Chapter 64: Private Bathroom Sister Talk—Girls' Envy!
Lin Qingmo and Xiao Wu arrived in front of a standalone wooden cabin.
The cabin was located at the very back of the dormitory area, close to a small grove of trees. The surroundings were quiet and peaceful.
Outside was a small courtyard, where various flowers and plants had been planted.
Inside, the space was divided into a bedroom, a living room, and a kitchen. Though simple and crude, it was still fairly clean.
The only downside was that there was no private bathroom—bathing still required going to the communal bathhouse.
"The academy's funds are tight, so there's really nothing we can do. These are the conditions for now—just make do with it, you two."
Dai Mubai felt a little embarrassed as he said this.
Shrek Academy claimed to be an advanced soul master academy, yet it looked poorer than even a basic soul master academy.
Not to mention the Mimicry Training Grounds that all other advanced academies possessed—something completely impossible to have in a rundown place like Shrek Academy.
Lin Qingmo didn't really mind. For him, as long as there was a place to live, it was good enough.
"It's acceptable. This place will do."
With that, Lin Qingmo made his decision and casually tossed a small pouch of gold soul coins to Dai Mubai.
After catching the money pouch, Dai Mubai turned around and went to assign dormitories to the others.
Before long, the dormitory arrangements were finished.
As Dai Mubai left, he couldn't help but glance back at Zhu Zhuqing a few times.
Unfortunately, the girl in black never once looked at him. From start to finish, she simply walked straight into the girls' dormitory.
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Inside the wooden cabin.
Xiao Wu excitedly bounced around, like a little rabbit that had just discovered a new territory.
"Ah Qing! This place may be a bit rundown, but once we clean it up, it'll feel really cozy!"
Especially since she was living together with Ah Qing—there was no way it could feel bad.
She ran to the window and pushed it open.
Sunlight poured in, instantly brightening the entire room.
"It's just me and Ah Qing, no one to disturb us, hehe~."
Watching her cheerful expression, the corners of Lin Qingmo's mouth lifted as well.
"As long as you like it."
He reached out and rubbed her head, his eyes filled with affection.
"Go wash up and get ready to rest."
"Mm!"
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Inside the communal women's bathhouse, hot steam swirled everywhere, making it nearly impossible to clearly see the person across from you.
Zhu Zhuqing gently removed her outer clothing.
Good heavens—her figure was truly something else. Her well-proportioned, graceful curves appeared and disappeared within the mist.
Especially the astonishing fullness at the front.
There was a saying: "If you lower your head and can't see your toes, that's peerless beauty." It described her perfectly.
Even she felt a little embarrassed when she glanced down at herself.
"My god!"
Ning Rongrong's eyes went wide as she stared at Zhu Zhuqing without blinking, unable to stop herself from blurting it out.
"Zhuqing, you—how on earth did you grow like this?!"
As she spoke, she subconsciously lowered her head to look at herself.
"Quick, tell me—what do you usually eat? Or do you have some secret method? Sister, share it already!"
Her tone was full of envy, jealousy, and burning curiosity.
She was already very pretty, but her figure was the one thing she wasn't satisfied with.
"T-There's no secret… I was just born this way."
Zhu Zhuqing felt her cheeks heat up under the stare and hurriedly pulled her clothes together with her hands.
After a brief pause, she added helplessly in a softer voice:
"Actually, sometimes it's quite troublesome."
"When training or fighting, if my movements are too big, it always feels inconvenient—things keep bouncing around."
"Inconvenient? Oh, come on!"
Ning Rongrong rolled her eyes dramatically, spreading her hands with an expression of mock exasperation.
"Comrade Zhu Zhuqing, do you know this is a textbook case of showing off? So many people dream of having conditions like yours, and here you are complaining!"
Xiao Wu also curiously leaned over, her gaze lingering briefly on Zhu Zhuqing.
Then she lowered her head to look at herself—not exactly flat, but still far behind Zhu Zhuqing by comparison.
With innocent confusion on her face, she tugged on Ning Rongrong's sleeve and asked in a small voice:
"Rongrong, do boys really like someone like Zhuqing?"
The moment Ning Rongrong heard that, her eyes spun, and a mischievous grin immediately appeared on her lips.
She leaned close to Xiao Wu's ear, covered her mouth with her hand, and whispered a short stream of words.
"Let me tell you—based on my years of observation and theoretical analysis, boys, as visual creatures…"
The exact contents of the whisper couldn't be heard clearly, but it was definitely nothing "proper."
"Ah—!"
Xiao Wu couldn't help but let out a small cry. Her entire face flushed bright red in an instant, even the tips of her ears turning pink.
Embarrassed, she immediately covered her face with both hands, toes curling against the floor as her muffled voice slipped out from between her fingers.
"Rongrong! Y-You—what nonsense are you talking about?! How can you say things like that so casually!"
"Hahaha!"
Ning Rongrong laughed so hard she bent over, nearly bringing herself to tears.
"How is that nonsense? This is the truth backed by research! If you don't believe me, ask Zhuqing—see whether she dares to deny it!"
Zhu Zhuqing had naturally heard those "wolfish" words as well. Her ears turned slightly red, and she awkwardly shifted her gaze away.
Yet inside her heart, it was like boiling water, bubbling nonstop.
On the surface, she was shy over the sisters' playful banter, but her mind was racing.
Lin Qingmo… Xiao Wu…
Those two names once again became the center of her thoughts.
Xiao Wu called Lin Qingmo "Ah Qing," and Xiao Wu's martial soul was a rabbit.
This overlapped heavily with the information that Ah Qing had once mentioned in the chat group.
Could it be that this innocent, easily blushing Xiao Wu really was the transformed form of the hundred-thousand-year soul beast, the Soft Bone Rabbit, that Ah Qing had talked about?
But looking at her every movement and expression, she seemed no different from an ordinary human girl.
The most outrageous part was—
She was actually in a relationship with Lin Qingmo.
A hundred-thousand-year soul beast dating a human boy?
That was just too absurd.
Even on the Douluo Continent, it sounded unbelievable.
Zhu Zhuqing silently complained to herself.
It felt like she had accidentally stumbled upon some earth-shattering secret.
Inside the standalone dormitory at Shrek Academy.
Lin Qingmo was sprawled casually across the bed.
His fingers tapped lightly on a virtual light screen that only he could see.
The chat group was lively.
He casually shared what he had seen at the academy that day.
Especially his impressions after meeting several of the original Shrek Seven Devils.
At the same time, he briefly described his battle with the Soul Saint Zhao Wuji earlier that day.
Not long after—
"Ah Qing, I'm done washing!"
A clear, crisp voice came from the doorway, interrupting Lin Qingmo's thoughts.
Xiao Wu pushed the door open and walked in.
She was wearing pink cotton rabbit pajamas, looking soft and adorable.
Her long hair draped over her shoulders, still a bit fluffy from being freshly dried.
Yet crystal-clear droplets of water slid down her fair, slender neck, quietly disappearing into the depths of her collar.
Fresh from a bath.
Her cheeks carried a healthy flush.
Her eyes were moist and bright, as if covered by a thin layer of mist.
She looked fresh and alluring—like a freshly picked peach, still carrying dewdrops.
Lin Qingmo stared for a moment, slightly dazed, his gaze unconsciously following her movements.
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End of Chapter