Chapter 1329: Unexpected Encounter with Zhao Feiyan After Zhang Yunqian and Xue Huaing had left, Lu Yun stayed up all night, still utterly unable to fall asleep, gazing blankly at the ceiling with bloodshot eyes. With the two women gone, Lu Yun immediately grew restless again. If it were as the Humble Dragon had said—besides not sleeping, he had no other options—then what could he do? Damn it! Could he really endure just one day without sleep, let alone two or three days, or even more? Grasping his teeth tightly, Lu Yun even considered simply closing his eyes and letting whatever happened in his dreams unfold naturally. After all, wasn’t it just about learning to wield a sword? Could a mere broken sword really scare the once fearless, fearless young man into being unable to sleep? Yet this thought had only arisen in the span of a single moment, still unformed, and was swiftly rejected by Lu Yun. While he might face difficulties himself, he couldn't bear the thought of what would happen to all his relatives around him. If something unforeseen occurred to him, how would they cope? He hadn't yet managed to help his devoted third uncles and aunts—those who had raised him with such care—enjoy a comfortable life. He hadn't even married into the family of Xiao Ying and her companions. How could he simply vanish like this? There must be another way. There surely must be. He needed to strengthen his soul, strengthen his inner awareness! According to Wēi Suǒ Long, the reason he couldn't currently forcibly enter Lu Yun's dreams was that the ancient-dressed figure had already entered his dreams first, and his soul and inner awareness could no longer sustain the presence of both of them simultaneously. Thus, the solution must begin with strengthening his own soul. Yet, Lu Yun had no clear understanding of how to achieve that. He didn't know it himself, but the Humble Dragon should have. Since this creature recognizes his soul as particularly fragile and unable to withstand forced intrusions, he must surely have some method to strengthen his soul. Last time they spoke, Land Yun was so preoccupied with frustration that he hadn't noticed this point. Indeed, there must be a secret method for the Humble Dragon to fortify his soul. With that thought, Land Yun immediately became excited and summoned the Humble Dragon with his mind. Yet, despite calling out repeatedly, the Humble Dragon didn't appear as eagerly as before. Exhaling in frustration, Land Yun quietly cursed the sluggish four-legged serpent—always failing at the crucial moments. Glancing at the clock on the wall, Land Yun angrily got out of bed, took a shower, and prepared for class. For now, he would have to wait until the Humble Dragon woke up to inquire about the method to strengthen his soul. After leaving the convenience store, Land Yun walked steadily toward the classroom, his mood increasingly gloomy. "Lu Yun." Just as Lu Yun was walking toward the school gate, a soft, delicate voice suddenly came from behind. Zhao Feiyan! Lu Yun instantly stopped, turned around, and saw a slender girl with a ponytail approaching. "Feiyan, you came so early," Lu Yun said, not knowing why—perhaps because of the sheer volume of recent events—he always felt their relationship was still at the very beginning stage, with no substantial progress yet. Seeing Feiyan push her bicycle toward him, Lu Yun hurried forward and took the bike from her. As their hands met on the handlebars, Feiyan's delicate face flushed pink, and her shy, bashful expression made Lu Yun feel particularly tickled. "It's not early at all—there are still fifteen minutes until morning class starts." Zhao Feiyan had never before been held by a boy in both hands, and her voice trembled slightly as she spoke, her face shy and her head lowered. Lu Yun, a seasoned admirer of women, naturally knew that Zhao Feiyan’s heart was now racing inside her, and with a gentle, innocent smile, he said, “There are still fifteen minutes left—would you mind sitting with me by the roadside for a while?” Upon hearing this, Zhao Feiyan’s already nervous heart grew even more so, her pulse quickening with each beat. She had known Lu Yun well for a long time, and had grown close to Xiao Ying and Xiao Zuyi, the others, becoming good friends. She was well aware of the dynamics between them. Though the sky had now begun to lighten, the thought of sitting alone with Lu Yun—could this be what he truly meant? To be honest, a girl like Zhao Feiyan, coming from a family that runs a clinic, has always been exposed to medical knowledge from an early age, and with her own strong sense of learning, she understands human physiology—especially the differences between men and women—better than most. At the very least, she knows that men tend to have particularly strong needs in the morning. If she were to go out with Lu Yun, would she give in to his desires? When she first decided to be with Lu Yun, she had already made the necessary preparations. Yet, when Lu Yun actually said they should sit down by the roadside, Zhao Feiyan found herself completely at a loss. Her head, which had been slightly lowered, gradually lifted up, her gaze now filled with a touch of bashfulness and more importantly, a sense of astonishment at Lu Yun—uncertain exactly how he appeared to her at this moment. "What's wrong?" Lu Yun noticed the change in Zhao Feiyan's expression and asked with concern, "Are you feeling unwell?" Zhao Feiyan snapped back to awareness, her cheeks flushing warmly. She quickly shook her head and said, "No, it's just that we don't have much time left. I'm afraid that when we step out and sit down to chat for just a few minutes, it'll already be time for class." Lu Yun chuckled, observing the young girl's expression and her shy, hesitant gaze—clearly, Zhao Feiyan had misunderstood. Lu Yun had simply meant to spend some time alone with her, getting to know each other more deeply. As for Lu Yun now, beyond knowing that Zhao Feiyan came from a family running a clinic and that she was kind-hearted, he knew very little about her beyond her gentle, calm nature—like a still, clear spring stream. "Then let's take advantage of the remaining time and go out for a walk," Lu Yun said casually, without hesitation, pushing his bicycle toward the roadside. Zhao Feiyan softly agreed and followed behind, walking slowly. As they walked, Zhao Feiyan felt shy and thought: "If Lu Yun were to ask me to go into the small grove now, should I go in or stay here? Though I like him deeply, there's something awkward about such a sudden request—why does it still feel strange in my heart?" On the way, students frequently rushed into the campus on their bicycles. Lu Yun, completely unconcerned, parked Zhao Feiyan's bicycle by the roadside and glanced at her from a distance of ten or so steps, shaking his head and smiling to himself: "This girl is truly shy—she's just like Xiao Yu back then!" Thinking this, Lu Yun sat down on the grass beside the roadside, ignoring the dew on his clothes, and simply waited for Zhao Feiyan to slowly approach him.