The lodging located at this apex, was a true “room” of this world; the “ceiling” of this residence was lower, thus, Jin Yu Lu couldn’t continue.
“Only those under the Ethereal Opening realm can enter.” Jin Yu Lu explained.
With this, Chen Chang Sheng finally relaxed, as the tutor of Luo Luo, he was confident of her ability to deal with anyone under the Ethereal Opening realm.
The three youths entered the courtyard, crossing two bamboo thickets, and, before the greeting of the receiving maid had even finished; Luo Luo entered their sights.
Luo Luo was by the window, a brush and paper in hand, writing something with a serious look on her face. Constantly crossing and relaxing her brows, or biting the tip of the brush, a rather cute scene.
Upon seeing the corner of the paper that was lifted through the wind Chen Chang Sheng knew that she was following his instructions and writing her cultivation diary, this was because the paper was originally given to her by him. Paper that was originally found in a desk located in the library back at Orthodox Academy, each sheet had the insignia of their school.
Such a scene brought warmth to his heart.
Luo Luo was in the middle of bringing the brush to her mouth, when she suddenly noticed something, upon turning around to look, the brush stopped at her lips.
“Ah.”
She let out a single sound, threw away the brush and charged towards Chen Chang Sheng, her white gown leaving behind after-images from the speed, with the space around her letting out sounds of after-shocks; a shocking momentum.
Tang Thirty-Six sharpened his attention, his face suddenly changed and immediately pushed Xuan Yuan Po aside before quickly dodging, only leaving Chen Chang Sheng in his original position.
In the blink of an eye, Luo Luo had charged from the window to Chen Chang Sheng’s location, it was at this moment, that she suddenly thought of something: if she didn’t slow down, her tutor was about to become the first victim in history to die under a hug; her little face immediately drained of colour.
She uttered another sound, but this was one made in the midst of exerting great effort.
The young lady stomped a foot upon the ground, creating a single explosive bang, before a web of cracks surfaced on the solid ground beneath her. A horrifying wave of energy spread out, seemingly causing the entire palace to shudder, with dust rising up all over.
A blanket of silence followed, with vague sounds of alarmed clergymen outside of the residence coming through.
Calm eventually returned.
The dust eventually settled, with the view returning to clarity, only the bamboo were slightly stained by the event.
Chen Chang Shen and Luo Luo stood across from each other.
She was wearing a rimless hat (imagine a beret), and had small braids; due to the previous speed, the braids had begun to unravel, her black hair resembled a mass of weeds, stuck under her hat, the overexertion of her True Essence caused her small face to flush up in red, a rather cute scene.
Time passed by.
“Greetings to Sir.”
She decorously performed a formal student greeting to her tutor by bowing down, without a single mistake possible in her movements.
She was the same little thing as her time at the school.