Full-Time Magister: The Jade Serpent's Three-Flower Pupil Captures Apas

Chapter 118 The Jealous Woman's True Wish: You've Arrived Just in Time (Revised)

However, Nan Rongni outside the door had already been casually controlled by Jiuyou Hou and subjected to mental corruption.

That's great! Jiuyou has already used the Heavenly Rank Battle Skill - Ghostly Possession!

Our teeth are saved!

This unusual combination of a jealous woman and a scheming woman has inexplicably piqued Song Zhong's interest.

"Well, or rather, part of it."

While thinking about these random thoughts, Song Zhong nodded casually.

From the moment Mu Tingying entered the room, she was already at Song Zhong's mercy, so there was no need to hide anything anymore.

Song Zhong is teaching the jealous young woman Mu Tingying how to transform herself online.

"We can't miss this opportunity today, absolutely not!"

Upon hearing this, Mu Tingying's beautiful eyes sparkled, and she began to analyze the situation in her mind.

Mu Ningxue is just a daughter from a collateral branch of the family. If you have something, I want it too. Isn't it just about vying for favor? Anyone can do that.

As for the Little Thunder Girl's problem, at worst she can awaken a healing ability! Mu Tingying secretly vowed.

"I'm not a stingy person either. This jade bottle contains a special ice-type resource - Frost Dew."

"Ms. Mu Tingying, you can try it first, but returns are not accepted."

Song Zhong used his telekinesis to pull open the bottle stopper, and a pure ice-attribute energy spread out, drifting through the room.

Mu Tingying accepted the jade bottle with both hands, her pretty face reflecting a chilling, icy light.

With just one breath, the ice nebula in her mental world became much more active, giving her a sense that she was about to break through.

"Thank you, Professor Song."

Mu Tingying snapped out of her daze, her face beaming with joy, and thanked him repeatedly.

Then, she opened her red lips and swallowed the entire bottle of Frosty Dew.

The Frost Rain is produced by the 70,000-year-old plant-type soul beast, the Eight-Cornered Mystic Ice Grass, and its energy intensity completely surpasses that of the Star River Vein.

It is highly beneficial to the physique and energy purification of ice mages. If this were in the outside world, even super-level mages would be very interested in it.

"Mu Tingying, you've already reached the mid-level mastery stage. Prepare to break through to the high-level stage."

Song Zhong smiled slightly and directed the jealous woman.

"Thank you, Professor Song."

Mu Tingying nodded gently, closed her beautiful eyes, and began to refine the energy of the icy rain and dew.

Ten minutes later.

"High-level... I've reached high-level ice magic!!"

A white, icy constellation lit up Mu Tingying's beautiful eyes. She grinned and let the fine icy sand slide from her palm.

Once you reach the higher rank, you'll be able to hold your head high in the National Team, participate in the Venice Water City Tournament, and the Super Rank won't be far behind.

"Ahem~!"

Song Zhong coughed lightly, and the cyan lotus platform spun rapidly, releasing a surge of pure fire-attribute energy.

"Professor Song, this is..."

Seeing this, Mu Tingying pursed her red lips, a hint of anticipation on her face, and asked with some doubt.

A single bottle of Frost Dew allowed her to advance to the advanced level and stabilize at the first level. Who knows how many more benefits this Lotus Platform-shaped treasure will bring her?

"Mu Tingying, I've already paid the deposit for the ice-type resources, but the fire-type resources are VIP customized."

Song Zhong deliberately slowed his tone, teasing him with a hint of cunning.

Mu Tingying blushed, slowly stood up, and then knelt down two and a half meters away from Song Zhong.

"Professor Song, is this alright?"

Mu Tingying had a slightly arrogant air about her, and she raised her face slightly, looking at Song Zhong with a hint of expectation.

"What do you think we should do?"

Song Zhongrang floated the blue lotus platform to the side, crossed his legs, and began to lecture Mu Tingying, this little jealous woman.

"Yes."

Mu Tingying's face showed a hint of resentment, but she was also inexplicably excited, as if she had awakened some strange attribute because of this.

From Song Zhong's perspective, Mu Tingying's small, round breasts, which could be held in one hand, did have some merit.

Seconds later, Mu Tingying overcame all obstacles and crawled on her knees to the end point on the other side of the room—the scorching space.

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"Mu Tingying, I'm going to teach you a special, secret magic trick. You'd better remember it well."

Song Zhong's expression turned solemn, and he spoke with great seriousness.

"Professor Song, Tingying understands, please advise."

Although Mu Tingying was somewhat confused, she simply assumed it was Song Zhong's personal quirk and decided to play along.

"First, one must find a kind and understanding person to rely on."

Mu Tingying did as she was told, but just as she was about to start, Song Zhong grabbed her hands, leaving her with no choice but to...

Mu Tingying, "."

"Mu Tingying, you should understand the principle of how to nurture hope, right?"

A smile played on Song Zhong's lips as he spoke softly.

Mu Tingying was a little confused when she heard this, but after Song Zhong gave her a look, she immediately understood.

Then, it was Song Zhong's turn to have his own time.

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Half an hour later, the skirmish ended. (A censored user happened to pass by; the original poster was elbowed twice and deleted everything.)

"Professor Song, was Tingying's performance alright? How does she compare to Mu Ningxue?"

Song Zhong also admired Mu Tingying; her competitive and jealous nature never seemed to die down.

"Very good, but Mu Tingying, your friend outside the door might not think so."

Song Zhong acknowledged the skill of the jealous woman Mu Tingying, but then looked towards the door with a half-smile.

"what?"

Mu Tingying was still a little dizzy and hadn't quite grasped what Song Zhong meant by those words.

But the next second, she realized the double meaning in Song Zhong's words.

"Nanrong Ni, you've been squatting outside for almost half an hour, aren't your legs numb?"

Song Zhong's words sent a chill down Mu Tingying's spine.

If Nan Rongni, the eavesdropper, gets away, she will never be able to hold her head high in the Nationalist government ranks again.

"Click!"

The door was opened by Song Zhong using his telekinesis, revealing the petite and healing figure of a young woman.

"Professor Song, Sister Mu Tingying, it's me..."

Nan Rongni was completely dumbfounded. She had been very careful, so why was she caught red-handed?

Poor Nan Rongni was unaware that she had already been influenced by the ghost of the Nine Netherworlds, and that her thoughts would be contradicted by her body.

Perhaps this is what they call "saying one thing but meaning another."

"Did I come at the wrong time?"

Nan Rongni's face flushed red, and after holding it in for a long time, she blurted out those words as if possessed.

Mu Tingying: "What are you talking about?"

"No, you've come at just the right time."

Song Zhong beckoned to the stunned Nan Rongni, and the healing-type girl slowly moved over to their side.

Behind him, Song Zhong used his telekinetic power to close the door and then locked it from the inside with a "click".

With his left hand suppressing Mu Tingying and his right hand embracing Nan Rongni, Song Zhong recreated a famous scene from "Little Li Flying Dagger" featuring Uncle Jiao.

Nan Rongni's eyes flickered out of the corner of her eye, and her face flushed slightly.

"Nan Rong Ni, do you want to break through to the advanced level? Do you want to take off the mask that you're tired of living?"

"Come on, begin your performance, because I'm about to begin too."

Nan Rongni glanced at Mu Tingying. There was no other way out in the situation before her. She nodded with difficulty.

The night was still long, and that was the part about the stories of the night—stories that could only be felt, not spoken.

Under the moonlight, Song Zhongjin could either single-handedly take on two opponents and plunder profits, or he could retreat and wait for the dawn to break.

For students who come in the middle of the night requesting extra tutoring, Song Zhong simply deals with them without hesitation.

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