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135: The good days are over!

Just like that, the morning passed in interaction.

Lu Chen used the task of repairing ancient books...

...to also absorb the power within them.

Devouring the spiritual energy contained inside.

Magic power originally originated from spiritual energy.

It's just that magic power is the strength of magic practitioners.

Just like the immortal power mastered by the now-rare Eastern cultivators.

Both originate from—spiritual energy.

During the afternoon rest period.

Beside the ice crystal tea seats in the Arctic Realm exhibition area, five people sat around watching a livestream replay.

Ignis poked the tablet screen and complained:

"Why are all my shots of me getting into trouble?"

"Authenticity is the charm of livestreaming." Shelley took a sip of cold-brewed jasmine tea, and an audience sentiment curve graph automatically condensed on the table. "Look, this segment of yours has the highest retention rate."

This was the data Shelley had seen from the backend when the session ended this morning.

She had committed it to memory.

Morning Dew flipped to the selected bullet chat page, her ear tips turning red. "Many people are asking about the opening hours of the Holy Light Cafe... and about me and Big Brother Lu Chen..."

By the end, Morning Dew's voice was as soft as a mosquito's buzz.

She had clearly seen something that made her shy.

She pointed at a certain comment, "This one says they want to form a group to see Big Brother Lu wearing Daoist robes!"

Ning Xiwei was organizing the livestream revenue report. "The donation income is enough for us to buy some magic crystal stones and magic items..."

She looked up at Lu Chen, who was brewing tea. "The audience suggested adding a Hanfu dress-up segment."

Sun Feifei suddenly held up her phone and said excitedly:

"The Top 3 on the Cultivation short video chart are all us!"

In the video, the topic #Ancient Books Club Poster Boy's Eyelashes# was gaining traction. In the close-up shot, Lu Chen lowered his eyes to repair a book, his eyelashes casting butterfly-wing shadows on the rice paper.

Lu Chen's hand shook, spilling the tea.

He didn't think he could become popular at all.

Sun Feifei stared blankly at Lu Chen and murmured:

"The Red Phoenix Star is moving... I say..."

"What star?" Ignis leaned in to ask.

Shelley condensed an ice crystal to separate the two. "In terms you can understand, that's astrology, love luck."

"Stop!" Lu Chen raised his hand to set up a soundproofing barrier. "The old man at the academy wants to pay us 100,000 magic crystal stones to film a promotional video for the academy's sword-flying experience. He's planning to use me to recruit students, and I've agreed!"

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At the third quarter of the Wei hour in the afternoon, at the swordsmanship hall.

Sun Feifei was debugging the protective Formation of the Five Elements spirit swords.

Ignis stabbed the flame demon greatsword into the weapon rack and said with a reluctant face:

"Why do I have to be the villain boss?"

"Because the audience voted most to see 'Flame Witch vs. Frost Princess'." Ning Xiwei showed the voting results; Shelley's ice-type character won with 52% support.

The Arctic Princess raised her hand to condense an ice crystal crown. "Three minutes of screen time, hourly wage of two thousand Spirit Stones."

"I don't want Spirit Stones, I want magic crystal stones. I'm a magician, a Magic Swordsman. If I get Spirit Stones, I still have to decompose them into magic crystal stones or Immortal Spirit Stones. It's better to just give me magic crystal stones directly," Ignis proposed her condition, though she was very unhappy.

"Fine, two thousand magic crystal stones."

Shelley agreed.

After the filming started, incidents kept occurring:

The flames Ignis swung out always burned Shelley's ice crystal skirt hem, Morning Dew's Holy Light fill light made the special effects team lose their jobs, and Lu Chen was mistaken for a stunt double in an ancient Xianxia drama when demonstrating sword-flying postures.

Yet, the bullet chat heat continued to climb:

[User 233]: The Young Miss burned her clothes for the 18th time, haha

[Special Effects Artist Switching Careers]: Holy Light is much stronger than our post-production team

[Archaeology Freshman]: This sword-flying posture is exactly the same as the Dunhuang murals!

During the break, Morning Dew quietly handed Lu Chen some throat-soothing tea.

The image under the Holy Light filter was screenshotted and went viral, spawning a fan-creation topic #Gentle Nun and Down-and-Out Young Master#.

Sun Feifei looked at the soaring interaction data and sent a message to the Daoist Sect group: [So this is the traffic code]

Daily academy life.

It made Lu Chen almost forget that there was still something above his head trying to deal with him.

A gentle land is a hero's grave!

When the twilight dyed the clouds red, everyone gathered in an elegant restaurant.

Ignis chewed on chili crisps while scrolling through comments. "These people actually say I look like a fuming Bi Fang bird!"

"The Bi Fang is an omen of calamity." Ning Xiwei flipped through the "Baize's Records of Spirit Monsters." "I suggest you change to a blue feather pattern tomorrow."

Before she could finish, she was tackled by the protesting Flame Demon Girl, and the two rolled into a ball on the cushions.

Shelley calmly moved the iced dessert away, and Morning Dew's Holy Light automatically formed a protective shield.

To prevent everything here from being captured.

Lu Chen came over carrying a newly developed "ChaBaiDao" special drink from the restaurant. The drink in the glazed cup looked like a flowing galaxy.

"Taste it. They say the restaurant here uses Equinox Flower Dew and water from the River of Forgetfulness."

"Stop! Don't add weird things to the drinks!" — five voices rang out simultaneously.

Sun Feifei took the opportunity to capture this scene, tagged it "Car Crash Scene," and sent it, instantly gaining a hundred thousand likes.

When the moonlight climbed the window lattice, Ignis was dozing off against Shelley's ice crystal cushion, Morning Dew was helping Ning Xiwei catch up on Daoist history notes, and Sun Feifei was divining tomorrow's fortune.

Lu Chen looked at the noisy girls and suddenly felt that those ancient secrets didn't seem so urgent anymore.

At least now, at this very moment.

A hundred thousand years!

Two Transmigrations.

It really felt like a lifetime ago.

Time passed day by day.

Between repairing ancient books and recovering his strength.

Moving forward with time.

One day, a fax from the superior department of Kunlun Academy, the China Cultivation and Magic Management Bureau, spat out of the Old Dean's printer.

Lu Chen was standing on the spire of the academy's tallest building.

Overlooking the entire Kunlun.

When the Old Dean personally came to find Lu Chen.

Lu Chen knew the quiet days were about to end again.

"Let them have a few more days of normal female college student life. They are still girls in their teens and twenties," Lu Chen said deeply.

"Alright, Senior, I'll listen to you."

"Go on down."

"Yes."

A ninth-rank powerhouse like the Old Dean now addressed Lu Chen as Senior.

As for the girls, they still didn't know what had happened.

They were still living their daily academy lives.

Sun Feifei, who was livestreaming talisman drawing, dropped her cinnabar pen onto a yellow talisman with a clatter. The bullet chat was instantly flooded with [Wife's slip of the hand is also so beautiful].

At that moment, Ning Xiwei walked into the library.

She told Sun Feifei that the instructors had recently assigned practical homework.

"Internship?" Sun Feifei chewed on a glutinous rice ball. "Experiencing social life? Do we even count as ordinary college students?"

"Kunlun Academy is also a university, just a—comprehensive cultivation and magic academy—different from ordinary ones."

Ignis walked over from not far away, holding a stack of books, and said:

"What can we experience? Make me go to a milk tea shop and shake milk foam? Believe it or not, I'll boil the pearls into lava balls!"

The next day.

On the commercial street in the center of Kunlun City on a Monday morning, a recruitment notice was posted in front of a "Sexy Tea" store.

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