“Cough, cough, it went pretty smoothly.”
Ling Xiaoyou subconsciously glanced toward Bai Shuanglian.
Seeing the latter reviewing Xiaoyu’s cultivation homework with a normal expression, she whispered quietly.
“Then keep it up, Sister Xiaoyou! You must defeat the terrible Great Demon King!”
Xiaoyu’s little face was full of seriousness.
It was as if she truly treated Bai Shuanglian as the Great Demon King, while she was the Saintess of the Church giving encouragement to the Hero.
This attitude made Ling Xiaoyou, the ‘Hero’ herself, feel a bit helpless.
She wondered if this girl had been repressed at school for too long, causing her middle schooler energy to explode at night.
“Alright, alright, I’ll do my best. Xiaoyu, you should hurry over to your Sister Bai. There seem to be many problems with your homework.”
Ling Xiaoyou rubbed Xiaoyu’s head helplessly and pointed at the notebook Bai Shuanglian was holding.
One could see the hand gripping the edge of the notebook was tightening slightly, and the atmosphere seemed to have turned quite gloomy.
Seeing this, Xiaoyu instinctively shrunk her neck and looked at Ling Xiaoyou for help, but she only received a helpless shrug that said, ‘I can’t do anything.’
Thus, Xiaoyu could only reluctantly move her feet one step at a time, as if the ground were a swamp.
She slowly arrived at Bai Shuanglian’s side, and then…
She went through quite an ordeal.
Of course, Bai Shuanglian was not the type of person who would use corporal punishment on students, nor would she say harsh words to Xiaoyu.
She would only patiently explain the mistakes over and over again and correct Xiaoyu with a gentle attitude.
But instead, this made Xiaoyu suffer even more.
Making a mistake meant disappointing Bai Shuanglian.
Even if Bai Shuanglian didn’t show such an expression or emotion, the thought ‘I’ve let such a gentle teacher like Sister Bai Shuanglian down; I am truly sinful!’ would always pop into her head.
Basically, anyone with a conscience would feel guilty because of this, let alone Xiaoyu, who was still young and easily influenced by emotions.
So, at times like this, she felt incredibly miserable, her heart filled with guilt for disappointing Bai Shuanglian.
Bai Shuanglian naturally didn’t understand Xiaoyu’s thoughts.
After all, the onlooker sees most of the game, while the player is blind.
She thought Xiaoyu’s pained expression was just because studying was too boring.
Only Ling Xiaoyou, the bystander, roughly understood the true nature of the situation.
However, there was nothing she could do.
She couldn’t exactly go up and grade the homework herself, could she?
Putting aside whether she had the patience to correct a student’s mistakes, what she learned was not compatible with what Xiaoyu learned.
She was a spirit, after all.
Even if most cultivation knowledge was similar for both humans and ghosts, there were still differences!
That single difference was enough to cause a Cultivator to suffer a cultivation deviation!
So, she could only watch Xiaoyu suffer and silently pray for her, hoping she would finish learning the basic knowledge soon.
***
“Goodbye, sisters…”
Perhaps because she was too exhausted after a round of studying, even Xiaoyu’s voice as she waved goodbye to the two of them sounded weak and listless.
Ling Xiaoyou glanced at Xiaoyu, who was still leaning against the windowsill waving at them.
Given the volume, her voice probably wouldn’t be heard by Aunt Liu, who was still helping take care of her.
After walking for a while, the two of them arrived at that dense forest.
In the past, at this time, Ling Xiaoyou would have already begun preparing to train those Magic Arts.
Today, however, she didn’t plan on training Magic Arts.
Instead, she intended to jump straight into the practical combat phase.
Having engaged in real combat with Bai Shuanglian every night recently, although she kept losing, Ling Xiaoyou’s progress was obvious.
After losing the match last night, Ling Xiaoyou went home and thought for a long time.
An idea had emerged in her mind, making her impatient to start the combat training session with Bai Shuanglian today.
What about the Yang Flame resistance training?
Ling Xiaoyou had already completed that.
Now, as long as she wasn’t burned by Yang Flame used by a Cultivator many cultivation realms higher than herself, it basically felt like a gentle breeze against her face; she felt nothing!
Moreover, because of this, her resistance to fire Magic Arts had also become much stronger.
Since she wasn’t even afraid of Yang Flame anymore, why would she fear mere ordinary fire?
Although it was a bit of a shame she couldn’t taste that tingling and comfortable sensation anymore, Ling Xiaoyou was still very happy with such results!
“Are we starting the practical combat phase directly today?”
After hearing Ling Xiaoyou’s words, Bai Shuanglian thought for a moment and then nodded, agreeing, “Very well. Your Magic Arts have actually been trained quite well, Xiaoyou. Starting practical combat now is fine.”
Saying this, Bai Shuanglian paused, looking as if she wanted to say something but hesitated.
Seeing this, Ling Xiaoyou tilted her little head curiously, not understanding what Bai Shuanglian wanted to say.
But Bai Shuanglian just chuckled and shook her head.
Then, she gently stroked Ling Xiaoyou’s little head and said, “Then let’s head to the Ice Lake.”
“Mhm!” Ling Xiaoyou nodded her little head repeatedly.
The Flying Sword was very fast.
It didn’t take long before the two of them arrived at the center of the Ice Lake.
Ling Xiaoyou left Bai Shuanglian’s embrace, skillfully jumped off the Flying Sword, and looked at this Ice Lake that had witnessed many of their battles.
Currently, because Bai Shuanglian specifically reinforced it every day, even in hot weather and under the scorching sun during the day, the Ice Lake showed no signs of melting.
According to Bai Shuanglian, it wasn’t just because of her daily reinforcements.
It was also because Ling Xiaoyou’s water currents were mixed into the lake, combined with Bai Shuanglian’s freezing and solidification.
This allowed the Ice Lake to contain some of their Spirit Power, which kept it frozen without melting.
Ling Xiaoyou looked around, found the position she usually chose, and then walked over to stand still.
She looked at Bai Shuanglian and shouted, “I’m ready, Bai Shuanglian! You hurry up, too!”
Bai Shuanglian nodded.
Holding the Ice-Blue Longsword, she went to the other end of the Ice Lake, taking a position facing Ling Xiaoyou from a distance.
Seeing that Bai Shuanglian was in place, Ling Xiaoyou nodded her little head and then reached out her small hand, lightly snapping her fingers.
Immediately, dark clouds abruptly appeared in the sky, completely obscuring the stars and the bright moon of the night.
It was as if even the stars and the moon were not allowed to watch this battle between the two.
Ling Xiaoyou swiped at the dark clouds in the sky that covered dozens of miles around.
As if wiping away a layer of obstruction, in just an instant, a rainstorm fell from the sky with a momentum that seemed to wash away the mortal world!