After estimating the time, Bai Ling woke up from her meditative state.
Back in reality, she saw that Lin Qiufeng and Qiao Shan were still cultivating, so she didn’t want to disturb them.
She just sat there, bored, looking around at her surroundings.
Finding nothing interesting, Bai Ling zoned out, staring at one spot, her mind wandering who knows where.
The other trainees had noticed Bai Ling the moment she entered earlier.
When they saw her open her eyes, they wanted to come over and try to get on her good side, but after waiting a long time, no one wanted to be the first to approach.
They hadn’t spent enough time with Bai Ling to know what kind of person she was—what if she was hard to talk to? Still, most of them couldn’t take their eyes off her from the start, even forgetting why they’d come to the training ground.
Bai Ling’s looks were like a snow plum blooming in the dead of winter—so enchanting that people couldn’t help but admire her.
Her noble, ethereal aura set off her alluring figure, and now, as she sat there dazed, she had a natural, cute blankness about her.
Even if they couldn’t touch her, just fantasizing was enough.
Bai Ling, bored out of her mind, thought about going out for a walk or doing some missions—she could even try out the magic array she’d just learned.
It was best not to use her past life’s abilities unless absolutely necessary, to avoid unnecessary trouble.
Healing magic should be enough.
In her previous life, she only had offensive skills and not much in the way of healing, but now, with this overpowered healing ability, she’d never have to fear losing anyone again.
It made up for what she’d lacked before.
This life, she could finally live freely—no one could stop her.
This time, she’d never lose her again, even if it meant going against the heavens.
Not long after, Lin Qiufeng and Qiao Shan woke up one after another.
Lin Qiufeng immediately spotted Bai Ling zoning out, so she snuck up and covered Bai Ling’s eyes from behind, lowering her voice, “Guess who I am!”
Hearing that voice, Bai Ling couldn’t help but find it funny.
Why did her voice sound so weird? And it was obvious she hadn’t changed her voice at all!
“….” Bai Ling didn’t want to say anything.
She felt embarrassed to have a teammate like this and didn’t bother answering.
After waiting a while with no response, Lin Qiufeng thought Bai Ling was really deep in thought, so she repeated herself in that same odd voice, only louder this time.
Seeing this girl repeat herself, Bai Ling felt like she’d made a bad friend.
But if she didn’t answer, would this girl just get even louder and draw a crowd? That would be truly humiliating.
“Lin Qiufeng.” Bai Ling replied flatly, as if she didn’t want to say even one more word.
“So you are awake! I thought you were so zoned out you didn’t notice anything.” Lin Qiufeng sounded a little surprised.
After she spoke, she slid her hands down from Bai Ling’s eyes to her waist, hugging her from behind.
The moment Lin Qiufeng’s hands reached Bai Ling’s waist, Bai Ling’s body trembled, then froze, not daring to move at all.
Even through her clothes, Lin Qiufeng could feel Bai Ling’s cool skin, which felt really nice.
But she also noticed Bai Ling’s shiver, so she leaned forward, resting her head on Bai Ling’s shoulder, and asked curiously, “Xiao Ling, what’s wrong?”
As soon as Lin Qiufeng pressed up against her, Bai Ling felt two soft mounds against her back.
She didn’t dare make a sound, torn between the softness behind her and the agony of trying to control herself.
It was both pleasure and torture—this feeling was killing her!
“N-nothing!” Bai Ling could barely get the words out.
Lin Qiufeng seemed to catch on, grinning mischievously, “Oh~? Really?”
Then she gave Bai Ling’s waist a couple of squeezes.
“Hey? Stop!” Bai Ling’s eyes widened—she hadn’t expected Lin Qiufeng to be this sharp.
Yes, Bai Ling’s weakness was that she was extremely ticklish.
“Oh~? I’ve found Xiao Ling’s weak spot!” Looking interested, Lin Qiufeng started tickling Bai Ling’s waist with both hands.
“Hey! Stop, that tickles—haha, ha, haha, stop, stop, seriously, stop!” Bai Ling had thought Lin Qiufeng would let go after hearing her, but instead, she just got more into it.
Bai Ling, completely at Lin Qiufeng’s mercy, couldn’t muster any strength and could only let those devilish hands do as they pleased.
“Hehehe!!” Lin Qiufeng just kept laughing, not caring at all.
“What? Beg me!” Lin Qiufeng looked at Bai Ling with a wicked, triumphant grin.
“Please… please.” Bai Ling practically gritted her teeth, her face red as she forced out the words.
It was so humiliating, but if she didn’t say it, things would only get worse.
“Hmph! I win.” Lin Qiufeng flashed a victory sign at Bai Ling, looking smug.
Bai Ling hurriedly straightened her rumpled clothes, shooting Lin Qiufeng a look of exasperation.
She was speechless—how could this girl act like such a kid?
The onlookers all wished they could trade places with Lin Qiufeng.
Even just touching Bai Ling’s skin once would be worth it, but that was just wishful thinking.
When Bai Ling showed that shy, feminine side, their eyes glazed over.
She looked so delicate, like someone you’d want to push down, hold in your arms, and cherish—a damsel in need of protection.
As Bai Ling fixed her clothes, they all wished they could see right through them.
Qiao Shan was no exception, but he didn’t want anyone else to touch Bai Ling, not even with their eyes.
He glared fiercely at the crowd, but no one paid him any attention—they were all staring at Bai Ling, oblivious to his look.
This left Qiao Shan feeling awkward, so he cleared his throat.
“Ahem, since we’re all done cultivating, let’s go!”
“Yeah, let’s go!” Bai Ling immediately agreed—she was too embarrassed to stay here any longer.
She’d been blushing the whole time! It was best to leave as soon as possible—retreat is the best strategy.
Lin Qiufeng pouted, clearly reluctant, but since the majority ruled, she didn’t argue.
She linked arms with Bai Ling and left, with Qiao Shan following close behind.
