Punk Lü Yuan's Daily Life Before School Started

Day broke. Open eyes, close eyes, laze around for ten minutes, get up-

That was how a typical day began for Punk Lü Yuan before school started. Although, because the other side was busy now, the Spirit Root stayed with him twenty-four hours a day.

But during this time before school started, he had already slowed down his cultivation progress-

Because he had found time to look up information on the previous senior.

Although so much time had passed that it was hard to find records from those days online, hard work paid off for those with money.

Lü Yuan had found a few resource-sharing groups on Immortal Chat, and after sending out several red packets, someone had helped him find the old records.

The megacorporation Immortal Network Tieba had a shared subnetwork across the forty-two Lower Cities local to the megacorporation Ten Directions Bright.

And in Mingyang Tabloid Tieba, where only lurking dead people had long since remained, someone had once compiled all the posts about that senior.

After comparing his cultivation speed with that of the senior named Fu Lu, Lü Yuan discovered that she, too, had only reached the Embryonic Breathing First Layer shortly after school started.

If he kept cultivating like this, it was not impossible that he would be close to the second layer before school started, so he had stopped cultivating for the time being.

To avoid standing out too much.

One had to say, it truly was worthy of being Ancient Cultivator Lü Yuan's Spirit Root-

Even in his own circumstances, his cultivation speed was almost three times that senior's.

Having a two-world cheat really feels great... Lü Yuan had taken pleasure in that thought more than once.

However, although he had temporarily slowed his cultivation, he had not been slacking off these past few days.

He had tried practicing both fourth-grade talisman arts and fourth-grade artifact refinement.

But he found that he had absolutely no talent for the latter.

The former was another story. After practicing for some time, he could now reliably draw one or two ordinary first-grade talismans a day.

A cause for celebration.

Besides that, he had also started practicing the sixth-grade Technique Method, the Dipper Handle Turning the Cardinal Points and Ordering the Heavenly Laws Sword Instruction.

But progress was slow, which was a pity for the special-grade Embryonic Breathing flying sword he had provided materials for Ancient Cultivator Lü Yuan to upgrade and refine.

While it was still early morning, he walked down from Building Twelve and, as usual, strolled to the activity plaza set aside on the street for students after school.

Under the morning light, Lü Yuan drew his sword and practiced the Sword Instruction as he always did.

Of course, it was purely a psychological comfort. Whether he could succeed depended entirely on talent-

But he had heard there was technology that could help improve sword cultivation. If all else failed, he could just throw money at it until he achieved great mastery.

Even if he couldn't buy his way to Sword Intent, could he not do it for Sword-Ray, Sword Qi, and Sword Essence?

His longsword left its sheath and danced in every direction, all flashy moves, but unfortunately without any special effects.

Because Lü Yuan got up four hours later than the primary school students, there was no one around to disturb him at this hour.

It was much better than whiling away his time scrolling through short videos. At least he wasn't bothered by those friend requests and harassing calls at times like this.

Lü Yuan's choice on that front was clear: aside from loans, he ignored everything.

He had been chosen by the person atop the Bright Yang Tower, so presumably he or she would have arrangements for him when the time came.

So there was no need for him to waste time rambling with those people over a little profit.

"Look, it's been days, and I still can't see what's so wonderful about this sword art you're practicing-"

"First, it has no distinctive features; second, it has no intent. It should be less than second-grade at best..."

"With your talent, surely someone would be willing to invest in you in this regard. Is there any need to waste your talent like this?"

Lin Qi's voice came suddenly, puzzled and uncomprehending.

Lü Yuan was not surprised by her appearance. Rather, because Lin Qi had taken the initiative to visit every day these past few days,

they had grown accustomed to each other's routines and presence.

He turned around to find that a little face looking much healthier had already come up beside him.

The hair she had cut before had grown back quite a bit and now fell past her shoulders.

As for her clothes...

To save money on clothes, she had simply put on the ugly blue-and-white uniform of Mingyang City No. 1 Technical Primary School.

Still, Lü Yuan had to admit that he had misjudged her before.

Lin Qi did have some looks, even though she was still young and wearing that hideously ugly uniform.

"Rather than wasting my talent..."

"It's more that your level is too low, and you can't understand the sword art I'm practicing-"

Lü Yuan sheathed his sword and spoke without a care. He was telling the truth, and Lin Qi naturally didn't believe him, sighing.

In my last life, I was a bona fide university graduate with a Purple Mansion and two Divine Abilities, and you're saying my level is too low?

"Want to beg me?"

She yawned, sat down naturally on a nearby chair, and stretched lazily before looking up at Lü Yuan:

"If you satisfy me, I can consider giving you a better sword art, so that this supreme-grade Embryonic Breathing flying sword won't have to gather dust in your hands."

Lü Yuan rolled his eyes at her. "How about this? Kneel down and call me Dad, and I'll lend you the flying sword to play with for a couple of days."

"Really?" Lin Qi's eyes lit up, and she was about to call him Dad on the spot.

But Lü Yuan pressed down on her head in time. "Of course not. And can't you have a little backbone like Wang Yan-"

"Backbone can't be spent like Spirit Stone Vouchers..." Lin Qi looked wistfully at the fabulously wealthy Lü Yuan.

"Stop looking. I'm not lending you money-"

Seeing the look in her eyes, Lü Yuan merely sneered. "But if you need to buy a pair of knee pads, I could consider lending you some."

Lin Qi froze for a moment, not understanding the joke.

"Why?" She tilted her head.

Lü Yuan shot her a sideways glance. "Because the way you were looking at me just now was like you wanted to blow my flute—so I'm asking whether you need to buy knee pads."

"Can you stop copying the way I talk?" Lin Qi clutched her head, regretting it too late.

As for Lü Yuan's way of speaking, which had likewise become shocking, she had neither the strength to ridicule it nor anything she could say about it.

Because to some extent, it really did have quite a bit to do with her.

"Then can you stop staring at my Spirit Stone Vouchers all day?"

Lü Yuan asked in return, "It's like our friendship is built on Spirit Stone Vouchers and each other's secrets."

"But I'm poor!" Lin Qi sprawled there, giving up, and complained bluntly.

"I'm so poor I can't even afford clothes. Can't you help me out for the sake of our friendship?"

"And how come you can lend money to Wang Yan?"

"Did he sell himself to you?"

Lü Yuan did not answer her. He just gave her another sneer, then turned and went home to make breakfast.

He might not even eat it; he was just making it for fun.

An expression appeared on Lin Qi's face that seemed to say, "You really beat me. Even after I've gone this far, you still won't part with a single hair."

Then she quietly followed him home.

Don't misunderstand. She wasn't going to Lü Yuan's home for anything else.

It was just for the Spirit Stone Vouchers.