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 Lin Wan angrily lectured Luo Zixuan.


After carefully explaining the value of ancient spirit branches and how rare they were, Lin Wan finally saw Luo Zixuan, who was a head taller than him, bowing his head obediently to take the scolding, and his anger subsided considerably.


Well, well, after all, this person’s mind wasn’t quite right. He was just a fool.




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Besides, Luo Zixuan, once the most powerful in the cultivation world, now stays obediently in his space, allowing Lin Wan to order him around as he pleases. So, the demands can't be too high...


Lin Wan sighed, feeling exhausted as he tried to convince himself in his mind.


Just as he was about to put the matter aside, his gaze accidentally fell on the space that had been messed up by sword energy, and the precious treasures that were now strewn about.


Looking at his beloved treasures, all pitiful and drooping, Lin Wan’s heart clenched painfully.


Lin Wan: No, this matter can't be let go!


These were his hard-earned assets! He had painstakingly accumulated enough treasures to fill this entire space! And now, thanks to that dog Luo Zixuan, everything was ruined!


Seeing the once-thriving plants now lying miserably on the ground, Lin Wan grew increasingly distressed, and with each glance, his anger intensified. He even found himself growing more displeased with Luo Zixuan’s behavior.


All this mess over such a small issue? This seems too exaggerated, doesn’t it? Is this guy really suffering from amnesia, or is he just faking it? The more Lin Wan thought about it, the more suspicious he became.


With that thought, Lin Wan cast a doubtful look at Luo Zixuan.


Sensing something was off, Lin Wan’s sharp mind quickly started working, and suddenly, a possible answer flashed in his mind.


Could it be that Luo Zixuan was pretending to have amnesia all along, planning to mess up his space and destroy his golden opportunity?!


At this thought, Lin Wan’s expression changed as he looked at Luo Zixuan.


Who would have thought this guy could be so cunning?!


Meanwhile, Luo Zixuan, who had been hanging his head obediently, also sensed the sudden shift in atmosphere.


A strong sense of danger surged through him. Looking at the plants that were knocked over and seeing his partner’s increasingly oppressive aura, Luo Zixuan tensed up.


On instinct, Luo Zixuan reached into his storage ring and pulled out a green light orb, tossing it onto the ground. Afterward, he clapped his hands, maintaining a stoic expression as he cautiously glanced at Lin Wan’s face.


The green orb radiated a gentle glow, and in Lin Wan’s anxious gaze, it quickly merged into the earth.


In an instant, the entire space trembled.


The already fertile land became even more enriched with spiritual energy, and the once-weak plants stood upright again. In Lin Wan’s astonished eyes, they quickly regained their vibrant vitality, each one thriving and full of life.


Witnessing the changes in his space, Lin Wan was shocked.


His space, which he had already filled with countless treasures from the cultivation world, had been upgraded to top-tier status. What was that green orb Luo Zixuan just used? How could it have caused such a significant transformation in his already perfect space?


On the opposite side, sensing that the oppressive atmosphere around his partner had dissipated, Luo Zixuan couldn’t help but wag his tail in pride.


Clearing his throat, and wanting to maintain a composed and reliable image in front of his partner, Luo Zixuan resisted the urge to eagerly boast. He casually brushed his hair aside and said modestly, “Qingqing, the plants are fine now.”


Praise me, praise me!


Under Luo Zixuan’s steady yet slightly expectant gaze, Lin Wan frowned, his thoughts suddenly distracted by something else.


“Wait, what did you just call me? Qingqing?!”


Is this some worsening illness? No wonder he was so eager to use that treasure on the space, maybe his condition has worsened…


As Lin Wan silently mocked him, Luo Zixuan looked at him seriously and said, “Not Qingqing, it’s Qingqing.”


Qingqing,” he repeated softly.


'My dear, my love, it’s Qingqing. Who else would I call Qingqing but you?'


…What on earth is Qingqing?


As someone who had been transported halfway through life and wasn’t a traditional cultivator, Lin Wan looked at his mortal enemy’s deep gaze and felt that this “Qingqing” must have a special meaning.


But no matter how much he racked his brain, Lin Wan simply couldn’t figure out what this so-called Qingqing meant in the cultivation world.


Honestly, this wasn’t Lin Wan’s fault.


As a child, Lin Wan had been a bright kid, bringing home stacks of awards.


But later, in high school, after realizing how his parents ignored him and showered all their love on his younger brother, Lin Wan started rebelling.


He began sleeping in class, skipping homework, and his grades plummeted, turning him into a so-called "problem student" in the teachers' eyes.


Yet, the concern and attention he had hoped for from his parents never came.


In response to his decline, Lin’s parents showed no concern for why their once-successful eldest son had fallen so low. They simply made a cold remark:


“You’ve done so poorly, you can attend parent-teacher meetings yourself from now on. We’re too ashamed to go.”


And so, for his first high school parent-teacher meeting, the small, frail Lin Wan sat alone among a sea of tall, intimidating parents.


Expressionless, he stared at the distant English teacher on the podium, her mouth opening and closing as she spoke, but he couldn’t hear a word. In his heart, the last flicker of stubborn resistance burned weakly before it finally went out with a 'poof.'


This is just how things are now…


Sitting at his desk with his head lowered, Lin Wan could feel the glances from the parents around him, their scrutiny cutting through the silence. He thought numbly to himself, "It’s over."


Just like that... What else can be done? This lifetime, it seems, is just going to be like this for him...


From that point on, Lin Wan, who had been recruited at a high salary by the principal due to his exceptional performance as the top student in the city during the high school entrance examination, rapidly fell from grace at an astonishing speed. He became a typical negative example in teachers' discussions and never attempted to improve again.


Eventually, even Lin Wan himself began to believe he was simply a naturally dull-witted person, a poor student who just wasn’t cut out for learning.


In contrast, his younger brother, Lin Yao, though not very serious about his studies, was quite intelligent. With a little effort in the future, he could excel at anything.


Hmph, anything would be easy for him.


...


“...Qingqing? Qingqing?!”


Awoken from his memories by Luo Zixuan's voice, Lin Wan impatiently shot him a glance, signaling him to speak quickly.


Feeling a bit anxious, Luo Zixuan, taking advantage of his height, stole a glance at Lin Wan’s expression and cautiously ventured, “If you have no objections, can I call you Qingqing from now on?”


“Do as you like.” Lin Wan replied with a frown, his mind drifting back to past troubles, which only worsened his mood.


As the saying goes, when a person is unhappy, seeing someone else happy only makes them feel worse.


Lin Wan looked at Luo Zixuan across from him, who, despite his expressionless face, radiated an aura filled with sunshine and flowers, causing Lin Wan’s expression to sour even more.


“What? Are you very happy?”


Noticing the little dark cloud above his partner’s head that seemed ready to materialize and crackle with lightning, Luo Zixuan timidly tucked his tail, replying carefully, “No.”


“Hmph…”


With the cheerful atmosphere dissipated, Lin Wan gazed at Luo Zixuan’s cold, stiff face, and the fire in his heart grew even more.


“Whether you’re happy or not, hurry up and get to work! If the space is still this messy the next time I come in, hmph…”


Satisfied to see his former arrogant rival trembling in fear under his command, Lin Wan’s mood brightened a little.


After giving Luo Zixuan another fierce “threat,” and venting his frustrations, Lin Wan left the space feeling refreshed.


Hmph, rivals are just there to be enslaved and to vent frustrations on!


As he turned over on the small bed in the school infirmary, Lin Wan thought joyfully.


Meanwhile, in Lin Wan’s space, Luo Zixuan looked at the vast emptiness around him, finally letting go of his heavy persona, covering his heart with a blissful expression.


Oh my, his partner just now was so cute when he acted all fierce!


...


Outside the space, Lin Wan was completely unaware of the infatuated scene occurring inside. He was curled up on the small bed in the infirmary, sleeping sweetly.


The soft glow of the setting sun bathed the pale, frail face of the young boy, the orange light softening his abnormal pallor and highlighting his delicate features.


Delicate, fragile—the boy curled up on the small bed still wore a hint of melancholy even in his sleep, evoking a sense of pity.


“Hey, wake up, don’t sleep anymore.”


However, this fragile and melancholic state was ruthlessly shattered.


The doctor, who had been enjoying movies at the computer all afternoon, was astonished to see that Lin Wan was still there.


Gently waking Lin Wan, the doctor sincerely remarked, “You really can sleep, huh?”


Having accidentally fallen asleep in the infirmary and taking up the small bed all afternoon, Lin Wan’s face flushed red at the words.


Apologizing shyly, Lin Wan left the infirmary, his face still a bit red under the doctor’s teasing gaze, and headed towards the school gate.


He had slept through the entire school day and woke up just in time to go home.


Having just returned from the world of cultivation, he hadn’t fully grasped that he was in his final year of high school, about to face the grueling college entrance examination, Lin Wan thought cheerfully.


As he sauntered out of the school gate, Lin Wan caught a whiff of an enticing aroma.


Swallowing hard, he patted his flat stomach, deciding to treat himself for having just returned from the cultivation world and for experiencing countless ups and downs in a single day.


Hmph, before his rebirth, he could only watch those delicious foods with sorrow. Now, he finally had the chance to enjoy a feast!


With this naive thought in mind, Lin Wan hurriedly ran towards the snack cart by the school gate.


Note - 亲亲 (qīnqīn): This term is more casual and commonly used in modern Chinese to express closeness. Lin Wan misunderstands Luo Zixuan, thinking he used this term.


卿卿 (qīngqīng): This is a more formal, classical term of endearment, often used in historical or literary contexts. It conveys a deeper, more elegant affection, commonly used to address someone beloved or esteemed, such as "my dear" or "my beloved." This is the term that Luo Zixuan actually uses to address Lin Wan.

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