Chapter 63: A Sneaky Bastard Added to the Academy! Proper Distance Between Genders?
Chapter 63: A Sneaky Bastard Added to the Academy! Proper Distance Between Genders?
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It took a full minute for the dust and debris caused by the Blue Silver Counter-Impact Strike to slowly settle.
Everyone cautiously looked toward the center of the explosion.
!!!
Everyone was dumbfounded.
Their mouths hung open wide enough to fit an egg, and their eyes were bulging as if they might pop out.
Where Zhao Wuji had just been standing, there was now a massive crater, at least a hundred meters in diameter and several meters deep!
The walls of the pit looked as if they had been gnawed by a giant beast, covered in hideous cracks, with clumps of dirt still "rustling" as they fell.
Within a fifty-meter radius of the crater, the ground had completely collapsed and cracked; not a single intact blade of grass could be found.
"My... God..."
Ning Rongrong’s voice trembled, her legs turning weak.
"If that had hit me..."
She didn’t dare finish the sentence, nor did she want to imagine it.
It wouldn’t be a matter of being black and blue; she’d be scattered in pieces everywhere.
Certain death!
Not even a speck would remain!
Zhu Zhuqing stared blankly at the crater, an expression of "fear" appearing on her icy face for the first time.
She only felt a chill running down her back.
Gulp!
Dai Mubai swallowed hard, his throat incredibly dry.
He turned to look at Lin Qingmo, his gaze complex to the extreme.
Is this kid really only twelve years old? Is he really just a Spirit Ancestor?
With this destructive power, people would believe it if you said he was a Spirit King or even a Spirit Emperor!
Xiao Wu didn’t think that much.
She jumped up with a "Wow," her eyes sparkling as she looked at Lin Qingmo.
"A-Qing! You’re so amazing!!!"
Her voice was sweet and excited, like a child who had discovered a Treasure Trove.
Meanwhile, Tang San, watching from the sidelines—
"Pfft!"
He spat out another mouthful of blood.
This time, it was a genuine internal injury.
Not from the shockwave, but from pure anger.
Jealousy, resentment, and disbelief... all sorts of emotions gnawed at his heart like poisonous snakes.
Why... why could a piece of trash like Lin Qingmo, with an Innate rank four, be strong to this extent?!
He refused to accept it!
Even in death, he wouldn’t accept it!
"Cough, cough... cough, cough, cough..."
A series of heavy coughs came from the bottom of the crater.
Everyone looked toward the sound, seeing a massive golden bear paw reach out from the pit and grab the edge.
Then, Zhao Wuji crawled out, looking completely disheveled.
He was truly covered in grime.
He was covered from head to toe in mud and grass clippings, and his golden fur had turned an earthy brown.
His clothes were tattered, hanging off him like a beggar’s rags.
"Cough, cough... Ptooie! Ptooie!"
Zhao Wuji spat out the dirt in his mouth, his face as dark as the bottom of a pot.
He looked up at Lin Qingmo nearby, a hint of shock actually present in his eyes.
"Good grief... kid, what on earth was that just now?"
His voice was even trembling.
He had lived for many years and fought countless battles, but he had never seen such a bizarre attack.
It wasn’t spirit power, nor was it brute force; it was a shockwave of pure destructive power that exploded the instant the Blue Silver Grass touched him.
This is way too underhanded, isn’t it?
"It was just a normal Blue Silver Grass attack, Teacher Zhao."
Lin Qingmo crossed his arms, smiling very innocently.
He blinked, his tone incredibly sincere.
"Didn’t you see? It was just a Vine Whip."
Zhao Wuji: "..."
He almost choked.
Vine Whip? You call that a Vine Whip?!
The power of that explosion was almost on par with a strike from a Spirit Emperor, and you’re telling me it’s a Vine Whip?!
If he hadn’t reacted quickly, he would have truly suffered this time.
"You..."
Zhao Wuji pointed at Lin Qingmo, his finger shaking.
Half from anger, half from fear.
Looking at Lin Qingmo’s smiling face now made a chill run down his spine.
This kid wasn’t just freakishly strong; he was as calculating as a honeycomb.
Too sneaky, truly too sneaky!
"Cough, cough!"
With a couple of dry coughs, Zhao Wuji forcibly suppressed his chaotic thoughts.
He was a teacher and a Spirit Saint, after all; he couldn’t lose face in front of the students.
"Ahem... the trial is over. You all passed. Welcome to Shrek Academy."
He intentionally raised his voice to announce the results of the trial.
He was terrified that Lin Qingmo might pull another stunt.
"Mubai, take them to arrange their dorms. Hurry up!"
After saying that, he turned and vanished with a "whoosh."
He moved so fast it was as if he were running for his life.
That retreating figure looked somewhat flustered no matter how one saw it.
Selection
Everyone looked at each other, momentarily unsure of what to say.
Finally, it was Dai Mubai who reacted first.
"Let’s go. I’ll take you to the dormitory area."
He sighed, his tone a bit complicated.
Today’s test had given him too much of a shock.
The only pity was that Tang San had been taken down too quickly, so he hadn’t found a chance to play a dirty trick on him during the fight... The dormitory area was at the innermost part of the academy, requiring them to cross a small forest. The path was difficult, filled with weeds and rubble.
Ning Rongrong complained as they walked.
"What kind of lousy academy is this? They don’t even fix the roads. Even the toilets in my Sect are paved with marble!"
Dai Mubai’s mouth twitched, but he didn’t respond.
He couldn’t afford to offend the little princess of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School.
Zhu Zhuqing remained very quiet, silently walking at the very back.
Xiao Wu, on the other hand, was skipping along, holding Lin Qingmo’s hand and talking incessantly.
"A-Qing, A-Qing, that move just now was so cool! That bald teacher’s face turned white with fear, hahaha!"
"Don’t let him hear that, or he might make life difficult for you."
Lin Qingmo smiled and ruffled her hair.
The two of them chatted as if no one else were there, completely failing to notice Tang San’s increasingly gloomy expression behind them... After walking for about ten minutes, they finally reached the dormitory area.
The scene before them... how should one put it? It was very rustic.
Rows of low wooden huts stood there, their roofs thatched with straw and their wall plaster peeling off.
Wildflowers grew around them, and the environment was quite serene, but it was just too simple, bearing no resemblance to the word "Academy."
"Boys live on the left, girls on the right."
Dai Mubai pointed to the wooden huts on either side.
"Four people per room. You can divide yourselves up."
"Beds, bedding, and everything else are inside. They’re a bit old, but still usable."
Ning Rongrong looked at the wooden huts, her brow furrowed deep enough to crush a fly.
"Four people to a room? Not even private rooms?"
In the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, she lived in a private villa with a garden and a hot spring. To make her live in this dilapidated hut and share it with others—was this some kind of joke?
Dai Mubai shrugged helplessly. "The academy’s conditions are like this. Just bear with it; you’ll only be here for a few years anyway."
He didn’t even sound convinced by his own words.
Just then—
Lin Qingmo suddenly spoke up.
"Are there any private dorms for mixed genders in the academy? I can pay to rent one, no matter the cost."
The air went silent for a second.
"What?!"
Tang San was the first to jump out, his voice shrill and piercing.
He glared at Lin Qingmo, his eyes nearly spitting fire.
"Proper Distance Between Genders is a basic matter of etiquette and shame! How can the academy have mixed-gender dorms? Absolutely not!"
He spoke with righteous indignation, acting as if he were doing it "for their own good."
But his gaze was clearly gloomy enough to go mad.
Lin Qingmo didn’t even bother to look at the righteously indignant Tang San. He simply reached out and took Xiao Wu’s hand.
Their fingers interlaced, holding tightly.
Holding hands so intimately in front of so many people made Xiao Wu’s face flush red instantly.
But she didn’t pull away; instead, she leaned closer to Lin Qingmo.
"We are lovers. It’s only natural for us to live together."
Lin Qingmo said indifferently with disdain.
"As for the Proper Distance Between Genders..."
He sneered and glanced at Tang San.
"Heh, what business is it of an outsider like you?"
"You—!"
Tang San choked, his face turning the color of pig liver.
He wanted to argue, but he realized he truly had no standing.
Lin Qingmo and Xiao Wu were lovers. What was Tang San?
He wasn’t even a friend; he seemed to be the one who was disliked.
"Tang San, he’s right. They’re a couple, so what the hell does it have to do with you? You’re just a busybody sticking your nose where it doesn’t belong."
Having long noticed Tang San’s special attention toward Xiao Wu, Dai Mubai didn’t miss this chance to mock him.
He had no good impression of Tang San to begin with and even wanted to kill him; now he felt this person had a problem with his head.
However, when he turned to look at Lin Qingmo, Dai Mubai still said with some difficulty, "Sorry, the academy really doesn’t have a precedent for mixed-gender housing. I can’t make that decision; you’ll have to ask the Dean."
As soon as he finished speaking—
"Oh? Someone wants special treatment at Shrek Academy?"
A slightly raspy voice came from the forest.
Everyone looked toward the sound.
The newcomer was a middle-aged man in tattered robes with a scruffy beard, walking slowly through the forest.
He wore a pair of broken glasses with lenses as thick as bottle bottoms, swaying as he walked like a destitute drifter.
But when he raised his head and his gaze swept over them, everyone felt their hearts tighten.
Those eyes were too sharp, like knives, capable of seeing through a person from the inside out!
He was the Dean of Shrek Academy, Flender.
His gaze lingered on Lin Qingmo for several seconds, and the corners of his mouth curled slightly into a meaningful smile.
Li Yusong and Zhao Wuji had already told him everything about the testing situation.
Three thousand-year spirit rings, a freakishly powerful combination of Spirit Abilities, and physical fitness surpassing a Spirit King.
And that bizarre attack that almost injured Old Zhao... How was this a Genius?
This was clearly a monster among monsters, a freak among freaks—a precious treasure rarely seen in ten thousand years!
Flender’s mental calculator was clicking away rapidly.
He absolutely could not let such a student get away!
Never mind a private dorm; he’d be willing even if he had to move out and give up his own house!
"Ahem."
Flender cleared his throat, a kindly smile appearing on his face.
"I heard everything just now. You want a private dorm, right? No problem!"
He looked at Lin Qingmo, his tone exceptionally gentle.
"The academy just happens to have a vacant wooden hut with full facilities. You two can stay there!"
He waved his hand grandly, being very generous.
"No need to pay! This is a benefit the academy gives to mon... I mean, to outstanding students!"
Xiao Wu’s eyes lit up instantly.
"Really? Thank you, Dean!"
She was so happy she almost jumped.
Lin Qingmo also nodded, satisfied with Flender’s tactfulness.
"Then many thanks, Dean."
"Dean, how can this be allowed?"
Tang San suddenly became anxious.
He stepped forward, wanting to say more.
"Dean! This is against the rules! Mixed housing will..."
"Will what?"
Flender, interrupting him, turned his head, his gaze instantly turning cold.
"Student Tang San, I have my own arrangements for the academy’s affairs. You just worry about yourself."
His tone was flat, but it carried an unquestionable authority.
"You’d better not think about provoking me, or I won’t be polite to you."
A blatant threat.
"You—!"
Tang San was once again choked for words, his face flushing red as he could only retreat unwillingly.
Only then did Flender smile again.
He patted Lin Qingmo on the shoulder and said in a low voice.
"Lin Qingmo, Cultivate well. If you need anything, just ask; the academy won’t treat you poorly."
After saying that, he waved his hand and turned to leave.
That retreating figure looked quite smug, as if he were shouting "I hit the jackpot."
(End of Chapter)
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