Lin Tian Sets His Sights on Xiao Wu

"Who are you? What do you want with our Boss Lin?"

One of the work-study students who was clearly much older walked over.

Lin Yuan said, "I'm from the same village as him. I need to see him."

"Wang Sheng, what happened?" Xiao Wu's voice came from inside the dormitory.

"Sister Xiao Wu, it's a new student. He says he's from the same village as Boss Lin and came looking for him," Wang Sheng shouted inside.

"Looking for me?" Lin Tian froze for a moment, then walked over to Lin Yuan. "You must be Uncle Kun's son. I've seen you before. Did you need something from me?"

"Brother Lin Tian, some time ago, the old village chief came to see my father and asked him to look after you. So my father booked us a double dorm room and prepared daily necessities and bedding for you as well."

Lin Yuan put on an honest and straightforward appearance.

This greatly increased Lin Tian's favorable impression of him. "So that's how it is. Then thank Uncle Kun for me. But there's no need for me to move in with you. I'm doing quite well here."

"Then I'll bring your daily necessities and bedding over," Lin Yuan said.

"Then thank you." Lin Tian thought about it and agreed.

A penny could stump a hero.

His pockets were emptier than his face; he could not even scrape together a single copper Soul Coin.

He really did need those things.

Just then, Xiao Wu walked over. "Lin Tian, who are you talking to?"

"My childhood friend Lin..." Only then did Lin Tian realize that he did not seem to know the other boy's name.

Lin Yuan said innocently, "Hello, sister-in-law. My name is Lin Yuan."

"Pah, pah! Who are you calling sister-in-law?" Xiao Wu's pretty face reddened at a visible speed, and then she started stamping her feet in anger.

Lin Tian was also thoroughly stunned by Lin Yuan's sudden remark.

Although he had come here for Xiao Wu.

Calling her sister-in-law now was far too early, wasn't it?

But then again, if it had been anyone else, Xiao Wu would have flown into a rage and thrown them out already.

Yet she had not done so now. It seemed he still had a lot of hope.

"You're not Brother Lin Tian's girlfriend?" A remorseful expression appeared on Lin Yuan's face.

"No. We only met today, and besides, how old is he..." Xiao Wu said irritably.

"Oh. Then, Brother Lin Tian, I'll be going. I'll bring your bedding and daily necessities over in a little while," Lin Yuan said.

"Mm, go on." Lin Tian watched Lin Yuan leave.

After he had gone only a short distance, Lin Yuan vaguely heard Xiao Wu and Lin Tian talking behind him.

"Lin Tian, who's that silly boy? How can he be so rude?"

Xiao Wu looked at Lin Yuan with considerable displeasure.

Lin Tian said gently, "Hehe, don't talk about him like that. He's the child of a good family from our village."

Lin Yuan heard their conversation, and a sharp glint flashed through his eyes.

Lin Yuan's dormitory was in the same building as Dorm Seven, not far away at all.

He went quickly and returned quickly. Before long, he had delivered the bedding and daily necessities.

It was worth mentioning that because of Lin Tian's arrival, Xiao Wu did not share a blanket with Tang San.

Naturally, she did not share one with Lin Tian either.

Instead, Lin Tian offered up his own bedding and chose to squeeze in with Tang San.

Tang San, who had yet to notice that someone was poaching his girl, did not object.

He only felt that something was off, yet could not put his finger on it.

After confirming that Lin Tian would not be moving in with him, Lin Yuan returned to his dormitory with peace of mind. He tightly locked the door, sealed the windows, and drew the curtains.

He cautiously took out the Heavenly Vial and the cloth-wrapped translucent object, examining them carefully.

He discovered that although this translucent object could conceal the Heavenly Vial, it could not conceal anything else.

Most importantly, this Heavenly Vial was actually made of plastic, and it even bore the official logo of "Record of a Mortal's Journey to Immortality."

"Is this thing really useful?"

Lin Yuan could not help but laugh bitterly.

With the mindset of treating a dead horse as if it were alive, he went to the window and buried the Plastic Palm-Heaven Bottle in an abandoned planter on the windowsill, then covered it with the fragment of a pirated magical artifact that could only conceal the Heavenly Vial.

He then placed the planter where moonlight could reach it without drawing attention, together with the other abandoned planters.

After finishing all this, Lin Yuan suppressed the urgency in his heart and sat cross-legged on the bed to cultivate.

But with the Heavenly Vial on his mind, he simply could not enter meditation.

Not until nightfall, when moonlight streamed through the window and spilled over the planter, did Lin Yuan lift the artifact fragment to look. Grain-sized white specks of light had gathered together, forming a thin white mass of light that enveloped the Heavenly Vial.

Only then did Lin Yuan finally feel at ease. He covered it again with the artifact fragment and pressed clumps of dirt around it to keep it from being blown away by the wind.

Afterward, Lin Yuan found a new string and threaded the Soul Tool ring onto it again. Then, filled with anticipation for the future and free of distractions, he sat cross-legged on the bed and began cultivating.

At Nording Academy, there were only two classes every morning: one cultural class and one on martial soul theory.

For the rest of the day:

During the day, Lin Yuan wrapped the Heavenly Vial in the artifact fragment and placed it inside the Soul Tool ring hanging beneath his clothes around his neck. Then, early each morning, he got up to run, do push-ups, squats, and sit-ups.

In the morning, he attended class normally. In order not to stand out too much, he mingled with the little groups in his class during breaks.

After lunch, he would use helping his family watch their shop in the afternoon as an excuse to decline his companions' invitations. He would secretly run to the academy library, borrow several books about soul beasts, then return to his dormitory and read them in secret for an hour.

He then spent the entire afternoon in his dormitory meditating and cultivating, increasing his Soul Power.

Before nightfall, after dinner, he would secretly bury the Heavenly Vial in the abandoned planter again.

He waited for the Heavenly Vial to condense Creation Heaven-Reaching Dew.

And so, the days passed one after another.

Perhaps because the rules of this world differed from those of the mortal realm in Record of a Mortal's Journey to Immortality.

Or perhaps Yan Beifei had already let the Heavenly Vial absorb moonlight during the previous days.

On the morning of the fourth day, a drop of Green Liquid finally condensed inside the Plastic Palm-Heaven Bottle.

With a nervous heart, Lin Yuan finished his morning classes. Without even eating lunch, he hurried back to his dormitory.

He sealed the doors and windows and drew the curtains.

Then he stretched out his right hand, summoned his Lone Bamboo Martial Soul, and dripped the Green Liquid onto it.

The result was that it had no effect whatsoever. After landing on the martial soul, the Green Liquid slid down along its branches and leaves.

Fortunately, Lin Yuan was quick-eyed and quick-handed. He aimed the bottle opening properly and caught it in time with the Heavenly Vial.

Otherwise, it would have been wasted.

Still unwilling to give up, Lin Yuan carefully put away the Heavenly Vial and ran outside to buy a large bathing barrel.

He quickly filled it with a large barrel of water and poured the Green Liquid into it.

Finally, he sat cross-legged inside the bathing barrel.

Something that delighted Lin Yuan beyond measure happened. The moment he entered a meditative state and activated the circulation of Soul Power within his body, he experienced an unprecedented feeling.

If his Soul Power had once moved like a snail crawling.

Then now, it moved at least like a turtle crawling.

The circulation speed of his Soul Power had increased severalfold.