Wedding ceremony tomorrow

Chapter 122 I'll step on you!

After breakfast.

Luo Qingfeng and Nightingale went out and headed towards the Demon Suppression Academy.

The two talked about the mission.

Luo Qingfeng said with some worry, "Yuan Tong and the others will probably be furious. You need to be careful."

Nightingale nodded: "I'm still ten merit points short. I'll be careful."

Luo Qingfeng thought for a moment and said, "Let's find a simple task in the courtyard, or better yet, follow the members of the Wind Team. It would be best if I could go too."

Nightingale said, "Yes, I'll go take a look today."

Luo Qingfeng took out the bag of money and handed it to her: "I didn't touch the Xuanjin or the gold, but I spent a little over one tael of silver."

Nightingale couldn't help but chuckle: "You won't let me take care of you anymore?"

Luo Qingfeng stuffed the money pouch into her hand and said, "I'll take care of you from now on."

He then added, "As for the money I owed you before, we'll call it even."

Nightingale asked in surprise, "Why is it all wiped clean? Are you planning to renege on your debt?"

Luo Qingfeng said matter-of-factly, "You touched me inappropriately again last night, so consider this settling a score."

The nightingale chuckled: "You're quite valuable, huh?"

Luo Qingfeng said, "Of course, the weather is so cold. If it weren't for Xiaofeng warming your hands and feet, you would have frozen to death long ago."

"Hahahahaha..."

The nightingale chased after him and struck him.

The two chased each other all the way to the entrance of the Demon Suppression Academy.

"Xiao Feng, see you tonight."

The nightingale smiled and waved.

Luo Qingfeng shook his head and said, "No, I won't see you tonight. I'll see you after your relatives leave."

The nightingale asked疑惑地问道：“What relative?”

Luo Qingfeng said, "Xiao Ying invited me."

Nightingale was taken aback for a moment, then reacted, raised her long leg, and was about to kick him.

Luo Qingfeng immediately fled into the North Courtyard.

Nightingale stood outside the door, waving her pink fists at him, a faint blush rising on her face, making her charming and beautiful in the morning sun.

Luo Qingfeng did not return to the library, but went directly to the training ground of Team One to cultivate.

This time, he chose a spacious courtyard.

In the courtyard, there were stones, wooden figures, targets, and some other training tools.

Luo Qingfeng took out the Demon-Slaying Blade and began to practice the sword techniques he had comprehended the previous night.

Cross Silver Crescent Slash!

"Whoosh!"

With a single swing of the blade, before the cross-shaped blade of light could even be clearly seen, the wooden figure opposite was pierced through the chest, leaving a cross-shaped mark.

Luo Qingfeng gathered all his strength and unleashed a powerful strike!

The cross-shaped blade of light suddenly shrunk to the size of a palm, landing squarely on the face of the wooden figure in front of it.

The wooden figure's head instantly split into four pieces and fell off.

That's really impressive!

Seeing this, Luo Qingfeng became even more diligent in his cultivation.

At noon.

He didn't go to eat. After receiving the knife and resting briefly, he began practicing the Thousand Illusions Disguise Technique again.

His disguise skills have also improved somewhat.

The crooked mouth and slanted eyes were no longer present; instead, the face underwent a genuine change, with all the features quite different from before. Overall, it was a significant departure from its previous appearance.

But this is just the beginning.

To completely transform into a different person, it's not enough to just change your facial features.

Height, temperament, aura, demeanor, and so on all need to be changed.

After cultivating for an hour, he got up and left the courtyard.

I need to go to the library this afternoon to help Senior Bai with his calligraphy. If I don't go this afternoon, I'll have to go in the evening.

It seems that Senior Bai is currently practicing a seductive technique.

He wouldn't dare go at night.

Just as I stepped out of the courtyard, a group of people suddenly walked towards me from the opposite direction. They were all new disciples who had just entered the North Courtyard, and they were all members of the same team.

Both sides introduced themselves to each other that day.

A group of people were all dressed in the gray and white robes of the North Courtyard. Walking in the middle, subtly surrounded by the crowd, was the young man who possessed the eighth level of the Open Heaven Realm, named Lin Yun.

Among them was a girl named Zhang Cuicui.

"Hey, isn't this Junior Brother Luo? Just finished cultivating?"

The older, burly young man was the one who greeted them.

Luo Qingfeng remembered that this person's name was Liang Feng. He cupped his hands and said to everyone, "Dear senior brothers and sisters, I have just finished my cultivation."

The young man named Sun Wang laughed and said, "Junior Brother Luo is really hardworking. We never see him every day. It turns out he's been hiding here all the time."

Liang Feng asked, "By the way, Junior Brother Luo, have you signed up for the new disciple competition?"

Luo Qingfeng cupped his hands and said, "Not yet. My cultivation is too low, I'm afraid..."

Zhang Cuicui suddenly spoke up, "Those participating in the competition are all new disciples, mostly around the fifth level of the Open Heaven Realm. Everyone who participates will receive a reward. Is Junior Brother Luo worried about getting injured on stage?"

Luo Qingfeng glanced at her and asked, "What's the reward?"

Liang Feng said, "It is said that every disciple participating in the competition will receive three pieces of Xuan Gold as a reward. Those who make it into the top ten will receive even more rewards, and those who make it into the top ten and the top three will receive even more generous rewards. There aren't many new disciples being recruited this time; the North Academy and the South Academy only have fifty people in total, so there probably won't be many participants. Therefore, as long as you sign up, you should have a chance."

Just as Luo Qingfeng was about to ask more questions, the woman named Yang Mei suddenly urged, "Let's go quickly, we still want to see Senior Brother Lin's newly awakened divine power."

The others also seemed a bit impatient.

Liang Feng asked, "Junior Brother Luo, are you going? It's in the training ground up ahead. Senior Brother Lin has awakened a new divine ability, [Sword Rain]. We're all planning to go and watch it."

Luo Qingfeng glanced at the boy named Lin Yun, cupped his hands and said, "I have other matters to attend to, so I won't go. You senior brothers and sisters can go instead."

"Alright, let's go!"

Everyone else urged them on.

Liang Feng didn't say anything more and nodded.

A group of people immediately surrounded Lin Yun and headed towards the training ground not far away.

Luo Qingfeng watched the boy's back and thought to himself: He has awakened a new divine ability again? That means he had already awakened a divine ability before. At the Eight Stars of Creation, he had already awakened two divine abilities. He truly deserves to be recognized as a genius by the deacon of the academy.

He felt a pang of envy.

He has now advanced to the sixth level of the Heavenly Creation Realm, but unfortunately, he has not yet awakened one of his supernatural powers.

But it's alright, he has many cultivation techniques that should be able to make up for the lack of supernatural powers.

Lost in thought, I returned to the library.

Grandma Ning remained leaning against the wall, resting with her eyes closed, and ignored him.

Luo Qingfeng went straight to the sixth floor.

The remaining content of that poison-refining manual has been completed; I wonder what will be written next today.

The afternoon sun was exceptionally bright.

Bai Ruofei, dressed in a gray-white robe, sat languidly by the window, basking in the sunlight and lost in thought. Her long, black hair cascaded down her back like a waterfall to her waist, and her magnificent breasts were still proudly displayed on the table.

Luo Qingfeng walked closer, glanced at the table, and asked, "Senior, what do you need me to write today?"

Bai Ruofei snapped out of her reverie, tapped her slender, jade-like fingers on the table, and said, "Read it for me."

Luo Qingfeng looked at the thick stack of Xuan paper on the table.

That was what he had translated and transcribed over the past few days.

"read?"

Luo Qingfeng was somewhat surprised: "Senior, can't you read it?"

Bai Ruofei said indifferently, "I'm lazy, it hurts my eyes to look at it."

This reason... is irrefutable.

Luo Qingfeng had no choice but to sit down beside her and ask, "Is it just reading?"

Bai Ruofei said, "Is there any need to explain?"

Helpless, Luo Qingfeng could only say, "Alright."

He picked up a piece of Xuan paper, glanced at its contents, and was about to read it when she suddenly turned to him and asked, "Where are the stockings?"

Luo Qingfeng was taken aback: "What stockings?"

Then it suddenly dawned on him: "Did I buy it for you that night?"

Bai Ruofei responded calmly, "Mm."

A sudden sense of unease rose in Luo Qingfeng's heart: "Didn't you say you didn't want it, senior?"

Bai Ruofei looked at him and said, "Didn't I say I didn't want it?"

Luo Qingfeng put down the Xuan paper in his hand and said, "But the clothes you are wearing are all white, so black is indeed not very suitable."

Bai Ruofei stared into his eyes: "Then why did you buy me black? Did you know I wouldn't want it? Were you doing it on purpose?"

Luo Qingfeng explained, "It was the female stall owner who forced me to buy the black one."

Bai Ruofei didn't say anything more, but extended her slender hand.

Luo Qingfeng thought to himself, "This is bad."

He quickly said, "Senior, black really doesn't suit you; it's not your style. How about I buy you a white one next time I visit?"

Bai Ruofei said coldly, "I'll give it to my mother-in-law to wear."

Luo Qingfeng: "..."

"Well, my mother-in-law is even less suitable, she's an elderly person..."

To everyone's surprise, a cold voice suddenly rang out from the stairwell: "Kid, who are you calling old?"

Luo Qingfeng shuddered and swallowed the rest of his words.

"Hmph! Old people deserve to die, right?"

After saying this coldly, Granny Ning angrily went downstairs.

Luo Qingfeng: "..."

Bai Ruofei, standing to the side, still held out her slender hand: "Give me the stockings."

Luo Qingfeng could only say, "I'm sorry, senior, I've already given those stockings to someone else."

Bai Ruofei narrowed her eyes, paused, and then asked, "Where are the silk stockings?"

Luo Qingfeng said, "They were given away too."

Bai Ruofei stared at him silently, her outstretched hand slowly falling down.

Luo Qingfeng didn't dare to meet her gaze again, instead looking at the Xuan paper in his hand, and changed the subject, saying, "Senior, I'm going to start reciting."

Bai Ruofei suddenly asked, "Who did you give it to?"

Luo Qingfeng didn't dare to answer.

Bai Ruofei stared at him for a while longer, then looked away, opened a book on the table, and said indifferently, "It doesn't matter, I won't want it anyway."

Just as Luo Qingfeng was about to start reading, he suddenly hissed and looked down, quickly saying, "Senior Bai, you stepped on my foot."

She usually doesn't wear shoes when she's on the sixth floor, but today she's wearing a pair of white embroidered shoes. When she steps hard on his foot, it really hurts.

Seeing that she didn't react, Luo Qingfeng quickly said again, "Senior Bai, your foot..."

"Don't you really like feet?"

Bai Ruofei turned her head to look at him.

Luo Qingfeng felt as if something heavy was suddenly crushing his feet, and the force was increasing.

Those delicate little feet were so slender, yet they were so terrifying.

Luo Qingfeng looked down and saw small feet encased in white stockings inside embroidered shoes.

No wonder she wore shoes today; she was wearing stockings under her skirt.

And they were white stockings.

Luo Qingfeng quickly said, "Senior Bai, it really hurts..."

But the embroidered shoes on his feet did not relax; instead, they squeezed and moved.

Luo Qingfeng was in excruciating pain and quickly said, "Senior Bai, if you don't loosen your grip, I'll have to take action."

As he spoke, he stretched out his hands, making a gesture as if to hug her legs.

"snort!"

Just then, a cold snort suddenly came from the stairwell.

Luo Qingfeng immediately withdrew his outstretched hand and could only say, "Senior, next time we go to the market, I'll buy you another pair—no, two pairs! White ones and black ones, I'll buy them both!"

Bai Ruofei coldly replied, "I only want that pair. Go and get it for me now. Can't you see Mother-in-law is waiting there to wear it?"

Grandma Ning, who was standing at the top of the stairs, suddenly twitched the muscles on her face.

Despite the pain, Luo Qingfeng still said, "I'm sorry, Senior Bai, I've already given it away, and there's no way I can get it back."

The stockings and pantyhose were given to Sister Nightingale, how could she possibly ask for them back?

Bai Ruofei stepped on him for a while longer, then suddenly said, "Tell me a joke that makes me laugh, and I'll let you go."

Luo Qingfeng ignored her, lowered his head, and silently endured it.

Telling jokes to this woman is like casting pearls before swine; would she even laugh? And even if she did, she wouldn't laugh at him.

Bai Ruofei stepped on him for a while longer before letting out a snort and releasing her foot.

(End of this chapter)