Chapter 95: How Dare You Bully Me Like This, You Already Have a Death Wish! Yearning Heartbroken Red!
A wild thought began to grow in Tang San's mind, wrapping around his reason like poisonous vines.
"Let go of Xiao Wu!"
Tang San roared.
He shot forward like an arrow released from a bowstring, reaching out to forcibly separate the two.
Lin Qingmo frowned.
The warmth in his eyes instantly faded, replaced by icy coldness.
Without even releasing Xiao Wu, he casually waved his hand.
A thick Blue Silver Grass suddenly burst from the ground, as thick as an adult's thigh.
The edges of the grass leaves gleamed with a metallic chill as they whipped through the air, striking Tang San with a howling force.
Bang!
A dull impact exploded across the training ground.
"Ah!"
Tang San screamed.
His body flew backward like a kite with its string cut, crashing heavily into a sandpit over ten meters away and sending dust into the air.
"And Xiao Wu is someone you think you can touch?"
Only then did Lin Qingmo release Xiao Wu, shielding her behind him.
His icy gaze fell upon Tang San, who struggled in the sandpit.
"Tang San, have I really given you too much face? Listen carefully, I am Xiao Wu's lover. You're just an irrelevant outsider."
"If I see you pestering Xiao Wu again, next time it won't be as simple as knocking you away."
His words carried a heavy warning, like cold blades scraping against everyone's ears.
Is Tang Hao really not watching over his son anymore?
Lin Qingmo silently complained to himself.
Counting this time, Tang San had already been thoroughly beaten by him no fewer than a hundred times.
Yet that narrow-minded Titled Douluo had never appeared once.
Little did he know Tang Hao was already overwhelmed by Spirit Hall's pursuit.
"Lin Qingmo!!!"
Tang San climbed out of the sandpit.
Covered in dust, with a trace of blood at the corner of his mouth, he looked especially miserable.
He glared at Lin Qingmo, hatred in his eyes almost solidifying into substance.
But he did not step forward again.
Reason told him clearly that he was no match for Lin Qingmo right now.
The power of that Blue Silver Grass had far surpassed the scope of ordinary plant-type soul skills.
He couldn't understand why Lin Qingmo's Blue Silver Grass martial soul was so powerful that it didn't even require releasing a soul skill.
"Xiao Wu, let's go."
Lin Qingmo ignored Tang San and put an arm around Xiao Wu's shoulder, turning to leave the training ground.
Ning Rongrong and Zhu Zhuqing exchanged a glance.
They wanted to follow and say something, but ultimately stopped.
Interrupting a reunion after separation didn't feel appropriate.
Watching Lin Qingmo and Xiao Wu's departing figures, both girls felt complicated emotions rise in their hearts.
Only Tang San stood there, blood dripping from his palm where his nails had pierced his skin.
'Lin Qingmo!'
'How dare you humiliate me like this!
You already have a death wish!'
Dormitory
Xiao Wu leaned against Lin Qingmo, chattering endlessly about what had happened during his absence.
From the hardships of training to Tang San and the others bothering her, her tone was filled with grievance and irritation.
"That Tang San is so annoying, bringing carrots every day. I don't want them! I only eat the ones Ah Qing gives me!"
"And Dai Mubai keeps following Zhuqing around, saying disgusting things."
"And Oscar, the sausages he makes look more disgusting the longer I look at them~."
Lin Qingmo listened patiently.
From time to time, he rubbed her head or gently pinched her rabbit ears.
After she finished speaking, he softly comforted her.
"Alright. I'm back now. No one will bully you again."
"Mm!"
Xiao Wu nodded heavily, burying her face in his chest, her voice muffled.
"When you went away to train, did you encounter any danger? Does your master treat you well?"
"My master treats me very well."
Lin Qingmo thought of the immortal herbs inside the soul tool Bibi Dong had given him, the corners of his lips lifting slightly.
"As for danger, cultivation always involves danger. But it's all in the past now."
He paused, then lowered his voice mysteriously.
"Oh, right. I have a surprise for you tonight."
"A surprise?"
Xiao Wu raised her head, her pink eyes full of curiosity.
"What surprise? Can't you tell me now?"
"If I tell you now, how would it still be a surprise?"
Lin Qingmo tapped her nose, smiling mischievously.
"You'll know tonight."
Xiao Wu pouted, but her eyes were filled with anticipation.
She nestled back into his arms, breathing in his familiar scent.
The anxiety and unease she'd felt during this time finally disappeared.
With Ah Qing around, everything was fine.
Nightfall
Moonlight poured over Shrek Academy like liquid silver.
Most students were already resting; only occasional insect chirps broke the silence.
Lin Qingmo brought Xiao Wu alone to the small forest behind the dormitory.
This was usually where students trained in the morning, but at night it was especially quiet.
Moonlight filtered through the leaves, scattering mottled light across the ground.
The evening breeze rustled softly.
Xiao Wu waited expectantly for the surprise Lin Qingmo mentioned.
"Xiao Wu, close your eyes."
"Huh? That mysterious?"
Though puzzled, Xiao Wu obediently closed them.
Lin Qingmo took something out of his soul tool.
It was a flower bud that had not yet bloomed.
The bud was pale red, surrounded by a faint halo of light.
Its stem was slender, its leaves heart-shaped, and the entire plant emitted a strange aura.
Gentle yet sorrowful, like countless years of longing.
"Alright, you can open your eyes."
Xiao Wu opened them, immediately drawn to the flower.
"What kind of flower is this? It feels so strange."
She instinctively reached out to touch it.
"Wait."
Lin Qingmo stopped her hand, his expression unusually serious.
"This is called Yearning Heartbroken Red, an immortal herb."
"An immortal herb?!"
Xiao Wu gasped.
She had heard Ah Qing mention the miraculous effects of immortal herbs in the chat group.
Thinking of the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well owned by Ah Qing's master, she immediately understood where the herb came from.
"This immortal herb is very special."
Lin Qingmo held the flower in his palm. Under the moonlight, the bud's glow seemed stronger.
"It requires blood and true love to bloom. Once it opens, it can protect its owner and even revive the dead."
Xiao Wu stared at the flower.
She felt a strange resonance from it, as if something were gently knocking on her heart.
"Ah Qing… this is too precious. I…"
"Don't say that."
Lin Qingmo interrupted her and handed the flower to her.
"Try it, Xiao Wu."
"If you truly love someone, it will bloom for you."
"If it doesn't bloom, that's fine too. We're still young."
He didn't really believe Xiao Wu's feelings for him could be that deep yet.
After all, he had already told her his true thoughts before.
Xiao Wu bit her lip and accepted the Yearning Heartbroken Red.
The flower bud trembled slightly in her palm.
The pale red halo slowly expanded, enveloping her entire hand.
The moonlight seemed brighter.
The wind stopped.
All sound in the forest disappeared.
Only the flower and the girl holding it remained as the focus of the night.
Lin Qingmo watched quietly.
In his eyes were Xiao Wu's focused profile and the immortal herb radiating gentle light.
He didn't know whether Xiao Wu could make the Yearning Heartbroken Red bloom.
But he knew that, regardless of the result, something already existed that was more precious than any immortal herb.
End of Chapter