Spirit Master Girl: Contracting with an SSS-Level School Beauty at the Start-Chapter 132: None but too handsome

With such quick speed, she was curious to see what level of understanding Xiao Zhan and the others could achieve in a week.

...

Meanwhile.

Director’s office.

A woman with outstanding demeanor sat opposite Qin Wanfeng, legs elegantly crossed, curly hair, gold-rimmed glasses, voluptuous chest, and a touch of laziness.

"What mission is it this time?"

If Xiao Zhan were here, he could recognize at a glance that this woman was Liu Xin.

Qin Wanfeng’s brow furrowed as he looked at the documents in his hand, "This mission is quite serious. It requires the entire special ops team to mobilize, and there’s no absolute certainty of success, which is why we need the beautiful vice president to step in."

"I don’t like hearing old man’s flatter."

Liu Xin pouted.

Her focus seemed not on the difficulty of the mission, but rather on the terms used.

Qin Wanfeng felt awkward, being called ’old man’ right off the bat, wasn’t that a bit impolite?

And he wasn’t that old.

At his fifty-plus years, he was in the prime of life.

"I’m not interested in the mission; I’m just there to make up the numbers. You all just need to make sure I’m protected," said Liu Xin.

"Of course, you are the beautiful vice president. We must ensure your safety and prevent any harm."

"You get offended when called old, yet you don’t know how to compliment properly. You keep repeating the same few phrases. This time, don’t let those old men protect me. I want to see handsome guys, something pleasing to the eyes."

Liu Xin showed a face of disgust.

Her focus was always on the terms used.

Qin Wanfeng felt a vein throbbing on his forehead, a bit defeated by the conversation; he rarely tried to suck up, and didn’t expect to shoot himself in the foot.

That hurts.

"Better to arrange someone older then, they have more experience and can take care of people well."

"Ew, you’re so gross~"

Liu Xin looked at Qin Wanfeng as if he were a pervert.

Then she said, "I don’t want that, I want someone young and handsome, energetic, enthusiastic, someone I like."

"I think Xiao Zhan would be great, just let him protect me."

"Xiao Zhan?"

Qin Wanfeng puzzled, "How do you know him?"

"Backdoor player in the special ops team, who doesn’t know him?"

Liu Xin joked.

Qin Wanfeng didn’t mind, but after pondering, he said, "Let’s choose someone else. He’s too young and not strong enough for the task."

Of course, that was just an excuse.

Even though he verbally said that, he thought.

Why must you have Xiao Zhan protect you?

Don’t you know his wife is a tigress? Before the enemies could tear you apart, she would tear you to pieces first.

"I’m not afraid."

But Liu Xin didn’t care; she had her mind set on Xiao Zhan.

"It’s not you being afraid, it’s me."

"What’s there to be scared of? With me here, aren’t you afraid we won’t complete the mission? No matter how tough the mission, we can accomplish it. Besides, when have I ever gotten hurt? This so-called protection is just a formality."

"That’s not what I meant." Qin Wanfeng felt he was aging fast.

"Then what do you mean?"

"It’s just... sigh, this time it’s different." Qin Wanfeng found it hard to explain.

"You always say it’s different." Liu Xin scoffed.

"Oh come on, it really is different this time. My dear ancestor, just pick someone else. The special ops team has many... ugh, stronger people than Xiao Zhan, why do you have to choose him?"

Qin Wanfeng was about to say there were so many more handsome than Xiao Zhan, why must you choose him.

But when he spoke, he realized there might not be anyone in the whole Special Service Bureau handsomer than Xiao Zhan.

So he changed his tune.

Liu Xin just smiled, eyes determined behind his gold-rimmed glasses.

"Nothing much, just too handsome."

Having said that, without waiting for Qin Wanfeng’s reaction, he stood up and headed straight for the door.

Upon reaching the door, he suddenly turned back with a brilliant smile, "The recent nickname ’Little Ancestor’ isn’t bad, that’s progress, worth praising."

Qin Wanfeng: "..."

Go to hell.

Do I, at this flamboyant age, need your praise?

But then he became troubled again, how should he explain this to Xiao Zhan? Oh no, how should he explain it to Ye Youlong?

...

Meanwhile, inside the Cultivation Room.

Time passed by every second.

The bond between Xiao Zhan and Ye Youlong reached an unprecedented level.

He felt like he could take on ten men now!

At the same time, as time passed, his body absorbed more and more Death Aura, like endlessly eating mints, unable to stop, utterly unable to stop.

And with the absorption of Death Aura, Xiao Zhan gradually noticed some changes in his body.

The first was his state of mind.

Cold.

Dead silent.

Merciless.

These were his most direct feelings; it seemed like he could no longer stir any emotional fluctuations about anything. His spiritual world was also affected, becoming indifferent, desireless, unwelcoming.

These were the abstract aspects.

There were also tangible changes.

That was his skin, gradually crawling with a deathly pale hue, unnaturally pale as if lifeless. Simultaneously, the flesh of his body became leaner.

His eye sockets protruded, skin wrapped tightly over bones, eyeballs sunken, and dark circles like ones who hadn’t slept emerged.

Nose bridge prominent, lips pale grey, his face looking like a patient who had wrestled with death for years.

As if he could die at any moment.

But these were all external manifestations.

Internally, Xiao Zhan felt his body brimming with force; every piece of flesh, every drop of blood, every cell was being baptized by power.

His body was rejoicing.

Powerful to the extreme.

As he was immersed in this feeling, he gradually realized that this sensation was fading, and disappearing fast.

He was a bit anxious, wanting to retain this feeling, but he could not hold onto it.

When this feeling completely disappeared, he came to his senses.

His eyes snapped open, his body transitioning from that dead silence back to a young, vibrant handsome lad.

In front of him was Instructor Min Ci.

A flicker of confusion in Xiao Zhan’s eyes vanished swiftly, then clarity was restored.

He glanced around and realized the entire Cultivation Room was empty but for himself.

"How long has it been?"

Instructor Min Ci’s eyes still held a trace of surprise, "Ten days."

"Ten days? Wasn’t it supposed to be only seven days?"

"Yes, only seven days, but that was just the coaching period for you. The rest was your own time."

Upon mentioning this, Instructor Min Ci couldn’t help but recall the past three days observing Xiao Zhan.

Lean as death, resembling a reaper.

The first time she saw him, she was terribly startled, thinking Xiao Zhan had gone into demonic possession.

It was only when she knew that Ye Youlong’s attribute was Death Aura that she realized this was Xiao Zhan’s Battle Spirit Form!