The Martial Way Must Of Course Be Cool

Ling Fei was immensely popular in Fu University. That was something Lu Xuan visibly felt, having followed her as they made it through the campus.

In Fu University, Ling Fei was like a superstar surrounded by her adoring fans. Along the way, many girls stole curious glances at them while some guys shot him death glares.

Lu Xuan was unaffected. He walked by Ling Fei's side, as calm and serene as a meditating old monk. It might be difficult to tell, but he had already entered a state of cultivation. While most cultivators would need to clear their minds of noisy thoughts before they meditate, Lu Xuan's soul and cultivation were so advanced that he could cultivate even he was sitting down or lying on his back.

Ling Fei led him across the campus. All around them, they could hear the laughter and cheers of the students. Even Lu Xuan found himself relaxing his ever-tense mind over the decades at their light-heartedness.