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The workload here was immense, so it could only be done bit by bit, which happened to serve as a way to temper his physique.

Before dawn broke, Yue Ling had already washed up, eaten, and prepared to get to work.

During this time, he sometimes worked alone, while other times Bei Bei would help him, which was his way of repaying the meals he often mooched.

One morning.

Seeing that Zhang Lexuan looked unwell, Yue Ling calculated the date and boiled some rose, red date, and white fungus soup to deliver to her. He left immediately after dropping it off, never lingering.

After spending a long time together, Yue Ling knew that Zhang Lexuan was soft on the outside but firm on the inside and did not easily accept favors. Therefore, such things had to be done gradually, and he had to be decisive, leaving her no room to refuse.

Besides, he simply wanted to be good to Zhang Lexuan.

It wasn't until the next day, when her complexion had indeed improved, that Yue Ling felt a bit happy.

After marking the dates, Yue Ling would change up the soups he delivered during those few days each month to help relieve blood stasis and alleviate abdominal pain caused by cold.

This made Zhang Lexuan's beautiful eyes shimmer, and she always felt a tug in her heart, unable to stop thinking about Yue Ling, who was several years younger than her.

Days passed one by one.

Yue Ling reached the age of ten.

His orange hair had grown out, and his face had become so delicate it was a feast for the eyes; those who didn't know better would have thought he was a young girl.

Under the strange gaze of Bei Bei, Yue Ling still bit the bullet and went to Shrek City for a trim, taking the opportunity to buy some nice new clothes.

That was much better—fresh and clean.

Elder Xuan returned once a month, and every time he checked Yue Ling's body, he would nod in satisfaction.

He hadn't been slacking off; not bad, not bad at all.

They would take the opportunity to enjoy a delicious meal together.

Elder Mu was getting on in years and liked light meat dishes; Elder Xuan was the opposite, preferring to eat meat in large chunks and drink wine in large gulps; Zhang Lexuan was not quite the same as Elder Mu, occasionally eating a few bites of grilled food; Bei Bei was similar to Elder Xuan, perhaps because he was still young.

Of course, these tasks couldn't be left to Yue Ling alone; Zhang Lexuan would help out and chat with him while they worked.

They say that being loved makes one grow flesh and blood.

Every time Zhang Lexuan was on her period, he would make something nourishing to send over.

Now, not only had she gained a little weight, but her health had also improved, which gave Yue Ling a great sense of accomplishment.

Meanwhile, Bei Bei would sit awkwardly while the two elders chatted. Before long, he would wander into the kitchen to poke around, only to be chased out, leaving him to glare at the two of them with resentment.

Life was plain yet fulfilling: farming, cooking, cultivating, and sleeping every day.

But he had not forgotten that monstrous hatred; he had simply buried it quietly in the depths of his heart.

In this world where the weak are prey to the strong, only those with great strength have the right to speak.

In his spare time.

Yue Ling would also flip through that Hundred Flowers Record to learn how to identify flowers, plants, and herbs. It was truly worthy of being an heirloom passed down by his ancestors, containing unique insights into them.

It was very interesting.

Sea God Pavilion.

Surrounded by spiritual energy, it was quiet and comfortable. Yue Ling's arrival brought a touch of human warmth to the place.

With the help of the sea of flowers and abundant soul power, his own level rose to twenty-six. It was a bit slow, but his physique was very sturdy, and his state of mind had become calm and steady.

The small chrysanthemums around Elder Xuan had all been planted, so Yue Ling began to restock, spending money to buy other varieties to plant elsewhere—naturally, only after obtaining Elder Mu's consent.

The previously planted chrysanthemums swayed in the wind, and their elegant, clean fragrance would occasionally draw Zhang Lexuan to sit in Elder Xuan's courtyard, where she would guide his cultivation.

Yue Ling was the type of person who treated others well if they treated him well. Whenever someone came, he would prepare fresh pastries, or if it were evening, he would prepare some soup.

When the other resident elders returned and saw this scene, they were all shocked.

There was nothing much going on inside the courtyard, but the outside looked as if it were surrounded by flowers and plants, which was very beautiful.

After asking around, they found out: oh, so Elder Xuan had taken on a new closed-door disciple.

Seeing that the matter could no longer be hidden, Elder Xuan boasted to everyone he met, making the entire inner court curious about this little junior brother.

In the small courtyard of the resident elders, Elder Zhuang looked at the sea of flowers outside the door with joy.

He had long wanted to plant something here, but every time he went out and saw the empty space, he felt something was missing. However, he was old and could no longer handle the exertion, so he had intended to give up on the idea.

But he hadn't expected...

As Elder Zhuang sat in his recliner, the knot in his heart loosened, and his cultivation instantly advanced to the ninety-fourth level.

This aura, unique to life itself, left the resident elders astonished.

This also led Elder Mu, not far away, to remark to Yue Ling with emotion.

"You really are a little lucky star."

Years passed, and Yue Ling was no longer the person he once was.

At twelve years old, his soul power had reached level thirty-three, and he had obtained his second thousand-year soul ring.

He had arrived at Elder Xuan's small courtyard at eight; four years had passed since then.

Cultivating in the sea of flowers, listening to Elder Xuan nag, cooking delicious food for Elder Mu, reading quietly with Zhang Lexuan, and playing with Bei Bei...

Elder Mu truly loved this child and passed on his self-created technique, "Monarch Descends Upon the World," to him.

Of course, teaching was one thing, but mastering it was another.

It involved fusing soul power and spiritual power to coat one's fists and feet; physical strikes would carry spiritual attacks, crushing the opponent's mind. It could be called a trump card.

But... it was too difficult.

Although his spiritual power was stronger than his peers, it still couldn't compare to soul masters who possessed spirit-type martial souls.

What was even harder was coating his fists with his own spiritual power and soul power. The control required for the details and the massive consumption of spiritual and soul power left him exhausted every day.

Elder Xuan also changed his training method.

The best way to strengthen the body and improve one's physique was to take a beating.

When Elder Xuan was around, he would beat him; when he wasn't, Zhang Lexuan would do it. Her friend, Han Ruoruo, always watched the fun without fearing it was too big, which made Yue Ling grit his teeth in frustration.

After the beating, he would soak in a medicinal bath and apply ointment. Zhang Lexuan's hands were gentle and delicate, so Yue Ling had been in pain yet happy for these past few years.

Of course, it was effective. His current ability to withstand blows was extremely strong, and when combined with his first soul skill, Heavenly Chrysanthemum Body Protection, he was practically a little turtle.

Hey, he was getting carried away.

He could attack when advancing and defend when retreating; he simply gave his opponents no chance.

"Hehe, I'm really strong!"

Yue Ling smoothed out his orange hair.

Hmm... it had grown long; he should find time to get a haircut!

While he was lost in his thoughts, Elder Xuan gave him a direct slap to the head.

"You brat, today is your enrollment day, have you forgotten? Hurry up and come with me to the Academic Affairs Office to register!"

"Yes, yes, Teacher, you're right, but the food in the pot..." Yue Ling hesitated.

Elder Xuan was furious and didn't stand on ceremony, grabbing his arm with one hand. "Hey, Teacher, what are you doing?"

"Let's go!"

"Waaah!"

Two figures instantly flew into the sky, heading straight for the Shrek Academy Academic Affairs Office.