As the inter-grade exchange competition concluded, life at Shrek Academy returned to its original rhythm.
Day after day of classes, relentless Cultivation, and deep immersion in meditation formed the main theme of the students' lives.
Fang Yang was Cultivating alone in his room.
He sat cross-legged, eyes closed, his spirit power flowing slowly around him like a gentle stream, his Qi steady.
"Creak—"
With a slight sound, the room door was gently pushed open.
Although Fang Yang was Cultivating, he sensed the arrival. The spirit power circulating around him gradually subsided, and he slowly ended his Cultivation state.
It was Gu Yue and Xu Xiaoyan who entered.
Gu Yue's expression was as cool and calm as ever, her gaze like water, while Xu Xiaoyan's face held unconcealed excitement, her eyes sparkling.
Xu Xiaoyan tiptoed to Fang Yang's front. Seeing him still with his eyes closed, a mischievous smile curved her lips.
She reached out her cool little hand and gently covered his eyes.
"Guess who I am?"
She deliberately lowered her voice, but could not hide the joy in her tone.
Fang Yang smiled slightly, cooperatively pondered for a moment, then spoke softly: "Hmm… let me guess, this must be my Xiao Yan, right?"
"You guessed right!"
Xu Xiaoyan immediately let go of his hands and excitedly jumped in front of him, her face beaming with a bright smile.
Gu Yue and Xu Xiaoyan both held keys to Fang Yang's room.
They often came directly to him like this, sometimes to discuss Cultivation, and sometimes just for companionship.
Fang Yang opened his eyes, his gaze first falling on Gu Yue's face, which held a faint smile.
He then turned to the excited Xu Xiaoyan and asked gently, "Xiao Yan, seeing how happy you are, do you have some good news?"
"Hehe!"
Xu Xiaoyan nodded, her voice full of joy, "My spirit power has reached level forty!"
Hearing this, Fang Yang said, "Not bad, your Cultivation speed is quite a bit faster than expected."
"Of course!"
Xu Xiaoyan proudly lifted her small face, "From now on, I'll be a Spirit Ancestor!"
"My Xiao Yan is amazing!"
Fang Yang stood up, "Let's go to the Spirit Transfer Pagoda to choose a suitable Soul Spirit for you."
"Okay!"
Xu Xiaoyan nodded repeatedly, her eyes full of anticipation.
She had not joined any organization, relying entirely on her own Innate talent and hard work to Cultivate.
Especially since her Spirit evolved from the Star Wheel Ice Staff to the Star Staff, her Cultivation speed had significantly increased.
She could now use the power of the stars in the sky to aid her Cultivation, and the effects were particularly noticeable during both daytime and nighttime meditation.
"Then it's also a good time to see Teacher Leng Yaozhu."
Gu Yue spoke softly, her eyes flickering slightly.
"Yes, we'll set off now." Fang Yang nodded slightly.
Just like that, Fang Yang naturally held Gu Yue's left hand and Xu Xiaoyan's right hand, and the three walked out of the dormitory.
They left Shrek Academy and headed towards the Spirit Transfer Pagoda headquarters.
Towards the towering, continent-renowned Heavenly Spirit Pagoda… The Spirit Transfer Pagoda headquarters, the Heavenly Spirit Pagoda!
"Wow!"
Xu Xiaoyan couldn't help but exclaim.
It was her first time here, and she was deeply awed by the magnificent giant pagoda before her.
The towering pagoda body, reaching into the clouds, shimmered with faint spirit tool light, majestic and mysterious.
This was one of the most authoritative places on the entire continent!
"Alright, Xiao Yan, let's go in." Fang Yang said gently.
"Okay, good."
Xu Xiaoyan nodded, her eyes sparkling with anticipation.
The three ascended the white jade steps and arrived at the grand arched entrance.
Fang Yang and Gu Yue took Xu Xiaoyan to register their identities and entered the Heavenly Spirit Pagoda.
They arrived at the spacious and bright first-floor hall, where the marble floor was polished to a mirror shine. Ornate crystal spirit tool lamps hung from the dome, illuminating the entire space as if it were daytime.
Spirit Masters came and went in a hurry, and a faint spirit power fluctuation permeated the air.
Suddenly, a handsome young man walked towards them.
He was tall, elegant in demeanor, dressed in white, with regular features, appearing quite dashing.
However, there was a feminine Qi between his brows and an overbearing manner that made people feel uncomfortable.
When the young man saw Gu Yue, his eyes immediately lit up, and he quickly walked forward with a smile.
"Gu Yue, it's been a long time!"
He took out a large bouquet of bright red roses from his storage spirit tool, "This is a gift I specially prepared for you, I hope you won't refuse."
The Young Master bowed slightly and presented the bouquet to Gu Yue, his eyes filled with anticipation.
Fang Yang's expression immediately darkened.
He didn't need to guess who the person in front of him was—Qian Gu Zhang Ting!
The grandson of the current Spirit Transfer Pagoda Master, Qian Gu Dongfeng, a core Disciple of the Qian Gu Family, a Genius with Innate full spirit power and the potential of an Ultimate Douluo.
Gu Yue frowned, her voice cold: "Qian Gu Zhang Ting, are you sick?"
Qian Gu Zhang Ting's originally gentle face instantly stiffened.
He knew Gu Yue wasn't fond of him, but he didn't expect her to be so merciless in public.
However, Qian Gu Zhang Ting was already used to it!
The first time he saw this beautiful and distinguished girl, he fell hopelessly in love with her.
Gu Yue's appearance and figure were flawless, and her noble and aloof demeanor was something he had never seen before, which instantly captivated him.
After some inquiry, he learned that Gu Yue was Disciple of Vice Pagoda Master Leng Yaozhu, and exceptionally talented.
This beautiful girl, both in status and talent, was perfectly worthy of him.
So Qian Gu Zhang Ting began a fervent pursuit of Gu Yue, but was repeatedly rebuffed.
This greatly surprised Qian Gu Zhang Ting.
He had thought that as the Pagoda Master's grandson and the Qian Gu Family's heir, pursuing Gu Yue would be an easy matter.
He didn't expect her to not think highly of him at all, which left him both disheartened and unwilling to give up, instead fueling an even stronger desire to conquer her.
What surprised Qian Gu Zhang Ting was that his grandfather, Qian Gu Dongfeng, also highly approved after learning about this matter.
The grandfather and grandson even devised a plan: "Qian Gu Dongfeng pursues Leng Yaozhu, and Qian Gu Zhang Ting pursues Gu Yue."
Because of the Qian Family Lineage, the Qian Gu Family had always wanted to win over the Phoenix Family Lineage.
This meant that if Qian Gu Zhang Ting could win over Gu Yue, he could directly bring the Phoenix Family Lineage over, which would be a great help to both him and his grandfather.
Qian Gu Zhang Ting ignored Gu Yue's words and instead said, "Gu Yue, if you don't like roses, then I'll send you any flowers you like. Just say the word, and I can buy anything for you."
"Cough, cough."
Fang Yang lightly coughed.
Only then did Qian Gu Zhang Ting notice Fang Yang and Xu Xiaoyan beside Gu Yue.
When he saw Fang Yang holding Gu Yue's and Xu Xiaoyan's hands separately, his face instantly darkened, and a hint of killing intent flashed in his eyes.
"Boy, who are you? How dare you hold Gu Yue's hand!" Qian Gu Zhang Ting's voice was cold, carrying undisguised hostility.
"Oh?"
Fang Yang's expression was calm, his eyes filled with intense killing intent, and the aura around him gradually became dangerous.
"Boy, this Young Master will give you a chance."
Qian Gu Zhang Ting said arrogantly, his spirit power surging around him, "Let go of my woman, and obediently let me plant a spiritual imprint on you."
"Otherwise."
His tone was chilling, carrying an undeniable threat, "You won't leave the Heavenly Spirit Pagoda alive today!"
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