64: Chapter 64 Wen Ning

He could faintly sense a weak flow of blood qi within the driver, but its intensity didn't even reach the peak of a non-martial artist.

Clearly, he had only practiced Stance Training but had never truly crossed the threshold into the martial path.

"Impressive! To become a martial artist at such a young age, your future is truly limitless!"

The driver praised him sincerely, his tone carrying a hint of yearning for that distant world.

However, seeing that Qin Yan didn't seem to have any desire for deep conversation,

He tactfully shut his mouth and focused on driving.

Driving in Modu, especially when carrying martial artist passengers, the most important thing was to be observant.

If a single careless word displeased the other party, the trouble would be immense.

To ordinary people, martial artists were existences that possessed privileges and formidable power.

Qin Yan was happy for the peace and quiet; he leaned back against the comfortable rear seat and closed his eyes slightly to rest.

However, the journey did not go as smoothly as expected.

A few minutes later, the vehicle slowly pulled over to the side and stopped.

At that moment, the right-side door was pulled open.

"Xue Song, you sit in the front. Duo Duo and I will sit in the back."

A female voice rang out, gentle as water, as if it could soothe one's very soul.

"Alright," a slightly helpless male voice responded.

Immediately after, Qin Yan felt the seat beside him sink.

A faint fragrance, like a secluded orchid in a valley, quietly wafted into his nose.

He subconsciously moved toward the left window to make more room for the new passengers.

Two girls entered the back row one after the other.

The one sitting next to him was the gentle girl who had just arranged the seating;

While the other girl, who sat down near the right door,

Had quite a pretty face and wore a bright smile, appearing very energetic.

The boy who had spoken earlier sat in the front passenger seat with some reluctance.

"Guests, since you're all going to Hundred Herbs Hall, I've picked you all up along the way. I hope you don't mind."

The driver quickly explained, fearing a misunderstanding.

"It's fine, driver. Let's go," the cheerful girl called 'Duo Duo' responded readily.

The vehicle started up again.

Only now did Qin Yan have the chance to carefully observe the girl beside him.

She looked to be about eighteen or nineteen, similar in age to himself.

Her skin was whiter than snow, and her features were as exquisite as a meticulously carved work of art.

Especially those eyes—clear and bright.

A natural gentleness and kindness flowed within them, as if they could heal all the irritability and anxiety in one's heart.

She wore a light blue dress and had a quiet, elegant temperament, like a woman walking out of a Jiangnan ink wash painting.

Just sitting there quietly, she was a scenery unto herself, making people feel an instinctive sense of goodwill.

In comparison, although Duo Duo sitting by the door was also a beautiful girl,

Beside her, she inevitably seemed a bit dull.

Along the way, the driver's talkative habit became a bit uncontrollable again.

And the boy in the front named Xue Song also seemed to be a chatterbox.

The two of them soon began chatting back and forth.

Through their conversation, Qin Yan also roughly figured out these people's identities.

They were all New Students at Modu Jiaotong University.

Among the many martial arts universities in the Great Xia, Modu Jiaotong University was one of the powerful institutions second only to Modu University of Martial Arts and Jingdu University of Martial Arts.

Those who could test into it were all chosen children of heaven.

"It's the world of you young people now! I didn't expect to have such good luck today, picking up four young martial artist lords all at once."

The driver sighed with emotion, his tone carrying respect.

Hearing the driver's words, the gentle girl sitting next to Qin Yan—Wen Ning—

Could not help but glance sideways slightly, looking at Qin Yan with some surprise.

Clearly, she hadn't expected this quiet-looking boy sharing the car with her to also be a martial artist.

To be able to become a martial artist at this age, he would be considered an outstanding student in any martial arts university.

Meanwhile, Xue Song in the front passenger seat frowned almost imperceptibly upon hearing that Qin Yan was also a martial artist.

When he saw Wen Ning and Qin Yan sitting side-by-side in the back through the rearview mirror, a surge of irritability and hostility rose in his heart for no reason.

An inexplicable sense of competitiveness and a desire to show off began to act up.

Xue Song adjusted his sitting posture and spoke in a tone that seemed polite but actually carried a hint of condescending scrutiny.

He turned to Qin Yan and said, "Classmate, looking at your age, you should also be a university student, right?

I wonder which school you're from?"

This tone made Qin Yan feel displeased; he didn't even bother to lift his eyelids as he flatly replied with two words: "No comment."

He really didn't want to deal with this kind of 'idiot' who inexplicably came to provoke him with a sense of superiority.

"You!" Xue Song hadn't expected the other party to be so disrespectful.

His face immediately turned sour, and his tone became harsh.

"Xue Song!" Just as he was about to say something more, Wen Ning's voice rang out with obvious displeasure, interrupting him.

Seeing Wen Ning stop him, Xue Song forcibly suppressed the anger in his heart.

But the look he gave Qin Yan became even more unfriendly.

Wen Ning turned to Qin Yan, her tone sincere and apologetic: "Classmate, I'm very sorry. My companion's attitude just now might have been a bit offensive. I hope you don't take it to heart."

Qin Yan could feel that this girl was sincerely apologizing and not just being superficial.

Thinking that his own answer just now was indeed a bit blunt, he softened his tone.

He said, "It's fine. My attitude wasn't great just now either."

"At least you're sensible," Xue Song in the front seat glanced at Qin Yan and spoke.

"If you don't speak, no one will take you for a mute!"

Qin Yan was not one to swallow his pride; he immediately snapped back without hesitation.

Wen Ning's brow furrowed even tighter.

This Xue Song had been pestering her relentlessly at school.

Today, upon learning she was going to Hundred Herbs Hall to buy cultivation pills, he had thick-headedly insisted on following her.

She found it hard to refuse directly out of consideration for their Classmate relationship, but she hadn't expected him to be so restless along the way.

"Xue Song!" Wen Ning's voice turned cold.

"If you continue like this, don't follow me anymore whenever I come out in the future!"

These words clearly struck Xue Song's weak spot; he opened his mouth but ultimately swallowed the words that were on the tip of his tongue.

He turned his head away resentfully and looked ahead with a gloomy face.

The car suddenly fell into an awkward and heavy silence.

The driver was even more silent than a cicada in winter, his hands tightly gripping the steering wheel and his eyes fixed straight ahead.

He only hoped to quickly deliver these 'grandpas' safely to their destination and end this trip.

Twenty minutes later, the car finally came to a steady stop in front of the magnificent headquarters of 'Hundred Herbs Hall'.

Xue Song pushed the door open and got out, glaring fiercely at Qin Yan in the back seat a few times.

Then he followed closely behind Wen Ning and Mi Duoduo.

They walked quickly into the spacious and bright entrance of Hundred Herbs Hall.