“I’ve decided! I want to join the Track and Field Department!” After visiting three clubs, Lei Mulan decisively made her choice, which also aligned with Mu Yanxi’s expectations.
This wolf demon, who had just recently gained enlightenment, definitely wouldn’t use a sword, so the Sword Dao Club was out of the question.
As a demon cultivator, the Gymnastics Club and Track and Field Department better suited her needs. After all, her physical constitution was naturally stronger than a human’s.
While the Gymnastics Club, focused on body flexibility, still leaned more towards the Spiritual Moon Palace’s philosophy—cultivating the beauty of one’s form, striving for future double cultivation with high-level cultivators, and cultivating along the way.
In comparison, the Track and Field Department perfectly met Lei Mulan’s requirements. Strengthening one’s power through exercise, physical cultivation also suited the advantages of a demon cultivator. Running and jumping were clearly a wolf demon’s strengths.
Mu Yanxi hadn’t expected that in a cultivation Sect where everyone could rely on divine artifacts to fly and attack, there would still be a method that used running speed, jumping distance, and throwing power as cultivation standards.
It felt like the influence and proportion of integrating martial arts and physical cultivation into immortality cultivation was actually quite significant.
Of course, the Track and Field Department wouldn’t completely deviate from the Spiritual Moon Palace’s training principles either.
For example, the members wearing revealing triangular sports shorts and thin athletic shirts, along with the female cultivators’ agile figures, were also full of the allure of youthful, athletic girls, clearly aimed at cultivating a differentiated charm for males.
Mu Yanxi had no objections to Lei Mulan’s choice, simply offering calm congratulations. “Congratulations on finding a club you like. I wish you a smooth entry.”
“Easy. I’ll go try it out first then. I also wish you find a club you like.” Lei Mulan happily called out and ran over. Mu Yanxi just smiled, watching her leave.
“So, Master, have you decided which club you want to join?” Wei Ling asked from the side.
“No, I haven’t been able to decide. Why don’t you go look at the clubs you like first? I want to think alone for a bit,” Mu Yanxi said.
“Then let’s add each other as friends first. If anything comes up, you can summon me anytime.” Wei Ling said, lifting the collar on her neck—it was her Terminal Ring. “Alright, I’ll head over first. Oh, Master, add me as a friend.”
Mu Yanxi roughly understood the friend-adding steps. She extended the Terminal Ring on her hand to touch Wei Ling’s Terminal Ring, and both sides automatically sent friend requests. Next, Mu Yanxi just needed to agree using her spirit sense. Very convenient.
However, while adding friends, Mu Yanxi also thought, if two girls both wore their Terminal Rings as collars on their necks, wouldn’t they need to press their faces and chests together to add each other as friends?
After Wei Ling finished adding her, she left. Mu Yanxi continued wandering alone through Yuehua Palace. The variety of clubs and their various activities truly broadened her horizons, but still, not a single club genuinely moved her enough to make her want to join.
The reason was simple: every club required members to participate in club activities on time. Clubs like the Track and Field Department and Gymnastics Club even had daily training.
While the Idol Enthusiast Club claimed to be about happy cultivation, it also required attending premiere viewings together, cheering for supported idols while cultivating together.
This was very uncomfortable for Mu Yanxi. In her previous life, she was accustomed to solitary, secluded cultivation in her cave dwelling.
Secluding herself for two or three years without emerging was normal; some great elders would seclude themselves for decades or even centuries.
In Mu Yanxi’s view, cultivation was lonely; the Great Way was walked alone. Now, after enrolling, it was suddenly said that cultivation required everyone to gather on time every day and cultivate together. This was very jarring for her.
Therefore, although some clubs’ introductions had piqued her interest, in the end, there wasn’t a single club she truly wanted to join because she simply couldn’t adapt to the club activities.
“Can I not join a club? Or is there any club where I can slack off in the dorm without attending activities?” Mu Yanxi muttered to herself with a bitter smile, walking aimlessly along the path.
Then, she saw Ruo Xuan standing ahead, seemingly also preoccupied with something, walking slowly with her head down. Looking closer, her brows were tightly furrowed.
Mu Yanxi walked over to greet her. “Ruo Xuan, have you chosen a club you want?”
“Ah?! It’s Yanxi.” Ruo Xuan was startled by the sudden address. Seeing it was Mu Yanxi, she became respectful again, her face full of gratitude.
“The Arena match earlier, I’m really so grateful. If it weren’t for you, Yanxi, I wouldn’t have gotten into the elite class, and you also vented my anger for me.”
“No need to thank me for such a small thing. I just did what I wanted to do. Besides, we both got into the elite class, didn’t we?” Mu Yanxi smiled indifferently. Defeating Liu Jing was just a casual act.
“Regardless, I’m still very thankful. You can just call me Xuan’er.” Ruo Xuan gave a slight bow. “Also, I haven’t found a club yet, and I’m actually troubled by this very matter.”
“Me too. I want a club that doesn’t require frequent gatherings for training, can improve my cultivation or abilities, and doesn’t involve learning how to fawn over male cultivators all day.” Mu Yanxi listed several conditions in one breath.
A club meeting so many conditions—even she felt it probably didn’t exist. The Idol Enthusiast Club barely met most of them, but she wasn’t willing to go chase stars with those annoying senior sisters. Mu Yanxi felt asking Ruo Xuan to recommend a club was really asking too much.
Unexpectedly, after pondering for a moment, Ruo Xuan actually spoke up. “I think there’s one club that might barely meet your requirements—the wind instrument department.”
“The wind instrument department?” Mu Yanxi was stunned. She had just heard this club’s name from the dance club senior sister. It should be a department specializing in cultivating the path of musical instruments and melody.
Moreover, the dance club senior sister had said the wind instrument department wasn’t as prosperous as the dance club.
This was evident from the dance club being a “club” while the wind instrument department was just a “department,” though theoretically, a “department” was a higher level than an “enthusiast club.”
One coincidence was that Mu Yanxi actually had some knowledge of music. In her previous life, she was, after all, a young master.
When playing with fellow disciples or feeling bored during solitary cultivation, playing the zither or flute was a very elegant leisure activity. Mu Yanxi could play the guzheng and the flute.
“Are you sure the wind instrument department doesn’t require gathering together to study the path of melody?” Mu Yanxi asked doubtfully.
“I checked the immortal brain’s information, and it stated that the Lingyue ascension song, the Spiritual Moon Palace’s highest secret transmission, includes the musical score part. How could the wind instrument department not learn instruments?”
“Well… the situation is a bit complicated. I can’t explain it clearly. Come with me to see, and you’ll understand.” Ruo Xuan said.
“Alright, let’s go take a look.” Mu Yanxi nodded. Hearing this, she was genuinely a bit curious.
As a result, upon reaching a rather deserted exhibition booth, a cacophony of disorganized music drifted into Mu Yanxi’s ears.
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