Everyday Life at the Academy

After she had fully mastered them, Yan Zu taught her the methods of the Nine Yin Manual and the Six Meridian Divine Sword.

Inside the quiet room, Yan Zu patiently explained, and Ye Lingling listened attentively. When she tried to circulate her Soul Power according to the cultivation method, she immediately felt its profoundness, and her control over her Soul Power, her physical coordination, and even her mental perception all improved significantly.

The Six Meridian Divine Sword technique, which highly condenses Soul Power and injures enemies with invisible sword energy, opened a new door for her, showing her the possibility that Healing System Soul Master could also possess considerable combat power.

During the learning process, the two inevitably had close contact. Sometimes Yan Zu needed to use his fingers to lightly tap and guide her acupoints and routes for the flow of her Soul Power.

His fingertips, through his clothes, conveyed a warm touch and pure Soul Power fluctuations; his tone remained calm and focused, undisturbed.

But Ye Lingling couldn't remain as calm as him. Looking at his focused profile so close to hers, smelling his faint, fresh scent, and feeling the warmth from his fingertips, Ye Lingling's heart would involuntarily quicken, and her cheeks would flush slightly.

She knew that Yan Zu and Xiao Wu were childhood sweethearts with deep feelings for each other, and that Yan Zu was also close to Ning Rongrong. She could even vaguely sense Zhu Zhuqing's hidden feelings. It seemed that she had arrived too late.

She never thought of competing for anything; she only wanted to bury this quietly growing affection deep in her heart. Being able to stand by his side as a partner and receive his guidance and care was already an immense blessing.

But that feeling, which gradually changed due to gratitude, admiration, and dependence, was like a vine, quietly and unknowingly Entanglement life.

It's long-lasting and difficult to contain.

She could only channel her excitement into motivation to work even harder, hoping that one day she could become a more useful asset to him, rather than a burden.

College life gradually returned to a peaceful and fulfilling routine. Ye Lingling's breakthrough and return added even more vitality and warmth.

The sun was shining brightly that afternoon. Yan Zu spread out papers on the stone table in the courtyard, preparing to organize his recent cultivation insights.

Xiao Wu, like a lazy cat, moved a small stool and sat next to him, resting her head unceremoniously on his lap while reading a storybook. Her long pink hair was spread out, and she would occasionally giggle when she saw something interesting. Her body fidgeted, disturbing Yan Zu's ability to concentrate on his writing.

"Sister Xiao Wu, calm down." Yan Zu put down his pen helplessly and gently patted her head.

"Oh, it's so comfortable lying here." Xiao Wu raised her little face, grinning, and instead of getting up, she rubbed against herself, finding an even more comfortable position.

At this moment, Ning Rongrong came out of the house carrying a plate of freshly washed, juicy fruit. Upon seeing this scene, her large, Glazed Tile eyes widened instantly.

"You Xiao Wu! You're monopolizing A-Zu again!" She rushed over in a few strides, slammed the fruit plate on the stone table, and put her hands on her hips. "Get up! I want to sit here too!"

"No way! I was here first!" Xiao Wu hugged Yan Zu's leg tightly and made a face at Ning Rongrong.

"My Little Brother A-Zu is mine!"

"Nonsense! He clearly promised to tell me a new story!"

The two girls immediately started arguing like they did when they were little, pulling at each other, and it looked like they were about to start a physical fight.

Caught in the middle, Yan Zu was both amused and exasperated. Just as he was about to offer some advice, Zhu Zhuqing silently walked over and gently placed a freshly brewed cup of tea at the perfect temperature beside him. Then, she quietly sat down on a stone bench not far away, picked up a cultivation book, and began to read, seemingly indifferent to the "war" unfolding here.

However, her slightly perked-up ears and the occasional cold glances revealed that she wasn't entirely indifferent.

Ye Lingling, on the other hand, was getting to know her Spirit Banyan Soul Spirit by the flowerbed a little further away. The pale golden miniature Spirit Banyan phantom danced at her fingertips, emitting a gentle life force that nourished the surrounding flowers and plants.

She looked at the group laughing and joking, especially Yan Zu, who was being "fighted over" by Xiao Wu and Ning Rongrong. A gentle smile unconsciously appeared on her lips, but a faint trace of envy and sadness flashed quickly in the depths of her eyes.

She quickly regained her composure and continued communicating with the Soul Spirit, but the illusory image of the Spirit Banyan at her fingertips seemed to Entanglement even more tightly.

Yan Zu finally managed to calm Xiao Wu and Ning Rongrong down from their near-fight, making them sit on either side of him and setting a rule that they shouldn't make a scene. Then he picked up the fruit Ning Rongrong had brought, first handing one to Xiao Wu, and then another to Ning Rongrong.

Here, eat some fruit, and be quiet.

Xiao Wu proudly gestured with her chin towards Ning Rongrong, Ning Rongrong snorted, took the fruit, took a big bite, and muttered, "Favoritism!"

Yan Zu chuckled, picked up another fruit, and walked towards Zhu Zhuqing was quietly reading. "Zhu Zhuqing, would you like to try some?"

Zhu Zhuqing looked up, met his gaze, paused slightly, and then nodded gently. "Thank you."

Yan Zu picked up another fruit and walked towards Ye Lingling by the flowerbed. "Sister Lingling, take a rest and try the fruit Rongrong brought."

Ye Lingling was flattered and quickly accepted the fruit, saying, "Thank you." Her fingertips accidentally touched Yan Zu's hand, and she flinched slightly as if burned, her cheeks flushing slightly. She lowered her head and ate the fruit in small bites, finding it exceptionally sweet.

Seeing Yan Zu's "equal distribution of favors," Xiao Wu and Ning Rongrong exchanged a glance, simultaneously pursed their lips, but said nothing more.

For a moment, only the faint sounds of chewing and turning pages filled the courtyard. Sunlight filtered through the leaves, casting dappled shadows, creating a tranquil and beautiful atmosphere.

Several girls with distinct personalities surround Yan Zu in their own way, creating a vivid and harmonious scene.

After a few peaceful days, Xiao Wu finally couldn't hold back and brought up the old topic again.

That evening, after dinner, everyone gathered in the living room to chat.

Xiao Wu sidled up to Yan Zu, who was resting with his eyes closed, and tugged at his sleeve, shaking it. "Little Brother A-Zu ~ what about the ' Battle Through the Heavens ' you promised me? It's been so long! The story only got to the point where Xiao Yan went to the Misty Cloud Sect, what happened next? Did he win the three-year agreement? Did Nalan Yanran regret it? What happened to Yao Lao?!"

Upon hearing this, Ning Rongrong immediately perked up. "Yes, yes! And what happened to Queen Medusa? Did Xiao Yan really start a harem?" When she mentioned the word "harem," she deliberately glanced at Yan Zu with a mischievous look.

Even Zhu Zhuqing put down her teacup, feeling a sense of longing.

Ye Lingling stood aside, watching Yan Zu surrounded by Xiao Wu and Ning Rongrong, and the corners of her mouth unconsciously turned up.

This scene filled her with immense warmth. And her gaze would often find itself drawn to Yan Zu.

She began to notice the focused profile of Yan Zu when he explained the techniques, the slight furrowing of his brows when he pondered a problem, and the gleam in his eyes when he laughed and talked with his companions—every detail was deeply imprinted in her heart.

She knew this was wrong. Xiao Wu and Ning Rongrong's feelings for Yan Zu were obvious to everyone. Even the aloof Zhu Zhuqing would occasionally glance at Yan Zu with a barely perceptible soft light in her eyes.

I'm just a latecomer, what right do I have to...?

However, feelings are something that can never be controlled by people.

Yan Zu opened his eyes, looked at the four pairs of bright, beautiful eyes, and smiled helplessly. Since leaving Shrek Academy, all sorts of things had happened...

Indeed, he put the writing of the book on hold.

"Okay, okay, I'll write it, I'll write it." He raised his hands in surrender. "I've had some insights lately, so I'll write down the rest of the story."

He wrote without hesitation. Yan Zu returned to his study, spread out the finest Xuan paper, and ground ink to moisten his brush.

Xiao Wu diligently fanned the paper from the side, Ning Rongrong helped organize it, while Zhu Zhuqing and Ye Lingling sat quietly to the side, ready to be the first readers.

Yan Zu calmed his mind and focused his Exquisite Literary Heart talent naturally came into play. He did not directly copy the memories, but combined them with the background of this world and made minor adjustments to some details of "Battle Through the Heavens" to make it more in line with the understanding of Soul Master in the Douluo Continent. However, the core exciting plots and cultivation system such as "Never underestimate a young man's potential", "Perseverance", and "Refining the Body with Heavenly Flames" were still retained.

His brush moved swiftly, and neat lines of characters appeared on the paper. Unlike the writing habits of this world, Yan Zu used the semi-cursive script of his previous life, the characters elegant yet powerful.

Before the gates of the Misty Cloud Sect, a young man in a black robe, carrying a giant ruler on his back, stood tall. Three years of humiliation would be avenged today!

Xiao Wu clenched her fists, as if she were Xiao Yan, about to avenge her previous defeat. Ning Rongrong, on the other hand, focused on the emotional entanglement between Xiao Yan and Nalan Yanran, sometimes sighing, sometimes frowning.

Zhu Zhuqing was more interested in the descriptions of the battles; the exquisite Dou Technique and tactics dazzled her.

Ye Lingling sat quietly to the side, but her gaze lingered more on Yan Zu. She watched Yan Zu's profile as he focused on writing, watching him pause to think and then write furiously, and a warm feeling welled up in her heart.

At that moment, she suddenly understood why Xiao Wu and Ning Rongrong were so fond of Yan Zu —this young man possessed a warmth and radiance that made people irresistibly want to get closer.

"Alright, I'll stop here for today." Yan Zu put down his pen and rubbed his slightly sore wrist. "The story goes on for a long time. Xiao Yan still has to go to the Jia Nan Academy, subdue the Heavenly Flames, and build his own power—it'll take a long time to write about."

"No, please write more!" Xiao Wu pleaded, "Did Xiao Yan win or not?"

Yan Zu smiled helplessly, "We won, but we also exposed Yao Lao's existence and attracted the attention of the Hall of Souls. This is a major turning point; I need to think things through carefully."

Ning Rongrong's eyes lit up. "A-Zu, when you're writing, could you add a character like me? Clever and quick-witted..."

She comes from a prominent family and is also the protagonist's confidante!

Xiao Wu immediately objected. "I want one too! I want a character as cute and powerful as Sister Xiao Wu!"

Zhu Zhuqing rarely spoke up, "The battle descriptions could be more detailed, such as movement techniques and timing—"

Yan Zu was exasperated by their nagging and said with a wry smile, "Alright, alright, add them all. But you'll have to give me some time; the story is more interesting when written slowly."

Amidst the laughter and chatter, Oscar's voice came from outside the window. "Dinner's ready! We've prepared a special seafood feast today, come and have a taste!"

The crowd cheered and surged out of the study. Yan Zu walked last, carefully tidying up the completed manuscript, then touched the sachet in his bosom and whispered, "Aunt Ah Yin, what do you think of this story?"

The sachet trembled slightly, Ah Yin's thoughts conveyed. "A-Zu's story is very good."

Yan Zu smiled, then turned and left.