**Chapter 302: Obtaining the Magic Grass**

**Chapter 302: Obtaining the Magic Grass**

In a student dormitory, Zhu Zhuyun returned from her errands and immediately sent a message to her sister via pigeon. Taking out the weakened version of the Eight Immortals Pill, she carefully examined it, savoring its alluring fragrance before swallowing it in one swift motion.

After a moment of reflection, she closed her eyes and sat cross-legged, allowing the effects of the pill to take hold.

Within minutes, Zhu Zhuyun discovered that she had broken through two minor cultivation realms. However, what was even more remarkable was the subtle improvement in her natural aptitude. Though the change was small, it was significant enough to leave her momentarily speechless.

Improving one's innate abilities was no small feat, and the absence of any adverse side effects made it all the more extraordinary. Zhu Zhuyun smiled to herself, reflecting on her master's generosity.

'If he didn't care about me, why would he have given me such a rare elixir?' she thought. A gift like this was unusual, even for beings of her master's caliber. The elixir had not only enhanced her cultivation but also her innate potential. She wondered if this powerful remedy was something even her master rarely encountered.

The thought brought a smile to her face, but it was quickly overshadowed by a more conflicted sentiment. She realized she could no longer call him "Master" in the same way. His recent references to himself as "Brother Ling" suggested that their relationship had evolved into something more personal.

Zhu Zhuyun had never been entirely comfortable as his apprentice, and now that the boundaries between them were beginning to shift, she felt a sense of excitement. This change opened doors to future possibilities—ones where she could stand proudly alongside him, free from the constraints of their former roles.

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The next day, Zhao Ling held Jiang Nannan in his arms, her tired form nestled against his chest. He kissed her forehead gently, but his mind wandered, distracted by his thoughts.

Zhao Ling's circle of companions now included Tang Yuehua, Jiang Nannan, Zhang Lexuan, and Meng Hongchen—none of whom were expecting children. The events of the previous days had left some of them physically weakened, but Jiang Nannan seemed particularly fatigued today.

As he held her close, Zhao Ling's hands instinctively rested on her waist, his touch light and gentle. He noticed her glancing back at him, confusion crossing her face.

"Hubby," she murmured lazily, "I've been meaning to ask you something... You seem to pay a lot of attention to my… backside."

Zhao Ling blinked, caught off guard by her words. He recalled the first time he had met her, how he had admired her figure, but he never intended to make her feel uncomfortable.

"Is there something strange about that?" she continued. "Every time someone meets you, they seem to cover their… rear ends. It makes me wonder if you have some weird intentions."

The question left Zhao Ling flustered, but he smiled sheepishly, trying to deflect the awkwardness. "Nannan, you know I adore you; don't worry about it. It's just... well, you're very attractive."

With that, he gently laid her on the bed, eager to give her space to rest. "You should sleep now. I've got some things to take care of."

She nodded, still looking a bit puzzled but didn't press the issue further.

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In the privacy of his thoughts, Zhao Ling reflected on his strange reactions. He hadn't meant to make Jiang Nannan uncomfortable, but he couldn't deny that he felt drawn to her—a feeling rooted in both affection and the influence of the summoning card that had brought her to this time.

He chuckled awkwardly, jotting his musings into his diary: "It's embarrassing... Nan Nan actually asked if I like her... backside? I guess I do, but... well, it's complicated."

He sighed, feeling the weight of his thoughts. "I guess I'm just a little strange, huh?"

As he uploaded the entry and received his rating, he noticed a new item in his inventory: Mo Ke Grass. Suddenly, he remembered its purpose. "Could it be... the last ingredient for the Super Da Huan Dan?"

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