3 The Outer Academy Dean’s Observation
Honestly, they were surprised. The top new student was a beautiful girl, deserving of the title “Academy Belle.”
Talented and beautiful—enviable.
“Come out. We have something to say to you.”
This line, this tone… so familiar… Huangfu Wenqing responded patiently, “Just say it. I don’t have time for games.”
“So the top new student is arrogant too… Your seniors are here to see you. Show some respect.”
Huangfu Wenqing was tired of this. She and her master had encountered this type of person when they first arrived at the Evergreen Sacred Ground. Small-minded bullies.
They acted tough but were just bottom-feeders, preying on newcomers to boost their own egos.
Huangfu Wenqing spoke sharply, “While I’m still in a good mood, get lost.”
“You brat, it seems you need a lesson to understand your place. This is the Sacred Ground Academy, not some backwater town!”
Huangfu Wenqing looked them over and sneered, “A bunch of one and two-star Mystic Masters, and you think you can order me around? I’ll say it again: leave, or I’ll make you leave.”
“You’re asking for it! We’ll teach you the rules here!”
As the words left her mouth, the apparent leader of the group, a girl, lunged at Huangfu Wenqing with a palm strike.
Huangfu Wenqing was about to retaliate when she felt a surge of heat from behind, intercepting the attack.
Bang!
Mystic Power exploded, sending the heavily made-up girl flying, clutching her hand and howling.
“Ahhh, my hand, my hand!”
Yan Zhen slowly retracted his hand, relieved that he had been prepared. Otherwise, Huangfu Wenqing would have stolen his thunder, and he wouldn’t be able to complete the system mission.
“Mystic Master?” The senior students were shocked, pointing at Yan Zhen in disbelief. “How could there be a Mystic Master among the new students in the East District?”
The Mystic Academy’s graduation requirement was Mystic Scholar, so most new students at the Sacred Ground Academy were one or two-star Mystic Scholars, with a few five or six-star Mystic Scholars. Nine-star Mystic Scholars were rare, and Mystic Masters were almost unheard of, especially in the East District, which hadn’t seen a Mystic Master-level freshman in nearly a decade.
Moreover, the pressure emanating from Yan Zhen wasn’t just that of a one-star Mystic Master, but a three-star!
Before they could recover, Huangfu Wenqing released her own cultivation, the aura of a five-star Mystic Master pressing down on them, causing their expressions to change drastically.
This one was even stronger!
—A five-star Mystic Master! Why aren’t you applying for the special examination and going straight to the Inner Academy? What are you doing messing around in the Outer Academy?
“Are you leaving or not?”
—Of course we’re leaving!
They were about to answer, but Yan Zhen interrupted, “Leaving? No way. They won’t learn their lesson without a beating.”
The mission required him to beat them all up and throw them out. Naturally, Yan Zhen wouldn’t let them off easily.
Under their horrified gazes, Yan Zhen, wreathed in flames, charged.
Ten minutes later, over a dozen bruised and swollen senior students lay outside the new student dormitory, surrounded by a crowd of onlookers, pointing and whispering, utterly humiliated.
Yan Zhen successfully completed the mission and claimed his reward.
[Special Trump Card – Beastly Senior Mode: Upon activation, the host temporarily transforms into the Beastly Senior, capable of emitting sonic attacks of “Hngggghhh” and a “Sleeping Breath” with the aroma of black tea. Damage against the same sex is doubled, while damage against the opposite sex is halved.]
—Seems powerful, but I have a feeling this card is a bit… unsavory. I’d rather not use it.
Yan Zhen put away the card and turned to his fiancée.
“Are you alright, Wenqing?”
Huangfu Wenqing shook her head, her beautiful eyes gazing at him happily.
“Thank you for protecting me, Yan Zhen~”
“It was nothing. They couldn’t have hurt you even if I hadn’t intervened.”
“That’s what you say, but it feels different… I prefer being protected by you~”
Yan Zhen scratched his head. Just then, his communication talisman beeped. It was a message from Instructor Yu Xuan, saying that she had settled the other girls in and inviting him and Huangfu Wenqing for dinner to celebrate their enrollment.
Huangfu Wenqing leaned closer, saw the message, and refused. “I won’t go. You go ahead.”
She had no desire to socialize with those women who… you know.
She had initially thought she could tolerate Instructor Yu Xuan, but it turned out Yu Xuan was the one hiding the deepest, the one who had… hurt her the most.
How infuriating!
“By the way, if you… do that with them, you must tell me,” Huangfu Wenqing said, puffing out her cheeks. “I’m your fiancée. I have the right to know.”
Yan Zhen, speechless, reluctantly agreed, then quickly excused himself and left Huangfu Wenqing’s room.
Leaving the dormitory, he saw Instructor Yu Xuan waiting for him. They walked together towards her private residence.
Instructor Yu Xuan, unreservedly holding Yan Zhen’s arm and pressing close to him, displayed the intimacy of a couple in love, attracting the attention of many students and instructors.
Although Instructor Yu Xuan had been away for two years, as the eldest daughter of the Yu family, her reputation in the Outer Academy was still considerable.
Even within the Dean’s office, the Outer Academy Dean was observing them through a reflection technique. Her mature and beautiful face, which bore a resemblance to Instructor Yu Xuan, darkened slightly, her eyebrows furrowing.
“Who is that boy?” the Outer Academy Dean, Yu Qing, Instructor Yu Xuan’s aunt, muttered to herself. “He looks only fifteen or sixteen. Could he be Xuan’er’s prized student?”
—Judging by their intimacy, it seems to be more than just a student-teacher relationship.
As they walked, Yan Zhen sensed an unseen gaze. He abruptly looked up, his eyes flashing grey and shifting into sinister vertical pupils, reflecting in the Dean’s mirror.
The Dean felt an invisible mental shock, as if a ferocious evil dragon was glaring at her. Startled, she dispelled the image.
“Such powerful Spiritual Power!”
As a Mystic Ancestor, although she hadn’t specifically cultivated her spirit, her soul had begun its natural transformation, and her Spiritual Power wasn’t weak. Yet, she had been momentarily shaken.
This meant the boy’s Spiritual Power was at least at the Manifest Realm, comparable to a Mystic Master!
And his Mystic Power cultivation seemed to be at the two or three-star Mystic Master level!
Even his Blood Qi was robust, indicating body tempering.
At such a young age, to have cultivated his body, soul, and Mystic Power to this extent was remarkable.
“…Yan Zhen, is it?”
The Dean looked at the information in her hand, lost in thought.
“What’s wrong, Yan Zhen?” Instructor Yu Xuan looked up. “Is something there?”
Yan Zhen shook his head: “Nothing, probably just my imagination.”
They soon arrived at their destination.
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