"Ms. Fu, why are you so insistent on taking me as your apprentice?" Xia Feng was puzzled.
"Because you're a genius, it would be a waste if you didn't learn swordsmanship."
No, I'm not a genius, I'm just a cheater, Xia Feng seemed to think of something, and said earnestly, "How about this, teacher, although I won't become your apprentice, I can recommend another genius who is just as impressive."
"Just as impressive?" Freya was intrigued, "Who?"
"My fiancée—Mu Qingtong!" Xia Feng looked serious and utterly convinced, "Teacher, she's actually a genius, too. You've all been deceived by her appearance!"
A friend in danger is a friend indeed, Mu Qingtong, sorry~
"Are you all talking about me?" At that moment, a gentle and leisurely soft voice sounded from behind, carrying a faint smile.
Xia Feng's shoulders tensed slightly as he slowly turned to look back.
He saw a woman dressed in a black, elegant dress suit, her lips curved into a gentle smile, politely nodding at the two professors: "Ms. Fu, Mr. Chen."
"Oh, it's Little Mu." Chen Hangdao nodded, "So Xia Feng, you're her fiancé?"
"Yes." Mu Qingtong glanced at Xia Feng, her lips pursed slightly embarrassingly as she said, "Mr. Chen and Ms. Fu, please forgive my fiancé. He has a wild nature and can say anything to achieve his goals. Please don't take him seriously."
"Mhm." Chen Hangdao nodded lightly. He naturally didn't believe Xia Feng's words. After all, he had been Mu Qingtong's mentor in her first year. She took three days just to draw a basic Third Rank Spiritual Particle structure, and by her second year, her Spiritual Pressure was still below the 60Voc passing mark. She wasn't stupid, but she was just an average student—how could she possibly be a genius.
As everyone knows, Spiritual Pressure can't be faked. No one can elude the detection of the Spiritual Pressure Detector.
Freya also nodded politely, indicating she understood what Mu Qingtong meant.
Mu Qingtong had attended a few of her swordsmanship classes this term. Freya had tested Mu Qingtong's skills herself. Her Spiritual Pressure was very unstable, and her understanding of Spiritual Particle structures was below average, but fortunately, she had a solid foundation. As long as she was willing to learn and with some good fortune, it wasn't impossible for her to advance to Second Order or Third Rank in the future.
"Xia Feng, I didn't expect you and Little Mu to have this kind of relationship."
Chen Hangdao had a good relationship with the Mu family and could be considered a senior to Mu Qingtong. He solemnly instructed, "In that case, it's good. Little Mu's Spiritual Structure studies are mediocre, so Xia Feng, if you have time, you should guide her more."
"Ah?" Xia Feng was stunned and hastily said, "No—I mean, didn't I say that she is a genius—"
"Little Mu, you too. You should learn more from your fiancé in the future. Ask him if there's anything you don't understand..."
Xia Feng felt this Taoist was just like the annoying relatives during New Year's, except now he was the child of someone else.
Her slender eyebrows curved lightly, her voice still gentle, "I know, Mr. Chen. I'll learn more from Little Feng."
Little… Little Feng?! Xia Feng's shoulders tensed, and he gave the woman a sidelong glance.
Seeing this, Chen Hangdao nodded and then looked at Xia Feng: "Since your fiancée is Little Mu, I won't persuade you further. Of course, Xia Feng, if you change your mind, you can still come to me."
After saying that, he waved his sleeves with a slight air of regret and turned to leave.
Freya looked at Xia Feng, hesitated to speak, then sighed helplessly, "Alright, Xia Feng, the same words still apply: your teacher will be waiting for you."
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The two stood in silence, watching the figures of the professors depart.
Xia Feng turned back first and took the initiative to speak: "Miss Mu, I must say, you're really good at pretending!"
"?" Mu Qingtong's pretty golden eyes were full of confusion, "Mr. Xia, I don't understand what you're talking about."
"..." Xia Feng rolled his eyes, alright, worthy of you, even at this point, still refusing to admit.
But truth be told, this Destructive Witch did look the part. If he hadn't used his x-ray cheat, he wouldn't have been able to tell that Mu Qingtong was an unparalleled genius either.
But what Xia Feng didn't understand was, how exactly did this woman deceive the Spiritual Pressure Detector?
Spiritual Clothes... unlikely, after all, I know all the same tricks as she does.
Then... Spiritual Artifact?
Right, it could very well be a Spiritual Artifact!
Thinking of this, Xia Feng's eyes lit up. Speaking of which... what Level was Mu Qingtong's Spiritual Artifact?
Could it be A? Or even S?
Damn! Just thinking about an S-Level got Xia Feng excited. Such a world-ending villain, if her Spiritual Artifact wasn't at least S-Level, it wouldn't make sense, right?
"No, that's not right either. I have Alpha-Level, so maybe she's also Alpha-Level, given that she is the Destructive Witch."
"But if it really is Alpha-Level, then that's bad..."
Xia Feng's mind was flooded with thoughts; after all, his Divine Mirror Platform currently couldn't replicate artifacts of the same Level.
"Why are you staring at me like that?" Mu Qingtong saw Xia Feng gazing at her, lost in thought, and couldn't help but wonder.
Xia Feng blinked, "Has your Spiritual Artifact awakened?"
"No." She shook her head.
"What Level is your Spiritual Artifact?" Xia Feng continued to ask, puzzled.
"I told you, I don't have one."
"Could it be S-Level?"
"I said, it has not awakened!" Mu Qingtong's tone grew slightly firmer, her beautiful eyes behind her half-rimmed gold wire glasses showing a touch of helplessness, "Mr. Xia, if you want to replicate my Spiritual Artifact, you can go ahead and try."
"Once you try, you'll see that I really don't have an Awakening Spiritual Device, nor am I the genius you speak of."
Xia Feng didn't expect Mu Qingtong to be so forthcoming, willing to let him replicate her Spiritual Artifact?
But... unfortunately, his chance to replicate Spiritual Artifacts came from touching the target artifact or being attacked by it.
Without finding the true form of Mu Qingtong's Spiritual Artifact, he wouldn't be able to replicate it.
"So, do you want to replicate it?" The woman in the black dress smiled.