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Of course, this is also a reference point for Yang Xiaoyou's own understanding of Taoist realms, similar to non-human entities like Dream Butterfly. Yang Xiaoyou does not believe that anyone among the ancients possessed such innate talent. Perhaps some individuals with brain abnormalities could barely achieve it through sheer accumulation of time, but even throughout history, such cases would be extremely rare.
Yang Xiaoyou's classification is merely related to the layers and intensity of the Spirit Realm, and it does not have much to do with actual strength. For example, Yuan Fangzi, a seasoned Mercenary, could easily defeat him as long as he could withstand the pressure. The attacks from Dream Butterfly would only amount to one or two strikes at most; if Yang Xiaoyou truly needed to deal with it, it wouldn't pose much of a problem.
The reason Yuan Fangzi is nearing his limit now likely relates to his mental cultivation. An aging body struggles to support a clear mind.
On the other hand, Feng Ji appears so vibrant because both his spirit and Flesh have reached this level, complementing each other.
"Hmph, why are you always asking about Dream Butterfly Sister? You're definitely up to no good," Qi Menglu said with a frown, her ponytails bouncing playfully as she expressed her irritation. It seems this girl has a bit of admiration for that Idol Sister known as Dream Butterfly.
"I'm not interested in flat-chested girls," Yang Xiaoyou replied, rolling his eyes at her.
"Flat-chested? You can go die!" Although Yang Xiaoyou was referring to Dream Butterfly, Qi Menglu seemed to take it personally and suddenly tackled him to the ground. She then grabbed his cheeks and pulled them apart.
In response to the sudden attack, Yang Xiaoyou was not one to back down and retaliated by tugging at her cheeks fiercely.
Just as they were engaged in this tug-of-war, they noticed a flash of light. Turning their heads, they saw Chen Wuyou with a blank expression, taking pictures of their current antics with his phone. This felt like a bucket of cold water splashed over the two fighters.
"Hey, you didn't really take that picture, did you?" After getting up, Yang Xiaoyou asked nervously. Chen Wuyou had a sharp tongue and some peculiar collecting habits; this was not something amusing.
"Are you doubting my skills?" Chen Wuyou replied nonchalantly as he put away his phone and shot him a glare.
That look made Yang Xiaoyou feel a shiver run down his spine.
At that moment, a man dragging luggage and dressed in a single layer of clothing, completely out of place with the others, stepped out from the exit. It was Chen Hao.
His appearance broke the somewhat eerie atmosphere that had settled in.
It had been several months since they last met, and he now seemed noticeably more composed. Although he wore protective eyewear, at first glance he resembled a refined young gentleman.
However, Yang Xiaoyou could clearly sense a hidden sharpness about him. From his stride, it was evident that he had undergone significant improvement.
"Siberian Training Camp? Although I haven't been there, it certainly lives up to its reputation," Yang Xiaoyou remarked, feeling a bit emotional after sensing the changes in Chen Hao.
The Siberian Training Camp, due to its advantageous environmental conditions and some historical factors, is one of the top training camps in the world. Many seasoned mercenaries have emerged from there, and Chen Hao's recent arrival was because he had been sent there for a training session.
Being arranged for such training while still a student showed how much importance the school placed on him.
"Hey, Xiao You! I heard you encountered the Virus Infection Incident again. That virus of mine wasn't released by you, was it?" Chen Hao said with a smile after hugging Yang Xiaoyou upon seeing him.
"Oh? It seems like not only your body has changed; you used to joke around a lot less," Yang Xiaoyou replied nonchalantly after playfully nudging him.
Yet at that moment, he felt a bit embarrassed; after all, he had indeed released that virus.
Just as this thought crossed his mind, the familiar flash of a camera went off again. He then saw Chen Wuyou looking at his phone while muttering to himself, "As expected, it's more fitting for a shut-in to be cozy with a rat than to pair up with Meng Lu."
He then wiped the corner of his mouth, unsure if there was any drool present.
Yang Xiaoyou couldn't help but twitch her cheeks at the sight.
Yang Xiaoyou, Qi Menglu, and Chen Hao had grown up together. Although Chen Wuyou spent more time apart from them, she was still around the same age and was considered their Big Sister.
It was quite rare for all of them to meet again like this.
After storing their belongings, the group began to bicker and chat while wandering around the city. The slightly empty streets before the New Year did not dampen their spirits in the slightest.
As they shared their experiences along the way, time flew by quickly.
Whether it was Chen Hao's adventures in Siberia or Yang Xiaoyou's encounters, they were all able to share their stories without any hesitation. By the time they had circled the city, it was already dusk when they arrived at the Qimenglu Family home.
Since her house was the largest, it was usually chosen for family gatherings among the three families.
At the same time, Chen Hao's father, who had been busy running his business outside, arrived just in time.
Upon entering the Qimenglu Family home, they could see Qi Menglu's mother and Chen Hao's mother busy in the kitchen, while Qi Qiusheng occasionally lent a hand. Outside, Yang Xiaoyou's parents and Chen Hao's father were sitting on the sofa chatting.
"Uncle Chen, it's been a long time," Yang Xiaoyou greeted Chen Hao's father as she arrived.
His father had left behind some health issues from his time on the battlefield but was now focused on his business. Although he hadn't received a title like Qi Menglu's father, he was certainly one of the fastest earners among the three families.
"Xiao You, you've had quite a few troubles lately, haven't you? Hehe, that virus wasn't caused by you, right?" It was clear that both father and son shared a similar sense of humor; their first words hit the mark perfectly.
"Hey, hey, not at all, but Uncle Chen seems to be in much better spirits." After a light chuckle, Yang Xiaoyou shifted the conversation to another topic.
"Indeed, I recently switched to a more reputable doctor, but it's not easy to get rid of old ailments," Chen Father replied, showing a hint of a smile.
He then turned to Yang Kai and said, "Brother Yang, you two should be coming back soon. It's dangerous to be out and about; who knows where another virus might pop up? Besides, Xiao You has her college entrance exams next year."
"Cough, it's rare to find a satisfactory employer; this is the kind of life we aspire to. As for this brat, if she doesn't pass, she'll just be sent to the military," Yang Kai responded confidently to the increasingly pressing question.
Hearing this response, Chen Father could only smile wryly before continuing, "I've heard some rumors while discussing business lately. It's fine to go out, but it's best not to head to India anytime soon. The military there and the British suppression forces have already started clashing."
"Let's try to avoid it as much as possible; we have to listen to the boss," Yang Kai said with a laugh. Just then, Qi Menglu's Mother called everyone to the table, abruptly ending that topic.
Meanwhile, Yang Xiaoyou squinted her eyes. If she remembered correctly, India's first war had ended in failure.
However, this colonial uprising had dealt a significant blow to the already precarious economy of the British Empire. Because of this, George Osborne's proposal for negotiations with the Chinese Empire regarding Indian colonies had gained attention.
This time, it was uncertain whether any changes would arise due to shifts in the timeline.
"Hiss, selling arms to the military would be quite a lucrative income. However, their payment capability and the need to evade British scrutiny make it quite troublesome. Tsk, let them gather some intelligence first; real full-scale combat is still some time away," Yang Xiaoyou mused as she reached for the dining table and began her plan for filling her plate. To be continued...
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