Full-Time Magister: I Had No Intention of Reaching the Dimensional Throne

Chapter 117 Superficial People

Bai Mo thought of this, and then he thought of Three Pools Mirroring the Moon.

Why don't we ask Dean Xiao to think of a way to create a large-scale spatial containment array or something? It's quite strange that our own treasure is always exposed to other people's eyes.

Back in his study, Bai Mo asked the Bai family head if anyone had ever tried to get his hands on the hollow willow tree. He was told it was the Research Institute, specifically a researcher surnamed Ke.

Bai Mo immediately understood who it was.

He told Wu Liu about this, who was now living a comfortable life thanks to catching a man in blue, hoping to get some help.

"Is that so? Bai Yuanzhi didn't tell me. I left him my phone number." Wu Liu's elegant voice came from the other end of the phone.

"He's the lazybones. He just wants to wait for me to come back so I can talk to you."

"Heh, interesting. Don't worry, I'll keep an eye on this. Also, your spatial compass is very useful; I've already placed it on your desk."

"it is good."

After doing all this, Bai Mo began his cultivation with peace of mind.

Anyway, what Su Lu wants most is that black dragon. His hollow willow tree is still a baby and attracts too much attention, so he probably won't waste too much energy on it.

If they really persist in this, unless Su Lu personally intervenes, the Bai family's high-level and super-level members are not just for show; they can't be bullied at home.

The next day, at Ai Tutu's residence, two beautiful young girls peeked out from the doorway at Bai Mo in the kitchen.

"Wow, space magic can be used like this? I'll mention it to my brother. Sister Mu, what do you think?"

Ai Tutu's eyes sparkled as she watched Bai Mo directing the space to flip the wok, chop vegetables, and cook rice.

"It looks quite professional. You've chosen a great birthday present." Mu Nujiao looked at Bai Mo, who was looking serious, and nodded in agreement.

"It's a pity you missed your birthday because you were in seclusion, Sister Mu, otherwise I could have asked him to do it again, hehe."

Upon hearing this, Mu Nujiao smiled slightly and gently tapped her sister.

Six dishes and a soup were placed on the table. Bai Mo pointed to the dishes, glanced at Ai Tutu, and said, "I've made them all for you. If you don't eat them, I'll spank you."

"Who said I won't eat!" Ai Tutu glared, then emphasized, "It's my birthday today, I'm the boss, if you want to fight, you can fight Sister Mu!"

"TuTu!" Mu Nu gave Ai TuTu a reproachful look; this guy was talking nonsense again.

She picked up a piece of tripe with her chopsticks and stuffed it directly into Ai Tutu's mouth.

During the meal, Bai Mo asked, "TuTu, you've reached the intermediate level, right? What's your second element?"

"Wind element!"

Upon hearing this, Bai Mo was slightly taken aback. How come he remembered that the original work was about light? Did he use a guiding awakening stone?

Before he could even ask, Ai Tutu's next words confirmed his suspicions.

"Quick, let Feng Ling come out and play with her sister."

"Wait until dinner."

"Hmm~, okay."

After discussing that, Bai Mo turned his gaze to Mu Nujiao, "Have you reached the intermediate level of wind element yet?"

A satisfied smile appeared on Mu Nujiao's face. "Just reached the intermediate level."

"Then let Xiaofengling show you the downwind side later."

"Um."

Bai Mo stayed at Ai Tutu's house until evening. Watching the two girls measuring their height, he sighed at how fast time flew by, knowing he still had to go back to cultivate that night.

After greeting the two women, Bai Mo patted his behind and rode away on the wind rails.

Under the porch, the two women let out a short gasp.

A woman, clutching her buttocks, her face flushed, glared angrily at the departing figure. A gentle breeze swirled between her fingers as she prepared to give chase.

Another person, hands on hips, shouted, "Bai Mo, you've photographed the wrong person! Come back and retake the picture!"

Although I have completed the main campus assessment and the exchange student program, I cannot be considered a main campus student until this semester is over.

However, Bai Mo was not in a hurry. He would conquer the main campus. No matter what, he would take it one step at a time.

Like the hair being braided in your hands.

The black hair in my hand was glistening, smooth, soft, long, and straight.

Comb your hair smooth

Then, a natural, wide side parting line is created.

After completing most of the preliminary work, Bai Mo, under Ding Yumin's indifferent gaze, took out his phone and watched the instructional video again.

But his hand didn't stop; he pretended to measure the distance and pinched the fleshy earlobe.

Mmm, so soft.

Ding Yumin sat calmly, letting him fiddle with her. Her gaze shifted from the short video he was watching in the mirror to her ear, which had just been pinched.

The video narration reached my ears.

That last touch was clearly not a necessary step; this person just wanted to play with her ears, and he did a pretty good job of pretending.

After reviewing the tutorial, Bai Mo continued tinkering.

Take a few small strands of hair from the side part.

Slowly continue weaving

Join the new development

Rubber band fixation

Following the image in the video, Bai Mo chose a light blue rubber band and started fiddling with it again.

Pull the braided whip a little.

Pull the ears too

This person isn't even pretending anymore.

boom!

I got hit.

"What is this?" Ding Yumin looked at her three braids, which were asymmetrical, and her scalp was still a little sore.

"I don't know, haha." Bai Mo couldn't help but laugh when he saw the strange hairstyle, with a tuft of hair sticking out in the middle of the head. But when he saw the girl looking at him with a strange expression, he stopped laughing.

"Cough~, I'm not very skilled at it the first time, but I'll get used to it after a few more tries."

"Try a few more times."

"Hey, give me your hand quickly."

Ding Yumin glanced at her hands and the nails on her fingers.

This person had their nails done this morning.

The picture above is of poop.

The other hand hasn't been done yet.

Whether it's hairstyling or nail art, it's a tedious process that requires as many tools as it takes, and demands a lot of patience and focus.

If you let her do it herself, she definitely won't want to waste her time on it. She doesn't even grow long nails, so she's even less interested in whether her nails look good or not.

Her hair is mostly loose, or at most tied in a ponytail.

Since Bai Mo wants to, let's play along for a bit.

So she handed over her hand that didn't have its nails done.

It's still early, so it doesn't matter if we waste a little time with him.

The sun moved from overhead to the west, and the shadows of the two people curved from under the chairs onto the wall of the backyard.

Unidentified objects were drawn on both hands.

This person insisted it was a star.

She cooks dinner in the evening.

Do it with hands that have poop-shaped nails.

He spent his days playing, so Bai Mo was quite busy at night, as he couldn't neglect his daily cultivation.

After practicing with the gun, nurturing the nebula, and finishing his magic practice, he was done.

Stepping out of the room, I saw that Ding Yumin's door was open. She seemed to have just finished showering. She was wearing a wide white nightgown, which covered her jade-like thighs a little. Her hair was loose, and she had returned to her quiet demeanor.

She was applying something to her face, and after finishing, she switched to a different bottle.

Bai Mo went in to look, and Ding Yumin looked up and glanced at him.

Then continue doing your own thing.

She took her medium-sized feet out of her slippers and sat cross-legged on the bed.

Bai Mo glanced at her rather conspicuous feet.

Her toes were neither too thick nor too thin, and because she was also quite tall, her feet were longer than those of the average girl.

Her feet weren't fat, they were even rather thin, and they were very white, like milk, with some areas showing a pinkish hue. They were delicate and beautiful.

There was no callus on my feet, something many girls have because they walk a lot.

But she didn't.

Why is that?

He soon had the answer.

Ding Yumin poured a little lotion from the newly taken-out bottle onto her hand, rubbed it evenly, and could smell a faint fragrance.

Then she bent down and carefully and evenly applied the lotion in her hand to her feet.

Apply the product to the soles and insteps, paying special attention to certain areas on the soles and heels, and don't forget to apply it to each toe.

Bai Mo blinked, his eyes lingering on the girl's collar before he watched her play with her feet. After a moment's thought, he asked, "Don't you find this troublesome?"

"I think so." Ding Yumin nodded in agreement, glanced at Bai Mo, and then said in a slow, deliberate voice, "It's a pity..."

"What?"

"It's a pity that someone likes these things, and I happen to like him."

"Emmm..." Bai Mo scratched his head, stubbornly denying it, "Fine, watch out or I'll sue you for defamation."

No one paid him any attention.

Bai Mo didn't look at it, but instead reached out and took the bottle of lotion, his eyes falling on her other foot that hadn't been moisturized yet.

"Let me apply it for you; it's inconvenient for you like this. What's that saying again...? The onlooker sees most of the game!"

He nodded in agreement. "See, if I applied it for you, it would definitely be more even, and you wouldn't have to go through so much trouble."

Ding Yumin stared at him intently, her face expressionless, her gaze as if she were looking at a pervert.

"Alright, alright, apply it yourself! I'm not interested in this."

Bai Mo, afraid that she would misunderstand, glanced around and handed the lotion back.

As the sages have said, food and sex are human nature.

With his eyes half-closed, Bai Mo continued to watch her bend over and apply the ointment.

He was eventually kicked out for repeatedly glancing at girls' necklines.

The next day, Bai Mo arrived at 8 a.m.

Dean Xiao's array formation class is still very important.

As soon as he entered the school gate, he saw an interesting scene.

Mei Qian, dressed casually, and Zhou Tianyuan, dressed in gorgeous ancient costume, with flowing robes, long hair, and a slender figure, walked side by side.

Then a rather handsome-looking boy holding a bouquet of flowers blocked their way.

Without even glancing at Mei Qian beside him, he knelt down on one knee before Zhou Tianyuan, presented him with flowers, and shouted, "Classmate, I like you!"

Bai Mo had already silently arrived nearby on his wind-guided vehicle when Mei Qian couldn't help but laugh out loud. Then Zhou Tianyuan spoke in a deep male voice, declaring his gender and explaining his attire.

"Excuse me, I'm a boy, and this outfit isn't a girl's outfit; it's what men wore in ancient times."

After saying that, she ignored the petrified boy and left.

Bai Mo knew that Zhou Tianyuan's androgynous attire would eventually attract unwanted attention, as his demeanor was simply too deceptive.

The guy must have mustered up a lot of courage to confess his feelings, and now he probably won't have the courage to do it again.

However, things took a turn for the worse than Bai Mo had anticipated.

The boy seemed to have figured something out. Holding flowers, he rode the earth's waves and came back to Zhou Tianyuan, blocking his way.

A pair of eyes stared at him and shouted, "So what if you're a man? I spent 999 yuan on these flowers!"

Immediately, a collective gasp of astonishment filled the air.

Zhou Tianyuan was also quite shocked by this statement, and it gave him goosebumps.

"Hey buddy, I'm not interested in you. Let's add each other on WeChat. If you're looking for a girlfriend, I know a lot of girls. Consider these flowers as a gift for me. I'll transfer the money to you now."

What should have been a heated dispute was ultimately quelled by Zhou Tianyuan.

Bai Mo also arrived at the classroom.

"Dean Xiao, have you seen the willow tree in my yard?"

As soon as Dean Xiao arrived, Bai Mo immediately asked.

"No, but I've heard people mention it."

"Could we give it a hiding space like the Three Pools Mirroring the Moon?"

Dean Xiao pondered for a moment upon hearing this, then shook his head, then nodded, and said:

"That's possible, but it will cost a lot. Also, we need to wait until the hollow willow is fully restored and we know exactly how big it is before we can set up a hiding place."

"However, we can set up a spatial concealment array to make some alternatives. That's exactly what we're going to talk about today. Once you learn it, you can go back and set it up yourself."

"Fine." Bai Mo shrugged.

As his cultivation progressed, time also passed little by little.

Of course, Bai Mo wasn't always cultivating; he also had to tease Yu Mian, play with Ai Tu Tu and Mu Nu Jiao, and coax the angry older sister Leng Qing.

He's very busy.

I also need to prepare for my advancement to a higher level, because the Star River Vein is not something cheap.

During this time, Bai Hanxing, since breaking through to the Super Rank, has been living a leisurely life in Jiufeng Mountain, while also mastering Super Rank magic. He finally mastered it a few days ago and then went to the Southern Legion of the Coastal Defense Army.

Bai Mo had heard that Gu Changying was also from the Southern Army Corps, and he had a feeling that something was amiss.

No wonder he never succeeds in going on blind dates.

The fifth day of the fifth lunar month is the Midsummer Festival, also known as the Dragon Boat Festival.

Legend has it that the ancients saw a blue dragon soaring in the sky and worshipped it, which led to the origin of this festival.

For Chinese people, no matter what the festival is, as long as there is food, it will be passed down well. During festivals, people can naturally obtain and release emotions that they are usually reluctant to eat or cannot express.

Hang calamus, wear sachets, peel duck eggs, and wrap zongzi (sticky rice dumplings).

There are many customs, but Bai Mo is not a traditional person, and Ding Yumin doesn't know how to wrap zongzi, so the two of them just hung calamus on the lintel.

My younger sister, Ding Yunwu, bought some sachets, one for each of the three of us.

Afterwards, we went to Meihua Market to buy duck eggs and zongzi (sticky rice dumplings), and had lunch with the two sisters.

After the meal, Bai Mo glanced at the two people sitting in the sun at the stone table in the courtyard, then went over and sat down, asking:

"What are you planning to do this afternoon?"

"We're going to Grandma's house, brother-in-law, do you want to come along?" Ding Yunwu answered immediately in a crisp voice. Ding Yumin took a sip of the black tea in her cup and nodded slightly.

"Hmm, let's skip it today, I'm not ready yet." Bai Mo scratched his head, thought for a moment, and still didn't agree to go together.

He glanced at Ding Yumin's face, and when he spoke of his grandmother, her expression softened with tenderness and affection.

"You and your grandmother must have a very good relationship, right?"

"Our father only cared about his work, and our mother only liked hunting monsters. They were indifferent to us. My older sister was very cold when she was little, which was caused by them. After they died, my grandmother took us in and took care of us, and my sister became much better."

Ding Yunwu also picked up her cup and took a sip of tea, speaking leisurely about the past.

"Oh..." Bai Mo nodded knowingly, and asked them more about their childhood, until two o'clock.

The two sisters set off, but Bai Mo did not go with them; he was not ready yet.

On Yuheng Street, there is an exquisite and elegant ancient garden called Yuyuan.

This is a relatively famous tourist attraction in Shanghai. Bai Mo was shopping in the afternoon and happened to come here. Mu Nujiao and Ai Tutu were with her.

The streets are unusually crowded today; people from all over the place come here.

With two beautiful girls by his side, Bai Mo attracted a lot of attention.

After crossing the street, Bai Mo arrived at a nearby street, which was relatively quiet. He spotted a familiar figure carrying two large burlap sacks, which were bulging and seemed quite heavy.

I was walking with somewhat heavy steps toward the entrance of a building.

(End of this chapter)