Every flower has its own season… Lu Qingchuan knew Su Yingsnow was trying to comfort him.

“I can’t see through Teacher Lu Chuning.” Luo Qingchuan shook his head.

Su Yingsnow smiled faintly. “She really is mysterious. Like, how old is she, exactly?”

The two of them entered the small classroom.

Only two desks stood on the floor inside.

The room was spacious, as if it had been converted from something else. It had a small lectern and a modest blackboard.

Su Yingsnow sat before one desk, then happily lay across it. She tilted her head toward Luo Qingchuan.

“We’re classmates now.” Her eyes sparkled, and the corners of her lips lifted.

Her pupils shimmered like diamonds.

Without thinking, she stared at Luo Qingchuan. The girl observed the person she liked from a different angle.

The longer she looked, the redder her face became. Her gaze grew increasingly dazed.

It feels a little far… Su Yingsnow thought.

She stood up in silence.

The girl moved her chair aside and lightly tapped the desk with her slender index finger.

The desk floated into the air.

Under Luo Qingchuan’s astonished gaze, it drifted over beside him. The two desks in the small classroom fit perfectly together.

Su Yingsnow sat beside Luo Qingchuan, beaming. “We’re desk mates again!”

Luo Qingchuan only smiled.

Tap. Tap. Tap.

Elegant footsteps slowly approached.

The two of them looked toward the doorway.

A young girl came in.

Teacher Lu Chuning studied Luo Qingchuan and Su Yingsnow beside him. Then she suddenly felt a chill around her feet.

Luo Qingchuan had looked toward her delicate feet without meaning to.

The girl’s calves were pale, soft, and graceful beneath her skirt. Lu Chuning had a youthful face, yet her figure was breathtakingly alluring.

Her gorgeous features were so beautiful that Luo Qingchuan nearly cried from being moved.

Luo Qingchuan felt slightly relieved.

No matter what, he now knew the little demoness’s weakness.

The only problem was that attacking Lu Chuning’s weakness would be rather difficult…

Lu Chuning seemed to notice his gaze. She shot him a resentful glare.

Then her slender figure quickly crossed to the lectern. Her little feet, wearing short heels, hid themselves away.

Lu Chuning had changed into a new dress. A ribbon still circled her delicate white neck.

Her thick black hair fell loose down her back. Two slender, adorable twin ponytails hung over her shoulders.

The girl’s small hands slapped the desk twice.

“Student Luo, Student Su, the first lesson is formally an assessment of your current cultivation stages. I’ll guide you afterward.”

Lu Chuning smiled elegantly and glanced at Su Yingsnow, who was sitting properly.

“Student Su, you’ve reached Foundation Establishment. I feel like you could already enter the Pathseeker Rankings.”

“You’d surely become famous. You might even compete for first place.”

Su Yingsnow shook her head and smiled sweetly. “I don’t like becoming famous.”

Lu Chuning silently nodded her little head.

Then she looked toward Luo Qingchuan.

For a moment, the little girl didn’t know what to say.

Lu Chuning let out an almost imperceptible little hmph.

“Student Luo, did you read the *Cloudscript Scripture of Clarity* I sent you?”

Luo Qingchuan obediently nodded. “Teacher Luchu Ning, I read it carefully. But I’m naturally slow-witted and haven’t comprehended it yet.”

“Mm.”

Lu Chuning’s beautiful eyes were as deep and silent as the sea.

“You’re currently cultivating the most widespread *Qi Swallowing into the Body Art*. You should switch over sooner rather than later.”

Luo Qingchuan smiled faintly. “This disciple will cultivate diligently and won’t let you down.”

I never expected anything from you…

Lu Chuning wanted to say that, but after glancing at Su Yingsnow, she held it back.

In everyone else’s eyes, there had to be some hidden reason why Lu Chuning had chosen Luo Qingchuan as her disciple.

What a hassle.

But then…

Lu Chuning parted her cherry-red lips and suddenly said, “There’s something I can tell you in advance.”

The girl took her phone from her skirt pocket and began scrolling carefully.

“After some time, a super-large cultivation academy will be established. But that’s something for later.”

“As for now, a new student will soon transfer into the Pathseeker Class at your school.”

Su Yingsnow listened quietly. Though slightly puzzled, she didn’t ask any questions.

Luo Qingchuan, however, sensed trouble.

A moment later, Lu Chuning’s fingertip stopped scrolling, as if she had found what she was looking for.

She moved gracefully to stand before them and tilted her head with a bright smile.

“This transfer student has a distinguished position and an extraordinary identity. She’s also very beautiful.”

“I hope you two will get along well with her~”

Then Lu Chuning raised her phone and deliberately held it out to Su Yingsnow, who had been listening.

“This is a photo of her,” Lu Chuning said.

Luo Qingchuan couldn’t see it.

Lu Chuning had deliberately displayed the phone’s screen to Su Yingsnow alone.

The clear-eyed young girl glanced toward Luo Qingchuan.

Their eyes met.

Lu Chuning was provoking him.

Luo Qingchuan more or less understood.

The boy bit his lip, and his expression shifted slightly.

…A selfie from the bar?

Su Yingsnow froze. She raised her little face in apparent disbelief.

Her pretty, picture-perfect expression stiffened.

“Luo Qingchuan…” Su Yingsnow’s pupils widened.

Luo Qingchuan pressed his teeth together, then exhaled and relaxed.

He smiled faintly. “What is it?”

Calm and unhurried. That was Luo Qingchuan at this moment.

“Look, she…”

Su Yingsnow gave him a bright, sparkling smile.

“She’s so pretty! Luo Qingchuan, look at her eyes. They’re golden, aren’t they?!”

“Her hair is so exquisite, too. Everything about her is beautiful!”

“She looks like a goddess born from the heavens!”

“Exactly, exactly! I bet Student Luo likes her a lot, too!”

Lu Chuning giggled. She half-crouched prettily before Luo Qingchuan’s desk and showed him the phone.

Luo Qingchuan was speechless.

She guessed right.

The photo on the phone was indeed a selfie from the bar.

But Lu Chuning had deliberately zoomed in with two fingers, showing only Chen Yanyu.

With silver hair and golden eyes, Chen Yanyu looked like a pitiful little animal.

She held her glass in both hands, bit down on the straw, and smiled nervously.

As expected, Lu Chuning hadn’t meant well from the start.

Luo Qingchuan didn’t think he should be this nervous.

Yet he still felt a secret sense of relief.

He didn’t want to think too deeply about it.

He was a little afraid.

Su Yingsnow leaned closer and said, “This is in a bar, right?”

“But she doesn’t look like someone who often visits those kinds of nightlife places… A bar?”

Su Yingsnow paused.

Then she remembered the biggest topic of discussion on the Pathseeker app lately.

Lightning arts?

Foundation Establishment?

A transfer student?

Su Yingsnow’s eyes lit up.

She looked like a curious cat that had found an answer inside the mist.

“Teacher Lu Chuning, is it her?” she asked happily.

“It is.” Lu Chuning slipped the phone back into her pocket.

There was a hint of smugness in the way she looked at Luo Qingchuan.

Luo Qingchuan’s brows twitched, but he smiled.

“Teacher Luchu Ning, won’t that position make your feet uncomfortable?”

“This foolish disciple shouldn’t worry so much.”

Lu Chuning gritted her teeth and stood up again.

She returned to the lectern and gave him a spiteful little smile.

“Student Su, Student Luo, I’ve already taken her… as my disciple.”

Su Yingsnow was quite happy.

She gently tugged at Luo Qingchuan’s sleeve with her little hand.

“We have a Foundation Establishment genius as our classmate now!”

“Mm… Mm.”

Luo Qingchuan felt numb.

Tomorrow was the weekend.

Luo Qingchuan had already bought the tickets. He was just waiting to accompany Chen Yanyu to see *Words Must Be Understood*.

Once they finished watching it, Chen Yanyu’s emotional knot would probably be untied, right?

But…

Lu Chuning really was determined to stir up trouble at every turn!

Luo Qingchuan suddenly wanted to become the sort of person who held grudges.

Looking at the cute ribbon around Lu Chuning’s neck, he suddenly thought—

It would be better if it were a collar.

Then the little demoness would behave herself, wouldn’t she?