Chapter 225: Cultivation (Part One)

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After Chen Qingshan left the Martial Arts Academy, Fang Jie didn’t hurry to the classroom.

Mo Wanwu was the professor for his class, but Fang Jie was special; Qiu Yu was the professor directly responsible for him.

Mo Wanwu was already used to Fang Jie not coming to class, and Fang Jie was used to coming and going at his own pace.

Fang Jie sat in his room for ten minutes and carefully thought through everything that had happened. He couldn’t remember much, but he was interested in why Qiu Yu didn’t tell Principal Zhou the truth. He was conscious then, and he heard Qiu Yu’s answer.

“Why didn’t Qiu Yu tell Principal Zhou the truth?”

Fang Jie was sure that Qiu Yu had no ill-intentions toward him.

“Then why did she omit the changes to my body and those bugs? Could it be that she doesn’t even trust Principal Zhou?”

“If she is protecting me, why?”

Fang Jie wasn’t dumb enough to think that Qiu Yu was fond of him.

That woman… wasn’t feminine at all, and her personality determined her aggressive character, meaning that she wouldn’t easily fall for a man.

“Then why did she even lie to Principal Zhou to protect me?”

Since Fang Jie couldn’t think this through, he decided to go find her.

He didn’t make an extra step and found Qiu Yu who was looking through old books in the library.

When Fang Jie saw that Qiu Yu was reading about poisonous bugs from the savage tribes in the southwest, he felt warm inside. Regardless of Qiu Yu’s motive, her care toward him was real.

Although Fang Jie didn’t see those bugs with his own eyes, Chen Qingshan told him everything. He almost puked when he heard that those bugs lived in his body; it was a disgusting feeling.

Fang Jie put the pack of peanuts on the table and nodded at that old man. The old man smiled at him and started eating the peanuts.

“Professor, thank you,” Fang Jie walked to Qiu Yu and thanked her sincerely.

Qiu Yu looked at him and pointed at the floor next to her. “Sit down.”

Fang Jie sat on the floor and asked, “Qingshan told me that both you and she suspect those things I spat out were poisonous bugs from the southwest. I have never been in contact with savages before. Although I stayed in Southern Yan for a while, I never saw a warlock. Not only do the martial arts masters up north hate warlocks, but the people of Southern Yan also hate them. If the savage tribes aren’t deep into the forests, the military of Southern Yan would have wiped them out.”

Qiu Yu nodded and said, “You suspect that those weren’t poisonous bugs?”

Fang Jie shook his head and said, “I just don’t know who could have planted poisonous bugs in me without me knowing.”

“Perhaps it was done when you were little before you had a memory.” Qiu Yu passed the book in her hands to Fang Jie and said, “There are some pieces of information here, but they aren’t detailed. The savage tribes have a way to control puppet soldiers, and I paid attention to it. Look…”

Qiu Yu pointed at a drawing in the ancient book and said, “The bugs drawn here are similar to those that were once in your body.”

“Puppet soldiers?” Fang Jie was surprised.

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