Chang Ping ignored Shen Xiu, closed the door, and strode away. "You rascal!" Shen Xiu snorted, tidying herself up and getting ready to get up.
The academy wasn't like home; there were no maids or servants to wait on her, and she had to do everything herself, from washing up to other
chores. Chang Ping had made her so dirty, she'd been wanting a good bath for a while. Now that Chang Ping was gone, no one would bother her, so she could finally cleanse herself and feel nice and clean.
While taking the bathtub from her spatial ring, she unexpectedly spotted her intermediate-level soul crystal.
This thing had always been kept in her dressing case in her bedroom, so Chang Ping hadn't taken it.
Now that she'd moved to the academy, she'd naturally brought the dressing case along.
"There's still time." On a whim, Shen Xiu tested her current soul power.
She hadn't tested it for a long time since Chang Ping had broken her spell.
After counting the bright spots in the crystal, Shen Xiu let out a soft exclamation.
"How did my soul power increase by thirteen points?" Shen Xiu carefully recalled that she had been harassed by Chang Ping for the past few days and hadn't been able to cultivate her soul power much. Her
virginity had been taken by Chang Ping, preventing her from cultivating the Bloodthirsty Demon Art; her 200,000 taels of savings had also been stolen, leaving her without money to buy pills to enhance her cultivation.
How could her soul power have increased so much? This increase was even greater than taking ten Spirit Nourishing Pills.
In Radiant City, there were two types of pills that could increase soul power. One was the Soul Gathering Pill, used to condense soul energy vortexes, which could help apprentice demon spirit masters break through to Bronze One-Star, each worth several thousand demon spirit coins.
Considering that an average family in Radiant City only spent a little over two thousand demon spirit coins a year, this pill was incredibly precious.
The other pill was called the Spirit Nourishing Pill, which was even more potent and expensive than the Soul Gathering Pill, costing tens of thousands of demon spirit coins per pill. Only the direct descendants of wealthy and powerful families could afford such expensive pills.
Although Shen Xiu didn't have a high social standing, she had been fortunate enough to consume a few crystals, each time only increasing her soul power by one or two points.
"What's going on?" Shen Xiu held the shimmering crystal, utterly perplexed.
These past few days, aside from being bullied by Chang Ping, she hadn't done anything particularly unusual.
Could her increased soul power be due to being bullied?
Shen Xiu shook her head.
"Impossible! Absolutely impossible! This is too outrageous! How could I have such a shameless thought?"
Shen Xiu put away the crystal, no longer thinking about soul power.
After setting up the bathtub, she carried the wooden bucket out of the room.
Seeing Shen Xiu emerge from the male instructor's dormitory, the chubby dormitory supervisor, who was sweeping the corridor, froze.
"What are you looking at? Look again and I'll gouge your eyes out!" Shen Xiu glared fiercely at the supervisor, her attitude extremely hostile.
The chubby supervisor smiled sheepishly and turned away.
He dared not provoke this aunt from the sacred family.
After Shen Xiu turned the corner and left with her bucket, the chubby dormitory supervisor, shuffling his heavy frame, followed the footprints in the corridor to the room Shen Xiu had left in.
"Hmm? This is…" The chubby supervisor rubbed his eyes. "Am I seeing things? Why did she come out of Chang Ping's dormitory?"
Perhaps she was tutoring Chang Ping and it was too late, so she just slept here. The
chubby supervisor quickly came up with a plausible explanation.
He firmly believed that a proud aristocratic woman like Shen Xiu would never look at a poor boy like Chang Ping, and would never tolerate a life of poverty where they ate coarse food every day. Having lived most of his life, he knew very well what aristocrats were like.
"Not enough, Chang Ping actually got Shen Xiu to tutor him, that's quite a lot of face!" The chubby supervisor stroked his swollen chin, narrowed his eyes, and clicked his tongue in amazement.
Suddenly, his big fat ears twitched; he heard a series of crisp footsteps.
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Shen Xiu is back!
He hurriedly picked up the broom, turned his back, and continued sweeping.
"Get lost, you fatso! If I see you loitering at my door when I come out, I'll cut off your disgusting fat and feed it to the dogs!"
Upon hearing this, the fat dormitory supervisor, as if his pants were on fire, grabbed the broom and ran away in a flash, his speed ridiculously fast.
After chasing away the hooligan who tried to spy on him, Shen Xiu snorted coldly, picked up a bucket of hot water, and went into his room.
At the same time, on the street outside the academy gate, Chang Ping had already sold all the horned sheep spoils he had obtained yesterday afternoon.
Due to the large quantity, the merchant lowered the price, and he only received 15,000 demon spirit coins.
Chang Ping didn't want to run around to each shop, so he readily agreed.
After emptying his large spatial ring, Chang Ping put the demon spirit coins into his small spatial ring, preparing to grab some breakfast on the street.
After a night of digestion and absorption, there was probably not even a trace of horned sheep meat left in his stomach.
Rubbing his empty stomach, Chang Ping started strolling around the street.
The streets were bustling with people, and although it was only early morning (5 to 7 a.m.), most shops were already open.
"One bowl of plain noodles, extra plain noodles, extra noodles!" Chang Ping found a breakfast stall and sat down.
The vendor, amused by Chang Ping's antics, smiled and said, "Sorry, sir, we only have noodles, no plain noodles. How about I add some scallions?" Scallions were cheap.
"Okay." Chang Ping nodded, secretly swallowing.
Just as he waited impatiently for the vendor to serve his noodles, he suddenly saw Nie Li, Lu Piao, and Du Ze walk into a pharmacy together.
"What are they doing? Is Nie Li's hemorrhoids acting up, going to buy painkillers?" Chang Ping thought maliciously. He had no liking for that old devil Nie Li.
A decrepit old man hundreds of years old, actually liking a teenage girl!
That's torture!
If this were modern times, he'd be shot for half an hour.
That said, Nie Li's woman was the mature Da Zi Yun from his past life, not the naive Xiao Zi Yun of this life.
She completely disowned Nie Li and had never shared joys or sorrows with him. His shameless clinging and attempts to take advantage of her were utterly despicable.
If Chang Ping were him, he would definitely do everything in his power to improve his cultivation, kill the Holy Emperor, and find a way to resurrect Da Zi Yun, instead of entangled with Xiao Zi Yun.
Strictly speaking, Da Zi Yun and Xiao Zi Yun are not the same person at all.
"No matter what, I won't let that old geezer Nie Li ruin my classmate's life," Chang Ping secretly vowed.
Soon, a steaming bowl of plain noodles was served.
Chang Ping picked up the bowl, opened his jaws wide, and gulped down the noodles in one go.
"Bang!" Chang Ping slammed the bowl down on the table, shouting, "Didn't taste anything! Another bowl! No, ten bowls!"
He felt like Pigsy eating a ginseng fruit.
"Sir...sir, aren't you afraid of burning yourself eating like that?" the vendor stammered, the noodles having just been pulled from boiling water.
"Who are you calling a pig? You're the one who's stupid!"
Chang Ping retorted angrily!
"I'm just highly skilled in cultivation, so I'm not afraid of boiling water."
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