Chapter 13: Formal Contact Begins Today!
The sky had completely darkened, with only the streetlights still illuminating the area.
The moon was barely visible tonight, perhaps a bad omen.
"Little one, aren't you going to rest?" Mu En asked, somewhat puzzled, looking at Ji Wuchang, who remained silent beside him.
"Huh? Actually, this is already considered rest," Ji Wuchang replied after a moment's hesitation.
"Oh? I see you haven't been circulating your soul power. Your energy won't be good tomorrow if you continue like this."
Mu En was unusually talkative.
"No, I've been doing this for years," Ji Wuchang shook his head. "Is that so? Then why don't you take this opportunity to cultivate? I see your talent isn't bad; you're only level 24 now, you must be slacking off." Mu En smiled, his eyes narrowing.
Ji Wuchang shook his head again:
"What kind of cultivation is that?" With that, he stood up and went to the open space in front of the dormitory.
Almost no one was coming or going at this moment, so he directly unleashed his power:
"This is what cultivation is all about!"
His soul power surged, and an ordinary-looking longsword gleaming with a ghostly light appeared in Ji Wuchang's hand, along with two soul rings, one yellow and one purple.
"Huh? It's the same soul ring configuration as mine?" Wang Dong appeared out of nowhere.
Huo Yuhao, having been tricked by Senior Bei Bei into giving him the Xuan Shui Pill, was destined to be out of the dormitory tonight.
So he made up his bed and came out.
Who knew that he would see that cute little dwarf unleashing his martial soul as soon as he came out. And, the configuration of his soul rings was exactly the same as his!
"He does indeed have the same soul ring configuration as you, and your physical attributes are similar. However, he has cultivated step by step, steadily and practically. As for you, I think you know that very well."
A hoarse voice came from Mu En beside him, which greatly surprised Wang Dong.
This old man is not simple!
He had never unleashed his martial soul here. And this old man had seen through his little secret at a glance.
He knew perfectly well that the reason his body could withstand a thousand-year soul ring at just the second soul ring was entirely due to the drugs his family had used.
Without rebuttal, Wang Dong bowed to Mu En and asked,
"I admit I did take a shortcut. But I heard from my family that without using drugs to temper the body, it would be impossible to reach this level. That kid…"
"Heh~" Mu En shook his head. He was unexpectedly in a good mood today:
"Your family is right about that. That little brat also used drugs."
Hearing this, Wang Dong breathed a sigh of relief. He was incredibly proud and arrogant; how could he be inferior to others!
"However, the medicine he used is utterly insignificant compared to yours. The reason he's reached the same level as you is entirely due to his diligent training," Mu En said slowly, staring at Ji Wuchang.
"How come..."
"Look!" Wang Dong wanted to say something, but Mu En interrupted him.
"There are very few forces that can ensure a child's physical and martial spirit are both top-notch now. Besides the Clear Sky Sect, there are also..." Mu En didn't finish his sentence.
Wang Dong's pupils dilated instantly.
"What's going on? Does he know my identity?" Wang Dong swallowed hard.
Mu En ignored Wang Dong's reaction, pointed at Ji Wuchang, and said to Wang Dong, "Look!"
Wang Dong's gaze followed, and Ji Wuchang's figure came into view.
At this moment, Ji Wuchang had already put away his spirit rings, but the spirit power outside his body was still surging wildly, shocking Wang Dong so much that his mouth dropped open.
This method of only seeing spirit power without seeing spirit rings seemed simple, as if it only required mobilizing spirit power. But that wasn't the case.
Because that only allows the use of a portion of one's soul power. Once the limit is exceeded, such as exceeding 50% of one's own soul power, the soul ring will automatically appear.
This tests a soul master's control over soul power and their mastery of their martial soul.
Over the years, Wang Dong has only seen this kind of control from those above the Soul Saint level.
But now? What did he see?
A two-ring Great Soul Master actually accomplished what only Soul Saints and above could do!
Completely unaware of Wang Dong's thoughts, Ji Wuchang didn't even notice Wang Dong's appearance. He simply mobilized his own soul power, letting it surge wildly inside and outside his body.
In this way, he could both cultivate soul power and use it to cleanse his body. Although the speed would be a bit slow, the effect was excellent.
This was a cultivation method he developed himself, which even surprised his father.
It wasn't over yet. Under the cleansing of soul power, Ji Wuchang's body trembled involuntarily. But he didn't stop; instead, he accelerated the speed at which soul power cleansed his body.
Then, he moved!
Like a child just learning swordsmanship, he began to practice his movements little by little on the open ground.
This is completely different from the swordsmanship he used when he tortured and killed evil spirit masters.
"Is he a pervert?"
After a long while, Ji Wuchang, drenched in sweat, finally collapsed from exhaustion. His body twitched intermittently, looking like a lump of mud, completely powerless.
But judging from his excited eyes, he seemed to want to continue training.
Mu En didn't say anything more, just lay on the recliner, seemingly asleep.
Ji Wuchang, on the other hand, seemed to have recovered as well, struggling to get up from the ground.
He walked to the door and saw Wang Dong standing there, and couldn't help but pause. He nodded to him, glanced at Mu En, and seeing that he didn't intend to speak to him, didn't linger.
He walked into the dormitory building and turned left.
He needed to take a shower.
As he passed room 108, a stench assaulted Ji Wuchang's nose.
Ji Wuchang finally remembered that Huo Yuhao had taken the Xuan Shui Pill, and also understood why Wang Dong wasn't resting in the dormitory.
He shook his head with a wry smile, continued walking forward, opened the door of 110, and then closed it directly. After taking a shower, he went straight to bed. He'd had enough training for the day. He didn't want to go to class with dark circles under his eyes on his first day of school.
Time passed, and both boys slept soundly in their respective dorm rooms. Only Wang, who hadn't slept a wink all night, suffered.
…
"Damn, it stinks! What is this smell?!" The boy, who had been sound asleep, suddenly rolled over and jumped out of bed.
Seeing the disgusting, foul-smelling object on himself and the bed, his lips twitched: "Damn, is Wang Dong really that petty? Why is he retaliating like this?"
"Huo Yuhao, don't wrong me! I didn't do this!" Wang Dong, who hadn't slept all night, pushed open the door with dark circles under his eyes. Smelling the stench in the room, he pinched his nose in disgust:
"Hurry up and tidy up the room. You, on the other hand, are sleeping soundly and making great progress, but I can't go back to my room, I can't sleep in my bed."
"This... I did this?" Huo Yuhao stared at Wang Dong dumbfounded, his eyes full of suspicion.
"You clean up first, I'll talk to you after it's clean. I'm leaving now!" Wang Dong couldn't bear the stench in the room any longer, even with his nose covered, and fled out again.
Huo Yuhao quickly realized what was happening. The stench was truly unbearable. He opened the dormitory window, then opened his door and headed straight for the toilet in the hallway.
"Damn! What is that smell!?"
Heaven knows, Ji Wuchang, half-asleep and driven by the urge to urinate, had just opened his door when he saw a stench-emitting figure sweep past him.
The stench was so unbearable that it completely woke him up.
"Who told Huo Yuhao to eat a Xuan Shui Pill worth a thousand gold pieces? He's detoxing now." Wang Dong leaned against the side with a seductive gesture, gritting her teeth as she stared at the closed bathroom door.
"I see." Ji Wuchang immediately realized that such a thing had indeed happened after Bei Bei and Xu Sanshi's duel.
"Aren't you going to help?" Looking at Wang Dong's disgusted expression, Ji Wuchang rolled his eyes. He suddenly remembered that she was a spoiled little princess at home. Asking her to clean?
Forget it, that would be worse than death.
Holding his breath, Ji Wuchang quickly rushed into the bathroom, filled two buckets with water, and went to room 108.
When he saw the stains that covered the entire flatbed, even though he was somewhat prepared, he still felt incredibly troubled.
"Oh! Right, didn't I just dismantle a bed?" Suddenly realizing that he seemed to have a more convenient solution, Ji Wuchang couldn't help but give himself a thumbs up for his cleverness.
Enduring the stench, Ji Wuchang swiftly used his martial spirit to sever the connection between the wooden bed and the floor, carrying it like a ferocious beast to the dormitory's garbage heap, where he tossed it aside.
With a crack, the wooden bed shattered into several pieces. He then rushed into his room, grabbed his toiletries, and quickly dashed into the toilet.
Once inside, he stripped naked without a second thought. The cold water, though giving him goosebumps, quickly calmed him down.
Beside him, another naked boy stood—Huo Yuhao from dormitory 108, the source of this farce.
Judging by his appearance, he'd been washing for several minutes, yet his body was still covered in clumps of filth. And he'd only used water, no shower gel or anything like that.
It was like washing an oily dish with water; without detergent, no matter how hard you scrub, it's useless! Oh, sorry, the dish didn't seem to have any rind.
At this moment, Huo Yuhao looked as if he were scrubbing his own skin off; his exposed skin was frighteningly red, and in some places it was even bleeding, looking extremely painful.
Handing Huo Yuhao his shower gel, Ji Wuchang's eyes showed a hint of sympathy.
He actually deeply understood Huo Yuhao's plight; he had experienced that kind of life where he was constantly looked down upon.
He had been poor and dirty too. But he hadn't been so poor that he couldn't even afford cheap shower gel or soap for bathing.
(End of Chapter)