She was still just a young girl, after all. Blushing, she glared at Jiang Mu and said,
"Who... who said that! I meant whether your spiritual power injured you!"
"Oh, that? Then there's even less need. I feel much better now."
Jiang Mu waved his hand. Several hours had passed since the attack. If he had truly been seriously hurt, he might have died in his sleep earlier. Since he was fine, there was no need to seek anyone out.
"Really?" Wang Dong'er narrowed her eyes.
Jiang Mu nodded firmly. "Mm-hm."
Seeing that Wang Dong'er still did not quite believe him, suspicion lingering on her face, Jiang Mu laughed.
"What, are you worried about me?"
Wang Dong'er said shyly, "Huh? Hmph, I'm not worried about you. I'm just afraid you'll try to blackmail me again."
After saying that, Wang Dong'er left directly, this time without the slightest hesitation.
"Treat him or don't treat him, whatever."
Click!
Bang!
The door opened and then slammed shut.
A gust of wind instantly swept through the room, brushing across Jiang Mu's face.
"Ah."
Watching her retreating figure, he let out a soft laugh.
"She actually got embarrassed."
After withdrawing his gaze, Jiang Mu briefly inspected the room.
When he entered the bathroom, his expression shifted slightly. He used the Dust-Cleansing Art to clean the bathroom once more before leaving, then sat cross-legged on his bed and began cultivating.
Naturally, his method of cultivation involved using other people's spiritual power.
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There were too few people, and these people's essence blood was recovering rather slowly.
I'll draw more tonight, in case someone suddenly comes in. Cultivating is the safest option. Otherwise, I don't even know what I should do. In a fantasy world, it feels like something's missing if you don't cultivate.
And so, the room fell into a brief silence...
On the road outside.
"Hmph, pervert. I'm not worried about you at all!"
Wang Dong'er strode quickly down the road on her fair legs.
Yet she was not acting as she had claimed. The direction she was heading in was precisely that of the Shrek Infirmary.
Wang Dong'er continued trying to convince herself.
I'm only worried that he might threaten me. I'm not going to see him. I'll just ask around and get the medicine ready in advance. Then he won't be able to threaten me...
After convincing herself, she quickened her pace once again.
Inside the infirmary.
"What is it?"
Seeing the smile on the teacher's face, Wang Dong'er breathed a sigh of relief. After approaching, she asked softly,
"Oh, Teacher, I have a friend who was hit by a spiritual attack and feels a little dizzy. He cares too much about his pride to come in himself, so he asked whether it might be dangerous."
Hearing that explanation, even the teacher froze for a moment. He lowered his eyes and examined Wang Dong'er.
"It's hard to say without seeing him. But you can ask whether your friend has trained his spiritual power. If he has, then the attack may have been weak and only caused temporary dizziness, so it likely isn't a serious problem."
"But if he hasn't cultivated it, and the person he sparred with was high-level and possessed strong spiritual power, then it could very easily damage his nerves."
The doctor was quite responsible and laid out the possible consequences.
"Ah, this..."
Wang Dong'er lowered her head and thought upon hearing that.
Thinking back, the guard had only displayed strength around the teens, probably level eleven or twelve. He was not very strong, so his spiritual power could not have been particularly high either.
Jiang Mu had needed her support at the time, but after sleeping for a while, he had even asked her to do that sort of thing. He clearly seemed fine.
At that thought, she immediately relaxed.
"Then, Teacher, please still give me some medicine. It can't hurt to keep some on hand."
"Hehe, alright. But medicinal herbs related to spiritual power aren't cheap."
"That's fine. As long as they work."
What Wang Dong'er lacked least were Gold Soul Coins.
"Hehe, alright then."
The doctor turned around and began preparing the medicine. Since there was nothing much to do while dispensing it, he casually asked out of boredom,
"You're this worried about him. Is the person who needs the medicine your boyfriend?"
People on the Douluo Continent generally matured early, and finding a partner at this age was perfectly normal.
Besides, Shrek Academy had even held events specifically meant to pair people up.
Sea God's Fate was a matchmaking event.
Although it was only for the inner courtyard, it still proved that they did not reject romance. After all, martial souls needed to be passed down.
She had come specifically to get medicine for him and even said money was not a problem. No matter how one looked at it, that did not seem like an ordinary friend.
Naturally, Wang Dong'er refused to admit it. She folded her arms haughtily across her chest, lifted her chin, and retorted,
"Hmph, he still has a hundred and eight thousand miles to go before he can be with me. He's just a pervert. My guard merely injured him by accident."
"I'm only reluctantly taking care of him..."
"Mm."
The doctor had merely been indulging in a bit of gossip. Since she did not want to talk about it, he did not press further. Preparing the medicine was not particularly complicated.
The medicinal ingredients related to spiritual power were already stored in clearly marked places, and he quickly packed them up.
"Alright, the total comes to 146,000 Gold Soul Coins. Since you're an Academy student, 140,000 will do."
"Mm, here's the card."
Just as she handed over her card and prepared to pay, Wang Dong'er suddenly thought of something and asked,
"Oh, right."
"What is it?" The doctor raised his brows and looked at Wang Dong'er curiously.
"Um, it's just..."
As Wang Dong'er was paying, she suddenly remembered that when she had supported Jiang Mu, he had felt completely weak, constantly leaning against her. Could he have some hidden ailment?
Though her words said otherwise, she decided to get some more medicine.
"Um, it's a lack of strength."
"Physical weakness?"
The doctor's expression turned strange upon hearing that.
"Mm, that's roughly what I mean."
"That's easy enough. I'll prescribe you an excellent remedy. Once he takes it, he'll have all the strength he needs at night!"
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