136: The departure of Huang Ma and Li Xuanzong.
Hearing this, Shen Xingyu turned his head, a look of confusion on his face.
"Do you remember Old Dog once said that this place was actually the former site of White Deer Academy?" Lin Qingran asked.
Shen Xingyu nodded, he remembered that.
Then Lin Qingran continued, "This Hundred Refinements Pagoda is a relic left behind by White Deer Academy, belonging to the category of Divine Artifacts from ancient times.
Later, the Dean communicated with the artifact spirit of the Hundred Refinements Pagoda and modified the rules.
Through special means, the Hundred Refinements Pagoda reproduced all the figures from the previous era who had fought within it."
Shen Xingyu was startled, "You mean, some of those illusory figures we fought against were actually people from White Deer Academy in the previous era?"
Lin Qingran nodded.
Shen Xingyu raised his eyebrows; so that was it.
No wonder he felt that these illusory figures were somewhat unusual.
If that were the case, wouldn't they have crossed the long river of time to fight with people from the previous era?
This Hundred Refinements Pagoda was truly miraculous.
"By the way, Ranran, which floor have you reached?" Shen Xingyu asked Lin Qingran at this moment.
As he spoke, his hand unconsciously touched her thigh.
Feeling his warm palm, Lin Qingran glared at him: "The sixth floor."
Hearing this, Shen Xingyu grinned.
He had just passed the fourth floor, and she had already passed the sixth?
No way!
He was being outdone.
Then Shen Xingyu took out a recovery potion from his palace lord ring and poured it into his mouth.
After digesting the potion, Shen Xingyu bared his teeth and smiled at Lin Qingran, "Ranran, I'm going again."
Lin Qingran looked at Shen Xingyu with amusement and nodded faintly.
Was this guy stimulated?
...
It wasn't until noon that Shen Xingyu emerged from the side door of the Hundred Refinements Pagoda, utterly exhausted.
He admitted that he had spoken too loudly at first.
This Hundred Refinements Pagoda was indeed difficult.
He struggled to reach the sixth floor that morning but couldn't get past the seventh no matter what.
That illusory figure on the seventh floor was too strange.
It was like a perpetual motion machine; he knocked it down several times, but not only was it unharmed, it became more courageous with each strike, eventually draining him of every last drop of Qi.
It was too resilient...
Seeing Shen Xingyu's figure, Lin Qingran came up to him.
Looking at his bruised and battered body, she pursed her lips and said, "Let's go eat.
Come back tomorrow."
Shen Xingyu nodded, he was truly hungry, the morning's exertion had been quite significant.
Then Lin Qingran took his arm and led Shen Xingyu outside.
On the way, Shen Xingyu was a bit dejected.
"Ranran, how did you pass so easily?"
Lin Qingran looked at him with amusement.
In her previous life, she had also put in a lot of effort to pass, but having been reborn, she naturally had experience now.
However, to motivate him, Lin Qingran whispered softly into Shen Xingyu's ear, "Because, you can't do it."
Hearing the voice in his ear, Shen Xingyu immediately felt a surge of wicked fire.
You can't do it, you can't do it...
Damn it!
Shen Xingyu wrapped his arm around her waist, "Today, I'm going to show you whether I can or not."
...
Ultimately, Shen Xingyu, who wanted to do something bad, was still subdued.
In the cafeteria, Shen Xingyu looked at Lin Qingran, who was calm and composed across from him, and felt a surge of anger, gnawing fiercely on the chicken leg in his bowl.
Watching Shen Xingyu's small expressions, Lin Qingran's lips curved slightly.
"If you can pass the seventh floor tomorrow, I can give you a reward~"
As she spoke, Lin Qingran's pretty face flushed slightly.
When Shen Xingyu heard this, the chicken leg in his mouth immediately lost its appeal.
"Re-really?"
Shen Xingyu looked at Lin Qingran lecherously.
Lin Qingran bit her lip and nodded.
Seeing this, Shen Xingyu put down his chopsticks and was about to get up.
"What are you doing?" Lin Qingran asked irritably when she saw him.
"I feel like I can do it again.
I'll go try again."
"Get out!
Sit down and eat!"
Lin Qingran said with a flushed face; this guy was an absolute pervert!
Shen Xingyu chuckled, "Just kidding."
...
After eating, Shen Xingyu parted ways with Lin Qingran and went to the Orphanage.
As soon as he entered the Orphanage, he saw the children gathered together, and in front of them sat a beautiful young woman.
The young woman was currently telling stories to the children with great emotion.
Seeing this, Shen Xingyu pursed his lips.
It seemed Mother Huang and his Master had already left.
Shen Xingyu quietly walked behind the children.
The young woman noticed him, and Shen Xingyu quickly gave her a wink.
The young woman understood and continued telling the story without batting an eye.
Shen Xingyu sat silently behind everyone, his entire body and mind relaxing.
Listening to the young woman's clear voice and the children's occasional joyful or tense shouts, Shen Xingyu leaned against a tree and fell into a deep sleep.
When he opened his eyes again, what greeted him were the smiling faces of the children.
"Oh, Xingyu gege is awake, run away quick!"
Shen Xingyu rubbed his sleepy eyes; the children in front of him scattered.
Shen Xingyu grinned.
Feeling the strange sensation on his face, he smiled helplessly.
These little rascals had drawn on his face again.
Just then, a slender, fair hand waved in front of him.
"Are you Aunt Huang's son?"
Hearing the voice, Shen Xingyu looked up and met the young woman's bright, beautiful eyes.
The young woman was currently bending over in front of him, her long, glossy black hair cascading down her shoulders.
A gentle breeze wafted a faint scent of gardenias into Shen Xingyu's nostrils.
"Ah, yes, I am."
Shen Xingyu quickly stood up and smiled at her.
"Did Mother Huang invite you over?"
The young woman straightened up, nodded, and gave him a sweet smile.
"I saw you were sleeping soundly just now, so I didn't disturb you."
"My name is Roland.
I'll be taking care of the children's daily needs recently."
"Shen Xingyu."
Shen Xingyu nodded at the young woman, "You've been working hard recently.
These little rascals are quite boisterous."
"Are they? I think they're fine."
Roland waved her hand, then glanced at Shen Xingyu's blood-stained clothes.
After a moment of hesitation, she said to Shen Xingyu, "Will you... take off your clothes and I'll wash them for you?"
Hearing this, Shen Xingyu quickly waved his hands, "No, no need.
I just came to visit.
I'll wash them myself."
Roland pursed her lips upon hearing this, then nodded.
Just then, the children's laughter suddenly came from inside the house.
Hearing the sound, Roland smiled at Mr. Shen.
"Mr. Shen, I'm going to coax the children to take their afternoon nap now."
Shen Xingyu nodded, and then Roland walked slowly into the room.
He looked at the young woman's graceful back and smiled slightly, then his gaze slowly moved upward.
There was an old tree in the courtyard, the same one Shen Xingyu had leaned against to nap earlier.
He hadn't paid much attention to this old tree before, but now, it was covered in pale yellow flowers.
As the breeze blew, a flower happened to fall, landing on Shen Xingyu's head.
Shen Xingyu shook his head, flicking the flower off, and it coincidentally landed in his hand.
Then Shen Xingyu slowly held the flower in his hand, looking up at the entire tree of pale yellow, while Roland's admonitions to the children occasionally came from inside the house.
At this moment, he looked out towards the courtyard entrance and couldn't help but murmur.
"Mother Huang, Master, you must return home safely."