“Yes.” Ning Rongrong answered casually.
Li Yusong nodded and didn’t ask anything else.
He knew very well that someone of this status was far beyond the level of a mere admissions teacher like himself.
If she were telling the truth, he couldn’t be happier!
“Then, who’s next?” Li Yusong’s tone carried a hint of inquiry.
“Wait.” Ning Rongrong raised her chin and tilted it toward the boy on her back.
“He doesn’t need to be tested.” Li Yusong froze.
“What do you mean?” “If you can’t even make me interested in the academy…” The corners of Ning Rongrong’s lips curved upward, a hint of pride in her eyes.
“Then you’re not qualified to test him.” She said it as though it were the most natural thing in the world, without the slightest trace of courtesy.
Li Yusong’s eyebrow twitched.
As expected of the young lady of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect.
She really did have the attitude of a young lady…
As for the boy on her back…
Li Yusong glanced at the youth who hadn’t moved a muscle from beginning to end, and curiosity began to stir in his heart.
Just what kind of background did someone have to make the young lady of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect willingly carry him around?
“Fine.” Li Yusong withdrew his gaze and made several marks in the registration book.
“Next.” At the end of the line, the girl in black stepped forward.
Without any unnecessary movement or expression, she walked to the table and placed her hand against the crystal.
Light illuminated the crystal.
Rank 27.
Li Yusong’s eyelid twitched again.
What kind of wind was blowing today?
Another genius who met the requirements.
“Martial Soul.” Zhu Zhuqing released her soul power.
A phantom of the Hell Spirit Cat silently appeared behind her.
Its cat-like pupils were cold and sharp, just like her own gaze.
“Hell Spirit Cat.” Dai Mubai’s body suddenly stiffened.
That martial soul?!
No!
It…
it couldn’t be.
He had escaped for all sorts of reasons.
There was absolutely no way she could have escaped as well!
Yet Zhu Zhuqing merely swept her gaze over him indifferently, as though she were looking at a complete stranger who had nothing to do with her.
Instead, her eyes fell upon the golden-haired boy.
The closer she got to him, the more certain she became that this was the person she had sensed.
And the strange stirrings in her heart were actually even stronger than those caused by Dai Mubai!
Zhu Zhuqing lowered her eyes, suppressing the questions surging through her heart.
Her expression remained as cold and indifferent as ever.
Li Yusong’s voice pulled Dai Mubai back to reality.
“Mubai, take them to the fourth test.” The moment he said this, everyone reacted differently.
Tang San nodded thoughtfully.
Xiao Wu still looked completely unconcerned.
Ning Rongrong didn’t even raise her eyelids.
She couldn’t have been happier to avoid unnecessary trouble.
Dai Mubai withdrew his complicated gaze from Zhu Zhuqing and said in a deep voice, “Follow me.” He walked ahead and led the way, taking large strides with his tall figure upright.
He deliberately maintained his usual cold and arrogant demeanor, but his peripheral vision kept drifting backward against his will.
Yet Zhu Zhuqing…
From beginning to end, she hadn’t looked at him even once.
Instead, she had kept staring at that guy who hadn’t done anything except sleep.
Dai Mubai clenched his fists in secret, an inexplicable irritation rising in his heart.
He took a deep breath and suppressed the indescribable frustration weighing on his chest.
Fine!
They were almost at the fourth test.
He wanted to see just how capable this golden-haired youth, whom the young lady of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect had treated like a precious treasure all the way here, really was.
If he couldn’t even withstand one punch from him, then he couldn’t blame him for being ruthless.
After all, this was a test.
Accidents could happen during combat.
Even if the boy got hurt, it would still be within reason.
The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect certainly wouldn’t dare do anything to a prince of the Star Luo Empire over something like this.
“Hmph!” …
The group passed through the dilapidated village entrance.
The dirt road beneath their feet was full of potholes.
The houses on either side leaned crookedly, and some of them didn’t even have proper roofs, only thatched coverings.
Ning Rongrong’s expression went from disgusted to even more disgusted.
In the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, even the most ordinary unused corners were paved with bluestone and lined with carved white jade railings.
This place…
It wasn’t even as nice as her family’s stables.
And this was supposed to be an academy?
Would Ning Que start smelling bad here?
Although she might still like him even if he did smell bad, her impression of this place had plummeted.
Ning Rongrong wasn’t the only one.
Even Tang San and Xiao Wu, who had been looking forward to coming here, were somewhat disappointed.
This was the place the Grandmaster had recommended?
It was so poor.
So run-down.
It wasn’t even as good as Nuoding Academy.
Everyone silently complained to themselves.
After passing several dilapidated houses, their view suddenly opened up.
A patch of packed yellow earth stretched before them, surrounded by several crooked wooden posts.
A few stone stools were scattered across the ground.
At the edge of the field sat a battered wicker chair.
A burly man was sprawled across it.
He was broad and muscular, with thick limbs and a square, sharply defined face.
At that moment, he had his head tilted back, mouth hanging open as thunderous snores shook the air.
“Teacher Zhao.” Dai Mubai walked over and called out.
The snoring continued.
A vein twitched at Dai Mubai’s temple.
He raised his voice.
“Teacher Zhao!” “Huh?” Zhao Wuji’s eyes flew open.
He nearly tumbled out of the wicker chair and had to sway twice before steadying himself.
His sleepy eyes swept across the people in front of him.
“Mubai?
What’s up?” “I’ve brought them.
This year’s applicants.” Zhao Wuji yawned, casually wiping the corner of his mouth before lazily glancing over the group.
One, two, three, four, five…
Suddenly, his hand stopped.
His sleepy eyes widened.
“Five?” Zhao Wuji shot to his feet.
He was already a massive man, and once he stood up, he seemed like a small mountain rising from the ground.
His shadow completely covered Dai Mubai, who was standing closest to him.
He stared at the young men and women before him, his eyes gleaming.
There wasn’t the slightest trace of sleepiness left.
“Well, damn!
We’ve got some serious luck this year!” Dai Mubai stepped closer and whispered a few words into his ear.
Zhao Wuji’s eyebrows rose higher and higher.
“They’re all skipping the second and third tests?” His gaze swept across Tang San, Xiao Wu, and Zhu Zhuqing one after another before finally landing on Ning Rongrong and the golden-haired boy sleeping soundly on her back.
“And one of them is from the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect?” Zhao Wuji grinned.
His smile was filled with undisguised interest.
“Interesting.
Very interesting!” “Teacher Zhao,” Dai Mubai took a step back and rolled his wrists.
“According to the rules, I’ll handle the fourth test—” “No!” Zhao Wuji placed one massive hand on Dai Mubai’s shoulder and pushed him aside.
“Let me handle this one.” Dai Mubai froze.
“But—” “But what?” Zhao Wuji cracked his knuckles, his eyes blazing with excitement.
“We’ve got such good seedlings this year.
My hands are itching for a fight.
You just step aside.” Dai Mubai opened his mouth but ultimately said nothing.
Teacher Zhao was personally taking action…
That might actually be even better.
His gaze intentionally drifted toward the golden-haired boy who had slept the entire way.
He wanted to see whether someone whom the young lady of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect treated like a precious treasure could keep sleeping in front of the Immovable King.
Zhao Wuji stepped forward.
The moment his foot landed, the packed earth beneath him trembled slightly.
“Listen up, kids.” He folded his arms across his chest.
His deep, rough voice reverberated through the air, making everyone’s ears buzz.
“The rules are simple.
All of you attack me together.
If you can last one incense stick’s worth of time against me, you pass and become students of Shrek Academy; if you can’t, pack your things and get lost.
Understood?” One incense stick.
Just…
one incense stick?
The expressions of the young men and women varied.
Zhao Wuji seemed quite pleased with their reactions.
He grinned and pointed at himself.
“Since we’re at it, let me introduce myself.
Zhao Wuji, Rank 76 Soul Saint.
My martial soul is the Vigorous Vajra Bear.
As for my nickname…” “You aren’t qualified to know!” End of Chapter