CHAPTER 337: CHAPTER 337: LYING

Ji You was somewhat incredulous about Sheng Qingyan’s family’s claims and turned to look at Chu Jiaojiao next to her, asking in an intentionally exaggerated and shocked tone: "Jiaojiao, did Teacher Mu really ask you guys to get into the top 100 of the Alliance? Being in the top 100 is no joke. With tens and hundreds of millions of Freshman students in the Alliance, getting into the top 100 is incredibly difficult, right? How could she make such an unreasonable demand of you?"

Chu Jiaojiao saw Ji You’s expression and chuckled, waving her hand: "Although Teacher Mu is a bit strict and has high expectations, don’t worry, Ji You. I won’t disappoint you. I will definitely make it into the top 100."

Chu Jiaojiao was not modest about her own abilities at all; instead, she was full of confidence.

Hearing this, Ji You’s mouth curved up, saying: "Jiaojiao, I of course believe you can definitely make it into the top 100, but as for the others..."

As she spoke, her gaze seemed to casually fall on Yue Qiyuan, Yue Qiguang, Shen Changqing, and a few others.

Feeling the contempt in that gaze, Yue Qiguang was the first to jump out, cursing: "Number 4444, what’s with that look? What do you mean? You dare to doubt my abilities?"

Ji You glanced at him and said, "I’m not questioning your abilities, I’m questioning your intelligence."

Yue Qiguang stomped his foot: "Number 4444! Come meet your doom!"

Ji You grimaced, "Boring."

Yue Qiguang: "..."

Seeing his mentally challenged brother get defeated again, Yue Qiyuan’s eyelid twitched; he still stood up, glancing sideways at Ji You and said: "Fine, whether we can make it into the top 100 or not, it’s not for Ji You, who couldn’t even make it to the promotion tournament, to worry about. If you’re not too tired, when we compete, you can come cheer for us from the spectator seats."

Ji You’s lips curled:

[Aiyo~

Such big talk.

But if this ’Dominate the Universe’ classmate knew that his so-called proud strength had been bested by me, this weakling, twice, I wonder what his face would look like then.]

Hmm~

Ji You hummed lightly, saying, "By then, I’ll definitely come to cheer for you guys, don’t worry."

After a slight pause, Ji You scanned the others in the group and her eyes finally landed on Shen Changqing. Her expression immediately softened, and she unconsciously spoke in a flattering tone: "As for whether the others can get into the top 100, I can’t say, but Shen Changqing, you definitely can make it into the top 100!" She stared at him with bright, sparkling eyes, fists clenched, shouting loudly: "Shen Changqing, you are amazing! Believe in yourself; you can definitely make it into the top 100."

Shen Changqing: "..."

Student number 4444, Ji You, was blunt to everyone else, but every time she spoke to him, there was always a strange tone in her voice—it didn’t really seem like fawning, flattering, or sucking up. Nor did it seem like admiration, respect, or adoration. Love? As soon as this thought appeared, Shen Changqing suddenly shivered, his face changing color slightly.

No!

Impossible.

But when did her attitude start to change?

He remembered that Ji You wasn’t like this before...

However, although he couldn’t understand the reason, Shen Changqing still tried to maintain his composure, speaking modestly: "I will do my best."

Ji You chuckled: "Little bro, good luck!"

After this exchange, Ji You returned to her dormitory, but after some inquiries, she was now certain that Teacher Mu Jianling only demanded the top 100 from all Combat Department students, even from the strong ones like Chu Jiaojiao, Yue Qiguang, Shen Changqing...

But!!!

For herself, Teacher Mu Jianling demanded the top 10! What did this mean?

It meant she was truly the number one powerhouse recognized and valued by Teacher Mu in the entire school.

Indeed—

Below me, all are inferior!

Hahaha...

With a confidence inflated to the extreme, Ji You returned to her dormitory, immediately brewed herself a cup of Cloud Mist Milk Tea, and felt an immediate sense of refreshment throughout her body and mind upon drinking it!

Her entire Spiritual World, and the Six Spiritual Threads, felt as if they were basking in warm sunlight, thoroughly cozy and delightful, nearly intoxicatingly sweet.

However, the effect of a cup of milk tea could only last about a minute; after that, the deep, heartfelt comfort would gradually dissipate.

Ji You smacked her lips, unable to resist reminiscing about the taste of the milk tea...

Then, her eyes fell on the jar where Cloud Mist Tea was stored, and her face soured slightly: it’s a pity that the quantity of Cloud Mist Tea is so small; each time, only a little can be used—if only she could have a full meal of it, that would be wonderful.

Of course—

Ji You clearly understood that such a thought was mere wishful thinking. But well, people do need to dream often to make life more splendid.

Just then, the phone rang.

Ji You looked and saw that it was a call from Teacher Mu Jianling. She immediately stopped her giggling and hurriedly answered, "Teacher... You called me, don’t tell me you knew my Cloud Mist Tea is running out and want to send me some more, right?"

Mu Jianling snorted coldly: "Wishful thinking. You should get your brain checked."

Ji You, undeterred, giggled and said, "I was just dreaming a little."

Mu Jianling said, "Let’s talk business."

Ji You quickly became serious.

Mu Jianling did not beat around the bush and directly asked, "After drinking Cloud Mist Tea for three days straight, do you feel any change in your spiritual power?"

Ji You’s smile stiffened, and she thought to herself, should she make up some changes? After all, aside from changes observed in Xiao You, Ji You genuinely felt no change herself.

But—

Even facing Teacher Mu Jianling, Ji You wouldn’t disclose anything about Xiao You.

So—

Should she say there were no changes, or perhaps fabricate a little lie?

Mu Jianling, through the holographic video, saw the expression on Ji You’s face and knew immediately what she was thinking, frowning and saying, "Tell the truth."

Ji You: "..."

Ji You scratched her head and said, "Um... Teacher... please don’t be disappointed, but I feel no change in my spiritual power after drinking it..."

Upon hearing this, Mu Jianling’s face darkened.

Ji You quickly shifted her tone, speaking earnestly, "It must be because the amount was too little! That’s why there was no change. As they say, quantitative change leads to qualitative change. I believe if I could drink more Cloud Mist Tea, there definitely would be a change. So... um... Teacher..."

Mu Jianling, frowning and ignoring Ji You’s imploring looks, thought for a moment, then turned to Ji You and scolded, "Do more, dream less. Okay, I’m hanging up."

As he was about to end the call.

Ji You hurriedly called out, "Wait! Teacher, wait! I have something I want to ask you."