Chapter 22: My Deskmate Is Like a Fox Spirit

It was then that Su Nan finally noticed there were already three people seated in the classroom.

To his surprise, he actually recognized two of them!

One was Mu Qing, the aloof goddess who ranked second in the freshman assessment—

She blushed slightly and nodded politely to him.

The other was the adorable girl he had run into yesterday—Luo Feixuan, who was now energetically waving at him, causing the snowball-sized softness on her chest to jiggle violently.

As for the third girl, Su Nan didn’t know her, but—

Her looks made her unforgettable at first glance.

‘Fox spirit?’

Those two words instinctively popped into Su Nan’s mind.

Hard to describe. Harder to explain.

But nothing else fit her better than those two words.

The girl had skin as fair as snow, a delicate oval face, and a unique charm that balanced innocence with seduction.

At that moment, she was blinking her watery, bright eyes as she sized Su Nan up.

Even Qingqiu probably didn’t have a boy this handsome, right?

Definitely a worthy candidate for a husband.

Faced with the not-so-subtle stares of the three girls, Su Nan suddenly felt like he’d wandered into a kingdom of women—and was seriously tempted to back out.

But retreat was no longer an option.

Yang Ningbing had already, without a word, moved to block the exit.

It was clear she wasn’t letting him go anywhere.

Seeing this, Su Nan could only step forward and introduce himself openly:

“Hello everyone, I’m Su Nan. Please… take care of me going forward.”

“Senior Luo Feixuan, you remember me, right?”

“Mu Qing, it’s great to see you again.”

As he addressed the two familiar faces, the third girl—the fox-like one—smiled sweetly and spoke:

“Looks like I’m the only one who didn’t know you?”

“Hello, Su Nan. My name is Tu Suya. Tu Su is my surname, Ya is my given name~!”

Mu Qing and Luo Feixuan sat together.

Tu Suya patted the empty seat beside her with a bright smile.

Su Nan had no choice but to sit next to Tu Suya.

“All right. The four of you are outstanding among the freshman class. I won’t waste time on theory—you’ll improve best through actual combat.”

“Get ready. Your first live combat training starts now.”

As soon as Su Nan sat down, their stunning instructor Yang Ningbing announced gently.

For most freshmen, learning theory—understanding cultivation, martial ranks, and basic techniques—was essential.

But not for these four.

At her direction, Su Nan and the three girls followed Yang Ningbing to a special training room.

It wasn’t a large space, clearly designed for barrier-based simulations.

“Stand in formation. We’re about to begin.”

Yang Ningbing’s tone wasn’t harsh, but her calm authority silenced them instantly.

All four stood at attention without a word.

Then, as she operated the control panel, a hazy light curtain enveloped the four of them.

“This combat trial is Hazard-Level. The entities inside range from C to B class. Stay alert!”

“Survive for four hours and the training will be considered successful.”

As her voice fell, the scenery before them shifted—

They were suddenly standing on a ruined street, full of collapsed buildings and debris.

A full moon hung high above, casting silver light all around like it was daytime.

But a cold, strange aura pervaded the air, making their hearts tighten.

“Let’s move.”

Su Nan took the lead.

During the last trial, he’d been swarmed by six girls and couldn’t move properly.

Now that teams had been split and he was the only male among three girls, he naturally had to take point.

Though the atmosphere was eerie, none of them felt afraid.

Mu Qing remained calm and sharp-eyed, scanning their surroundings and ready to strike at any moment.

Tu Suya, sitting beside Su Nan earlier, now trailed behind him, her sly eyes constantly watching the handsome boy ahead.

Luo Feixuan followed Su Nan closely too—clearly more curious about him than any ghost.

They cautiously walked down the ruined street for a while, but still hadn’t encountered any monsters, which made Su Nan suspicious.

Then—

A flicker of movement caught his eye.

In the shadows of a nearby alley, he spotted a ghostly figure hiding.

The wraith flinched as it realized Su Nan had spotted it, emitting a sharp, eerie screech—

“Don’t come over here!”

Su Nan blinked in confusion and stepped closer.

The wraith immediately scrambled backward in terror, as if something about Su Nan deeply frightened it.

That’s when Su Nan suddenly realized—

The True Dragon Tempering Technique he cultivated, combined with the Pure Yang Physique forged by pure yang energy, gave him a body of extreme yang essence—an ultimate counter to demonic beings, especially ghosts and spirits.

Not every ghost could calmly face him.

This one, for example—

Was fleeing for its life just by seeing him!

Behind him, the three girls were visibly disappointed.

Half an hour later, the light curtain blinked again, returning them all to the classroom.

Yang Ningbing frowned slightly as she looked at them.

She had been watching the monitors the entire time.

All four had just wandered around that dilapidated street.

There had been no combat at all.

“What happened?”

Her tone was clear and questioning.

“Why didn’t you fight?”

“Teacher, it’s not that we didn’t want to,”

Luo Feixuan was the first to explain:

“It’s just that all the ghosts ran away the moment they saw Su Nan. None of them wanted to fight at all.”

“She’s right, Teacher.”

Tu Suya glanced at Su Nan and added,

“With Su Nan around, those ghosts wouldn’t engage at all.”

“Teacher, let’s try again—but without Su Nan this time.”

To everyone’s surprise, even Mu Qing nodded in agreement.

Hearing the girls’ unanimous complaints, Su Nan felt his head ache.

It wasn’t his fault his yang body scared away ghosts—

Wasn’t this a good thing?!

But he couldn’t argue.

They were technically right.

“Su Nan, step out.”

Yang Ningbing looked at him firmly.

Su Nan sighed and stepped out of the simulation barrier, standing beside her helplessly.

“Resume training.”

She calmly restarted the system.

Now outside the simulation, Su Nan watched the monitors beside Yang Ningbing.

There was something uniquely harmonious about him.

Even as he stood close to her, Yang Ningbing couldn’t help sneaking a few glances at him.

That perfect side profile, just ten centimeters away, made her heart skip a beat.

But she quickly composed herself and refocused on the monitors.

Without Su Nan present, the ghosts in the broken street instantly became aggressive.

C-rank wraiths rushed at the girls one after another.

All three girls were very strong, but sheer numbers began to overwhelm them.

As the trial ended half an hour later, the girls were teleported back, each looking thoroughly exhausted and disheveled.