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Chapter 302: Mengzhu feels very sad 2

Chapter 302: Mengzhu feels very sad 2

Leng Xuan, after seeing Su Yurou’s text message, couldn’t help but feel distressed and typed, "What’s wrong? Has something happened?"

Su Yurou replied, "I don’t know! I can’t explain why I’m feeling upset. I was fine just now, and then suddenly, it’s as if my heart was pricked by something!"

Leng Xuan, looking at the message, didn’t know how to comfort her properly. After a while, Su Yurou sent another message: "It’s okay, Brother Leng Xuan, you should rest early. Yurou won’t disturb you anymore!"

"Alright, then don’t overthink things, Yurou. You should also rest early!"

"Mhm, got it, Brother Leng Xuan, good night!"

"Good night!"

Letting out a breath, Leng Xuan felt a sense of loss in his heart and couldn’t sink into the mood for cultivation for quite some time. He simply lay down on the bed, staring at the ceiling with eyes wide open, his mind whirling with thoughts, now recalling Pang Shanshan, and then Zhou Li.

In his heart, he initially planned to pursue Zhou Li, but since the young girl said she wanted to wait until university to consider it, his enthusiasm naturally cooled down. The incident with Pang Shanshan that evening started from the impulse of a normal man, but it was only after their relationship that feelings developed, which naturally left a mark on him. He was left with the question, however, of whether there would be an outcome between the two.

As he pondered, he eventually fell into a deep sleep. When he woke up, it was already past five in the morning. He hurried out of bed, put on just a pair of knee-length shorts, left his upper body bare, and ran to the rooftop to practice the new cultivation technique he had learned!

The East’s first rays of sunlight fell upon the Mortal World!

There sat Leng Xuan under the sunlight, inhaling and exhaling, his pores wide open, devouring the fiercest and most yang energy from the heavens at a terrifying speed. Gradually, a faint golden glow began to emerge all over his body, forming a dome of light that seemed like an enlarged eggshell above him. The spiritual energy whirled around it, resembling a bulb flashing atop Lingxue Villa!

After about two hours, Leng Xuan, still feeling reluctant, stood up and finished his practice. With a flip of his palm, a flame the size of an apple appeared, jumping up and down according to his will!

Today’s session, lasting just two hours, had doubled his cultivation speed from the day before, to his great delight. But then something occurred to him. During his practice, when his pores were wide open, he felt the influx of pure yang Spiritual Energy, which seemed to be about half faster than during his previous morning’s cultivation. Could it be that wearing clothes yesterday morning had obstructed the absorption of the pure yang Spiritual Energy?

To prove this, he immediately stripped off both his shorts and underwear. After all, no one would see him on the rooftop, so there was no need to feel awkward. Sitting naked on the ground, he started to cultivate again and, indeed, his speed increased significantly—a truly unexpected surprise!

As he still had to prepare breakfast for the two young ladies and then go to school, he reluctantly stopped after about ten minutes and quickly dressed and went downstairs. However, while cooking breakfast, his mind kept pondering another matter: Uncle Da Zhang had mentioned that the Spiritual Energy in the Mortal World was extremely scarce and not suitable for cultivators to live in, so why was it that during his practice of the nameless spell, he could feel a great amount of Spiritual Energy converging towards him?