Chapter 23 23. I didn’t expect it to walk and talk

Soul singing competition?

Xia Feng was about to bend down to pick it up in confusion when the exquisite and sexy dark lady stepped on the center of the flyer with her high heels. Xia Feng looked up along her black skirt and saw the Witch of Destruction staring down at him with an expressionless face.

Xia Feng stood up straight, smiling mysteriously: "Miss Mu, are you going to participate in the national competition? I admire you!"

Mu Qingtong: (_)

The Imperial Spiritual Song Contest is a national competition well-known in all fifty-one administrative regions of the Human Empire. It is an ultra-large-scale star-making variety show that has been popular for nearly a hundred years.

However, the entry requirements for this kind of competition are very harsh for ordinary people, because they need to be apprentice spiritualists and know how to impart spiritual pressure into the singing so that the emotions of the listeners can fluctuate with the singing.

It is precisely because of this powerful emotional resonance that ordinary people cannot achieve, and the fact that soul songs can be spread through any medium, that soul song competitions have become extremely popular.

Every national champion is a top superstar known to everyone from eighty-year-old mothers to three-year-old children.

But what Xia Feng didn’t understand was why an extraordinary genius like Mu Qingtong would be interested in the spiritual song competition?

And her singing is so awful.

"Do you have anything else to say?" Mu Qingtong frowned.

“No more.”

Xia Feng waved his hand and quickly slipped out of the classroom, pumping his fist behind him to encourage, "Come on, I wish you win the championship~"

Mu Qingtong: —_—

Feeling a danger like being pricked by a needle on his back, Xia Feng quickly quickened his pace and did not stop until he turned the corner.

He looked back at the Spiritual Song Society, and the corners of his lips curled up slightly.

Unexpectedly, after meeting Mu Qingtong by chance, he reached such a profitable deal. He didn't pay anything, but in exchange he got a bronze mask and two grams of Wuliang Stone, and even made Mu Qingtong remember the Six-Tailed Spiritual Robe.

Well, in addition, he also knew a shortcoming of this witch of destruction - her singing was terrible!

Heh~ Little World-Destroying Witch, it's as easy as pie~

Xia Feng put on a sinister villain smile and was in a good mood.

In front of the door, Mu Qingtong quietly watched the disappearing figure, her slightly annoyed mood gradually subsided, and she was stunned.

Fei walked out from behind her and stood beside her. After a moment of silence, he said, "Master, have you noticed that this is the first time in all these years that you've been angry, even ashamed. You seem to care so much about what he thinks of you?"

"Oh? Really?"

Mu Qingtong tilted her head to look at the sunset outside the window, dyeing half the sky with rosy clouds, and chuckled, "Fei, you know, I have been looking for my mirror for so many years. I thought finding it was a surprise, but I didn't expect it to be able to walk and talk."

"Tell me, how can I not care?"

The maid tilted her head to look at her master, a hint of confusion on her expressionless face: "Master, I still don't understand."

Mu Qingtong lowered his head and thought for a moment before explaining thoughtfully, "It's like when you suddenly find a very cute doll and you like it very much. But that's all, but this doll can actually walk, jump, talk, and even communicate with you, so you like it even more."

Mu Qingtong's pale golden eyes grew brighter. "So you wanted to take apart its outer decoration, fabric, and wool to take a look."

As she spoke, the corners of her lips curled up, "Look at what the cotton inside is made of? What color is it? Is it also wrapped in a red heart like a human?"

“.”

Fei still didn’t quite understand, but was greatly shocked!

"So, the master has finally stopped delaying and is ready to participate in the spiritual song competition?" she asked with her head tilted.

Mu Qingtong nodded: "Although I am reluctant, this is the only way to become a truly strong person."

*

[Mushrooms hate potatoes: Is it time yet?]

As soon as Xia Feng walked out of the teaching building, Mushroom sent him a message to urge him.

【Mu Nanfeng: Immediately】

'Mushroom Hates Potatoes' is Mushroom's game name, and 'Mu Nanfeng' is his game name. He and Mushroom made plans to have dinner and play games.

As a student with no ambition, mediocre talent, it would be a bit lame to relax after finishing work, right?

[You have a preliminary understanding of the spirit particle structure of the C-rank spirit garment "Three Tailed" - 8%]

Sister Mu, please increase your strength and don't stop! I can handle it!

Xia Feng came to the restaurant in a happy mood.

It was just after the afternoon classes and there were still quite a lot of people in the college cafeteria. He searched in the crowd for a full three minutes before he was able to identify the mushroom by a wisp of straight hair.

"Mushroom, you really need to grow taller, otherwise you won't be able to find a boyfriend in the future." Xia Feng sat down and complained.

Mushroom was swallowing a big chicken leg with her left cheek, her open tender lips were smooth and oily, and she tilted her neck back with a hiss, and sucked the chicken leg clean in an instant.

Her cheeks moved like a hamster chewing, and she glared at Xia Feng with her big, watery eyes, as if she wanted to speak but couldn't.

Gudong——

She covered her mouth, and Xia Feng pushed the soup towards her, "Eat slowly, no one is trying to snatch it from you."

Mushroom took a big gulp of soup, and finally came to his senses. He slammed the table and said earnestly: "Dad, I need your help!"

Xia Feng: “???”

My goodness, you must be so busy that you don’t even care about your dignity.

"What's the favor? Go ahead and tell me."

Mushroom said seriously: "I want an autographed photo of Mushen."

Are you here chasing stars? Xia Feng frowned and shook his head: "I'm afraid it's not possible. Mu Qingtong and I have only met a few times. We are not very familiar with each other. She won't pay attention to me."

Mushroom pursed his lips, as if he had made some important decision. He clasped his hands together, raised his big watery eyes, and bit his lip, "Dad, please~~"

"!!!" Xia Feng nearly had a heart attack and quickly raised his hands, "Stop, stop, stop, shut up! I'll try. I'll try next time I see her, okay?"

The mushroom's hair stood up and it smiled happily.

But at this moment, there was a commotion outside the restaurant, and many students around looked up.

The crowd split into two and made way for a path. Seven or eight young men surrounded a tall, thin man with long hair and walked into the restaurant.

They wore uniform, elegant white clerical robes with mysterious black moons embellished on the cuffs and hems.

"Look, look, it looks like Senior Yan!" A girl whispered and pulled her best friend next to her.

"That's true! I heard that Senior Yan was recognized by the Bishop of the Black Moon Church when he was still in his sophomore year and was directly appointed to the Church as an exception. It is said that in just six months, he broke through the Knight Corps with an invincible attitude and was promoted to Silver Armor Knight!"

"Not only that, you may not know this yet, but he is also the Guardian Knight of Chanayuki. Every one of those who can become a Guardian Knight is a genius selected from various major campuses."

The crowd was whispering, their voices full of envy and admiration.

The Imperial Weiyang College has branches in every administrative district. The full name of the college in District 51 is the 51st Campus of the Imperial Weiyang College.

"I remember that when Senior Yan was still in school, he broke the record for the fastest promotion to an apprentice spiritualist in our campus. I think he still holds the record now."

Listening to the discussions around him, Xia Feng looked at the young man in the distance, his eyes narrowed slightly, Yan Xujia, what is this guy doing in the academy?

"I'll tell you a secret. This Yan is the son of Marquis Dongbo—the son of a marquis, a true nobleman." Mushroom whispered beside Xia Feng, "Don't mess with him. His father, Marquis Dongbo, is not a good man."

Da-da-da——

In the somewhat quiet restaurant, the group of high-profile young people kept walking, and everyone's eyes followed them.

Seeing this, Xia Feng paused his spoon, glanced at Mushroom and chuckled, "I didn't provoke him, but sometimes bad things always like to find their way to you."

Mushroom's originally carefree attitude immediately became restrained, and her expression became visibly nervous. She was so socially anxious that she didn't dare to say a word in front of outsiders.

Da-da-da——

Finally, several tall figures stood in front of the table, completely blocking out the sunset light coming through the side windows.

(End of this chapter)