My Apocalypse System Arrives 10 Years Early

Chapter 64: Chapter 63: The Tragic Fate of the ”Ice Mountain Peach Blossom Little Sword Immortal

Seeing Li Xiang and Jiang Jianguo’s good attitudes, Teacher Huang offered a few more earnest words before leaving, satisfied.

Still, Teacher Huang was truly kind-hearted and quite responsible. Otherwise, who would bother with this sort of mess? It hadn’t even happened at school.

”I’m sorry, Uncle Jiang. I’m sorry, Cai’Er,” Li Xiang apologized.

Jiang Jianguo waved a hand dismissively. He didn’t actually see it that way. Although he wasn’t a well-read man, his heart ached for his daughter. She had studied diligently at school for a month, waking up just after five in the morning and going to sleep past eleven at night. It was incredibly hard work.

He’d heard from his daughter that after the classroom lights were turned off, some students would take out emergency lamps, while others would light candles, continuing to burn the midnight oil until eleven o’clock before heading back to their dorms.

After a month of exhaustion, she was mentally and physically drained. It was perfectly understandable for her to want a little rest and entertainment upon returning home for break. It was a matter of balancing work and rest, after all.

Of course, he couldn’t possibly argue with the teacher.

Jiang Cai’Er, however, just shrugged and playfully stuck out her tongue. She wasn’t about to blame Li Xiang. With a giggle, she grabbed her father and Li Xiang by the hand and started running toward the school exit.

Li Xiang was still carrying his luggage on his back, but it didn’t affect his speed at all.

Thanks to the efforts of the entire school, a walkable path had been cleared through the snow on the main road. However, all the snow was now piled on the roadsides in banks taller than a person. There was no way to transport it, so they could only wait for it to melt naturally.

The story behind the snow-clearing was that many teachers had complained their students were cold. The principal’s response was, ”If they’re cold, then get them moving! Everyone outside to shovel snow. A little exercise and you won’t be cold anymore.”

And so, they mobilized en masse. Many hands make light work.

When they ran out of shovels, they simply used their hands. Everyone knows how to roll a snowball, right? It turned into an opportunity to play in the snow as well.

The principal led the charge, and everyone enjoyed this ”gluttonous feast” of snow, having an absolute blast.

A trip to the Northeast Snow Village would cost money, but this was free!

Some mischievous students even built snowmen on the athletic field. Others attempted to sculpt figures from anime and video games, like Optimus Prime, Diaochan, Lu Bu, Chang’e, the Monkey King, the Boonie Bears, and so on. They were strikingly lifelike—a perfect display of youthful energy.

Since it was already noon, Jiang Jianguo took Jiang Cai’Er and Li Xiang to a noodle shop. Each of them had a simple, large bowl of beef noodles drizzled with chili oil. Warmed from the meal, they finally started the tractor for the journey home.

On the way back, the snow started falling heavily again. Li Xiang secretly circulated his Breathing Technique. Warm streams of Spiritual Power flowed from the Spiritual Power Vortex in the mysterious acupoint between his brows. The energy traveled along his meridians throughout his body before returning to the vortex, completing a Great Cycle.

His body was still like a small furnace, just as it had been on the way there. Jiang Cai’Er felt the warmth and glanced over. She was secretly amazed to see Li Xiang’s face still flushed and healthy in the middle of the blizzard. She wanted to press her ice-cold hands against him to warm them up, but with her father right there, she didn’t dare.

Her own lips blue with cold, Jiang Cai’Er snuck several glances at Li Xiang during the ride. It was just so strange. ’With snowflakes filling the sky and the north wind cutting like a knife, how can his complexion be as rosy as a peach blossom? It’s just too handsome, isn’t it?’

Li Xiang, immersed in his Cultivation, was completely oblivious. He could feel his body brimming with Spiritual Power and sensed that he was on the verge of opening another Spiritual Power Vortex. However, he felt he was missing some crucial trigger and was unable to break through.

If he could open one more, he would be able to advance to Tier Two Extraordinary.