Definite Pervert?

Just as Ye Chen was grinning foolishly, a flurry of footsteps rushed over.

Before Ye Chen could react, a piercing scream echoed out.

"Ah! You really are a pervert!" Li Xiaodie looked at Ye Chen's silly grin.

She immediately imagined an entire epic pervert soap opera in her head.

Ye Chen froze, hastily wiping the drool from the corner of his mouth.

He furrowed his brows and asked, "What are you doing here? How did you get in?"

"Hmph, you think I want to come? If my dad hadn't made me, I wouldn't have come at all!" Li Xiaodie spoke with a haughty air.

Ye Chen was left speechless. "That old guy Li sent a huge trouble my way..."

"Old Li? Huge trouble?!" Li Xiaodie burst into fury. "Pervert Ye, watch your mouth when you talk to me!"

"Fine, fine, Big-Chest Li, will you just shut up?" Ye Chen waved his hand helplessly.

Although he had told Zhang Daosheng before that his cultivation was dry and boring, he was starting to regret it now.

Having a piece of work like this show up was genuinely annoying.

"Big-chest?" Hearing this, Li Xiaodie's face flushed bright red as she crossed her arms over her chest, about to retort.

"Staying here is fine, but you'll handle the cleaning and cooking. You are not allowed on the second floor without my permission." Ye Chen closed his eyes and laid down these points.

Li Xiaodie was dumbfounded. She, a great beauty, had come over to cohabit with him, and he was actually making demands of her?

"Also, my laundry is your responsibility too. I'm too lazy to wash it."

Having dropped that final sentence, Ye Chen stood up, left, and returned to his room.

Leaving Li Xiaodie staring blankly in place.

Three days passed quickly. Ever since the Intermediate Sage Body, the system hadn't given out a single good thing.

Still, it was enough; Ye Chen wasn't a greedy person either.

Only, what on earth was the deal with Hinata Hyuga's socks and Sakura Haruno's headscarf?

Was he, Ye Chen, that kind of person?

Giving him Hinata's socks would've been one thing, but what did a headscarf even mean? Was he short on headscarves?!

Ye Chen felt the loosening of the boundary within his body. After a lapse of three days, he had finally stepped into the sixth realm.

It seemed that after the fifth realm, cultivation speed slowed down by quite a lot.

From awakening until now, it had only been a total of eight days...

Meanwhile, over these past three days, Li Xiaodie had finally come to understand the heartfelt intentions of Li Mo and Zhang Daosheng.

After all, Ye Chen's cultivation speed was simply too fast!

So fast it made one's worldview crumble a little.

Meanwhile, in the Lianhai Mountains, a group of people had been searching for two days and two nights.

"Boss, do you think the dragon the Blue-Robe Emissary talked about actually exists?"

A low-ranking grunt suddenly asked the leader walking ahead.

The man rolled his eyes. "You're asking me? Am I supposed to ask your old lady?"

"Huh? How would my mom know..."

The search leader looked at him with a bizarre expression. "You've definitely got something wrong in the head..."

The grunt's eyes widened. "Boss, how did you know? My brain's a bit slow, the doctor said I had encephalitis once. Boss, you're way too awesome!"

The crowd fell into a speechless silence.

The leader could no longer be bothered with him and said with a heavy expression, "If this dragon is found... ten to one we're going to die at the hands of this dragon..."

"But if the dragon isn't found and the higher-ups blame us, we won't have an easy time of it either... This is a wretched chore indeed!"

The others nearby chimed in one after another. To be honest, most of them didn't want to find it.

After all, everyone knew how terrifying mutated beasts were...

Let alone a dragon?!

"Boss, you're so smart, why didn't I think of that!"

"Shut up, you little idiot!"

"Got it, boss."

Back on Ye Chen's end, Li Xiaodie had prepared breakfast early, waiting for Ye Chen to come downstairs to eat.

Although she had been somewhat resistant at first,

Zhang Daosheng had promised twenty spiritual stones a day—she would use ten, and her old man would give her ten, earning twenty a day. Converted to currency, that was a net profit of 2,000,000 a day!

And just like that, she had trotted right over, all bright-eyed and bushy-tailed.

Truth be told, although Li Mo had a very good relationship with Zhang Daosheng, academy resources belonged to the academy after all.

She certainly couldn't misappropriate them, but Ye Chen and Zhang Daosheng could!

After all, Li Xiaodie's talent was mediocre; her mutated beast talent was the Flame Sparrow, barely B-grade, and she had only awakened to the fourth stage at age twenty-one.

Left with no choice, she could only come to Zanghai No. 1 High School to work as a teacher.

When Ye Chen found out Li Xiaodie was a teacher, he had worn an expression of utter astonishment.

He even mocked her for a while, saying that big breasts and no brains could still make a teacher.

"Ye boy, your old man is calling!"

"Ye boy, your old man is calling!"

"Ye boy, your old man is calling!"

Suddenly, Ye Chen's cell phone rang out.

Ye Chen took out his phone with a resigned look; the caller was none other than Zhang Daosheng.

He hadn't answered two calls from this fellow the day before, so the old man had made Li Xiaodie change this to an exclusive ringtone, and recorded it in his own voice to boot.

Hearing the ringtone, Li Xiaodie, standing off to the side, couldn't help but find it somewhat funny.

Ye Chen calmed his wrecked mood. "What is it, Comrade Old Zhang?"

"Tsk, your speed at answering the call today isn't bad. Worthy of praise."

"Whatever, is that all you called to say? I'm hanging up." Ye Chen rolled his eyes.

"Of course I'm calling you with good news. That jerk Blue-Tiger dug up a low-level mystic realm today, and only allows those under the seventh awakening realm to enter. I got you a slot," Zhang Daosheng said leisurely.

"A mystic realm?" Ye Chen's eyes lit up. Over the past few days, aside from cultivating, he had also read through a fair amount of materials.

So-called mystic realms were ruins left behind by some ancient existing civilizations.

They could be accessed through certain specific items; for instance, the item this time was a jade pendant.

Some ruins even still had humans living within them, except their languages were incomprehensible.

In low-level mystic realms like this, Mountain-Moving Realm powerhouses would not appear.

Relatively speaking, however, the breathing techniques, weapons, and other items inside mystic realms were somewhat lower-grade existences.

Currently, among the human race, most weapons possessed only formidable hardness without any ability to amplify spiritual Qi.

Weapons from mystic realms, on the other hand, could amplify spiritual Qi.

"Mm, low-level mystic realm, the danger level isn't high. I figured with your fifth-awakening-realm cultivation, you should be able to secure some good fortune and temper yourself in the process," Zhang Daosheng continued.

In his eyes, if Ye Chen's cultivation rose up while his actual strength didn't increase by even a fraction...

In the future, if Firmament Academy failed to protect him... he would at least have some self-preservation capability.

"Old Zhang... there's one thing you got wrong. I'm in the sixth realm now," Ye Chen said teasingly.

There was silence from Zhang Daosheng's end for a moment, before a faint sentence drifted over.

"Pervert..."

Before Ye Chen could even speak, Zhang Daosheng sped up his tone. "It's settled then. Tomorrow morning at nine, come to my office."

Then he promptly hung up the phone.

Ye Chen felt rather helpless. This old man...

Li Xiaodie, standing off to the side, was grinning from ear to ear. "Look at that, look at that! I told you you were a pervert, didn't I? And you wouldn't admit it! Now Uncle Zhang thinks you're a pervert too!"