The Reborn Aristocrat's Daughter-Chapter 81 Night Patrol (1)_1

Situ Xin, upon discovering that she could control flight, began searching for information about refining tools in the Jade Token in her mind. She knew refining tools required Spirit Stones, which are ore containing Spiritual Energy, and also the Spiritual Spring.

The Spiritual Spring was something Situ Xin possessed in abundance, practically inexhaustible. However, she did not know where to find Spirit Stones. Moreover, she had been quite busy recently, so she had not found the time to search for these so-called Spirit Stones.

Situ Xin had left her house at twelve o’clock, so even with her rapid Qinggong, she could not arrive at her destination precisely at twelve.

Outside Situ Xin’s school, there was a jeep parked, with a boy sitting in the driver’s seat and a man leaning against the passenger door. Xia Yujie had dragged Liu Yuxiang to this place just after eleven o’clock.

"Hey, Ah Jie, are you sure it was supposed to be at midnight, not noon? Look, it’s already past twelve. Hey, Ah Jie, that person wouldn’t be playing a trick on you, would they?" Liu Yuxiang, sitting in the driver’s seat, raised his arm with the watch, pointing at the watch on his wrist while speaking to Xia Yujie.

"Sorry I’m late. But is my reputation really that bad? I don’t recall ever fooling around with anyone." A crisp childish voice rang out in the quiet night, sounding particularly pleasant to the ears.

Upon hearing the voice, Liu Yuxiang, who had been lounging lazily in the driver’s seat, suddenly sat upright and said, "Wow, Ah Jie, am I hearing things, or is that really the voice of a kid?" While speaking, he had already stuck his head out the window.

The moment Xia Yujie caught sight of Situ Xin, he instinctively stood up straight, but then he froze in place.

Not getting a response from his friend, Liu Yuxiang turned his head and called out, "Hey, Ah Jie, what’s wrong with you?"

Xia Yujie, brought back to his senses by Liu Yuxiang’s shout, didn’t bother with a response to his friend. Instead, he stared straight at Situ Xin, "You, you can fly?"

"What? Fly? Ah Jie, are your eyes deceiving you, or are you still half-asleep?" Before Situ Xin could speak, Liu Yuxiang quickly retorted.

"Shut up, no one will think you’re mute if you don’t speak. If I had known you would be this much trouble, I wouldn’t have brought you along." Seeing Situ Xin’s arrival, Xia Yujie’s anxiety finally settled. For some reason, he believed that the little girl before him could help him seek revenge.

Liu Yuxiang, silenced by Xia Yujie’s words, hastily opened the car door and leaped out. When he saw Situ Xin standing not far from him, he said in surprise, "It really is a 5 or 6-year-old girl, Ah Jie wasn’t wrong. I didn’t hear wrong either."

Situ Xin, looking at Liu Yuxiang’s dumbfounded expression, couldn’t help but laugh happily. Her laughter was contagious, brightening the moods of both Xia Yujie and Liu Yuxiang instantly.

"What’s the matter? Are you surprised? Would you be even more surprised if I said I really did fly here just now?" Situ Xin teased mischievously.

"Fly here? That’s definitely not..." Liu Yuxiang started to dismiss the possibility, but as he saw no sign of any transportation behind Situ Xin, he swallowed the rest of his words.

"Definitely not what? Why have you stopped talking?" Because Situ Xin was wearing a baseball cap with the brim pulled down low, Xia Yujie and Liu Yuxiang couldn’t fully make out her appearance or the mischief in her eyes.

Worried that his friend might offend Situ Xin, Xia Yujie quickly spoke, "Miss, sorry about my friend here, he’s always blunt. Please don’t take it to heart." After speaking, he turned to Liu Yuxiang, "Ah Xiang, I saw the Miss flying over with my own eyes."

Faced with his friend’s words, Liu Yuxiang, embarrassed, touched his nose. He was now pretty much convinced that Situ Xin had flown over.

Situ Xin decided not to tease them any longer, as there was serious business to discuss. In fact, Situ Xin had been expecting to reach her destination directly via Qinggong; she wanted Xia Yujie to recognize her abilities and accept her as his not-so-official master. After all, in this world, strength commands respect.

"I don’t get angry that easily. Whether I flew or not just now, that was merely Qinggong," Situ Xin muttered to herself while speaking, "I do have the capability to fly; I just don’t have a flying vehicle."

"Qinggong?" Liu Yuxiang’s eyes lit up when he heard Situ Xin mention Qinggong, taking a few quick steps to get in front of her. "You said you know Qinggong? Do you know any other martial arts?"

Situ Xin looked at Liu Yuxiang’s excited expression, so different from his earlier skepticism. "You don’t doubt my words now? You do know that Qinggong is something you only find in novels and on TV."

"No, I believe you. When I was very young, I had a chance to see an old man using Qinggong," Liu Yuxiang said nostalgically, "Ever since then, I’ve always wanted to become a martial arts master. Unfortunately, I only saw that old man once and never again. And in my pursuit to learn martial arts, I’ve even been to Shaolin Temple, only to return disappointed every time." Liu Yuxiang’s face fell as he concluded, "Could you, could you take me as your disciple?"

Situ Xin had never seen someone’s emotions change so rapidly; one moment they are utterly dejected, the next they are smiling and begging to be taken as a disciple.

Xia Yujie was also shocked by Situ Xin’s words, but he quickly found himself at a loss with his old friend’s behavior. "Ah Xiang, you..." Xia Yujie didn’t even know how to begin.

Situ Xin had a rather good impression of this straightforward, well-meaning Liu Yuxiang. But she wasn’t about to involve herself in trouble for the sake of someone she merely had a favorable impression of. Besides, she had so much on her plate already; where would she find the time to take on a disciple and teach martial arts?

She was about to decline, but she swallowed her words as she remembered something important—she was short-handed at the moment. If she could employ Liu Yuxiang under the pretense of taking him as a disciple, that would indeed be an excellent idea.