Senior Year, Class 2, Leng Xuan hadn’t really paid attention to the afternoon classes, focusing instead on researching that Silver Needle, then tried to infuse it with his Life-bound True Qi, hoping to refine the treasure into a Life-bound Magic Treasure that could be hidden within his body and be summoned or dismissed at will. However, after several attempts, he had failed.
It was fortunate that he had failed. Life-bound Magic Treasures would follow their owner for life; if destroyed, the owner would be severely injured, and in more serious cases, it could even cost their life.
In the eyes of the knowledgeable, the Silver Needle’s material was nothing but low-grade trash, its slight Spiritual Energy the result of being forcibly cultivated by someone for several years.
After studying for a few hours, Leng Xuan had gained some understanding and thus abandoned the idea of continuing to refine it into his Life-bound Magic Treasure, but he didn’t give up on cultivation. This cultivation was similar to what the Silver Needle’s previous owner had done—infusing some Spiritual Energy into the needle to enhance the Magical Treasure’s power and increase the distance it could be projected.
When school ended, Leng Xuan, too preoccupied, was awakened by Zhao Xiaotian’s call. He discovered that Ling Xuejiu and Li Mengjie, the two girls, had already left, so he hurriedly grabbed two sets of school uniforms and a single-shoulder black canvas backpack and chased after them.
The teaching building was close to the school’s east gate. Leng Xuan jogged all the way and saw Ling Xuejiu and Li Mengjie walking hand in hand from a distance. He breathed a sigh of relief and called out, "Miss Ling... Xuejiu, classmate."
Upon hearing Leng Xuan’s voice, Ling Xuejiu inexplicably became annoyed, turned her head to glare at Leng Xuan, and said with a roll of her eyes, "What do you want? Do I know you? Stay away from me!"
Leng Xuan had unexpectedly encountered a snub for no reason, and was momentarily stunned. Then he realized Miss Ling despised him for being unsophisticated and didn’t want anyone to know about their indescribable relationship. He gave a wry smile, stood still, and waited until they were seven or eight meters ahead before he resumed following them from afar. During this time, Li Mengjie even turned her head to playfully wink and stick her tongue out at him. Such a powerful electric charm could usually knock out crowds of people, but Leng Xuan just gave a faint smile and seemed to be immune, which made Li Mengjie quite frustrated. She cursed Leng Xuan internally as a man who had no flair for romance and didn’t understand the charm of women.
In fact, Leng Xuan did find Li Mengjie to be quite attractive; her explosive S-curve figure alone was enough to mesmerize crowds, not to mention her stunningly beautiful face. But having toughened up in the military for a few years, Leng Xuan had learned not to let his feelings show. Besides, he knew Li Mengjie would never be interested in someone like him; her flirtation was just for teasing, so he expressed nothing.
Once through the school gates, Li Mengjie and Ling Xuejiu headed straight towards the western parking area. Leng Xuan’s face flushed with embarrassment. Although there were taxis outside the school that could take him directly back to Imperial Scenery Garden, he didn’t carry much money and was accustomed to saving wherever possible. Taking taxis casually wasn’t his style. More importantly, taking a taxi back was not an issue, but what about getting to school in the morning? This morning, he had luckily encountered Su Yurou, but perhaps he wouldn’t be so fortunate tomorrow.
Just as he was wondering what to do, he suddenly heard Li Mengjie cursing, "Who’s this jerk who parked their car in front of mine? How am I supposed to get out with it being so narrow?"
Ling Xuejiu pulled out a cell phone from a limited edition Chanel bag, and said aggressively, "Should I make a call to the traffic department to have the car towed away?"