Chapter 307 - 34: Anya’s Repayment

Chapter 307: Chapter 34: Anya’s Repayment

Mo Ning, however, had performed a deep optimization on the Witchcraft, slashing the Spiritual Repulsive Force by more than half.

This was an astonishing degree of optimization, a testament to an exceptionally profound Divination Foundation.

KNOCK—KNOCK—

A sudden knock on the study door pulled Mo Ning from his concentration.

He opened the door to see Anya standing gracefully in the doorway, dressed in a pale yellow dress.

The Noble Lady seemed to have touched up her makeup. Her flirtatious eyes, a mix of bashfulness and amusement, made her look all the more stunning.

Framed by the doorway, she looked like a stunning portrait of a beauty.

"Dinner is ready!"

Anya’s voice was equal parts melodious and joyful, a sound that would make anyone who heard it feel happy.

"Oh," Mo Ning said. "Okay."

Anya glanced at her teammate’s expression and asked curiously, "You seem very happy?"

Mo Ning answered honestly, "I just mastered the Air Shield Technique."

’In truth, what he was really happy about wasn’t mastering a Level Zero Witchcraft, but the processing speed of his plug-in.’

The recent surge in his Spiritual Strength had caused the Gao Lei Factor to increase severalfold—and this factor was directly tied to the Divination Calculator’s processing speed.

He was amazed to find that his plug-in had managed to complete the deep optimization of the Air Shield Technique before dinner was even ready.

’Before he had taken the Soul Spirit Water, a task like this would have taken half a day at the very least.’

Anya was stunned. "That fast?!"

It was common for an ordinary First Level Apprentice to spend ten days to half a month learning a single Level Zero Witchcraft. For slightly more complex ones, it wasn’t unusual for it to take a month or even longer.

But it had been less than two hours since Mo Ning had woken from his nap. This speed was simply astounding to the Noble Lady.

She had no idea that this timeframe also included the deep optimization process. Otherwise, her jaw would have probably hit the floor.

Mo Ning lifted his chin slightly, affecting an air of arrogance. "Miss Anya, you shouldn’t underestimate a genius!"

Amusement flashed in Anya’s beautiful eyes. She gave an obedient curtsy, perfectly angled to send a flash of her smooth, pale cleavage into his line of sight.

The Noble Lady added with a wide smile, "Please forgive my impertinence, oh genius Mr. Mo Ning!"

Mo Ning gazed at the large apples hanging precariously from their branches, then casually offered a reward he considered trivial:

"If you run into any trouble learning the Air Shield Technique in the future, your current attitude will have earned you my most detailed instruction.

"You won’t need to borrow those dense and long-winded books on Witchcraft analysis from the library. I’m very familiar with your Divination Foundation, so I can give you the most precise and efficient pointers."

For an ordinary Apprentice, those words were worth at least 30 Black Tower Points.

Anya straightened up, pushing her chest out slightly as a seductive look washed over her pretty face:

"Oh, ever-generous Mr. Mo Ning, you simply must allow me to repay you later with the Joy Secret Skill."

She then added, making no attempt to hide her intentions, "I am more than willing to please you in any way I can."

Mo Ning’s expression faltered for a moment.

His lower back was still a bit sore, which made him hesitate slightly at the prospect of that particular reward.

’He was still young,’ he thought. ’It would probably be better to exercise a little more restraint in these matters.’

Anya saw his hesitation and flashed a brilliant smile. "Perhaps tomorrow would be a more suitable time."

The corner of Mo Ning’s mouth twitched.

’He knew, of course, that the Noble Lady was teasing him.’

Anya’s smile grew even brighter. "My dear Mr. Mo Ning, please accept my unreserved affection."

The Noble Lady strode forward and captured his lips in a fierce, devouring kiss.

Ever since they had become intimate, she no longer concealed her fiery passion.

A floor-length mirror stood off to the side, its reflective surface like an eye, silently watching the young man and woman revel in the sweet passions of youth.