Before long, the girl in green silk brought Bu Wuchen to an elegant private suite in the beast arena diagonally opposite the academy.
The room was spacious and grand, its furnishings exquisitely chosen, every detail displaying an uncommon air of luxury.
With a light push of her delicate foot, the girl in green silk sprang up, her graceful figure as light as an oriole or swallow;
then she reclined with effortless grace on the couch covered in velvet.
Like an exceedingly noble Persian cat, she sank lazily into the soft velvet, finding the most comfortable position to lie on her side.
This made her already shapely figure look even more alluring!
Bu Wuchen unconsciously swallowed.
His little reaction clearly did not escape the green-robed girl's notice.
Her lips curved into a bewitching smile. "Hey, isn't it boring just standing there watching?"
As she spoke, she deliberately stroked the fragrant couch beneath her pillow with her fair, jade-like hand and asked softly, "Want to come lie beside me?"
Those words, that pose-they were far too seductive!
Bu Wuchen felt his mouth grow even drier.
He thought to himself, No way, no way, right?
Sure, the system reward I got this time was a little... unusual.
But surely it couldn't be so powerful that this girl in green silk would offer to share her bed with me?
As it turned out, while that fairy-like beauty had been dragging Bu Wuchen along at a sprint, he had found a moment to check the reward the Choice System had previously listed as "unknown"-
[Spirit of First Impressions]: A permanent special skill that remains active at all times, with no consumption. [Skill description]: From their very first glimpse of you, all members of the opposite sex receive an additional increase in their favorability toward you.
At the time, Bu Wuchen had pondered to himself: no wonder the vice dean, who was always languid and proud and never showed anyone favor, had intervened to save his life.
Apparently, it had all been the effect of this "Spirit of First Impressions."
But could the Spirit of First Impressions really have such an intense effect on favorability?
Just as Bu Wuchen's thoughts raced-
"Ding-dong! God-Level Choice System successfully triggered. Host, please choose from the following options." "Option one: Accept her invitation and share her couch and pillow." "Reward for this option: Receive a 'lineage-ending kick,' guaranteed to leave you with no interest in any beauty ever again."
"Option two: Refuse this sensual invitation." "Reward for this option: One Initial-Grade Cultivation Art Soul-Devouring Token and one beginner-grade Mystic Skill Soul-Devouring Token." [Cultivation Art Soul-Devouring Token]: When stamped onto the sole existing copy of a cultivation art, it can devour the cultivation art's "book" soul and turn it into cultivation experience, raising the host's Mystic Qi realm.
[Mystic Skill Soul-Devouring Token]: When stamped onto the sole existing copy of a mystic skill, it can devour the cultivation art's "book" soul and turn it into skill experience points, raising the realm of a "mystic skill" or "special profession skill" the host has already mastered.
Hearing the words "lineage-ending kick" in the first option, Bu Wuchen almost felt a chill in his crotch.
He certainly wasn't prepared to practice the Sunflower Manual!
So, after hurriedly selecting the second option in his mind, he rubbed the tip of his nose in embarrassment. "Ahem, miss, please have some self-respect!"
"Ooh, you're blushing, you're blushing! Hehehe..."
The girl in green silk giggled. "I remember you being pretty cool when we first met at the beast arena, weren't you?"
"There was even a trace of disgust in the way you looked at me!"
"What? You've only been putting on that cold, aloof act for a few days, and you can't keep it up anymore?"
"Uh..."
Bu Wuchen was speechless.
He could only think to himself, The one who treated you coldly, even with hostility, wasn't me. It was the eldest young master of the Bu Lineage, born and raised in this world.
Back then, he'd just been harmed by the Commandery Princess of the Prince of Nanling;
his hatred spilled from the house to the crow on its roof, leaving him with some hidden resentment toward all women... especially beautiful ones.
Naturally, such secrets were not something he could tell others.
Bu Wuchen decisively changed the subject. "Didn't you have something to ask me? Hurry up. I'm busy."
The green-robed girl casually beckoned, drawing the cold tea from the red-draped table several paces away into her palm through the air.
Bu Wuchen's pupils contracted, and he was slightly startled. Retrieving objects through the air?
You'd have to at least reach the Qi Control Realm, where you can release Mystic Qi externally, to do that.
Tsk, when will I reach that realm?
Never mind fighting people-even occasionally pulling off some 'object retrieval through the air' to show off would feel pretty sweet~
As his thoughts wandered, the girl's lovely, silver-bell voice suddenly rang in his ears. "Tell me, why did you deliberately create the illusion that your cultivation had fallen?"
"What are you trying to accomplish by hiding your strength like this?"
"Huh?"
Bu Wuchen froze at first.
Then he understood. This green-robed girl looks about my age;
but in fact, she holds the position of 'honorary vice dean' at Blood Dragon City Academy.
It's reasonable for her to call me in for a talk if she's worried that I, a student, am harboring malicious intentions.
So he casually pulled over a chair and sat down. "Hiding my strength? Don't be ridiculous. Nothing of the sort."
"Hmph, still denying it?"
The girl in green silk snorted. "If I remember correctly, your Mystic Qi cultivation started dropping again and again over half a month ago."
"A few days ago, you even stayed home sick;"
"Your little maid was quite clever. When she delivered your leave request for you, she didn't forget to ask the academy to send two instructors well versed in medicine to examine you."
"Unfortunately, neither of them could work out what was wrong. They merely assumed you'd suddenly contracted some strange illness."
"Your mystic cultivation realm even slid all the way below the Savage Martial Realm Fifth Layer..."
At this, the girl paused and elegantly sipped her fragrant tea before continuing in her unhurried manner. "Yet when you fought that wager match against Lin Zhuxian just now, your cultivation was clearly at the Savage Martial Realm Peak."
"And the actual combat strength you displayed far exceeded the limits of the Savage Martial Realm!"
"If you say you aren't plotting something, do you think I'll believe you?"
"Uh..."
Bu Wuchen's face was covered in black lines.
He couldn't very well tell her that the person standing before her had actually long since changed souls and awakened a system, could he?
After a moment's thought, a sharp gleam suddenly flashed in the young man's eyes.
With a mischievous grin, he said, "Hehehe, um, don't tell me you're interested in me?"
"Why else would you pay such special attention to every last detail of my situation?"
At his words, the green-robed girl's expression froze.
Clearly, she had not expected him to dare say such a thing!
Whether out of a guilty conscience or for some other reason;
a faint blush actually rose over her slender, graceful swan neck.
Yet a soul-piercing cold gleam suddenly flared in her eyes!