"Wu Feng seems a bit restless."
When the girl opened her eyes, the boy's smiling face came into her view.
"Be careful, in this situation, it's possible to reflect a All Living Things Seal, which is what you least want to see in your heart."
"!"
Wu Feng stood up quickly, her gaze searching for Ning Tian's figure, and when she saw that golden streak, she immediately darted towards it.
"Young Master!"
"Wind Sister?"
Ning Tian slowly opened her eyes. Just as she was about to get up, a pain came, as if she had pressed on her hair.
"My hair?"
Looking at the golden waterfall that seemed to reach her waist, Ning Tian was a bit confused.
"Young Master, and our clothes."
A white gauze short dress enveloped the girl's graceful figure, with a lace hem resting at one-half of her thighs. Her skin was fair and tender, and a pair of long, beautiful legs stood on the ground. Every movement exuded an ineffable elegance.
The Red Dragon Girl, on the other hand, had transformed into an energetic sporty girl. Her white short-sleeved top was bulging due to her proud chest, her slender waist was exposed to the air, black shorts enveloped her perky buttocks, and a pair of strong, fair, beautiful legs wore a pair of black silk short socks.
"An Zhen!"
Wu Feng stood protectively in front of Ning Tian, "Did you do this?"
"The illusory dream reflects reality; your appearances are naturally a Reflection of my inner thoughts."
An Zhen walked over slowly, his dark eyes full of smiles, "So beautiful."
"Pervert."
Wu Feng looked disgusted.
"Wind Sister."
A slender, fair hand rested on Wu Feng's shoulder. The exquisite and noble young lady stepped forward, her fingers gently playing with a strand of golden long hair, "Does An Zhen like long hair?"
"Yes, I like Ning Tian with long hair." An Zhen threw a direct curveball, and the girl's shy cheeks were reflected in his dark eyes.
"Like a hammer!"
Wu Feng bristled.
"I also like such a vibrant Wu Feng."
An Zhen's gaze fell on the girl's black silk feet.
"Hmph!"
Wu Feng turned her head away, "Heartbreaker!"
Recovering from the sudden confession, Ning Tian surveyed her surroundings. It was a classroom, but there were only the three of them and Teacher Mu Jin, who was lecturing at the podium but without sound.
"Is this An Zhen's dream World? But it seems there are only us and Teacher Mu Jin."
"I moved everyone else away."
"Although others can't see, I don't want them to be in the same room as such beautiful Ning Tian and Wu Feng." His somewhat domineering words clearly indicated that he already regarded the two girls as his possessions.
The moment An Zhen's words fell, Mu Jin's voice sounded, and the sound of lecturing echoed in the three people's ears.
Her beautiful blue eyes looked at the handsome young man.
How to put it, it seems impossible to dislike him.
Ning Tian looked at her own clothes. The hazy white gauze revealed nothing, yet this pure white had an indescribable allure, dyeing the girl's tender skin with a touch of cherry red.
"An Zhen, does staying in the dream count as cultivation?" Her slender fingers played with a strand of golden hair, and the young lady inquired about other matters.
"Mm."
An Zhen had already replicated two NPC puppets.
The young lady's mood was a bit complicated.
They had known each other for two months.
They had been deskmates for two months. Although An Zhen always slept with his head on the desk, they often went out for meals together. Of course, she always paid.
During this time, the relationship between An Zhen and Wind Sister became more harmonious. Although An Zhen always said Wind Sister's black silk beautiful legs looked good, calling her a pervert, An Zhen had been saying this for two months. Although Wind Sister said those things, she had also developed the habit of wearing black silk, which was actually for An Zhen to see.
So he liked her with long hair.
As Wind Sister said, he was indeed a pervert.
The girl's gaze fell on her fair legs; they were too exposed.
But...
Ning Tian could feel the burning gaze almost glued to them.
The extremely embarrassed girl sat on her chair, seemingly wanting to change her posture to better display the beauty of her legs, but with the slightest movement, looking at the lace hem that kept climbing upwards, although she had just experienced the boy's confession, the girl's sense of shame prevented her from letting the hem go up another inch.
"These clothes are too embarrassing."
Wu Feng looked at Ning Tian's appearance and swallowed, the somewhat simple-minded girl didn't think there was anything wrong with An Zhen's words. That's right, even if others couldn't see them, they shouldn't be here.
No, you shouldn't be here either. The little Red Dragon righteously scorned An Zhen, "Can't you change them?"
"I can, yes."
An Zhen was still very easy to talk to, "But it might change to even shorter clothing~"
"Wind Sister, forget it, just leave it like this." Ning Tian spoke to stop Wu Feng from saying anything more, "Hurry up and sit down to listen to the lecture."
"Mm."
The fiercely cute little Red Dragon glared at An Zhen and then directly sat down next to Ning Tian, in An Zhen's seat.
What a pleasure to behold.
The young lady, who had long had this intention, seemed a bit moved.
However, the little Red Dragon seemed to still need him to work overtime.
Pulling up a chair, An Zhen sat directly on Ning Tian's other side.
"If you dare to lay a hand on the Young Master..." Wu Feng was very fierce.
"Then what if I want to lay a hand on Wu Feng?"
An Zhen leaned back slightly, his gaze falling on those perfectly shaped black silk feet.
"Try it if you dare!"
The little Red Dragon bared her small fangs.
"Alright."
An Zhen continued to listen attentively to the lecture.
"Tch~"
Wu Feng was disdainful.
Ning Tian was a bit helpless.
Suddenly, the girl felt her hand being grasped, and the unusual sensation made her delicate body tremble slightly.
"Just a touch of the hand."
An Zhen's index finger gently wrote in the girl's palm.
She struggled lightly, symbolically, and her beautiful blue eyes gave a helpless glance at the young man beside her, who was listening intently to the lecture.
You have to eat your food one bite at a time.
Born with a brilliant mind, the young lady of the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile School was not some love-struck girl.
...
"Mm."
The handsome young man with pink-blue hair lay slumped on the desk, glancing at the loli who was listening intently beside him, his dreamy eyes looking at the words that appeared out of thin air on the notebook.
"Teacher Zhou Yi is strict. Let's focus on the class first. If you want to kiss and hug, you can do it after we go back or during the meditation class."
"I don't want to," Wang Dong murmured softly.
Big pervert, who knows if you're hugging some other woman right now!
...
"First Spirit Ability, Reflection."
Under the envious gazes of their classmates, Ning Tian and Wu Feng's spirit power cultivation suddenly increased by a significant amount.
"So envious!"
"Why aren't I and the class monitor on the same team?"
"Class monitor, although I'm a boy, I can do it too."
Cultivating while attending class.
To say they weren't envious would definitely be a lie.
Originally, there was only one overachiever.
Now there were two more, but in reality, there were four more.
"It feels like I've been cultivating for an entire day."
Ning Tian's eyes flashed with a look of pleasant surprise, and Wu Feng was also pleasantly surprised as she felt her own growth.
"My third Spirit Ability itself includes a boost to meditation speed, which is equivalent to being in the most perfect Mimicry environment."
The young man softly stated his purpose, "If you wish, I can leave a All Living Things Seal on you. As long as I unleash my Spirit at night, you can also enter the dream World through the mark of the third Spirit Ability." (The All Living Things Seal has no further settings, it is still only a passive influence, see below.)
"Won't that be too much trouble for you?"
Ning Tian felt a bit embarrassed. Such fast cultivation speed was truly irresistible.
"Consider it a thank you for Ning Tian's treat earlier."
An Zhen extended both of his hands and then clasped them together.
A blush instantly crept up the girl's fair neck.
"Young Master..."
Wu Feng pulled Ning Tian's sleeve. She didn't want Ning Tian to stay with An Zhen in her previous appearance.
"Wu Feng, come along too."
How could tonight's protagonist be absent?
"No..."
"Wind Sister!"
"Alright."
The little Red Dragon drooped her head.
She knew what the Young Master meant by 'pulling in'.
If she had had some fantasies before—that it was simply about using resources to win over An Zhen.
But after what happened in the dream earlier.
The Young Master was willing to dress like that in front of An Zhen.
The thing she had always been unwilling to face had definitely appeared.
"Before entering, you must keep your mind calm, and it's best not to have any distracting thoughts. Although I already have some confidence, there's still a chance of reflecting a All Living Things Seal. Although it won't have any bad effects, you will have a nightmare."
An Zhen gave a warning in advance.
A purple spirit ring lit up.
It lit up for nothing.
In reality, nothing happened.
To this day, even Huo Yutong and Wang Dong don't know how large the scope of his Virtual World is.
Freshman Class One.
Zhou Yi felt the sudden increase in Huo Yutong and Wang Dong's spirit power after An Zhen arrived, and she nodded slightly in satisfaction.
To the cafeteria.
Halfway there, An Zhen suddenly stopped.
"I have something to do. You guys go to the cafeteria to eat first. I won't be setting up a stall tonight. Please trouble Yu Tong to make some milk tea and put it at the school gate for Elder Xuan."
"Brother An Zhen, are you alright?"
Huo Yutong felt that An Zhen's expression was a bit unnatural.
"I'm fine. It's an elder from the Inner Courtyard."
"You're not allowed to suddenly disappear!" Wang Dong said with a serious expression.
"Of course."
After a series of assurances, An Zhen quickly returned to his dorm, his face slightly cold as he pushed open the dorm door.
A tall figure in a black overcoat stood with her back to An Zhen, tidying An Zhen's wardrobe.
"Bang!"
The door closed.
"Zhang Lexuan, what are you doing?"
"Fulfilling a wife's duties."
"I never said I would marry you."
"But I said I would take responsibility."
The beauty in the old-fashioned overcoat turned around, still as serene and gentle, with eyes full of tenderness.
"I made you some cakes and rice porridge, and some side dishes."
The long-haired senior took out six plates from the exquisite portable box on the table.
"Oh, you probably don't like this style of overcoat, do you?"
The overcoat slipped off, as did her trousers, revealing the carefully prepared gift underneath.
The senior girl shyly turned her head away; such attire was simply too bold for her.
A one-piece black silk outfit.
An Zhen touched his nose, and a streak of bright red appeared on his finger; what he ate at noon was a bit too 'heating'.
Hmm, forgive me, I can't refuse a gentle and alluring older sister. Wu Feng's "All Living Things Seal" is about to begin.