Chapter 24 Barlotreid.
"Hmm? You're weird. Generally speaking, if you have a purpose to make friends, you won't be so direct, right?"
To be honest, facing the fat man in front of him, Xuan Mo did not feel disgusted, but rather interesting and curious.
But Jin Sanqian's attitude towards him was really puzzling.
After all, Xuan Mo had never heard of someone getting to know someone for a purpose, and even choosing to state the purpose out loud.
Isn't that stupid?
But then again, if you value a person's future and try to win him over with sincerity, there is nothing wrong with it. Regardless of the calculation, it is not offensive.
...
At this time, Jin Sanqian did not directly answer Xuan Mo, and what he said next was a bit irrelevant.
As he walked toward the cafeteria, he began to recount his family's history.
"Actually, our Jin family, though noble, wasn't founded solely on meritorious service to the Kingdom of Barak. Honestly, we're more like merchants."
Hearing Jin Sanqian's words, Xuan Mo couldn't help but wonder, "You merchants, you can actually become nobles through wealth."
His first reaction was, couldn't the Jin Sanqian family's noble titles be purchased?
"Don't get the wrong idea,"
Jin Sanqian observed Xuan Mo's questioning gaze. Though unsure of the details, he quickly explained.
"Our family earned our honorary titles by voluntarily contributing to the Kingdom's treasury."
These words confirmed Xuan Mo's suspicions. It was just another way of saying "buy an official position. "
Looking at Jin Sanqian's expression, it was unclear if he truly didn't know it was actually a case of buying an official position.
But Xuan Mo didn't intend to say it out loud. He wasn't stupid. He knew it would offend, yet he still spoke.
"So, as a businessman, the first thing I need to learn is to treat people with sincerity. Only then can I succeed."
Xuan Mo finally understood a little, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but curl up slightly. "It seems that you want to make an investment in me."
"Haha! That's not the case. After all, getting to know each other is like getting to know each other. The more friends you have, the more opportunities you have."
Jin Sanqian scratched the back of his head and extended his right hand.
"Then, would you like to be my friend?"
"For you nobles, making friends at the age of six is already quite difficult."
Xuan Mo didn't immediately extend his hand to express his desire to make friends. Instead, he glanced at Jin Sanqian.
"We nobles make friends just like you commoners, except we prioritize profit over profit. And my family is also a merchant family. Take me, for example. I've had a fiancée since I was born. It's a marriage of convenience."
"Did you come up with that?"
"How could that be? Of course, my father taught me that."
"Your father and you are both quite realistic. Although friendships like this aren't pure enough, they're not true friends. But it's unavoidable. So..."
Xuan Mo extended his right hand and shook Jin Sanqian's. "I'll make friends with you."
A beaming smile crossed Jin Sanqian's face. "Okay, just call me Sanqian from now on. Mozi, let's go. I'll treat you to a feast in the cafeteria."
Xuan Mo didn't refuse. He was just stunned by the name "Mozi," and his eyes twitched unconsciously.
"Sanqian, can you please call me something else?"
"Why?"
Xuan Mo thought to himself. I can't possibly tell you what "Mozi" stands for.
"I just feel uncomfortable. Just ask if we can change it."
"How can I feel uncomfortable? Do you want to be called Mo Mo? Even if you do, I can't afford to lose face."
"Forget it, let's just call him Mo Zi."
Xuan Mo smiled helplessly, but this feeling...
...
Not long after, Xuan Mo and Jin Sanqian walked to the of the cafeteria.
Xuan Mo saw a person walking out of the cafeteria, and his attention was instantly attracted.
"Hey, Mo Zi. What are you doing?" Jin Sanqian asked after noticing Xuan Mo's abnormality.
"Sanqian, do you know who that guy in the blood-stained robe is?" Xuan Mo pointed to the blood-stained robed boy who seemed out of place.
Jin Sanqian looked in the direction Xuan Mo pointed, and a blood-stained robed boy appeared in front of him.
Then, Jin Sanqian's eyes condensed slightly.
He whispered, "Mozi, you haven't dealt with him before, have you?"
As soon as Xuan Mo saw Jin Sanqian's expression, he knew this blood-robed youth was definitely not simple. However, he didn't say much, simply replying, "Not really, I'm just a little curious." As soon as he said this, Xuan Mo saw Jin Sanqian suddenly breathe a sigh of relief.
"You're..."
"It's okay, it's okay. Mozi, let me tell you. This guy is five years older than us, named Barlotlade. He has a very arrogant personality and looks like he doesn't want to be approached by strangers."
"And he's incredibly powerful. I've heard from others that he's already broken through to the Grand Soul Master level and is nearing the Soul Master level. He'll be there in about two years. He even won the first Freshman Competition in its first year."
Xuan Mo smiled but said nothing. After all, powerful people are always brimming with pride.
But when he heard Jin Sanqian mention the Freshman Competition, his interest piqued.
He asked, "By the way, what is this Freshman Competition you're talking about?"
"Oh, yes. Mozi, you probably don't know. The Freshman Competition is a tradition at the Barak Kingdom's Junior Soul Master Academy."
"The Freshman Competition, also known as the year-end exam, is a soul-fighting competition among all freshmen. It begins with a group battle, and the final winner of each ring is deemed the winner. They then draw lots for a one-on-one soul-fighting competition. Rankings are determined and rewards are distributed based on the rankings. But rumors suggest there might be some big changes this year."
Jin Sanqian's voice trailed off, mumbling to himself.
Xuan Mo didn't catch the rest of the conversation, but the preceding description piqued his interest. It looked like the freshman competition was going to be quite something.
Returning to his small courtyard, Xuan Mo didn't rush back to his room, but instead stood outside.
From Jin Sanqian's description, he knew there were undoubtedly quite a few exceptional freshmen in the academy.
If he wanted to achieve a good result, his current level wouldn't be enough.
Xuan Mo thought to himself, if he wanted to improve his strength, he'd have to focus on developing his first soul skill.
Controlling the earth element?
Then, his martial spirit possessed him, and his first soul ring suddenly lit up.
The ground in the courtyard gradually shifted, the grass utterly obliterated by Xuan Mo's first soul skill in an instant.
He then extended his hand and grasped it.
Rich earth elements converged in his hand, undergoing a subtle transformation.
But moments later, Xuan Mo's face paled.
His first soul skill was abruptly interrupted.
"No, it's still too much of a stretch. I've consumed too much mental energy, and I can't hold on any longer. I guess I'm being too impatient for quick success."
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