The Infinite Powerhouse Mixed in with Sakura Dormitory

Jiang Jing smiled at Aisaka Taiga, casually tossing the wooden sword in his hand towards her: "Then I'll wait until you can beat me next time before I change it."

Bang! !

As soon as Taiga Aisaka caught the seemingly lightly tossed wooden sword, her expression changed slightly. With a loud thud, she staggered back three steps before regaining her footing under the force of the blow.

Jiang Jing, who had no interest in bullying children, casually waved his hand: "Alright, go back and practice more. Once you can beat me, I'll change the name of the female lead in the novel."

Despite losing, Aisaka Taiga looked up at Jiang Jing and said in a deep voice, "Such great strength. You are very strong, but I will definitely defeat you."

"Really? By the way, was the cake good?" Jiang Jing replied casually, then changed the subject.

"The cake is delicious." Taiga Aisaka was taken aback, then nodded subconsciously.

Chapter 183 The Darkness Beneath the Void, Deceiving Misaki into Creating CL (4K6)

"Since you ate my cake, the fact that the female protagonist in the novel happens to have the same name as you is even."

Jiang Jing smiled and said, "You should know that my cakes are not something that ordinary people can get their hands on. You're lucky today."

"Alright, that's enough for today. Come find me again next time you practice more." With a wave of his hand, Jiang Jing closed the door.

“Miss…” Haruko Tanashita looked worriedly at Taiga Aisaka, who was standing there motionless.

"Haruko, was the cake delicious?" Taiga Aisaka suddenly asked.

"..."

Tanaka Haruko, who was initially worried that her young lady might be upset, was stunned for a moment, then nodded and squinted her eyes, a happy look appearing on her face as she recalled the taste of the cake earlier.

"It's delicious, even a little bit better than what the master's friend, the so-called most skilled chef in Japan, made that time." Unable to describe it, Haruko Tanashita gestured with her hands.

Taiga Aisaka nodded: "I feel the same way."

"Let's go back." After saying that, Taiga Aisaka walked outside.

Haruko Tanashita quickly followed up: "Miss, are you really planning to challenge him again next time? I feel he's very strong."

"Hmph, don't worry. Judging from the power I just received, his strength should be around three stars. Although I have now comprehended sword intent and reached the peak of two stars, I am indeed no match for him."

"But after I hone my swordsmanship a bit more, and break through using the sword intent carried by my ancestral bone sword, I'll challenge him again. Then, hmph..."

"Let's go, Chunzi. Go back and cultivate."

After seeing off Taiga Aisaka, Jiang Jing said goodbye to Misaki and went back inside. Shiina Mashiro, who had finished eating six cakes, followed him inside.

Not long after, Chihiro Sengoku, who had been very busy at school lately and only returned home around mealtimes, opened the door.

"Chihiro's back! Dinner's almost ready!" Misaki waved happily from behind the kitchen counter.

"Sigh, I'm back." A tired Chihiro Chigoro said weakly.

Chihiro opened the refrigerator, took out a can of beer, took a big gulp, and breathed a sigh of relief, feeling a little more refreshed: "Where are Mashiro and the others?"

"She's in her junior's room," Misaki Kamiigusa said casually, her head down as she busied herself.

“Is that so?” Chihiro Sengoku nodded and walked over to lean against the kitchen counter.

Looking at the half-open door in the distance, Chihiro Sengoku said lazily, "Speaking of which, Mashiro has been being taken care of by Kanda for about two months now. Judging from how they stick together every day, are they heading towards graduation and marriage?"

"Isn't that great?"

Misaki Kamiigusa looked up with a happy smile on her face and said dreamily, "Mashiro and her junior draw comics together every day, go to and from school together, live together, and live a life where she is pampered by her junior every day."

"Then after we graduate next year, we'll go straight to register our marriage and live happily ever after. Wow, that's wonderful."

"It's not that simple."

Chihiro Sengoku shook her head with a complicated expression: "Right now it's just the two of them, but will their parents agree when it comes to marriage?"

"Furthermore, life in the real world is different from being in school. What if the two of you have irreconcilable differences in your goals and dreams? Can you guarantee that you won't argue, have a cold war, or have irreconcilable conflicts?"

"Is it that complicated?" Misaki Kamiigusa was taken aback.

Chihiro Sengoku shook her head somewhat disappointedly: "Life is never smooth sailing. Although I also hope that they can end up together, share the same dreams, and live happily every day."

"But reality isn't a fairy tale."

Chihiro Sengoku shook her head, threw the empty can into the trash can, waved to Misaki Kamiigusa who was still busy, and went back into the house with a hint of loneliness in her figure.

In the evening, after finishing dinner and tidying up, it was not yet seven o'clock. Jiang Jing looked at the sky outside, which was tinged with a hint of red, and suddenly realized that he seemed to have become idle.

After finishing her meal, Mashiro went back to her room to work. With Jiang Jing's unrestricted permission, Shiina Mashiro, full of energy and inspiration, now had a very strong desire to draw.

After finishing the handover of the previous work, Misaki Kamiigusa went upstairs to take a shower and find inspiration for her new work.

As for Ryunosuke Akasaka, he was always like an invisible ghost, squatting in the house every day, and only coming out to find something to eat, go to the toilet, and take a bath after everyone went to school and got hungry.

"Finally, I can be a couch potato again." Lying on the wooden walkway in the backyard, Jiang Jing felt completely relaxed and began to stare blankly at the roof, not thinking about anything.

However, after lying there for a short while, Jiang Jing's fingers twitched slightly, and the finger bone stored in the space he had created within his body appeared in his hand.

Suddenly, seemingly faint yet ever-present, countless buzzing murmurs echoed in Jiang Jing's ears once more.

Slowly closing his eyes, Jiang Jing sensed the white bone in his hand, which served as a coordinate. In his consciousness, dark, illusory, and transparent red lines of faith power emerged from the void and wrapped around the white bone in his hand.

These dark red faith powers appeared extremely strange compared to the normal white faith powers, and Jiang Jing sensed a crazy and evil aura emanating from those evil creatures from the faith threads.

"Let me see what's down there."

With a thought, Jiang Jing's consciousness seemed to materialize and wrap around a thin, invisible thread of faith, spreading backward along the source of that faith.

Following the strange thread of faith, Jiang Jing's consciousness went dark as he entered the void. Apart from the dark red thread of faith, he could not sense anything in the pitch black.

However, he paid no attention to the river scenery, his will following the thread of faith to continue extending downwards, sinking deeper and deeper.

As time passed, in the endless darkness around him, Jiang Jing felt a repulsive force against his will, along with the chaotic and frenzied impact of those ancient evil creatures that specifically polluted mental energy.

However, Jiang Jing, with his unwavering will and steadfast Dao heart, ignored all of this and continued to dive downwards along the threads of faith.

However, as Jiang Jing's will continued to descend, the chaotic and polluting power and the repulsive force also intensified, reaching four stars, mid-four stars... Silver Moon Rank...

As the repulsive force, seemingly emanating from an endless dark world, intensified, Jiang Jing's will seemed to be traversing a materialized black earth, its speed decreasing more and more.

However, no matter how strong the repulsive force and the terrifying pollution power that had reached the level of an ancient god were, they could not shake or pollute Jiang Jing's will. But just as Jiang Jing sensed that he was about to approach the bottom of this so-called void,

Suddenly the prayers below ceased, and then the thread of faith snapped. Jiang Jing's consciousness, now without anything to rely on, felt lighter and was expelled from the endless darkness.

"What a pity," Jiang Jing slowly opened his eyes.

"Kongtai, what's the pity?"

While Jiang Jing was daydreaming with his eyes closed, Shiina Mashiro came out with her sketchbook. Seeing that Jiang Jing was dozing off, she didn't wake him and sat down next to him to quietly draw.

"It's a pity that this atmosphere of being a lazy bum will be gone soon." Jiang Jing shook his head. Just as he finished speaking, the window of Kamijigo Misaki's room opened, and Kamijigo Misaki stretched out half of her body and leaned against the window.

"Junior Mashiro, I'm so bored, let's play games."

"I want to draw." Shiina Mashiro shook her head and refused.

"Junior, let's play." Misaki Kamiigusa set her sights on Jiang Jing, who was just lazing around.

Jiang Jing, too lazy to move, shook his head: "It's no fun to beat you, senior. I can beat you with just one finger right now."

"But it's so boring, junior." Misaki Kamiigusa swayed listlessly outside the window, almost half of her body exposed.

"Be careful not to fall, senior." Jiang Jing was speechless.

"It's okay if I fall, I know my junior can catch me." Misaki Kamiigusa waved her hand, speaking nonchalantly.

"You really have a lot of faith in me." Jiang Jing shook his head speechlessly at Misaki Kamiigusa's inexplicable trust in him.

"I'm so bored." Misaki Kamiigusa leaned listlessly on the windowsill, her body swaying.

"Senior, you've exposed yourself."

"Hey, junior, you're actually interested in me."

Seeing that Misaki Ueiso's low-cut pajamas and t-shirt were pulled up and revealing her two half-round breasts because she was lying down, Jiang Jing rolled his eyes: "Any normal person would notice that, right?"

"Hahaha... I didn't expect my junior to like this kind of thing. It seems my charm is still so great. Junior, do you want me to warm your bed tonight?" Misaki Kamiigusa said smugly.

"No need, I'll warm the bed for Kōta tonight," Shiina Mashiro said calmly, looking up from the side.

Jiang Jing was already used to Misaki Kamiigusa's thought process and said indifferently, "Alright, senpai, stop fooling around. If people hear what you're saying, they'll think Sakura Dormitory is in a terrible state."

"Waaah... Junior doesn't want senior anymore now that he has Mashiro, he's so heartless."

"Yes, Sorata only needs me."

"The junior has forgotten the old friends after finding someone new."

"Yes, Sorata likes me more."

"Alright, alright, you two drama queens, stop it, stop it." Jiang Jing, unable to stay a couch potato any longer because of the noise, sat up helplessly.

Looking up at the utterly bored Misaki Kamiigusa, Jiang Jing had a sudden inspiration: "Senior, I'll find you something to do. I guarantee you won't be bored for a long time to come."

Misaki Kamiigusa's eyes lit up: "What's up, junior?"

As she spoke, a rope was thrown out, and then Misaki Kamijigo jumped directly from the second floor, grabbing the rope and rushing towards the river view.

"How many times have I told you to be careful?" Jiang Jing said with a headache as he reached out and caught Ueiso Misaki, who had dropped the rope and was rushing towards him while still in mid-air.

"Haha... I told you junior could catch me." Misaki Kamiigusa, who had been put down, put her hands on her hips and laughed triumphantly.

"There's nothing to be proud of about this," Jiang Jing said, rubbing his forehead.

After the initial excitement, Misaki Kamiigusa sat down on the edge of the corridor, looking at Jiang Jing with curiosity: "Junior, what is it you're talking about? It has to be something interesting."

"Senior, you did all your animation works by yourself, right?" Jiang Jing didn't answer, but asked this question instead.

Misaki Kamiigusa shook her head: "No, we had Nanami and the others for voice acting, and Hao Hao and the music science girls helped with the music."

"That's still amazing, senior," Jiang Jing praised.

An animation involves fifteen or sixteen work structures. The script for Misaki Kamiigusa's previous work was done by Jin. Apart from the voice actors and music, Misaki Kamiigusa completed more than ten of the most important projects by herself.

For example, directing, storyboard design, background design, character design, color and composition keyframes, animation model production, coloring and painting, photography, special effects, editing and other processes.

The sheer scale and complexity of the various professional skills involved—a project that would normally require a team of at least a dozen people working for a long time—was completed by Misaki Kamiigusa all by herself in just one month. It's truly astonishing.

In particular, her works, which she completed on her own, are more inclined towards children's cartoons, but they have achieved excellent results, reaching the level of top-tier animators.

This abnormal talent is no less than that of Mashiro, a world-class oil painting genius, and in some aspects, it is even better than Mashiro. Therefore, when facing Misaki, Mitaka Jin often feels inferior because of the huge gap.

"Hahahaha... I won't stand on ceremony with your praise, junior." Misaki Ueiso laughed happily, showing no humility whatsoever in front of Jiang Jing and the others.

"However, senior, you're only doing the kind of work that the animation company gives you. Although the results are good, you're still far from being top-notch."