You Look Like the Shameplant (1)
Ji Qingzhou saw Qiu Mingxue slamming Ying Xiu against a tree, and the silver bracelet on her wrist glittered like a shackle.
Her brows were slightly wrinkled. Despite not wanting to involve herself in their business, Qiu Mingxue and Ying Xiu were on her way to class, and she would definitely attract their attention once she walked past them.
So she retreated little, but the sound of their conversation kept pouring in her ears.
“Princess, the rolling stone herb you want grows only on the highest and most precipitous cliffs in the Ze Kingdom. In order to find the ingredients for your potion, many herbalists, who have been sent there, have fallen off the cliffs. Moreover, this precious herb… is something the Ze Kingdom can’t afford at all. Now people in the kingdom are raising complaints…” Ying Xiu said tremulously while gripping her sleeves. She was helpless and helpless. She sounded exasperated, and also helpless.
“So what?” Qiu Mingxue raised her eyebrows and asked rhetorically. She still suppressed Ying Xiu and warned, “We’re talking about my kingdom. After my father dies, his position will be mine. I can do whatever I want to the state, so the lives and resources of the people in the state are all mine.”
“Princess… When people can no longer stand it, do you know what will happen?” Ying Xiu blinked tears in her eyes, her tone helpless.
“Of course, I know.” Qiu Mingxue flicked her sleeves off. “But what does it have to do with me? I’m already a cultivator. These mundane things won’t affect me. If Ze Kingdom perishes, and I can’t be the queen, I can just remain in Xuanyun Sect and continue cultivating.”
“Princess…” Ying Xiu looked at her pleadingly.
Qiu Mingxue walked into Ye Duanhong’s classroom without looking back, but she entered dashingly.
Ying Xiu stayed on the spot, squatted down against the tree. She stared blankly ahead with tears trickling down her cheeks, feeling extremely desperate.
After a long while, a white handkerchief was handed in front of her, and a slender hand supported her.
Ying Xiu lifted her eyes and saw Ji Qingzhou in a blue dress standing in front of her.
It was the first time that Ji Qingzhou wore such a bright dress, vivid and clear, like a flower carved out of glass. Also, she exhibited a gentle expression.
When she heard the conversation between Qiu Mingxue and Ying Xiu, she didn’t feel much, but when Ying Xiu cried, she felt that she should at least give her a white handkerchief.
“Thank you.” Ying Xiu took the white handkerchief and wiped her eyes.
Ji Qingzhou had no idea about the principles of an ancient state, and she didn’t know why Ying Xiu would be so devoted to Qiu Mingxue. Even though Qiu Mingxue treated her so harshly, she refused to leave her.
After she handed the white handkerchief to Ying Xiu, she moved to leave. From beginning to end, she didn’t say a word.
Ji Qingzhou entered the class as usual. Ye Duanhong had already been waiting on this small square, and he was wearing a long black robe, his face stern and serious.
Unlike Jiang Qianke, whom she and Shen Rongyu went to Yunshui Peak to check on that day, Ye Duanhong’s condition was much better. However, his right hand which he usually used to hold a book was now injured so he switched to the left hand.
Seeing Ji Qingzhou come in, Ye Duanhong glanced at her a few more times, and saw her gently lifting her dress and sitting down. The pale blue petal-like skirt swayed, sweeping away the dark aura brought by her usual black and gray dress.
Ye Duanhong remembered that the last time he saw Ji Qingzhou, she was in Shen Rongyu’s arms — this was unbecoming. Presumably, she didn’t prepare this dress herself, and Shen Rongyu must be taking good care of her.
Soon, Ying Xiu also walked in with her head lowered, completing the number of all the disciples in the class.
Ye Duanhong was teaching the Water Drawing Technique today. Ji Qingzhou already knew this spell, sinceShen Rongyu had personally taught it to her.
She listened to Ye Duanhong’s lecture, and then read the words on the spell book — “Sensing the moist water energy around you, even in a waterless place, you can draw out the water energy around you and shape it through the Water Drawing Technique.”
Shen Rongyu had told her the same. He had held her hand, and ice-cold water fell down, soaking the tulle on his sleeve and then fell heavily.
He had rested his chin on top of her head, and a low voice floated into her ears as he asked, “Zhouzhou, have you learned it?”
Ji Qingzhou shook her head. She didn’t know why she kept thinking of him. She began to think about how she should use the Water Drawing Technique to save magic power, thus reducing the time Shen Rongyu would wind her up.
Ye Duanhong went on with his lectures, while she just calculated on paper. This time Ye Duanhong passed by her again, but despite seeing the complicated data she was writing, he no longer spoke a word to interrupt her.
The system, on the contrary, became curious: “Host, when you first learned the Air Control Technique last time, you had to use pen and paper to calculate how to retrieve the beacons on the cliff, but later on White Water Island, I saw you cast the technique to avoid all obstacles. So, you don’t need to calculate everything on paper at all…”
Ji Qingzhou’s ink pen rested on the paper, and after a long time, she sighed and said to the system, “System, I solved a formation, and it brought me such a fatal disaster. If I don’t take the painstaking calculation process and write them down, how do you think the people in the sect would react?”
“It turns out that you can calculate without pen and paper. Are you pretending to write like this?” the system asked curiously.
Ji Qingzhou swiped the tip of the pen and drew a perfect circle on the paper — This was the pond Ye Duanhong wanted them to fill up with the Water Diversion Technique later. She answered the system, “Yes.”
During the class test, Ji Qingzhou drew pure water because of the Water Drawing Technique and filled up the circular pool that Ye Duanhong had prepared, consequently using up all the magic power in her body.
Ye Duanhong had prepared the class test with care, and the difficulty of his test was the same as the Cultivation Class progress test; the difficulty of the exam rose parallel to the disciple’s cultivation level.
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