Chapter 224: Posting on Social Media

After treating everyone to a meal, Chen Mobai took a group photo. Then, feeling the effects of the alcohol, he couldn't resist posting on his Moments: "Entering my fourth year at Wuqi Dao Academy, I've finally achieved Foundation Establishment! I'm the second fastest among my peers, but I still need to work hard." After posting, Ming Yihua, who was beside him, pulled him away for a second round of drinks.

In the end, Chen Mobai had no idea how he got back. Waking up early the next morning, he still felt a bit groggy. However, now that he had achieved Foundation Establishment, the Longevity Scripture completed a full cycle, expelling all the alcohol from his body and restoring his energy, spirit, and vigor to their peak. This cultivation method of the Divine Wood Sect was reputed to be the foremost health-preserving technique in the Eastern Wilderness.

“Oh right, it seems I’ll gain an extra sixty years of lifespan after Foundation Establishment. I wonder if that’s true,” Chen Mobai mumbled to himself. As he mumbled, he changed into a new set of clothes and tied his long black hair, which he had intentionally grown out to complement his ancient-style attire, into a simple ponytail. Looking at the neat and clean young man in the mirror, Chen Mobai nodded with satisfaction, picked up his phone, put on his backpack, and then picked up the long box containing the Formless Puppet. He had a puppet class today, and Che Yucheng had promised to give him extra lessons after class. However, since it was inconvenient to expose his storage bag, Chen Mobai had no choice but to carry the cumbersome box to school.

Leaving his wooden house, he headed towards Wuqi Dao Academy. “Oh, good morning!” Just as he stepped out, he realized he was lucky today; he actually ran into Meng Huang’er at the crossroads at the foot of the mountain. Over these four years, Chen Mobai and she had become nodding acquaintances. As Meng Huang’er was a year ahead of him and focused on music and national tours, the two of them had virtually no interactions. It was rather embarrassing, but after four years, Chen Mobai still didn't have his neighbor's contact information.

“Morning,” Meng Huang’er replied. After greeting him, she stood on her skateboard, not moving forward alone as she usually did. Chen Mobai, however, didn't notice this. With his backpack on, he took a deep breath and cast a second-tier spell that he had long mastered but was only now able to perform: the Flight Spell! From his Dantian Qi Sea, a drop of liquid spiritual energy surged forth, spreading throughout his bone marrow. Chen Mobai felt as if his body had been emptied of weight, becoming light and airy. Then, to his surprise, his feet left the ground and he rose into the air. "Is this what flying feels like?" A sense of exhilaration welled up in his heart. He watched the ground recede further and further, instinctively holding the puppet box with both hands to maintain balance. With a soft cry, Chen Mobai began to fly through the air towards Wuqi Dao Academy. Of course, his speed wasn't fast. Below him, Meng Huang’er, on her skateboard on the mountain road, maintained the same pace as him as she headed towards the school. One was in the air, the other on the ground.

On the ground, Meng Huang’er looked at Chen Mobai in the air with an envious expression. She had an impression of this junior; his help at the train station had touched her quite a bit. However, his moving in next door on the very first day of school had made her feel somewhat uncomfortable. After all, as a big star, she had encountered many sasaeng fans. Although she knew students from Wuqi Dao Academy wouldn't be like that, she still deliberately kept her distance to avoid any rumors. For these four years, except for the first day of school, they had never walked to school together again. They only occasionally ran into each other within the school. This was Meng Huang’er deliberately avoiding him. But yesterday, after seeing the notification on the campus network and recognizing the name Chen Mobai, she couldn't help but be deeply shocked. He actually achieved Foundation Establishment! She had already perfected the ninth level of Qi Condensation, but because she hadn't mastered the Critical Method, she dared not take that final step. Yet this junior, a year younger than her, had actually surpassed her and successfully achieved Foundation Establishment. Should she ask him if there were any tricks to cultivating the Critical Method? Thinking this, Meng Huang’er, for some inexplicable reason, observed the wooden house in the valley below from her villa on the mountaintop today. Although she couldn't see inside the house, she could clearly see Chen Mobai leaving, which was precisely why she had been able to avoid the possibility of going to school with him for the past four years. But today, she intentionally waited for this opportunity. After Chen Mobai left, she rode her skateboard at top speed to the crossroads at the foot of the mountain, then pretended it was a chance encounter. However, after the 'chance encounter,' she didn't know how to start a conversation. And then, this junior simply greeted her and flew away! Didn't he think that walking to school together along the mountain path would be a romantic thing to do!? With puffed cheeks, Meng Huang’er rode her skateboard, following Chen Mobai's clumsy flight in the sky, unable to suppress her envy. No matter how clumsy or awkward his posture, he was still flying under his own power! Why hadn't she noticed before that this junior was quite handsome? Meng Huang’er watched Chen Mobai flying in the air, her eyes filled with longing.

At the school gate, she finally waited for Chen Mobai, who had descended after his initial excitement. “Junior, should we add each other as friends?” Meng Huang’er, no longer reserved, took out her phone. “Oh, sure,” Chen Mobai replied, a little surprised. He found it a bit strange; he could usually sense that this big star avoided him, so why was she so proactive today? Oh, it must be because I achieved Foundation Establishment. Realizing this, Chen Mobai couldn't help but feel that the more than three years of hard work he had put into obtaining the Foundation Establishment Pill from the Divine Wood Sect were indeed worthwhile. Only a higher cultivation realm could command respect. This was another validation of True Person Qingping's theory. Thinking this, Chen Mobai opened his phone and was immediately startled. Moments: 99+ unread messages. What's going on? However, as he was now a Foundation Establishment cultivator, he quickly recalled the events he had blacked out from. He seemed to have posted on Moments last night. "Damn, that was a bit too high-profile." Even after adding Meng Huang’er as a friend, Chen Mobai's mind was still preoccupied with this thought. He bid farewell to the big star and walked directly towards the teaching building.

“Hey!” Meng Huang’er's voice came from behind him. Chen Mobai turned his head, a puzzled expression on his face. “Anything else?” “N-no... nothing...” Meng Huang’er was still a bit shy; she felt embarrassed to immediately ask the junior, whom she had just added as a friend, about the secrets of cultivating the Critical Method. She decided to wait until they were more familiar after a few more visits before naturally asking for guidance. “Oh, okay, I'm leaving then.” After saying this, Chen Mobai turned around, only to unexpectedly run into another acquaintance at the crossroads of the stairs: Ma Xiaoming. Ma Xiaoming, the Wuqi Dao Academy student he had met in the waiting room at the train station long ago, who had then mocked Chen Mobai as merely a lucky recipient of the Immortal Sect's expansion policy, now stood rooted to the spot, his face incredibly awkward. He wanted to turn around, lower his head, and quickly run in the opposite direction. However, being a good student who adhered to school rules, he could only grit his teeth, stand still, and perform the ancient congratulatory ritual for successful Foundation Establishment towards Chen Mobai, who was not far away. “Congratulations.” Chen Mobai hadn't expected Ma Xiaoming to be so bold. But since he was, Chen Mobai saw no need to dwell on the matter any longer. He simply spread his left hand open, placed it flat on his chest, and then lightly raised it, returning the gesture. “You're welcome. I hope you're the next to achieve Foundation Establishment.” This scene was also witnessed by Meng Huang’er, who was still at the bottom of the stairs. As someone who had been there that day, she felt a surge of sympathetic satisfaction. "Hehehe!" A bell-like laugh rang out, making Chen Mobai curious. "This was clearly my moment of triumph; why are you so happy about it?"