Once the Mid-level Soul Device was hung around her neck, Ji You immediately felt a slight chill penetrate her skin. She stuffed it into her collar and warmed it for a while until it stopped feeling cold. Discover more novels at Nove1Fire.net
The expanded Spirit Space also increased the roaming area for the Spiritual Silks, but each strand had grown thicker, with Boss even swelling threefold! Thus, the added space didn’t seem that much anymore.
The Six Strands, playing joyfully, suddenly felt something smash down on them!
Thinking it was some delightful item, the Six Strands looked up together, positioned themselves, ready to snatch, and then they saw the full view of the object.
In an instant, all six disdainfully flicked their tails and swiftly dodged it.
The Clover Ring crashed hard onto the ground.
The Six Strands stepped back even more disdainfully, raised their heads together, and shouted at Ji You: "Master! Littering is not right!"
Ji You almost choked!
Fourth, sensing Ji You’s mood, started to act clever: "Master, what’s wrong? Are you hungry? Do you want some Cloud Mist Milk Tea?"
Ji You gave it a sidelong glance and scolded, "I’m so annoyed I could burst! Eat what, darn it!"
Upon hearing this, Fourth scooted off immediately, pulling Fifth’s tail on the way out.
Fifth, ever so honest, instantly understood Fourth and said, "Master, we don’t want the Soul Device you threw to us."
Ji You indignant exclaimed: "Even if you don’t want it, it’s not trash!" It was a Soul Device she had crafted with her own hands, a Mid-level one at that!
Yet it was being called trash! Ji You was absolutely furious.
Fourth flicked its tail and remained honest: "But, for us, anything that’s not useful is trash."
Sixth chimed in: "Yeah! It’s trash, Master! Littering is unethical!"
Ji You was on the verge of spouting a mouthful of old blood.
Luckily, she knew what these Silks were like well enough and had cultivated sufficient resistance.
Ji You coolly declared, "This Soul Device stays here, no matter who dislikes it!"
She had to rely on her spiritual power to nurture this Soul Device! How could she allow her own Spiritual Silks to disdain it?
However, Ji You felt a bit surprised and disappointed—that the Mid-level Soul Device she created was also useless to her.
This meant that whether it was low-level, mid-level, or high-level... none of the devices she created by herself were of any use.
With this thought, Ji You’s expression darkened further.
Here, perceiving their Master’s mood and the increasingly heavy air around them, the Six Strands minimized their presence and quietly muttered:
Boss: "Forget it, Master is in a bad mood, let it be."
Second: "But... Master littered... Shall we not stop her?"
Third: "We can’t indulge Master! What if she starts throwing trash into our home frequently?"
The tone carried heavy concern.
Fourth: "Impossible! We have to trust Master! Master loves us so much, she wouldn’t let us live in a world of trash, right, Master?"
Then, Fourth straightened its head, staring intently at Ji You.
Fifth: "Master, I don’t like trash."
Sixth: "Master, I don’t like trash either!"
Ji You raised her hand to her forehead: "This is a Soul Device, stop calling it trash! And— I promise you, I won’t frequently stuff things in here."
The Soul Device I made myself is pretty useless, not even worth selling, so there’s no way Ji You could have too many on her.
The worries of those silly Spiritual Silks are totally unnecessary.
Hearing Ji You’s promise, the Six Strands were finally happy again. But then they started lashing their tails wildly, quickly pushing the Mid-level Soul Device into the corner.
Clearly, those silly Silks just wanted to get it out of sight.
Ji You didn’t care about these trivial issues, as long as the Soul Device could be left to nurture.
Then, Ji You went to sleep peacefully.
The next day, as soon as the alarm rang, she immediately got up, put on her sportswear, and went out for a run...
During her run, she encountered many peers from the self-funded class, including several from the Combat Department: Shen Changqing, Chu Jiaojiao, Yue Qiguang, Yue Qiyuan, Lou, Lance...
When Xuzhou saw Ji You, his expression was still very uncomfortable. Ji You, however, had completely forgotten about the banner incident and enthusiastically approached him, "Hey—Little Zhouzhou, you’re running too? Want me to vouch for you?"
Most people running would need Ji You to vouch for them afterward.
Xuzhou stiffly said, "No need."
Ji You giggled, "Dad isn’t going to charge you, you know."
Xuzhou turned and ran back.
Ji You: "Hey! Don’t run! You’re going the wrong way."
Xuzhou: "I’m changing directions."
Ji You laughed, "That kid!"
Nearby, Zhang Ye said with a speechless expression: "Don’t keep bullying Little Zhouzhou."
Ji You gave him a sidelong glance: "What’s it to you?"
Zhang Ye choked: "I just can’t stand watching you bully my brother."
Ji You rolled her eyes: "If you can’t stand it, why don’t you suffer in his place?"
Zhang Ye turned around and walked away, also in the opposite direction from Ji You.
Ji You mumbled, "Fair-weather friendship!"
Chu Jiaojiao had been shamelessly sticking close to Ji You since she appeared. Ji You, showing clear distaste, glanced at her several times, "Jiaojiao, why are you so close to me?"
Chu Jiaojiao stared at Ji You’s face: "Because you’re pretty."
Ji You looked around and couldn’t spot Sheng Qingyan, unable to help feeling stable: "Where’s Sheng Qingyan hiding?"
Chu Jiaojiao nonchalantly replied: "She didn’t come, probably oversleeping. By the way, Ji You, I noticed you’re a lot faster today!"
Not only faster, but even after running for a long time, her breath was still very stable. What does this imply?
It implies that Ji You’s Physical Strength has increased.
Ji You curled her lip and said, "Jiaojiao, my Physical Strength has improved a bit more, sooner or later I’m going to surpass you!"
Chu Jiaojiao looked at Ji You’s face, willingly said: "If it’s Ji You surpassing me, I’d be happy."
Chu Jiaojiao only said half of it and then added: "But only if you promise to take good care of your face!"
Ji You took a deep breath: "Leave!"
At that moment, Sheng Qingyan yawned and appeared, looking listless: "Poor dead, I have something to discuss with you, are you interested in squatting Master’s shop with me?"
Ji You didn’t respond.
Sheng Qingyan’s eyes twinkled: "Master is bringing in new stuff! If you don’t go, you’ll regret it!"
Ji You coldly declined: "I won’t!"