Chapter 4328 — Parting Again

Huang Xiaotao, standing to one side, heard this and could not help shrinking her neck a little in shyness, though her heart felt warm through and through. Ever since she had left the Cultivator Tribe all those years ago, this feeling of being cared for and valued had been a long time in coming.

"Plump and fair... are you planning to raise Xiaotao like a pig?" Wei Zhao said, at a loss for words.

"Oh? Don't tell me you don't like plump and fair, then I'll have to go on a diet!" Wang Xinyan shot Wei Zhao a glance of a thousand charms.

Even with Wei Zhao's composure, he could not help flushing and his heart racing, nearly losing his grip on himself, and he sighed inwardly that after a year apart, this girl's allure had only grown.

"No need, Sister Xinyan is so slender, even thinner than me, how could you be fat?" Huang Xiaotao corrected with a smile from the side. Because her face had once been disfigured and she had spent years out on trial missions, she was herself a rather slim beauty, but standing beside Wang Xinyan now, it was plain that the latter was still the leaner of the two.

Over the past year or so, though Wang Xinyan's days had been quite good, having been taken as a personal disciple by the East Sea Divine Nun, her heart had never stopped yearning for Wei Zhao, often worrying whether he was alive or dead, whether he was living hard, so naturally she could not grow plump; and besides, every female cultivator was a master of preserving her looks—so long as they did not wish to be fat, they could go a lifetime without growing fat.

"For the two of you, a little more weight would actually be fine," Wei Zhao said, thinking it over seriously, and finally blurted out, "Mm. Nice and fleshy."

"In your dreams!" Both women flushed at once in unison and spat at Wei Zhao. Wang Xinyan then changed the subject: "By the way. Apart from me, how is everyone else?"

The people she meant were naturally not those passersby with no connection to them, but Wei Zhao's other beauties—that is, her sisters.

"So far I've only found Tianchan and Xueli. They're both on Middle Island now; I still don't know the whereabouts of the others," Wei Zhao said with a sigh, somewhat helpless.

"Don't worry, Heaven looks after the good, I'm sure they're all fine," Wang Xinyan comforted him softly.

Huang Xiaotao, hearing this, was secretly puzzled—could it be that besides Shangguan Lan'er and Wang Xinyan, Wei Zhao had many other beauties too? From the sound of it, the Tianchan and Xueli she had never met should also be her sisters...

Though astonished at heart, Huang Xiaotao felt no jealousy at all. The patriarchal education she had received since childhood had rooted the notion that a wife takes her husband as her guide, and even now that she was a skilled cultivator of the early Golden Core stage and a personal disciple of the East Sea Divine Nun, she did not find anything improper in it—she was simply curious.

"I hope so," Wei Zhao nodded, and his pursuit of strength grew all the more urgent in his heart.

Wherever one went, strength was king. Wei Zhao's strength was now dozens or even a hundred times greater than when he had first come to Cloud Terrace Island, but to stride across the world on that alone, to bring back all these beauties of his, and further still to heal those comatose inheritor girlfriends and the pangolin—that was still far from enough.

Having longed for each other for over a year, they had finally met again, and now at once faced being parted at the ends of the earth; Wei Zhao, Wang Xinyan, and Huang Xiaotao truly could not bear to part.

Only, time together is always so fleeting. The three felt they had exchanged but a few words, had not even had time to savor the joy of reunion, when the sky outside had already darkened. The once somewhat empty streets were again drowned in the clamor of a bustling crowd. This showed that the Morning Star Academy's selection had come to a pause.

Of course, this was a grand gathering of over ten thousand participants; even though the Morning Star Academy's selection process was very simple, its manpower ample, and order strictly controlled to ensure efficiency, it was still absolutely impossible to finish all the selections in a single day—even working day and night, it would take at least some days.

However, at this hour Wang Xinyan and Huang Xiaotao could no longer stay out. The two of them must hurry back to the inn before dark, or else if the East Sea Divine Nun could not find them, who knew what trouble might ensue.

After all, one of them had a sponge physique, and the other was a perfect Golden Core cultivator with dual fire-wind spiritual roots—both possessed first-rate, supernal talent, and it would be no exaggeration to call them the treasures of the entire Morning Star Academy. Once the two of them went missing, not to mention the East Sea Divine Nun's alarm, even Ling Yuanqing and the others would likely dig all of Zhenduan City three feet deep.

With immense reluctance, Wei Zhao in the end could only part from the two women. Normally so composed, he became rather fussy and long-winded before leaving, charging them again and again with instructions, until both women were laughing. As Wei Zhao's beauties, they had never known he had this side to him.

Amid the laughter, Wang Xinyan and Huang Xiaotao felt ever warmer at heart. To be so cared for by Wei Zhao, no amount of waiting, no amount of longing, was too much to pay.

After parting at the Yanshui Tea House, Wei Zhao found a nearby inn and settled in. Though it was still packed to bursting, since many people now kept vigil all night at Zhenduan Plaza awaiting selection, some rooms had at last been freed up; otherwise, with the docks sealed and no way even to leave, Wei Zhao would have had to sleep in the streets.

In the days that followed, Wei Zhao settled thoroughly into the inn, scarcely stepping outside, and certainly not going to find Wang Xinyan and Huang Xiaotao—as if he had vanished from the world.

Though while Wang Xinyan and Huang Xiaotao had not yet left Zhenduan City, Wei Zhao truly wished to spend more time with them, reason told him that in his present situation, the less contact he had with the two women, the better.

Wang Xinyan, to be sure, needed no explaining—the radiance of the Three Fairies made her the focus wherever she went. As for Huang Xiaotao, though far less noticed than Wang Xinyan, her supernal dual fire-wind talent was now widely known, and having been taken as a personal disciple by the Mountain-Opening stage titan the East Sea Divine Nun, she was a veritable rising star of the Academy.

Moreover, during the earlier selection, Wei Zhao's connection with Huang Xiaotao had been seen by everyone present. Frankly, if he continued to be seen with Huang Xiaotao, he truly feared some blind fool of a good-for-nothing would come looking for trouble with him—especially those from the Morning Star Academy.

After all, those Nascent Soul stage guards he had seen earlier were all Academy disciples temporarily filling in, and by Ge Wei's account, not one of them was anyone to trifle with! (The School Beauty's Close Bodyguard Tribe has an event underway—book coupons and QQ memberships await you. On your phone's QQ, enter Dynamics—Interest Tribes—search for this book, follow, and join the event!) (To be continued) R655