Yu Zhúlín listened, and he listened well. He seemed to have some few things in mind already when Zhi Ruo turned her head to look at his expression. The deep creases of contemplation on his face was a deep contrast to what kind of expression he usually wore. It caught Zhi Ruo's eyes, but she did not find it displeasing at all. She almost found it relieving that even like Yu Zhúlín could have such expression on his face. That's right, this is what a senior brother's face should look like, Zhi Ruo could not help but thought. It wasn't until she saw that her grandfather's attention went back at her did she raise her head to look at her grandfather in question. "That goes the same for you, you can also look for your grandfather if you want anything." The patriarch said with a soft smile. Zhi Ruo might have not noticed it, however Ravel certainly did. And he found it amusing that the two people in the room pretended to not see the doting look on the otherwise strict patriarch's face.

Yuan Chuanli quietly scoffed, but even after Zhi Ruo heard his clear, but otherwise silent contempt, she did not care, nor did she have any spare energy to care. Rather, she focused her attention to her grandfather who caughed and gave Yuan Chuanli a disapproving but amused look. The young miss has an inkling that her grandfather was already half expecting this kind of treatment. The more Zhi Ruo payed attention to the general feeling that Yuan Chuanli was giving off, the more she realized that he held the same contempt that Tiān Dì held for her when she entered the Sighted Valley. She may not like nor care about that sleazy looking senior brother of hers, however, she will not deny the fact that she will move upon further provoked. Zhi Ruo steadied her demeanor, and met her grandfather's amused look with a even expression hidden underneath that mask of hers. Seeing Zhi Ruo's calm demeanor, the Patriarch could not help but reveal a amused smile. And Yuan Chuanli who was waiting fo

The girl slipped inside her room, its size a stark contrast to her last visit. Perhaps it was because she wasn't treated the same as the other contestants this time. Back then, they were all contestants borrowing an aircraft, and the common rooms provided were identical, spartan affairs befitting their temporary status. However, since the tournament was over, she obviously wasn't treated as a contestant anymore. Instead, she was now an owner of this very aircraft, and the best accommodations were naturally reserved for her. The spacious room, adorned with fine silks and gleaming jade accents, spoke volumes of her status. A subtle scent of sandalwood and jasmine lingered in the air, that told Zhi Ruo that the whole thing was meticulously prepared just for her.Zhi Ruo however, with her meager realm (as of now) felt that the room was suffocating from the moment that she stepped inside the room. It was oppressive and suffocating. Like it was like hot water painfully and forcefully

The contrast between the sinister illumination and her otherwise delicate features was unsettling, transforming her beauty into something otherworldly and ominous. Yet, despite the darkness that seemed to envelop her, a bright and unmistakable glee radiated from her eyes, a stark reminder of the twisted delight she took in her newfound power. As the arcane symbols pulsed with energy, she could feel the slave contract, which her master had so casually taught her, slowly weaving its way into the deepest recesses of her mind."It was worth all the whining I did," Zhi Ruo muttered under her breath, her voice tinged with a mix of satisfaction and lingering embarrassment. With a deliberate and confident motion, she reached out and clutched the sapling in her hands, feeling the life force pulsing beneath its delicate bark. The connate Qi that had been swirling chaotically around the room moments ago now responded to her touch with an almost reverent obedience. No longer did it spread out ra

My back straightened instinctively, a subtle tremor running through my hands as I stood among the sea of petals. The air was thick with the fragrance of flowers, in its own way, it was almost eerie. Each delicate bloom seemed to pulse with life, amplifying the excitement I could barely contain. If Ravel was here to see my expression, he would have called me a lunatic despite his upbringing.Still, it would have been weird if I wasn't excited upon receiving such a huge landfall. The realization that I could wield a law without ever fully mastering it was nothing short of incredible. It wasn't just any law either—it was one that felt deeply familiar, intricately woven into my life through the teachings of my master. The humm in my consciousness made me realize the true potential of the petals around me.But the excitement soon faded, the initial rush of wonder slipping away as the petals around me vanished at my command. With just a single thought, they retreated, condensing into a su