"Oh! This is my room?" Xie Yan mumbled with his pitch black eyes widened.
The room looks very neat and innovative giving him that a clean freak cleaned the interior. He's not bothered though, he likes being clean.
"Our room rather?" He mused after seeing the other beds inside.
In total, there are four beds, that were connected to the wall adjacent to the door. As if the beds were floating. Below those beds are study table each with a closet and some other stuff.
It looked aesthetic.
Although only one of the beds were equipped with blankets and new pillows, Xie Yan could tell that he's the fourth person. Sticked on the two other beds are pictures and some stickers.
Meanwhile, the bed equipped with blankets looks very clean.
"They are probably my seniors!" He supposed. Subconsciously, the devilish smirk on his thin pink lips turned into a playful smile.
Having seniors in the same room makes it easier to get used to the school. Xie Yan isn't a native of Jin City. Hence, he's oblivious of the rules here in Azure High School.
As a world where the strong rules over the weak, it's better to have someone to protect you. Xie Yan knows his own personality; offending someone isn't a rare occurrence. Thus, he must get in his seniors' good books.
Or else, he might get beaten up somewhere. His brothers aren't here to pamper here after all.
"Ah! I'll go inside. They aren't here."
Xie Yan balanced himself by holding unto the door frame as he remove his shoes. It saddens him, he didn't know that the school was situated in the poorest part of Jin City, Azure Area.
As a shoe lover, at the same time - watch lover, uncemented places in his nightmare. If he knew, he wouldn't have worn his white and black rubber shoes but instead, just a simple slippers. Now, his shoes are soiled underneath with some mud stains on it's lace.
He can't help but pout.
After placing his shoes on the shoe rack, he moved inside while holding his backpack. Despite wearing his white socks, Xie Yan felt the cold floor.
Since young, he was used to cold places. Much more, cold people considering the fact that his father is even colder than ice. But still, he's a loving father.
Hence, Xie Yan quite liked the cold room. 'Maybe the air conditioner was maxed.'
Without hesitation, he climbed the small stairs connected to the wall and reached his own bed. It's in line to the bed with blankets already.
Opening his spatial ring, he took his blankets, bedsheets and pillow sheets from inside. The bed might be soft , but for him it's hard. In the end, he placed two soft mattress on top of each other.
Not long after, he finished fixing his bed. What's left is to warm it. It's still early in the morning, even if his hobby is to sleep, he's trying to be productive.
Cultivators tend to have cultivation as their hobby. But Xie Yan, despite being one, doesn't find cultivating that much interesting. What he wants is to have endless supply of gummies, fried chicken and chocolate bars. Of course, a comfortable and free schedule will complete the package.
That's also the reason why he doesn't have a very high cultivation. In fact, his father doesn't require him to cultivate due to a particular reason. In addition, he said that he wants to pamper,protect and spoil his son. Cultivation will take Xie Yan away from him.
But it's quite unfortunate that h also need to improve himself. Or else, he'll just embarrass his family, much more, his father.
Xie Yan felt satisfied looking at his bed with gray motif. His father's favorite color is gray, that's why Xie Yan loves using that color to please his father.
He removed his shirt leaving only his tank top before collapsing on his soft bed. Xie Yan can't help but moan in satisfaction. Taking his phone from his bag, he started looking at the news.
It's been three months since the last Awakening Ceremony and school is now starting. During those three months, those who just turned into cultivators spent their free time cultivating and getting used to their Martial Spirits.
Martial Spirits are mysterious and powerful creatures that had been long entwined with humanity. They give power and the ability to cultivate. People use them for work, batte and even casual fun.
They came in different types: Humanoid, Beast, Plant, Spirit and Tool Type with each having different abilities and uses. There are simply too many Martial Spirits to count.
Once awakened, their Martial Spirit will bestow them one Martial Skill. In order to acquire more, cultivators must increase their ranks.
Cultivators ranging from Rank 1 to Rank 10 are called Martial Beginner, Rank 11 till Rank 20 are called Martial Pupil. Following the secquence, the next are Expert, Warrior, Master, Grandmaster, Core, Origin, Nascent, King, Earth, Sky, Void, Saint, Anciet, Nirvana, Emperor and God.
Xie Yan, with his low interest in cultivation had only reached Rank 7.
For him, it's already acceptable. What he needs is a free schedule, long sleeps and unlimited supply of his favorite foods.
"Who are you?"
"Oh! malnourished chicken!" Xie Yan blurted out as he jump out of his bed in fright. His heart were beating so fast that it might destroy his chest!
Then, he heard the voice again. "Malnourished chicken?"
Xie Yan followed the source of the cold voice and saw a young man, probably older than him by a year. His eyes are stunning with its pale blue color that suited his hair with the same color. The young man had beautiful pale skin and devilish features.
He's surely a lady killer.
While observing him, he didn't know that the other party was rendered speechless at Xie Yan's unparalleled beauty.
Xie Yan's pitch black hair and silky white hair produced a beautiful contrast of devilishness and ethereality. His unique holiness and seductiveness which was heightened by extremely pale skin, peerless devilish features and thin lips made him incomparably handsome.
He carries a youthful yet noble aura around him. The young man couldn't help but feel inferiority but at the same time, admire Xie Yan's devilish appearance.
There was a playful smile on his thin lips that made him even more charming.
In his whole life, he never saw anyone capable of standing a chance against Xie Yan. He seems like a pretty boy who knew nothing but to be handsome. A pampered scion who never experienced the bitter of life.
"Brother, I know that you are handsome…" The young man started while holding his chest, trying to calm down. "...but can't you walk with sounds?"
Xie Yan raised his head and stared at the other person. "You nearly killed me. I want to sleep long but not to die."
"Hmph!" He coldly scoffed. " Who are you?" The other person asked again.
Sighing, Xie Yan introduced himself. "I'm Xie Yan, your new roommate. What's your name handsome brother?"
Rolling his eyes, he dried his hair with the white towel. In just a blink of an eye, he's already on tue bed, in line to Xie Yan's.
'So he owns this very clean bed?' Looking at their beds, which was actually separated by a foot-long railing, thr young man fell curious. 'Just a step and I'll be on his bed. I want to try his bed, it looks comfy. Will he get angry if I try it?'
"Wang Yan." A voice pulled him from his thoughts. Xie Yan looked at Wang Yan and the later did the same. "New student?"
"Yeah." Xie Yan bobbed his head.
After that, the two remained quite. Wang Yan started reading his book. As for him, he flattened his lips and also started reading his comics.
Some authors nowadays are stingy. Their works now costs a lot while updating very slow. Even some of the publishing companies are tightfisted im distributing copies.
Xie Yan needs to buy the next volume in a few days or he'll be left with no comics to read.
"Ugh! Why can't people fall sleep easily after waking up in the morning? Can't people just continue sleeping as long as they want to without dying?" He groaned inwardly.
Within just a few minutes, Xie Yan grew uninterested of thr comics. He grabbed his bag and pulled two sachets of assorted flavored gummies.
He glanced at Wang Yan before throwing one sachet towards him.
Wang Yan felt it and squinted his eyes. Raising his hand, a flame shot towards the sachet. Without even reaching the young man's hand, the gummies burned to ashes. He flicked his fingers and the ashes were thrown towards the dustbin.
"What do you think you're doing?" Wang Yan glared at him.
Xie Yan wanted to cry but no tears came out. His gummies…it took him a serious contemplation whether he'll give Wang Yan gummies or not. Those gummies represents his heart and they were burned to ashes!
"Wahhh!" Xie Yan suddenly wailed and childishly kicked his pillows. "Handsome Brother, if you don't want gummies, you could've returned those to me. You burned those pitiful gummies instead of showing them mercy and let them fulfill their responsibilities inside my tummies before meeting their ends there."
Hearing him, Wang Yan was rendered speechless. But in the next moment, he fell silent while pondering. 'His intention was to give me gummies? But the sachet was coated with qi, turning it into a powerful weapon. That's why I thought it was an attack.'
'If I didn't burn it, it could've injured my hand.'
He felt puzzled. Xie Yan looks completely harmless and fragile. Even a silkpants that can't even kill a chicken seems to be stronger than him. He won't be surprised if he don't know how to fight.
'Did I see it wrong?'
But suddenly, Wang Yan remembered that they are now in Azure High School, that means Xie Yan is also a cultivator.
What's troubling him is that, he can't even see Xie Yan's cultivation. That's why he thought that he's just a pretty boy who got tired of his own bubble and decided to take the path of cultivation.
Moreover, coating an object with qi requires huge amount of concentration, expertise and technique. Cultivators could release qi outside their bodies with the help of Martial Skills or mechas. But not directly difuse.
There aren't any techniques teaching how to project qi. Only experience and concentration can be the teacher. If it was an accident, Wang Yan can accept that easily since sometimes, cultivators release qi unknowingly.
The problem is, it wasn't an accident! The sachet was wrapped with a dense and extremely pure qi!
'Did I really made a mistake? '
Wang Yan shook his head and looked at Xie Yan who's pouting. He can't help but feel guilty on what he did. 'Wait, am I really feeling well? It's been years since I felt guilty! '
"I'm sorry." He apologized. If someone from the school were to see him right now, they won't even believe their eyes and ears! The Arctic Prince, Wang Yan actually apologized!
Xie Yan's ears perked. "Okay." He wiped his invisible tears and took another package. This time, he made sure to let the sachet land on Wang Yan's mattress instead.
He's a person who doesn't bore deep hatreds. Unless, someone really crosses the line. It only takes an apology and he'll feel much better and will even forgive that person.
But when he hated one person, it's a different case. Even if this person dies in front of him, he will even watch it like a movie while eating fried chicken or maybe gummies.
Wang Yan might have thought that it was an attack so he acted based on his reflexes. He's a cultivator after all. Furthermore, the person apologized already.
In addition, Xie Yan is biased towards people like Wang Yan; cold and handsome, true to their words. He grew up surrounded by top notch brothers that pampered him, Wang Yan reminds him of his brothers.