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This time, Zhan Wuya entered seclusion for more than four months. He was only temporarily interrupted on the day Yu Huang broke through to the Grand Master realm. After Yu Huang successfully broke through and left the training area, Zhan Wuya continued to enter seclusion.
Zhan Wuya had previously completed five months of monthly missions in one go. Seeing that his seclusion time was about to end, he could only leave the training area.
He planned to go to the announcement hall to receive the monthly Mission Card. After completing the mission, he would continue his seclusion.
Coincidentally, Ye Qingyang came out of the space-time tunnel and was about to go to the announcement hall when he received Zhan Xiaoya’s message.
Zhan Xiaoya’s profile picture was her 1 x 1 inch photo.
The photo magnified Zhan Xiaoya’s face infinitely, so the centipede scar on Zhan Xiaoya’s face was clearly visible.
As Zhan Wuya stared at the portrait, he fell silent. He was actually a little afraid of receiving Zhan Xiaoya’s message.
Knowing that the rib in his body belonged to Zhan Xiaoya and that Zhan Xiaoya was disfigured because of him, Zhan Wuya felt guilty towards Zhan Xiaoya. After understanding Zhan Xiaoya’s feelings for him, Zhan Wuya didn’t know how to face her anymore.
Being indebted to someone was the most difficult thing to deal with.
After hesitating for a moment, Zhan Wuya clicked on the message.
After reading the message, Zhan Wuya was relieved to find out that Zhan Xiaoya only contacted him in order to help Yu Huang and Sheng Xiao.
[I’ll be there in five minutes.]
After replying to this message, Zhan Wuya walked towards Miracle Square at the front of the teaching area.
At this moment, there were not many people in Miracle Square. Thus, Zhan Wuya immediately saw the three people sitting on the stairs below the statue. When the other students that were gathered in the square to chat or passed by noticed Zhan Wuya, they all looked at him.
Zhan Wuya was already used to being the center of attention.
Thus, he walked towards the three of them calmly.
When Sheng Xiao and the others noticed Zhan Wuya too, the three of them stood up at the same time.
“Sheng Xiao, Yu Huang.” After greeting the two of them, Zhan Wuya lowered his head and nodded at Zhan Xiaoya. “Senior Sister Xiaoya.”
When Zhan Xiaoya sensed that Zhan Wuya was keeping his distance, she asked him coldly, “Am I disturbing you?”
“No, I just finished my seclusion today.” Zhan Wuya looked at Sheng Xiao and asked, “Do you want to know about Sheng Pinghui?”
Upon hearing this, Sheng Xiao asked Zhan Wuya, “Sheng Pinghui was my grandfather. He died 170 years ago. I wonder if your senior’s information matches my grandfather’s?”
“Sheng Pinghui did die 170 years ago.”
After Zhan Wuya looked around, he said to Sheng Xiao and the others, “If there’s nothing urgent, why don’t we go back to the lake island to talk?”
“Alright then.”
After the four of them returned to the dormitory together, Zhan Xiaoya took the initiative to suggest, “Wuya, I don’t know much about Sheng Pinghui, so I won’t follow you guys. I’ll go back to the dormitory first.”
Zhan Wuya nodded. “Alright.”
After watching Zhan Xiaoya leave, Zhan Wuya brought Yu Huang and the others onto the cruise ship that headed towards the lake island villa.
Zhan Wuya brought Yu Huang and the others to his villa.
Zhan Wuya lived in Villa No. 100. His house was on the east side of the lake island, while Yu Huang and the others lived in Villa No. 1000 on the west side of the lake island, so they were on two completely opposite sides.
The villas here all had the same renovation style, but the interior design was slightly different. There was no screening room or guest room on the first floor of Zhan Wuya’s house. The place that should have been the guest room was made into a library, and the screening room was made into a training room.
Zhan Wuya’s villa had clearly been renovated. All the sofas in the room were black and white. The design was simple but stylish.
“Please sit down. I’ll make you guys a cup of snowflake tea.”
“Thank you.”
As Yu Huang and Sheng Xiao sat side by side on a black cloth sofa, Sheng Xiao lowered his head and thought about the Succubus Witch while Yu Huang sized up the furnishings in Zhan Wuya’s house. She noticed that the walls of Zhan Wuya’s house were pure white. There were two ink-style calligraphy paintings hanging on the wall. One of the paintings had childish handwriting. On it, there was a moth struggling on the verge of death.
She stared at the moth, whose wings had clearly been broken, but was trying its best to flap its wings. She couldn’t help but take a few more glances.
Soon, Zhan Wuya brought a tray to the living room.
There were two snow-white teacups on the black tray. The tea in the cups was clear and there was an ice crystal-colored snowflake floating in the water. After Zhan Wuya handed the tea on the left to Yu Huang first, he handed the other tea to Sheng Xiao.
Zhan Wuya told them, “The Snowflake Grass is a Spirit Grass unique to the War God Clan. Its roots and leaves are completely black, but every year, when spring returns to the earth, a crystal clear snow-white flower will bloom. Drinking snowflake tea over the long term can cleanse the filth in one’s body.”
A gentle expression suddenly appeared on Zhan Wuya’s face as he said, “Since I was young, my mentor has always asked me to drink more Snowflake Grass. I think that perhaps my rapid cultivation speed all these years is due to the effects of this snowflake tea.”
Upon hearing this, Sheng Xiao picked up the snowflake tea and took a sip. He realized that the tea was slightly cool and sweet, but after it entered his stomach, his throat felt soothed and he felt more relaxed. He praised, “This is good tea.” After Sheng Xiao put down the teacup, he noticed that Yu Huang was about to drink the tea. Sheng Xiao suddenly stopped Yu Huang, then he asked Zhan Wuya, “Can pregnant women drink this tea?”
Zhan Wuya’s first reaction was confusion, but he quickly understood what Sheng Xiao meant.
He looked at Yu Huang in shock and asked, “Yu Huang, you’re pregnant?”
Yu Huang lowered her eyes and nodded with a blush.
Zhan Wuya first congratulated them before saying, “Don’t worry, snowflake tea is also beneficial to pregnant women, so you can drink as much as you want.”
Sheng Xiao let go of Yu Huang’s hand.
After Yu Huang finished the cup of tea, she suddenly pointed at the moth painting on the wall and asked Zhan Wuya, “That painting looks very special. It must have been painted by a famous artist.”
Zhan Wuya looked in the direction Yu Huang was pointing at.
Seeing that Yu Huang was talking about the moth painting, Zhan Wuya told Yu Huang, “That’s my mentor’s painting.” After Zhan Wuya stood up and walked to the wall, he raised his head and looked at the painting as he explained in a low voice, “During that period of time, I was confused and had doubts about myself. I couldn’t find a clear direction for my future path. My mentor knew that I had reached a bottleneck, so he drew a painting of a moth seeking death to tell me not to be dejected, since even a dying moth wants to flap its wings and soar through the heavens, let alone a human.”
“This painting inspired me to come this far, so it has extraordinary meaning to me. Although it’s not from a famous painter, it’s a famous painting to me.”
Upon hearing this, Sheng Xiao praised sincerely, “Prime Emperor Jiuxiao is so considerate.”
Yu Huang pursed her lips tightly and didn’t say anything. She only stared at the painting without blinking.
After Zhan Wuya returned to the sofa and sat down, he told them about Sheng Pinghui.
