Chapter 194 Meng Yanqing Returns from Special Training
Chapter 194 Meng Yanqing Returns from Special Training
The moonlight was cool and clear, and the blue irises in the courtyard were quietly blooming in the corner of the wall, with a thin layer of dew on their petals.
Meng Yanqing sat on a stone bench in the garden, her elbows propped on the stone table, her chin resting on her hand, idly drawing circles on the surface with her finger. The Thousand-Leaf Immortal-Slaying Lotus, now the size of a palm, dozed off on her shoulder, its petals opening and closing as if keeping her company while she waited.
A night breeze swept by, carrying the faint chirping of insects from afar.
She silently counted the time in her mind. Nearly two hours had passed since she received Xue Youyou's message that she was "on her way back."
"Where did they go? They haven't come back for so long..."
Meng Yanqing muttered something, rubbed her slightly sore eyes, and was about to send another message to urge him when her ears suddenly twitched slightly.
Footsteps. More than one person.
She perked up, jumped up from the stone bench, and looked in the direction of the sound—
Then she froze.
At the entrance of the courtyard, Lan Zhiyuan and her entourage filed in.
Leading the way was Lu Yuan, the dean who was nearly fifty years old. Her face was flushed, and her steps were light. She was being supported by Lu Yutang, and there was an oil stain on her clothes that had been there at some unknown time.
Lin Yueyao's sleeve was torn, and there were large tears in her clothes, through which the bandages wrapped inside could be vaguely seen.
Lu Yutang's hairpin was askew, and a few strands of hair clung to her sweaty forehead. She supported Lu Yuan with one hand and carried a wine pot she had somehow acquired in the other. Her expression was relatively calm, but two unnatural blushes appeared on her cheeks.
The others weren't in much better shape. Some had torn clothes, some were stained with some unknown sauce, and some even had half a toothpick stuck in their hair. The air was filled with a strange aroma, a mixture of the scents of alcohol, oil, and some kind of sweet pastry.
The only one who looked relatively normal was Xue Youyou, who was walking at the very end of the group. Her snow-white hair was perfectly styled, her robes were spotless, and apart from a slight blush on her cheeks, her expression remained calm and aloof.
Meng Yanqing's eye twitched visibly twice.
"What do you mean?"
She crossed her arms, her gaze sweeping over everyone, a subtle hint of sourness in her voice: "You didn't invite me to the opening party?"
The courtyard was quiet for a moment.
Lu Yutang's hand, which was supporting Lu Yuan, froze on the spot. Lu Yuan's expression stiffened, and the others all looked at Meng Yanqing with an expression that said, "We can't answer this question."
Xue smiled faintly.
She walked slowly forward, stopped in front of Meng Yanqing, tilted her head slightly, and nodded in an extremely serious tone: "Okay, I'll invite you next time."
Meng Yanqing's eyes widened instantly, and her lips parted: "They really did a live performance?!"
The next second, a cool hand landed on her head and gently rubbed it.
Xue Youyou's lips curled into a slight smile: "Just kidding, what are you thinking?"
Meng Yanqing snapped out of her daze, slapped Xue Youyou's hand away in annoyance, and glared at her. Her cheeks were slightly flushed, whether from anger or from being choked by those words, she didn't know.
She cleared her throat, trying to make her voice sound serious: "So what have you been doing? Don't tell me you just wandered around Beast City like this."
Upon hearing this, Lu Yuan's already flushed face turned an even deeper shade. She awkwardly turned her head away, pretending to look at the blue iris flowers in the corner. Lu Yutang's expression also became subtle, her lips slightly pursed, as if she was trying hard to maintain her composure.
Xue Youyou saw this and her heart stirred slightly.
Lu Yuan is the dean of Lan Zhi Academy. She usually presents a serious and dignified image to her students. It would be rather undignified to explain the ins and outs of this matter face to face.
She, Xue Youyou, is a kind and honest person.
So she leaned down slightly, got close to Meng Yanqing's ear, and whispered, "If you want to know, come to my room tonight, and I'll tell you in private."
Warm breath sprayed onto her earlobe, and Meng Yanqing's ear tips turned red at a visible speed.
She leaned back awkwardly, but said defiantly, "Okay, I'll remember that."
Seeing this, Lu Yutang secretly breathed a sigh of relief and gave Xue Youyou a grateful look. She took the opportunity to step forward and naturally changed the subject: "Yan Qing, where have you been? We didn't see you come back when we set off."
This sentence is like flipping a switch.
Meng Yanqing's eyes lit up instantly, and her entire aura changed. She straightened her back, raised her chin slightly, and her face was full of expectant expression, as if to say, "Ask me quickly, ask me quickly."
The Thousand-Petaled Immortal Lotus on its shoulder also perked up, its petals fully unfurling and emitting a faint blue glow under the moonlight.
Meng Yanqing took a deep breath, patted her chest forcefully, and said with barely suppressed pride, "I received special training from Grandma! Now, Qianye Zhanxianlian and I have received an epic-level upgrade!"
She held up one finger and waved it in front of everyone, emphasizing, "If I have to fight Lin Feiyan again, I'll smash her to pieces!"
Xue Youyou crossed her arms, nodded thoughtfully, and concluded, "In other words, you are now terrifyingly strong."
Meng Yanqing's smug expression instantly crumbled. She gave an awkward smile and scratched her cheek with her finger: "I just don't want to be praised like this by you..."
Saying something like "terrifyingly strong" in front of Xue Youyou felt like she was showing off her limited skills.
However, she quickly regained her confidence and said seriously, "But compared to the me before, I am indeed stronger than I ever imagined."
Xue Youyou's eyes lit up.
"Well……"
She stroked her chin, a hint of eagerness flashing in her eyes, and a slight smile played on her lips: "So, shall we go to the training room now and spar?"
As soon as she finished speaking, Meng Yanqing's excited expression turned into a standard Tibetan fox face at a visible speed, with her dead fish eyes staring straight at Xue Youyou.
"If you're willing to play the role of a training dummy and stand still while I knock you down, that's fine."
"Hehe, then forget it."
Xue Youyou decisively rejected the suggestion, letting out a light laugh that sounded particularly crisp in the night.
Everyone couldn't help but laugh at this scene. No matter what, Xue Youyou's strength was just too overpowered. Even if Meng Yanqing became ten times stronger, she still couldn't beat this freak, Xue Youyou.
Xue Youyou noticed that Meng Yanqing's expression had become somewhat listless, and realized that she had gone a bit too far just now.
Meng Yanqing excitedly shared her joy at becoming stronger, but her answer was somewhat disappointing.
She stepped forward, patted Meng Yanqing on the shoulder, and said with a more sincere tone, "Now that you've become stronger, you'll lead the charge in tomorrow's battle against Leiming Academy. Let everyone see your strength!"
Upon hearing this, Meng Yanqing's spirits lifted, and her eyes lit up again.
But instead of being overjoyed, she stared warily at Xue Youyou, raising a finger: "Then it's settled, Youyou, you're not allowed to make a move. I'll handle Lei Ying!"
Xue Youyou was slightly taken aback.
Her original intention was to have Meng Yanqing deal with the other members of Lei Ming Academy and show off, while she would then deal with Lei Ying. After all, Lei Ying was already very strong, and now that she had undergone a transformation, only she could handle it.
But Meng Yanqing—
She said, "Leave Lei Ying to me," not "Leave the rabble from Leiming Academy to me," directly targeting the opponent's strongest member.
Xue Youyou scrutinized Meng Yanqing's face. Her bright eyes held no trace of bravado, only unwavering confidence and a burning desire to fight. The Thousand-Petaled Immortal Lotus on her shoulder also stood tall and proud, its petals opening as if declaring to the world, "I am strong."
Xue Youyou clicked her tongue in surprise.
Meng Yanqing wasn't the type to make boastful claims, nor would she be blindly confident without a clear assessment of the difference in strength. The fact that she dared to specifically challenge Lei Ying meant that she genuinely believed she had a chance of winning.
She had initially thought that Meng Yanqing's so-called increase in strength was just a little bit, but now it seemed that she might have really become much stronger.
"Okay~"
Xue Youyou nodded, agreeing readily: "Then Lei Ying will be yours to handle; I won't interfere."
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