Nuwa, the goddess of immortality, said that cultivating immortality does not require spiritual energ

In the afternoon, after lunch, Qin Le, as usual, found a comfortable spot on a quiet lawn in the college and lay down to sunbathe.

The air was warm and cozy, and I was just starting to feel drowsy when a huge shadow suddenly blocked out part of the sunlight.

Qin Le opened his eyes and saw that it was his tiger demon classmate, who was squatting to the side, with a rare, somewhat embarrassed expression on his furry tiger face.

"Qin Le, there's something I'd like to ask you for a favor."

"Tell me about it." Qin Le sat up and smiled with some surprise.

Since arriving at the academy, these demon students have made almost no demands other than staying by Qin Le's side. Their initiative to speak up this time is indeed unusual.

"That's how it is." The tiger demon scratched its broad paws, its tone expectant. "We...we all want to go out for a walk again. Could you...come with us?"

Before they arrived, Demon Lord Ye Li had already instructed them that they would be confined to the academy during this trip, with very few opportunities to go out. They had already mentally prepared themselves for seclusion.

However, their last trip with Qin Le and Luo Qiuyue allowed them to rediscover the long-lost feeling of vastness and freedom in nature.

After several discussions, they finally decided to ask Qin Le.

In fact, the academy does not restrict them from going out, but without Qin Le accompanying them, they cannot always feel the Dao aura emanating from him.

Simply put, they both wanted to go out, yet they were reluctant to part with the Taoist tradition.

They want both fish and bear's paw!

Upon hearing this request, Qin Le smiled and said, "Sure. Should we arrange vehicles like last time?"

The tiger demon quickly shook its head, its large paws waving: "Um... can't we just fly out?"

To be honest, the slow-moving bus last time was their biggest complaint. It was too slow and felt too restrictive. If they had a choice, they would never want to be trapped in that metal box again.

"Flying directly is certainly possible," Qin Le readily agreed. "However, I need to let the academy know first."

"Okay!" The tiger demon's eyes lit up, and he nodded vigorously.

Qin Le took out his phone and called Dean Shen Qingyan, briefly explaining the situation. Shen Qingyan readily agreed and quickly arranged for him to obtain permission to leave the premises.

After hanging up the phone, Qin Le asked with a smile, "All settled. Where do you want to go first?"

"Let's go eat something delicious first!"

The tiger demon blurted out the words almost uncontrollably, with glistening liquid dribbling from the corners of his mouth, clearly still longing for the food at Baiwei Plaza.

While the spiritual food served in the academy canteen is indeed good, combining nutrition and spiritual energy, in terms of variety and flavor, how can it compare to the Hundred Flavors Plaza, which encompasses all the flavors of the mortal world?

Qin Le was amused by his greedy expression: "Not bad, insightful. Let's go then."

"Um..." The tiger demon suddenly leaned forward, its massive head showing a hint of probing and expectation: "Qin Le, would you like to... sit on my back? I'll carry you flying, it'll be very fast!"

Before Qin Le could respond, all the other demon classmates, some lying down and some crouching, turned their heads in unison, dozens of gazes shooting towards the tiger demon like sharp swords, their eyes filled with murderous intent.

Should Qin Le sit on him?

That's the perfect spot to get the closest and most direct feel for Qin Le's Daoist aura!

This stupid tiger actually wants to monopolize this opportunity?!

Can they tolerate this?!

Is it shameful to use a mount?

To be Qin Le's mount is an opportunity! It's a blessing!

They're too busy grabbing it to even think about it!

"No need." Qin Le chuckled and quickly waved his hand, not wanting to start a civil war among the demon race: "Anyway, there's plenty of time, and I don't need to fly too fast. I can keep up myself."

Although he cannot fly by controlling his qi like ordinary cultivators, walking on air and short-distance spatial teleportation are not difficult for him, only the speed is relatively slow.

"All right……"

The tiger demon immediately wilted, its huge head drooping down and its ears turning into airplane ears.

Before long, Qin Le and his three hundred demon classmates took to the air, transforming into streaks of light and speeding towards Baiwei Square, drawing frequent glances and exclamations of wonder from passersby below.

Upon landing, the demon students cheered and scattered, eagerly rushing towards the food stalls they had been craving.

Qin Le was familiar with the place, so she first went to the old stall and bought a cup of lemon tea with less sugar, and then began her leisurely food tour.

We had already agreed on a meeting time and place before setting off, so we weren't worried about getting separated.

After packing up several fragrant snacks, Qin Le found a bench in a public rest area and sat down to enjoy them while browsing news on his phone—eating while walking was ultimately inconvenient, so he had to find a place to sit down and slowly finish off his spoils.

After sitting for about ten minutes, someone suddenly sat down in the empty seat next to him. Qin Le didn't care; anyone could sit in a public seat, and he didn't even look up.

"Qin Le, long time no see." A somewhat familiar voice with a smile rang out from the side.

Qin Le turned around upon hearing the voice, and upon seeing who it was, smiled: "Zhou Xuanyi? It hasn't been that long, has it? We met recently during the actual college entrance examination?"

The boy sitting next to Qin Le had a handsome face and bright eyes; he was Zhou Xuanyi, Qin Le's classmate from junior high school.

He has a spiritual affinity of 91% and is exceptionally talented. Unfortunately, in his early years, he was somewhat impetuous and unruly, which led the teachers at the Heavenly Academy to believe that his temperament was not stable enough and to recommend that he transfer to the Confucian Academy to cultivate his character.

However, after several years, the mental training had little effect. In the end, although the actual college entrance examination results were acceptable, he missed the opportunity to enter university due to insufficient comprehensive evaluation.

"That's true." Zhou Xuanyi smiled and scratched the back of his head. "How's university life? Isn't it amazing?"

"It's alright," Qin Le said casually, taking a bite of the fried skewer in his hand. "It's just a bit boring."

Zhou Xuan was stunned for a moment, then slapped his forehead, laughing and crying at the same time: "I was stupid! I shouldn't have asked you! How can you be the same as other students?"

He then realized that Qin Le couldn't be judged by the standards of an ordinary student. The regular coursework and competition in university were hardly exciting for Qin Le.

"I'm alright," Qin Le smiled noncommittally, then asked, "What about you? What have you been up to lately?"

With Zhou Xuanyi's 91% affinity, even if he hadn't entered university, he should never have given up on the path to immortality so easily.

"I haven't been doing anything serious lately." Zhou Xuanyi didn't hide anything, shrugged, and said in a relaxed tone, "But in a few days, I plan to go with my dad to an old oil platform at sea to help with maintenance and, while we're at it... drill for oil and get a feel for it."

"Why did you decide to do this?" Qin Le asked curiously.

Petroleum was not completely eliminated in the era of cultivation; some heavy machinery or specific technologies from the mortal era are still in use. The Alliance has not deliberately turned it into a fully magical artifact.

"My teachers used to say I was too impatient and couldn't stand the monotony." Zhou Xuan looked at the noisy crowd in the distance, his tone becoming more serious: "I heard that place is all sea and sky, all machines and oil, life there is very monotonous. I want to try and see if I can... really temper my impetuous nature a little there."

Even though he wasn't chosen by the gods and failed to enter the university, Zhou Xuan's desire for immortality and to become stronger never died.

However, there are no longer steps carefully paved by teachers and mentors on the road ahead, and he has to explore and decide how to take each step on his own.

"I see." Qin Le nodded after hearing this, raised the lemon tea in her hand, gestured to him, and smiled sincerely: "Then... I wish you success."

He had given Zhou Xuan some pointers on how to cultivate his mind back then, but some hurdles, no matter how much outsiders talked about, ultimately required one to personally overcome and experience them.

All Qin Le could do was offer her blessings.

"Thanks!" Zhou Xuanyi smiled, raised his newly bought glass of juice, and clinked it with Qin Lexu's.