Stepping on the Demoness to become the strongest

The training hall announced closing time, and the broadcast system alerted all the students inside that they could leave now.

Su Yunjin lowered her arms in dejection, thinking that although she enrolled in late May just like Yan Yu, he was already so formidable, while she still stumbled through her incantations...

Maybe she really wasn't suited to be a cultivator?

With a somewhat dim expression, she pondered, and Lin Ning, standing beside her, although not displaying much distress on her face, was likely thinking along similar lines.

Not to mention catching up, we're not even on the same level, she thought as she looked at her own palm.

The straight-black-haired beauty who had always been first in her class from elementary to high school was encountering the daunting force of a downgrade strike for the first time.

Seeing the two girls experiencing a collapse of their worldviews, Chen Lingyun laughed even more cheerfully and walked over to hook her arm around Lin Ning's waist, then pinched Su Yunjin's cheek, saying,

"Come on, come on~ Don't look so unhappy. College life is still long, there's plenty of time to surpass that someone~"

Chen Lingyun's words had struck a chord with Su Yunjin, who felt somewhat embarrassed, while Lin Ning argued,

"It's not because I want to surpass him, it's just because I'm not learning well, that's why..."

"Little Lin Ning is quite a determined girl," Chen Lingyun said with a smile.

"Don't call me Little Lin Ning!" Lin Ning protested with embarrassment and annoyance.

Yan Yu quietly observed from the sidelines, thinking that it was no mere coincidence that these three girls were friends in their past lives.

Chen Lingyun, this trashy woman, surely hadn't changed her vile character of toying with others. If it had been a girl who was a little less perceptive, not flipping out on her would have been good enough.

Those who could be friends with her were either gentle-natured young ladies like Su Yunjin or earnest eccentrics like Lin Ning, who always focused on the main issue and didn't sweat the small stuff.

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After seeing the three young ladies to the girls' dormitory building, Yan Yu leisurely headed back to his own dorm.

On the first day of enrollment, he had added three goddess-level friends, and he had confirmed that his basic skills in combat hadn't deteriorated. Great.

A fulfilling day.

Although he seemed to have forgotten something, it didn't really matter.

Back at the dorm, he arrived on the second floor just in time to see several boys chatting in the hallway.

Yan Yu glanced briefly, recognizing only one of the three boys.

In the former life at Zhendong International Academy, within the first batch of a hundred or so cultivators, only five left a deep impression on him: apart from Chen Lingyun, Su Yunjin, and Lin Ning whom he already knew, there were Qiu Ze and Sun Ziyi.

Sun Ziyi was the late bloomer type, truly remarkable not until he acquired the "Formless Sword"; Qiu Ze, on the other hand, stood out much earlier, otherwise Chen Lingyun wouldn't have selected him for the team.

The guy leaning against the wall with a towel over his shoulder was Qiu Ze. He was extroverted and good at socializing, always speaking with a smirk, a typical "fair-weather friend" among the boys. In the past life, he was extremely skilled in the Shifting Technique and Cloud Ascension Technique, which is why Chen Lingyun recruited him for reconnaissance and support roles in her team.

Suddenly, Qiu Ze turned his head, looked at Yan Yu with a smile, and said,

"Hey, you live in 202, right?"

It seemed like a casual guess, but it was actually a simple deduction—he had spent the afternoon getting to know all the neighbors on the second floor, and Yan Yu was the only one he hadn't seen because he had been out with Chen Lingyun for dinner and training.

"That's right," Yan Yu nodded, "My name is Yan Yu, and I live in 202."

"Qiu Ze, room 204," Qiu Ze replied with a friendly smile, "We're playing games and grouping up tonight in the dorm, want to join us?"

"Gaming is out, it's already 11 pm," Yan Yu politely declined.

"Alright, maybe next time," Qiu Ze said with a smile.

Unlike Chen Lingyun's taunting "You look like an idiot, you know?" smirk, Qiu Ze's smile was meant to seem approachable and harmless, so Yan Yu didn't hold any ill will against him.

After swiping his key card and opening the door to his room, Yan Yu's expression froze instantly. Seizing the moment before anyone else could notice, he quickly shut the door behind him, firmly locking it.

I remembered, I know what I had forgotten...

The Demonic Sect Enchantress, Zhao Yuanzhen, was currently sitting at his desk, one leg propped up, hands crossed over her chest, eyes glaring coldly at him with sinister aggression, apparently, she had been stood up for most of the day and was showing signs of going mad with fury.

Yan Yu instantly felt somewhat guilty, but then he recalled this Demonic Sect Enchantress by nature was extremely malevolent, and was only holding back because she feared the powerful master behind him who, in actuality, didn't exist. Should he show any weakness, she would immediately sense something was amiss, making it troublesome to suppress her later.

Therefore, Yan Yu quickly cast aside any guilt he had forgotten her, stating indifferently:

"I was on a mission from my master. What, you have a problem with that?"

At the mention of "master's orders," Zhao Yuanzhen instantly deflated, not even daring to mutter a few words of complaint in her heart, only managing to say in a mumbled, aggrieved tone:

"I don't have a problem, but as dual cultivation partners, shouldn't you at least inform me before you leave? This is also my first time joining this sect, I'm unfamiliar with everything around here, and then you weren't even by my side..."

"Ha?" Yan Yu revealed a mockingly baffled smile, "What are you talking about, you are a cultivator!"

In the past life, you were pursued by the authorities, fleeing from Jiangnan all the way to Jiujiang, Jingnan, Bajun, Nanchuan, Nanjiang... running 1800 kilometers along the river, killing and slaughtering countless along the way, were you not domineering and brazen then? Now you tell me you're scared in unfamiliar environments? You must be joking!

A sly and cunning Demonic Sect Enchantress!

"I know..." Zhao Yuanzhen also seemed to lack confidence, trying hard to justify herself, "Although I am a cultivator, I am also a woman, isn't it normal to feel fear?"

Starting to play the gender card now, are we?

Yan Yu was not fooled by her seemingly weak demeanor, replying coldly with arms crossed:

"Really? I don't believe it."

Zhao Yuanzhen: .........

She didn't continue speaking, just silently lowering her head, her fists clenched tightly between her legs, thinking resentfully:

"...Today, the scoundrel left me waiting for half a day, I kept vigil in my room without a bite to eat or drink, only to be ridiculed by him for 'not seeming like a cultivator,' this is a great grudge!"

"If one day I turn the tables and take charge, I'll make sure to tether a dog leash around the scoundrel's neck, so he won't be able to step away from me even by half a step!"

Imagining the scoundrel groveling and fawning over her, Zhao Yuanzhen's anger dissipated by a significant amount, and she asked:

"The seals on the puppets are also ready, would you like to take a look?"

"Show me."

Zhao Yuanzhen took out two Silver Pellets, pinched a magic formula, and infused them with True Yuan. The two puppets immediately grew against the wind, reaching a height of 1.7 meters in seconds, standing slim and graceful, delightfully lovely, they looked exactly like Zhao Yuanzhen, like three identical triplet sisters.

With another pinch of a magic formula, the puppets reverted back into Silver Pellets, spinning nimbly in the palm of her hand.

"Very well," Yan Yu took a Silver Pellet and stored it away solemnly, "This thing isn't easy to test out in the open, better keep it for emergencies."

As for why they couldn't test it openly, Zhao Yuanzhen now had a rough idea: this world had no sectarian disputes, the Imperial jurisdiction was incredibly strict, requiring all techniques and treasures to be registered and their sources explained clearly.

Puppetry was the hallmark of the Qiansi Sect, how could they explain its origin? If they registered it with the authorities today, Mei Yingxue would come after them tomorrow.

"Of course," Zhao Yuanzhen hesitated for a moment before suddenly saying, "Yan Yu?"

"What?"

"Why don't I just move in with you," Zhao Yuanzhen laid down on his bed, looking at the ceiling, "We have to dual cultivate every evening, always using the Invisibility Technique to come and go, it's quite bothersome for me."

"Don't be silly," Yan Yu shook his head, "Haven't you noticed that all the residents here are male cultivators?"

"That's why I can't understand why the residences for male and female cultivators have to be separated, it's absurd," Zhao Yuanzhen commented, "We are all cultivators, yet still bound by the moral and ethical constraints of the mundane world, what kind of archaic and conservative sect is this!"

"Living together now would be too conspicuous," Yan Yu pondered for a moment before replying, "In a while, when the time is right, we'll find a place outside to live together."