Rebirth of the Cultivation Devil-Chapter 957 - 884: Defensive Magical Artifact

"Instructor, what should we do?"

Zhong Ming was a bit anxious, unsure when Guan Yuntang would take action.

"No hurry, now is not the time. Guan Yuntang won’t act yet. Let’s find an inn to rest first."

Ye Qingfeng said calmly.

Zhong Ming naturally had no doubts; he just needed to follow the instructor’s lead. The instructor would have everything arranged.

This place was indeed quite remote, with only a few hotels. Ye Qingfeng randomly picked a simple inn and checked in with Zhong Ming.

Ye Qingfeng asked Zhong Ming to cultivate on his own.

In his room, Ye Qingfeng took out the Moyu Crystal he bought from that old man on the plane last time.

He sat cross-legged on the bed, and the Moyu Crystal floated in front of him. He gently pointed at the Moyu Crystal with his finger, and strands of Spiritual Energy poured into it, aligning in a unique pattern.

When Ye Qingfeng opened his eyes, it was already the next morning. He put away the Moyu Crystal.

He had refined this Moyu Crystal into a protective Magic Artifact.

Although Ye Qingfeng’s power was currently damaged and the artifact’s level wasn’t high, it was already quite good on Earth.

At least Martial Artists below the War General Level couldn’t harm the wearer of this artifact at all.

Still in the morning, Ye Qingfeng called Zhong Ming and left the inn with his backpack.

Ye Qingfeng brought Zhong Ming to Zhao Zhiruo’s Sichuan restaurant. From outside, they saw Zhao Zhiruo chatting with a girl.

The girl sitting with Zhao Zhiruo was dressed in tight-fitting black clothing, exposing her flat, white belly.

Although she looked only around 20, she had a great physique, with curves in all the right places. The tight outfit accentuated her figure even more.

Unlike Zhao Zhiruo, this girl was noticeably prettier, with delicate features and enticing cherry lips under a high nose bridge.

Her striking appearance drew the attention of many diners in the restaurant, with several men fervently gazing at her.

Ye Qingfeng didn’t pay much attention; although the girl was pretty, in his eyes, she still fell short of Zhao Zhiruo.

Once Zhao Zhiruo’s innate qualities were activated, her appearance could definitely reach Tang Duoduo’s level.

Of course, no one could tell that yet.

Ye Qingfeng smiled casually and walked straight inside.

"Ye Qingfeng, why are you here again?" Zhao Zhiruo, who had been chatting with the girl, immediately noticed him upon his entrance.

"How can you speak like that! Hasn’t Ye Qingfeng helped you before? Why wouldn’t he come!"

At this moment, Zhao Zhiruo’s mother also came over, gently scolding Zhao Zhiruo, then turned to Ye Qingfeng:

"Xiao Ye, you and Zhong Ming sit wherever you like. Stay for lunch, okay!"

"Sure, thank you, Auntie." Ye Qingfeng replied with a friendly smile.

Though he understood the reason, Zhong Ming still found Ye Qingfeng’s smile a bit strange.

He couldn’t fathom connecting the decisive instructor with the polite, courteous model student in front of him.

After Zhao Zhiruo’s mother left, Ye Qingfeng naturally sat at Zhao Zhiruo’s table.

Since Zhao Zhiruo and the girl in the tight dress were sitting across from each other, Ye Qingfeng sat right next to Zhao Zhiruo.

As for Zhong Ming, he tactfully sat at another table.

Zhao Zhiruo’s face instantly turned a little red. She wasn’t that pretty and hadn’t had much close contact with boys.

"Hey, who are you? Why did you come over here!" The girl across from Zhao Zhiruo expressed her dissatisfaction before Zhao Zhiruo could speak.

"Ye Qingfeng." Ye Qingfeng smiled, being polite to those around Zhao Zhiruo because of her.

"Nonsense, of course, I know your name is Ye Qingfeng. I just heard Auntie say it." The girl pouted, very dissatisfied with Ye Qingfeng’s response.

"I’m asking, who are you? What do you do? Why are you pestering our Zhiruo?"

She had already heard from Zhao Zhiruo that this Ye Qingfeng should be a rich young master, very impolite.

Seeing Zhong Ming following Ye Qingfeng, she assumed Zhong Ming was his bodyguard, solidifying her impression that Ye Qingfeng was an idle rich kid.

This led her to have a negative impression of Ye Qingfeng, speaking a bit condescendingly.

Ye Qingfeng smiled and didn’t answer. These things he definitely couldn’t discuss with this girl.

If not for Zhao Zhiruo, Ye Qingfeng wouldn’t even bother to respond to her.

"Speak up, are you up to no good, trying to pursue our Zhiruo?" The girl glared with bright eyes, threateningly.

"Xiao Qiong! What nonsense are you saying?" Zhao Zhiruo’s face turned bright red, whispering a complaint to her best friend.

Although she didn’t like Ye Qingfeng’s domineering aloofness, she was somewhat attracted to his particular aura.

But she also knew very well that with her at most slightly above-average looks, someone like Ye Qingfeng, a wealthy scion, wouldn’t notice her.

"Ye Qingfeng, I’m sorry, Xiao Qiong was just joking. She’s my university friend, named Su Qiong."

Zhao Zhiruo hurriedly explained.

"Why should I? I didn’t say anything wrong. If this guy isn’t interested in you, why would he keep pestering you!" Su Qiong pouted, appearing a bit prideful yet slightly cute.

"Tell me, are you really trying to pursue our Zhiruo?"

Ye Qingfeng said calmly, "Sort of."

In fact, Ye Qingfeng indeed had some intention of pursuing Zhao Zhiruo, or rather, wanting to be with her, or as one might say, engaging in Dual Cultivation.

An Innate Spiritual Body is so rare and could help Ye Qingfeng quickly recover his physical form.

Of course, Ye Qingfeng could disregard the moral code.

However, he couldn’t forcibly detain Zhao Zhiruo for use as a stove tripod for cultivation.

That would be the most vile act of Evil Cultivation.

Zhao Zhiruo was stunned by Ye Qingfeng’s response, never expecting him to admit just like that.

Was he really here to pursue her?

But with her appearance, at best slightly above average, wouldn’t someone pursue a girl as pretty as Su Qiong instead?

Zhong Ming, sitting at another table, couldn’t help but chuckle at Ye Qingfeng’s words.

The resolute instructor pursuing an ordinary girl—he truly couldn’t imagine such a scenario.

"Hmph, see, I told you, you’re really here to pursue our Zhiruo. You better treat her well. Our Zhiruo isn’t someone you can just pursue lightly."

Su Qiong had a self-assured expression, looking a bit proud and adorably cute.

"Alright." Ye Qingfeng replied with a smile.

"Hey, what nonsense are you all talking!" Zhao Zhiruo’s face was blushing, her delicate face tinged with a pink glow, showing an unexpectedly cute expression.

Her looks at Yanjing Normal University were only slightly above average. In this female-dominated school, she hadn’t been pursued so straightforwardly by any male students before.