“Whew~ Since I’ve already learned and leveled up the Magic Arts, it’s time to go home and rest!”
Ling Xiaoyou hopped out of the training ground like a little girl who’d finished her summer homework, greeted Old Lady Li lying on the lounge chair, and then headed upstairs.
“Eh, Sister Ming, what are you up to?”
As soon as she stepped out from the stairway, Ling Xiaoyou saw Wang Mingji clutching a folder and hurrying by, so she asked curiously.
“Eh, Xiaoyou, you’re done already?”
Wang Mingji paused, looking at Ling Xiaoyou in surprise.
Not long ago, she’d heard from Hong Lingyan that Xiaoyou was practicing Magic Arts in the training ground, so she thought Xiaoyou would need more time.
She didn’t expect her to be done so quickly.
“Ehehe, well, Sister Ming, just think of me as a genius who learns and masters things super fast.”
Ling Xiaoyou scratched her little head and giggled.
She wasn’t lying!
If she counted the System as part of her own ability, then she really did learn the Magic Arts and master them quickly.
So saying she’s a genius wasn’t wrong at all!
“I see.”
Wang Mingji nodded knowingly, not doubting her.
She understood Ling Xiaoyou’s personality; she would never lie about something serious.
So even though Wang Mingji was surprised at how quickly Ling Xiaoyou mastered the Magic Arts, she didn’t think Xiaoyou was trying to slack off.
“By the way, Sister Ming, what are you hurrying off to do?”
Ling Xiaoyou recalled her earlier question, glanced at the folder in Wang Mingji’s hand, and asked curiously.
“I have to report something to Sister Hong.”
Wang Mingji waved the folder.
“Xiaoyou, do you remember the Intent Survey I asked you to fill out before?”
Ling Xiaoyou thought for a moment, then dug up the memory from a corner of her mind.
She clapped her little hands.
“Oh, I remember, it was an Intent Survey about willingness to participate in battles and various competitions, right?”
“That’s right.”
Wang Mingji nodded.
“It’s related to the upcoming United Exchange Tournament, so every staff member had to fill one out at the time.”
“United Exchange Tournament?”
Ling Xiaoyou tilted her head, curious about this “United Exchange Tournament” Wang Mingji mentioned.
“Yes, it’s…”
Wang Mingji was about to explain when the wall clock nearby chimed right on the hour.
She lowered her head, glanced at her wristwatch, and realized it was almost lunch break.
“Sorry, Xiaoyou, let’s talk next time. I need to hurry and deliver these documents to Sister Hong.”
Wang Mingji gave Ling Xiaoyou an apologetic smile, rubbed her little head, and quickly hurried toward Hong Lingyan’s office.
“Looks like Sister Ming really is in a rush.”
Ling Xiaoyou watched Wang Mingji’s back, who had accelerated with the Ghost’s trait, and murmured.
Then her expression turned odd.
“But even in a hurry, she didn’t forget to rub my head. Is my head really that comfortable to touch?”
Ling Xiaoyou reached out, placed her small hand on her own head, and rubbed her little head herself, confused.
“It feels pretty normal. Why do so many people like to rub my head?”
No matter how much she thought, Ling Xiaoyou couldn’t figure it out, so she simply gave up.
For things that make no sense, it’s best to let them go—that’s the secret to happiness every day!
Ah, if I could get Happy Points from myself, I’d probably be invincible in the world by now.
Thinking this, Ling Xiaoyou bounced out of the Ghostly Resentment Office like a cute little bunny and headed home.
***
On the other side, Wang Mingji hurried to the door of Hong Lingyan’s office, quickly straightened her slightly disheveled hair and uniform, and then knocked on the door.
After getting permission, she pushed the door open and entered.
Hong Lingyan’s office didn’t match the modern decor of the rest of the building; instead, it was like a red-lacquered wooden house bearing the weight of the Ghostly Grievance Department, with a touch of antique charm.
As the pleasant scent of incense tickled her nose, Wang Mingji walked to Hong Lingyan’s desk and placed the folder beside her as she was handling paperwork.
Hong Lingyan paused her work, picked up the folder, and flipped it open.
“Are these the Intent Surveys of all staff qualified to participate in the exchange tournament?”
She asked casually.
“Yes, Sister Hong.”
Wang Mingji nodded.
“All Intent Surveys of staff with Ghost Age under a hundred are here.”
Hong Lingyan nodded, flipping through the documents.
Suddenly, she stopped, her gaze lingering thoughtfully on one page.
Wang Mingji, curious, quietly stepped closer to see what she was looking at.
Then she understood why Hong Lingyan had paused.
Because it was Ling Xiaoyou’s Intent Survey.
“This child Xiaoyou wrote, ‘If making others happy is possible, then I’m willing to participate.’”
Hong Lingyan chuckled helplessly.
“It really feels like the innocent honesty of a little kid. But from the wording, if you didn’t know her, you might think she gains some benefit from others’ happiness.”
“Xiaoyou has always been like that, always wanting to bring joy and happiness to others.”
Wang Mingji also smiled softly.
“Yes, that’s why she’s always so lovable.”
Hong Lingyan smiled, continuing to read Ling Xiaoyou’s Intent Survey.
After finishing, Hong Lingyan pondered for a while, then looked at Wang Mingji and asked:
“By the way, for this tournament, the Human Realm’s participants are from the Bai Family, Wang Clan, Xue Clan, and outstanding new generation rogue cultivators, right?”
“Yes, this exchange tournament aims for young people from both worlds to share cultivation and battle skills, so most of the Human Realm’s participants are under thirty.”
Wang Mingji nodded.
“Hmm…”
Hearing this, Hong Lingyan pinched her smooth chin, deep in thought.
Since it’s a tournament, it’s not just for exchange—it’s also a chance to showcase one’s younger generation to other powers.
If that’s the case, the Bai Family would probably send Bai Shuanglian to participate.
So should I also send Xiaoyou over?
Of course, not for the battle, but so she can spend more time with Bai Shuanglian.
After all, young people naturally want to deepen their relationships with their girlfriends.
But since their statuses are different, such opportunities are rare.
So as a responsible guardian, it’s up to me to create good chances for them to get closer!
Thinking this, a faint smile appeared on Hong Lingyan’s lips, and in her mind, Ling Xiaoyou’s name was already on the list of tournament participants.
No need to thank me, Xiaoyou. This is just what Sister Ling should do!