Mu Xue and Mu Xue

Ziyuan keenly noticed that Muxue's expression was a little strange, and couldn't help but ask with concern: "Xue'er, what's wrong? Are you feeling unwell?"

After hearing this, Mu Xue shook her head slightly and said slowly: "It's not that I feel uncomfortable, I just have a strange feeling, as if..." As she spoke, Mu Xue lowered her head and fell into deep thought.

After a moment, her eyes suddenly lit up, and she said with joy, "Yes, I seem to have cultivated the ninth star! That's right! I haven't felt this way for a long time, and I actually forgot about it for a moment."

At this moment, Muxue's face was filled with unconcealable joy. Ziyuan was also sincerely happy for Muxue and said with a smile, "Great news! By cultivating the ninth star, you have entered the peak of the Spirit Realm! You will soon join the ranks of the Soul Realm and become one of the powerful soul realm masters!"

However, a hint of doubt appeared on Mu Xue's face. She whispered, "How strange! My realm, which has been inactive for so long, has actually improved today. Emmm, I'm a little confused."

Ziyuan frowned slightly, carefully sensing Muxue's breath, and then said, "Indeed, I can feel that there is something strange about your body. I just noticed today that your flower staff is symbiotic with you, yet you are able to practice archery again, which is rare since ancient times. Could it be that you have some kind of innate constitution?"

"But I have seen things like natural sword bodies and natural sword species (a type of elemental species), but I have never seen anything as strange as yours."

Ziyuan's eyebrows furrowed slightly, and she too fell into deep thought. She searched her mind for various records about special physical conditions, but could not find any examples similar to Muxue's.

Mu Xue was secretly worried, fearing that Zi Yuan would discover her sister Mu Xue during the investigation.

She didn't understand why she was so scared. Maybe she was afraid that Ziyuan would think she was a weirdo after finding out.

So, Mu Xue quickly changed the subject: "Forget it, let's go back to the academy. We can't come up with an answer even if we think about it together. Linglong has finished eating."

Mu Xue's voice broke the silence. There was a hint of expectation in her eyes, hoping that Zi Yuan would agree to her proposal.

Ziyuan, who was still in deep thought, was slightly stunned when he heard Muxue's words, and then stopped thinking.

She felt that what Mu Xue said made sense. After all, thinking hard here would not produce any results.

"Then, shall we go back to the academy?" Ziyuan said softly, with a hint of relief in her tone.

"Okay, let's go. Goodbye Linglong. I'll be back in the evening!" Muxue waved and said goodbye to Linglong.

There was a gentle smile on her face and her eyes were full of reluctance.

Linglong seemed to have sensed Muxue's emotions and called out softly, as if responding to her.

The two left home and headed towards the college.

Along the way, their figures looked particularly light in the sunlight.

It took the two of them almost half an hour to go back and forth.

The college usually gives students a one-hour lunch break, so there is plenty of time left.

They can use this time to adjust their state and prepare for the afternoon study and practice.

The two of them arrived at the academy very quickly. They had a smooth journey and did not encounter any danger.

The sunlight shines on the ancient buildings of the college, creating a warm glow.

"Xue'er, do you want to continue going to the archery practice range? Or do you want your sister to take you there to play?" Ziyuan said with a smile, her eyes full of anticipation.

Mu Xue pondered for a while, her eyes gradually became firm, and she said, "I'd better go to the training ground. After all, practicing is like rowing against the current. If you don't work hard, you will regress." Mu Xue's words revealed a firmness and determination.

"I didn't expect Xue'er to be so knowledgeable!" Ziyuan showed a hint of admiration in his eyes and reached out to touch Muxue's head.

"Then do your best. I'll go back to prepare for class. See you then!" After saying that, Ziyuan disappeared in a flash.

Only Muxue was left standing there, looking in the direction where Ziyuan disappeared, with a warm feeling in her heart.

After seeing her leave, Mu Xue walked towards the archery practice range where Zi Yuan had taken her in the morning.

It is autumn now, and the breeze brings a slight coolness, and it is not so hot at noon.

The leaves swayed gently in the wind, making a rustling sound, as if cheering for Muxue's efforts.

Mu Xue came to the training ground and was surprised to find that there were several people there.

Muxue has a social anxiety disorder, and when facing strangers, she feels a little uneasy.

So, she let her sister Mu Xue take over the body without hesitation.

Mu Xue walked up to the training ground she had used before. There was no one there, so she could use it with confidence.

Mu Xue looked calm as she took out an ordinary wooden bow from her storage necklace.

She held the bow, feeling the texture of the wood, her eyes focused and determined.

She drew her bow and aimed at the bull's eye, her movements smooth and seamless. But at that moment, a dragonfly suddenly flew by, and because of Mu Xue's influence, she had to raise her bow a little higher to avoid the dragonfly.

In the end, the arrow didn't hit the bull's eye, but flew into the distance.

The guys who were also practicing nearby couldn't help but laugh when they saw this. "Hahahaha, this is so funny! You can't even hit the target, and you're still here? Are you trying to be funny? Hahaha!"

"Yeah! You can't even hit the target, and you still come to a place like this."

"You can't even hit the target, so just go home and get your milk! Hahahaha!"

Their mocking voices were one after another, full of disdain.

However, Mu Xue ignored their ridicule and continued with the "homework" in her hands.

Mu Xue set herself an assignment, which was to draw the bow 5000 times every day.

I didn’t finish yesterday’s homework, or I could say I basically didn’t do any of it. If you count the arrows I shot when hitting Shi Yu, it would only be two or three hundred times.

She felt that she should make up for yesterday's work today, after all, homework had to be done.

She has only one goal in mind, which is to continuously improve her own strength and not be affected by the ridicule of others.