Chapter 152: Giving You Another Chance to Speak (3k8)
The first semester of university, Jiang Cheng didn’t want to be too aloof. He aimed to try blending in with the group.
Liu Qing seemed to not have heard, lying on her side seductively on her lounging chair, not uttering a word.
Her graceful jade-like body revealed enchanting curves, resembling the undulating ridges of a mysterious mountain range, tantalizing to the mind yet unreachable.
Seeing that Liu Qing ignored him, with his Snake Tongue at level ten, how could Jiang Cheng not understand her meaning?
Snake Tongue language:
Okay = Good.
Hmm = Fine.
Oh = not so good, but alright.
Nodding without speaking = acceptable.
Not nodding, not speaking = unwilling.
Not looking, not nodding, not speaking = you try and see what happens.
Jiang Cheng swallowed nervously. Liu Qing was a Mahayana realm cultivator, she couldn’t possibly fail to hear what he said.
Her pretense of not hearing was a clear message: I’ll pretend I didn’t hear what you just said, giving you a chance to speak again.
“Liu Qing, I am planning to sleep in the dormitory tonight,” Jiang Cheng repeated, steeling himself.
He really didn’t want to detach himself from the group right at the start of university.
Not counting internships in the fourth year, there were still at least three years of college life left.
After all, he had to cultivate relationships with other students, right?
Liu Qing still “didn’t hear.”
“I’ll deliver lunch and dinner to you on time every day,” Jiang Cheng raised the stakes.
“I won’t stay at school for too long. I still need to come back to cultivate, and that portable Spirit Gathering Array will definitely be kept at home,” Jiang Cheng raised the stakes again.
“I’ll come home to sleep on the weekends,” Jiang Cheng added a third time.
“Here.” Jiang Cheng increased the stakes for the fourth time, taking out a palm-sized small puppet.
Liu Qing’s attention was finally captured by the puppet, and she deigned to glance at Jiang Cheng.
Jiang Cheng breathed a sigh of relief and showed her his creation.
“I modified this little toy with an Intelligent Puppet Talisman. It doesn’t have a name yet, but its function includes short-distance video calls. Although the image isn’t very clear, there’s another feature…”
Jiang Cheng took out another small puppet identical to the first.
He waved the arm of the puppet in his hand, and the other puppet also lifted its arm, mimicking the same motion.
“Do you want to try it?” Jiang Cheng offered the small puppet to Liu Qing.
Jiang Cheng understood why Liu Qing was reluctant for him to stay in the dorms.
In human society, Liu Qing had only him as a friend. If he were to leave her, then she would truly be left with nothing.
Liu Qing hesitated, but finally took the small puppet Jiang Cheng handed to her.
She tried moving the arm of the puppet, and sure enough, the one in Jiang Cheng’s hand mirrored the action.
Liu Qing continued to move the puppet’s arm, and the other little puppet started to punch and kick Jiang Cheng mercilessly.
“Is it fun?” Jiang Cheng asked.
“Not fun,” Liu Qing said petulantly.
She claimed it wasn’t fun, but she was actually holding it tightly and had no intention of letting go.
Jiang Cheng explained patiently, “I need to attend university, and then I can qualify for joining an Immortal Sect. Only then can I raise my cultivation level high, and only then can I have lots and lots of time, where I can do whatever I want, go wherever I want.”
“Mount Tian?” she asked.
“If you want me to go there, I will definitely go,” Jiang Cheng assured her.
Liu Qing’s beautiful eyes flickered, her white teeth lightly biting her pink lips as she lay back down on the lounging chair.
Jiang Cheng said to her back, “I won’t be coming back to sleep tonight.”
Liu Qing hugged the small puppet, her delicate body on the lounging chair curling up slightly.
“By the way, the puppet’s video calling can be left on all night. I forgot to tell you just now,” Jiang Cheng added.
“Oh.”
“So I won’t come back tonight?”
Liu Qing took out a communication talisman.
“I will pick up straight away,” Jiang Cheng promised.
“Oh.”
“Not coming back?” Jiang Cheng continued to probe.
“Mm.”
Snake nodded gently.
Jiang Cheng breathed a huge sigh of relief.
If he hadn’t prepared the little puppet to mollify Snake in advance, he might have had to completely isolate himself from his peers during his three years of university because of her.
Apart from being overly dependent on friends and disliking being alone, Snake didn’t really have other flaws.
At least she was extremely emotionally stable and wasn’t going to eat him in one bite.
In any case, Jiang Cheng was very satisfied with the Mahayana realm employee he hired with three thousand low-grade Spirit Stones.
After all, most of the time, it was Jiang Cheng who ordered her around.
Although on very rare occasions it might be the other way round, it was already an exceptionally good deal.
While Jiang Cheng was cajoling Snake, in dormitory 316 of block number seven at Lotus University, three impressive individuals had already gathered.
Ding Guangming, tall and skinny from Jingzhou, from a local influential family, with a Qi cultivation of the eighth layer, a half-step Talisman Master. Entered school with a recommendation letter.
Song Junsheng, handsome and dignified from Capital, well-off family background, with a Qi cultivation of the sixth layer, a first-rank Talisman Master. Entered school with a recommendation letter.
Zhu Hongcai, sturdy young man from a region near Capital, parents wealthy, with a Qi cultivation of the seventh layer, able to use talismans. Enrolled with a hefty sum of Spirit Stones.
Freshmen, always easy to talk to, and soon Ding, Song, and Zhu became well-acquainted.
Ding Guangming looked at his two new roommates curiously, asking, “What do you plan to do in the future?”
Song Junsheng smiled, “Draw talismans, what else?”
“Dreams, like any dreams or something?”
Song Junsheng thought a moment and said, “My family is a Talisman Master noble house from Liang Kingdom. Coming to Lotus University, mainly I want to compare the Immortal Sect’s talismans with my family’s. To see which is stronger or weaker.”
“Cool!” Ding Guangming immediately gave a thumbs up, then said, “You must be pretty good at drawing talismans, right?”
Song Junsheng smiled modestly, “So-so. In a few months, I plan to attempt to reach second-rank Talisman Master. But my talents are too weak compared to my grandfather. He was already a second-rank by the time he was eighteen.”