An hour later, Ming Hao and the others rubbed their round, bulging bellies as they swaggered out of the dining hall like big crabs.
Everyone had their own plans, so they said their goodbyes and went their separate ways.
Having suddenly acquired so many resources, Fatty Zhang and his two companions felt uneasy.
They hurried back to their residences to put away their Storage Rings, then went to attend classes they normally had to save up for ten days or half a month to take just once.
They signed up for every class they wanted to take, leaving out none of the comprehension steles, trial Secret Realms, and other opportunities, looking every bit like the nouveau riche.
Lin Yong and Lin Hao also signed up for all sorts of classes, wishing they could split themselves into countless copies.
Lin Zihan, however, stayed by Ming Hao's side, saying she would be his guide and take him wherever he wanted to go.
Tall and strikingly beautiful, Lin Zihan drew plenty of disciples' attention along the way, and quite a few approached her directly to ask for her contact information.
She rejected them all mercilessly, one after another, until even doing that became a bother.
She simply took Ming Hao's little hand, earning him countless looks of envy, jealousy, and resentment along the way.
Ming Hao's mood was as bright as the warm spring sunshine. He paid no attention whatsoever to the expressions and looks of those around him.
He was lost in that soft touch, as though the whole world held only him and the beauty before him.
"Junior Brother Ming Hao, are you planning to attend a class or take a trial in the Trial Tower?"
Lin Zihan asked softly, her voice as lovely as an oriole singing as it emerged from a valley.
Ming Hao had originally planned to comprehend sword intent at the Sword Stele, but right now,
his hand was clasped tightly around the beauty's jade-like hand, soft as a tender shoot. The wonderful sensation made him reluctant to spoil this lovely moment.
"I've been in the sect for a while now, but I still haven't really looked around.
"Senior Sister, why don't you show me around so I can get familiar with the place?"
A mischievous smile curled at Ming Hao's lips as his gaze settled on Lin Zihan's face.
Seemingly oblivious to his mischievous smile, Lin Zihan answered with a smile of her own:
"Of course. Since you're in the mood, Junior Brother Ming Hao, I'll take you around."
And so the two strolled through the sect hand in hand, chatting and laughing.
Seen from afar, a tall, beautiful figure walked beside a somewhat short one, forming a peculiar contrast.
It drew sidelong glances from many passersby, who clicked their tongues in wonder!
"Junior Brother, this is the Sea of Flowers, a famous scenic spot in the sect and a popular date destination for young men and women."
Lin Zihan pointed to the endless sea of flowers before them, smiling.
Ming Hao watched as a spring breeze sent ripples across the flowers all the way to the horizon. Pink cherry blossoms, delicate apricot blossoms, and pale yellow winter jasmine
splashed across the hills like an overturned palette, even tinting the light in the air a honeyed hue.
The sight filled people with joy and brought smiles to their faces. Amid the flowers, countless female Outer Disciples carried baskets, carefully picking blossoms and placing them inside.
Many other disciples stood nearby supervising, forbidding anyone else from picking flowers at will.
Curious, Ming Hao asked,
"Senior Sister Zihan, are they picking these to sell?"
"You guessed right, Junior Brother Ming Hao. These seas of flowers generate enormous revenue for the Misty Sect every year.
"The flowers are regularly picked and shipped to cities under the Misty Sect's jurisdiction to be sold. They're cherished by high officials and nobles, and in many places, even a single blossom is hard to come by.
"Especially now, when all the flowers are blooming, the sect naturally steps up the harvesting."
Lin Zihan explained patiently.
Meanwhile, Ming Hao glanced left and right. Once he was certain no one was watching them, he swiftly picked two large red flowers. A gentle sniff revealed a refreshing fragrance that seeped into his heart and lungs.
"Senior Sister, lower your head a little. I have something for you."
Ming Hao deliberately sounded mysterious.
"Oh?"
Lin Zihan obligingly bent down and lowered her head.
Ming Hao brought the large red flowers out from behind his back and tucked one into her hair on either side, taking a deep breath while he was at it.
So fragrant. Far too fragrant!
"All done, Senior Sister. Have a look. Do you like it?"
Ming Hao casually took out a mirror.
Lin Zihan examined her reflection. Seeing a large red flower tucked into either side of her hair, she couldn't help laughing. They sat crookedly and looked rather absurd, but she said,
"They're beautiful. I love them. Thank you, Junior Brother."
With that, she lowered her head and kissed Ming Hao on the cheek.
Ming Hao's face instantly flushed red. He usually only talked a big game. Apart from Qing Yun, Qing Ying, and the others, he really hadn't been kissed by anyone else or kissed anyone himself.
In an inconspicuous corner nearby, Luo Bai, dressed in an Outer Disciple's robes, had witnessed everything.
He was grinding his teeth, his eyes practically spitting fire.
Such an exquisite beauty! Those thighs look as though they could snap someone in half, that slender waist could fit within a hand's grasp, and those twin peaks rise high on her chest.
How could she let some green boy take such liberties with her? He must have something on her, forcing her to swallow humiliation and endure this burden.
I, Luo Bai, will rescue her! Only I deserve such a beauty! Luo Bai screamed inwardly.
Then he stepped forward and shouted,
"You there, brat! Who gave you permission to damage the Sea of Flowers? What punishment do you deserve?"
"Disciple, don't act rashly. That boy doesn't appear to be an ordinary disciple..."
A faint voice of warning came from the Ring on Luo Bai's finger, but he ignored it in his blind frenzy.
Ming Hao paid him no attention at all, since he had no idea those words were directed at him. He was still teasing Lin Zihan, bringing a smile to her lips.
Before long, Luo Bai rushed up to him. Seeing that Ming Hao had completely ignored him only fueled his fury, and he reached out to grab him.
Lin Zihan's expression turned icy. With one kick, she sent him flying several meters.
Luo Bai lay on the ground in disbelief, but he soon conjured up another picture of Lin Zihan being oppressed. He hurriedly got up and said,
"Miss, is this villain coercing you? Don't worry. I, Luo Bai, will help you escape this sea of suffering."
"You villain, did you just steal two Spirit Flowers? Sect rules demand punishment for that. I saw you pick them with my own eyes."
Ming Hao finally noticed this muddleheaded disciple. His words sounded righteous and imposing,
yet his sleazy eyes kept roaming up and down Lin Zihan's body.
Ming Hao frowned and said,
"What if I did? What if I didn't?"
Delighted, Luo Bai strode forward and said,
"So you've finally admitted it, brat! Come with me to the Enforcement Hall at once to stand trial."
He knew a woman in the Enforcement Hall who treated him like a younger brother. Once they got there, dealing with Ming Hao would be no trouble. The thought made him break into a sinister cackle.
Watching Luo Bai approach and reach out to grab him, Ming Hao's expression chilled. He lashed out with a kick, instantly sending him flying more than ten meters.
Yet Luo Bai suffered only a minor injury and seemed otherwise unharmed. Ming Hao's gaze sharpened.
This man isn't ordinary. He's only at the seventh level of the nascent soul realm, yet he took a kick at sixty percent of my strength as though nothing had happened.
The commotion had already drawn plenty of attention. A female steward swiftly flew over from a distance and hurried to help Luo Bai up, examining him carefully as she asked,
"Little Brother Luo Bai, are you all right? Who bullied you? I'll stand up for you!"
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