20demayo Chapter 228 The local senior students are really too impolite.
Chapter 228 The local senior students are really too impolite.
Chapter 228 The local senior students are really too impolite.
Wu Ming understood the meaning behind Han Ruoruo's words.
Just like Ma Xiaotao and Ling Luochen before, they had already taken the initiative and built up the atmosphere to that point, and were just one step away from the final step, but they still held back at the most crucial moment.
The fundamental reason is that their bodies simply cannot withstand the enormous energy that comes with the transition to the final stage.
Everyone has a limit to the amount of external energy they can withstand in a short period of time. Once that threshold is exceeded, the body will inevitably be unable to cope, and may even experience extremely serious aftereffects.
Even if they were to engage in some kind of "relay battle," the original plan was for each of them to first use other methods to gradually deplete the energy attached to Huo Yuhao's body, so that they could barely withstand his attacks in the end.
This is why Huo Yuhao always appears relatively tired the next day if he doesn't take the final step.
Although this energy exchange method can accelerate his cultivation to some extent, the soul power he gains is often far less than the blood and qi he loses.
Han Ruoruo finished her tea in one gulp, exhaled a satisfied breath, and whispered in a seductive tone:
"Now that we have this miraculous potion in our hands, why should we share this cake with more people? Wouldn't it be better if the two of us each had Yuhao all to ourselves for the entire night?"
Looking at Han Ruoruo, who was smiling like a cunning fox who had just stolen a chicken, Wu Ming suddenly had a sentence pop into her mind uncontrollably.
That local female student was incredibly rude!
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The night was as dark as ink, and the twilight was deep.
Walking along the damp forest path on Poseidon Island, Huo Yuhao looked at Wu Ming beside him, whose eyes had been wandering and who seemed absent-minded since earlier, and the strange feeling in his heart grew stronger.
Two days have passed since he returned from the Dragon Tomb. Elder Yi also personally went to the Dragon Tomb to discuss the follow-up matters with the awakened Dragon Kings and Dragon Gods.
For Huo Yuhao, the things they were discussing, which involved the laws of different planes, were completely outside his reach.
Even Gu Yuena, who always prided herself on inheriting the wisdom of the Dragon God, was completely bewildered when she overheard the Light Dragon King and the Dark Dragon King arguing endlessly over a certain detail.
He himself took advantage of this rare free time to stay in his private room in the Spirit Pagoda, pondering how to use other rare metals to redesign and build a brand new alchemy furnace.
Just as he was engrossed in drawing his design, Wu Ming suddenly came to his door and told him with a solemn expression that Han Ruoruo was preparing to try to condense a soul core.
When Huo Yuhao first heard the news, he almost thought he was hallucinating.
When I gave the leaves of the Hunyuan Immortal Grass to Han Ruoruo at the beginning of the new semester, her soul power should have been around level 76.
Even on another timeline of fate, Han Ruoruo only reached the level of eighty-two soul power five years later.
Even with the aid of the leaves of the Primordial Immortal Grass, being able to successfully increase one or two levels of soul power in the past month or so would already be considered a gift.
After all, once a Soul Master reaches the high-level threshold of Soul Saint, their cultivation speed will begin to slow down significantly.
Not to mention, nowadays, 99% of soul masters only start to consider condensing soul cores when they are breaking through the bottleneck of the Title Douluo level.
Although Huo Yuhao had successfully condensed a spiritual core at the Soul Saint stage in his previous life, his spiritual power had already reached a tangible and substantial level, and his total soul power far exceeded that of other Soul Masters of the same level.
Even so, it was only with the help of the power of the Heavenly Dream Origin that the condensation of the Soul Core was finally successful.
Now, upon suddenly hearing Wu Ming say that Han Ruoruo planned to try to condense a soul core right now, Huo Yuhao naturally found it somewhat unbelievable.
Especially now, Wu Ming, who was walking beside him, always had a wandering gaze, which was completely different from her usual cheerful and outgoing personality. She looked like she was hiding something, which made Huo Yuhao even more certain of his guess.
"Sister Ming'er, please tell me honestly what happened. Based on my understanding of Sister Ruoruo, she is always cautious and meticulous in her actions, and she shouldn't make such a rash decision."
When asked this question, Wu Ming subconsciously stuck out her little tongue, and a slightly embarrassed and charming smile appeared on her face.
"Oh dear, it's all because you're such a busy person, Yuhao. Sister Ruoruo said that unless I come up with a ridiculous reason, you won't obediently leave the Spirit Pagoda with me."
"That reason is indeed quite frightening."
Huo Yuhao complained, then couldn't help but recall that the schedule Xian Lin'er had arranged during the previous competition had become invalid after the competition ended.
He wondered what kind of bloody events would unfold next, and with that thought, he asked again.
"So what exactly did Sister Ruoruo want to talk to me about this time?"
Wu Ming scratched his head in a somewhat troubled manner, looking as if he was trying hard to recall:
"Well, Sister Ruoruo didn't tell me in detail. But I guess it's something like enjoying tea under the moon, reading books, and appreciating the moon, right?"
Upon hearing this, Huo Yuhao subconsciously looked up at the sky.
Very well, the sky is covered with dark clouds for miles around, and the thick clouds completely obscure the sky. Not to mention the moon, you can hardly see any stars.
Turning her head, she looked at Wu Ming with a suspicious gaze and said quietly, "I have a feeling that tonight is a bit dangerous."
"It's okay, your senior will protect you."
Wu Ming immediately puffed out her chest and solemnly promised.
"Besides, Sister Ruoruo isn't some monster; she won't really eat you up. But honestly, Yuhao, you've gotten even more handsome since you came back from your trip!"
As she spoke, Wu Ming subconsciously moved a little closer to Huo Yuhao, almost touching his arm.
The girl's nose twitched slightly, and she whispered:
"And you always have a faint scent of ice and snow on you, it smells really good."
Ice and fire are elements that are mutually reinforcing and mutually restraining, just like the fire god and water god in the divine realm are a married couple.
Now, Huo Yuhao has condensed the Snow Pill, which is the essence of the Snow Emperor, into his lower dantian. The extreme cold power is constantly dissipating and subtly integrating into his limbs and bones, transforming his physique.
The primordial energy of heaven and earth that slightly overflows after the body's natural circulation has an almost instinctive and fatal attraction for soul masters with ice and fire attributes.
Huo Yuhao subconsciously reached out and slightly resisted Wu Ming's ever-approaching body, trying to maintain a safe distance to prevent her from sticking to him like an octopus and making it impossible for him to move.
No matter how hard he tried, for Wu Ming, who was already somewhat infatuated, he was like a kitten being grabbed by the scruff of its neck, powerless to resist.
Wu Ming simply leaned in and pulled him into her arms, then buried her face in the crook of his neck, took a deep breath, and let out a satisfied sigh.
Meanwhile, in Han Ruoruo's private attic, in a specially opened secret room.
After carefully checking that all the wonderful little props were ready, Han Ruoruo couldn't help but frown slightly.
"What's wrong with that little girl Ming'er? Why is she so slow? Even if the Spirit Pagoda is outside Shrek City, she should have been back in half an hour by now, given her flying speed."
Almost an hour has passed. Doesn't she know the importance of speed in warfare? If Xiao Tao, that impatient girl, suddenly realizes the problem with the potion, then we'll be in trouble.
As she was thinking this, she stepped out of the secret room and heard a series of urgent knocks coming from the front door.
Along with the knocking came the boy's slightly anxious shouts, which also carried a strange undertone.
"Sister Ruoruo, open the door quickly, Sister Ming'er has fainted."
After a flurry of activity, Han Ruoruo finally let out a soft breath, looking at the scene before her with a slightly complicated expression.
She first glanced at Wu Ming, who was lying on the sofa, her pretty face flushed and in some strange state.
The girl was unconscious, but she was still muttering strange things like "Yuhao, you smell so good" and "Let the senior take a closer look".
She then looked at the white-haired boy sitting obediently to the side and asked in confusion.
"Yuhao, what happened? How did Ming'er become like this?"
If Han Ruoruo didn't know Huo Yuhao's character, she probably would have thought that this seemingly well-behaved little brother had secretly given Wu Ming some kind of indescribable drug.
However, looking at the more alluring young man in front of her than ever before, Han Ruoruo subconsciously swallowed.
If such a thing really existed, she would actually like to try it.
Feeling somewhat uncomfortable under Han Ruoruo's intense gaze, Huo Yuhao explained:
"It's like this, Sister Ruoruo. When I went to obtain my fourth spirit ring, my body underwent some changes. So for a while now, I might have a strange attraction to ice and fire attribute spirit masters..."
Listening to Huo Yuhao's explanation, Han Ruoruo nodded as if she understood but not quite.
Simply put, Huo Yuhao has now become a mobile source of high-concentration spiritual energy.
After prolonged close contact with him, soul masters of these two attributes will experience excessive nourishment of their soul power source, resulting in a similar behavior to that of an ordinary person from the plateau who suddenly arrives on the plains, resembling someone who is drunk.
At this moment, Han Ruoruo only regretted that she hadn't awakened these two martial soul attributes back then. It was such a pity that her surname was Han.
"...In short, as long as Sister Ming'er stays away from me and gets a good night's sleep, I'll be back to normal by tomorrow morning."
In fact, her current state is similar to the effect of deep meditation, and it actually has considerable benefits for her soul power cultivation.
Looking at the black-haired girl in front of him, he went from being eager to do something to becoming completely calm after hearing her explanation.
Huo Yuhao tried his best to keep his tone calm, so as not to accidentally trigger any strange keywords that would cause the other party to put on his glasses and enter that tough state.
In that case, I'm afraid I really won't be able to go home tonight.
"I see, then I'm relieved." Han Ruoruo patted her rather ample chest, looking relieved, and said:
"I was originally thinking of having Ming'er invite you over so the three of us could have a long talk by candlelight and admire my newly planted flowers. But now that Ming'er has turned out this way, things aren't quite as I hoped."
As she finished speaking, her tone carried a deep sense of regret, and her gaze drifted towards the unconscious Wu Ming, as if she truly lamented that she had missed the opportunity to admire the flowers.
"flowers?"
Huo Yuhao was momentarily stunned.
In his memory, Han Ruoruo's hobby had always been reading and studying various classic texts.
If he remembered correctly, this senior had read most of the books in the inner courtyard library, making it practically a walking encyclopedia of the soul master world.
When did she develop an interest in gardening?
"Yes, didn't Ming'er explain this clearly to you when she brought you here?"
Han Ruoruo tilted her head slightly, a hint of doubt showing in her clear black eyes, as if wondering why Huo Yuhao would ask such a question.
"I once read a passage in an ancient book that said planting some flowers and plants can help relieve the mental and physical stress that Soul Masters accumulate in their daily cultivation and is very beneficial to stabilizing their state of mind."
I thought this method was good, so I asked someone to get me some. The flower I planted was a very special variety; it could only bloom in dim lighting, and its fragrance had a remarkable calming effect.
Moreover, I calculated the dates, and tonight happens to be its first blooming season, which is why I specially asked Ming'er to invite you over to enjoy it together.
As she spoke, Han Ruoruo clapped her hands lightly, stood up from the sofa, and wore her usual gentle smile, making it hard for anyone to refuse her.
"Since the situation has become like this, and Ming'er won't wake up anytime soon, it seems that tonight it will just be me and Yuhao enjoying this alone."
After all, I've prepared everything necessary to welcome its bloom. You wouldn't want my efforts to go to waste, would you?
Hearing Han Ruoruo's reasonable explanation, Huo Yuhao subconsciously glanced at Wu Ming, who was still lying on the sofa, fidgeting restlessly.
Since the other party is still delirious, he really can't tell whether Han Ruoruo's seemingly flawless reason is true or just made up on the spot.
He could only manage an unnatural twitch at the corner of his mouth, and under the expectant gaze of the other person, he finally nodded slightly.
Seeing that Huo Yuhao did not show any aversion and even nodded in agreement, Han Ruoruo breathed a slight sigh of relief.
After all, the conversation just now was just like those weird uncles in stories who use lollipops to lure innocent little girls, saying strange things like "Uncle will take you to see the goldfish." She herself felt inexplicably guilty.
(End of this chapter)