Capítulo 8: Good Eyes, Brother Will Remember
[ Shrek Academy, School Courtyard ]
It was only after looking at everyone's stunned faces that Xin Qing realized that the Bright Goddess Butterfly was considered to be a rare and impressive spirit. In Xin Qing's eyes, however, it was just a fanciful bug. Perhaps this would be the thought of all Immortal Cultivators witnessing it.
Eventually, Wang Dong carried the blue-haired boy over the finish line. They collapsed on the ground together and took a while to catch their breath.
Eventually they recovered, however, and returned to Zhou Yi, who was waiting for them. When they got back, she nodded before declaring the name of several students. "You lot, pack it up. Shrek doesn't need liars."
The students who were named immediately protested, however Zhou Yi knew that they did not complete the full 100 laps, taking shortcuts.
They were dismissed regardless of their grievance, and Xin Qing and the remaining students were told to change and meet back in class in fifteen minutes.
Before Xin Qing left, he stopped the Wang Dong and blue-haired duo. Speaking to the blue-haired kid, he said, "Those are some good eyes." Thinking he was mocking Yuhao, Wang Dong tried to step up, but Yuhao stopped her. After glancing at Wang Dong, Xin Qing continued, smiling at the blue-haired boy. "Yuhao, right? Let's get along." He did not give the two any time to respond before leaving with a single wave.
Xin Qing could be said to be a great utilitarian. He noticed that his sword evolved at a much faster pace around the duo due to their abundant divinities, so he took the chance to bring himself closer to them. However, in truth, there was also a small part of him which considered them to be potential friends. Of course, only if they are worthy enough to his friend, that is.
[ Shrek Academy, Class One, Zhou Yi's Classroom ]
"Yuhao, tell us your spirit level." This was the first thing Zhou Yi said.
The blue-haired kid rose from his seat saying, "Yes. My spirit level is 11."
Poor attempts at whispering could be heard throughout the classroom, allowing words like 'low' and 'backdoor' to escape their mouths.
'His spirit level... 11, huh.' Xin Qing pondered in silence about the divinities surrounding Yuhao which only he could see.
After being told that this was all privileges he would receive, Yuhao sat down with an understanding look.
After that, there were many new things that Xin Qing learned about the Douluo continent, not expecting it to have such a deep and complex history. At one point in the class, he heard about Spirit Guide Weapons, weapons that could turn an ordinary person into a top-tier expert on the continent.
Xin Qing smile faded as his face showed scorn. 'External paths,' he thought, 'The true path to strength must be found within oneself, not relying on external aids.' This was a deeply-rooted philosophy in all sword cultivators and, as a particularly adept sword cultivator, Xin Qing was no exception.
The rest of class proceeded as usual, no other topics causing such a reaction from Xin Qing. All the students returned to their dorm as Xin Qing immediately entered cultivation state.
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(The Next Day)
Xin Qing got up early, noticing Dai Huabin had at some point, returned to the dorm, facing away from him as he slept.
Xin Qing was a mischievous person by nature, but he was still someone with principles, not seeking to blindly provoke others for no reason. And so, he quietly left the dorm. As he exited the building, he noticed the blue-haired boy, Yuhao, setting up a small stall. Curious both towards the stall and Yuhao's divinities, he headed there.
Yuhao did not notice Xin Qing's presence as he was preparing an oil cooker to roast fish in order to procure enough money for his living standard. It was only when he looked up to check the fish that he saw Xin Qing. Yuhao was startled but greeted Xin Qing anyway. Although Wang Dong thought that he was belittling him, Yuhao knew what it felt like to be belittled and knew that Xin Qing had no such intent.
With mild intrigue expressed on his face, Xin Qing asked, "What are you doing here, Yuhao?"
Yuhao was an amiable person and explained that he was selling roasted fish for five copper each so that he can procure living funds.
In response, Xin Qing only looked deeply into Yuhao's eyes. Just when he was feeling pressured and was going to speak up, Xin Qing asked him to give him two fish, putting down ten copper. Excited to have his first customer, Yuhao did not think about the look he gave him earlier as he quickly roasted two fishes. Handing them over, Yuhao said, "Here you go, Sister Xin."
Xin Qing did not take the fish and only stared at Yuhao with a frown. Yuhao could feel himself beginning to sweat from the intense gaze. Just when he couldn't take it anymore, Xin Qing just shook his head and grabbed the two fish. Walking away, he shouted back in a bland tone, "Your Brother here will remember this, Yuhao!"
Yuhao froze up as his face turned red from embarrassment at having called a fellow student improperly. Before he could apologize, Xin Qing was gone from his sight.
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