Chapter 398: What Are We Now?
Liu Chan’s speech, with his own trembling voice, finally came to an end.
He didn’t receive a round of applause, but a chorus of disdainful sighs.
This made Liu Chan’s face look very unpleasant, and now he was famous at school. Of course, infamous.
Liu Chan blamed all this on Lin Tian. If it weren’t for him, how could things have turned out this way!
However, Lin Tian didn’t know how Liu Chan was feeling right now, and even if he did find out, he would probably clap his hands in delight.
After the meeting was dismissed, many people were complaining, saying that there was a freshman meeting yesterday, and today there was another flag-raising assembly, with the same pointless things being said twice.
Actually, they didn’t know that yesterday’s meeting wasn’t necessary at all. It was all because Liu Mang, that drama queen, wanted to show off and boost his reputation at school.
He did this kind of thing every year, so it became a custom.
Watching everyone eagerly returning to their air-conditioned dorms to cool off, that girl from before patted Lin Tian on the shoulder in encouragement and then ran off.
Just when Lin Tian didn’t know how to face Liou Qingcheng, she suddenly left without even saying goodbye to Lin Tian.
Lin Tian panicked, and chased after her with the sun umbrella in his hand.
"Lin Tian."
Liou Qingcheng suddenly stopped in her tracks.
"Hmm?" Lin Tian responded nervously, with a sense of foreboding in his heart.
"What is our relationship now?" Liou Qingcheng asked, her head lowered.
Lin Tian was taken aback. He was also pondering, what is our relationship anyway?
Lin Tian’s hesitation caused an inexplicable pang of sadness in Liou Qingcheng’s heart. Even if he said the answer she wanted to hear, so what? It was too forced.
She said disappointedly, "Think it over and come find me then. I’m tired and I’m going back first. Goodbye."
After speaking, Liou Qingcheng turned and jogged back to the dorm without looking back, leaving Lin Tian standing there with the umbrella.
"Sigh." Lin Tian sighed deeply. He put away the umbrella intending to return to the dorm, but then thought that the dorm would be empty anyway, so he decided to head home instead.
On the way, he kept thinking about the question Liou Qingcheng had asked, but still couldn’t come up with an answer.
Soon, Lin Tian was back at the villa he bought some time ago. He sat cross-legged in the hall and began cultivating again.
But the cultivation speed was not fast. At this rate, who knows how many years it would take to reach an intermediate-level martial artist.
He had been a junior martial artist for some time now, with significant improvements in speed, strength, and perception. If he had this kind of strength when stealing artifacts, time wouldn’t have been an issue, and perhaps Ye Feng wouldn’t have died.
Ultimately, he could only blame his lack of strength.
Therefore, Lin Tian became increasingly eager for power. Strength is everything.
To quickly improve his strength, other than cultivation, the most important thing is to have medicinal pills as an aid.
In the Tyrant Emperor’s Record, there were actually many recipes, but lacking the herbs made it difficult, like a clever housewife without rice.
Lin Tian took out his phone, found Chen Moxiang’s number, and dialed it.
Soon, the call connected.
"Oh, isn’t this the great master Lin? How come you have time to think of calling me?" Chen Moxiang teased on the other end of the line.
Lin Tian chuckled bitterly, "I’m calling to ask for your help."
"Tell me."
"Well, do you still have any of those herbs you gave me before?"
"No... Are you crazy? The stuff you need is aged ginseng, caterpillar fungus, where am I supposed to find so much of that? Last time I really went all out to get them. Why do you need so much? Are you that weak that you need these to supplement yourself?"
Chen Moxiang’s words left Lin Tian exasperated. Does this chick even know how to talk?
"If there’s none, I’ll hang up now," Lin Tian said.
"Wait... if you join the Security Management Institute, I can apply for these herbs for you, should be able to get several batches," Chen Moxiang said.
"Here we go again... I’m not interested."
Chen Moxiang sighed, "Okay, if you’re not interested, then forget it. But I heard recently there might be an auction held by ancient martial arts families. If you’re interested, you could check it out."
Intrigued, Lin Tian quickly asked, "Where?"
"I don’t know... I’ll help you find out for the time being. How are you going to thank me?"
Lin Tian thought for a moment, "Then I’ll give you another massage, guarantee you’ll feel good."
Upon hearing this, Chen Moxiang’s face and ears started to flush, remembering the embarrassing scene when Lin Tian gave her a massage. But this guy’s massages really did feel good.
"Okay... okay, don’t forget," Chen Moxiang agreed, hanging up the phone before Lin Tian could respond.
Lin Tian sneered inwardly. Helping with a massage is hardly a favor; it’s no loss for me, and I get to have some fun.
Of course, if Chen Moxiang knew this thought, he might end up in a lot of trouble.
Putting the phone down, Lin Tian closed his eyes, letting the spiritual qi circulate around the Golden Core, warming his entire body as if he were basking in sunlight.
The cultivation session lasted from noon until the next morning.
Lin Tian neither ate nor slept. The spiritual qi continuously circulated within his body during cultivation, keeping him energized, though his stomach was a bit hungry.
People sleep daily to recharge and let their organs rest. Spiritual qi served a similar function, offering a more effective recovery than sleep for each organ in the body.
As for food, it’s what sustains human energy. Not eating will lead to starvation. Of course, once Lin Tian reaches a certain level of strength, he won’t need food anymore.
But that kind of strength only exists in legends. Dao School has the Qi Eating Skill, but its effect is minimal and can’t replace food. Besides, such cultivation techniques have special methods, and without them, achievements are unattainable.
After finishing cultivation, Lin Tian stood up, stretched, and felt warm all over.
Through a day and night of cultivation, he could vaguely feel his strength improving, with the spiritual qi also growing denser.
Then, Lin Tian went to the bathroom to take a shower, changed into clean clothes, cooked a bowl of instant noodles, and headed for school after eating.
When he registered the day before, he already knew today marked the start of a week-long military training.
Upon arriving at school, Lin Tian received a call from Meng Nan. He urged Lin Tian to quickly get to the dorm to pick up his military training uniform, then hurry to the sports field, mentioning that being late would result in punishment.
Lin Tian wasn’t too concerned. After all, it was school, and the schedule wasn’t as strict as in the military. The assembly time was at eight, and Lin Tian glanced at the time, noticing it was only seven-thirty, so there was no need to rush.
What was truly troubling was how he would face Liou Qingcheng later on?