Sure enough, as Sikong Ran climbed,
The looks directed at Sikong Ran were filled with respect.
At the sa ti, the glances cast towards Xin Lin were full of scorn.
This woman truly is malicious.
Not only did she destroy the Kongtong Mirror, but she also humiliated Sikong Ran like this.
That’s the Dragon Ascending Light we’re talking about!
"I can’t even!"
Deep down, Xin Lin, or rather little Xinzhuo, also howled to the heavens.
What the hell is going on.
Sikong Ran, this waste, his scumbag rank has leveled up again.
Looks like he’s really picked a fight with .
Under the public gaze, Sikong Ran completed the lap, then took Bai You and left Qingtian Academy.
Long Qingchen and others also glared fiercely at Xin Lin before leaving with strides.
"Disperse, freshn wait outside for two hours, the results of the class division will be announced before evening."
A perfectly good enrollnt day got chilled by the Overlord Egg’s explosion.
Governor Huang and the other supervisors also wore faces of frustration.
After dispersing the older students, they entered the Academy to hold an ergency eting.
"Little green plum, you’ve really caused a big ss this ti."
Mu Dushi said aningfully as he casually strolled in front of Xin Lin before the eting.
Xin Lin pursed her lips, then glanced at Mu Chen who still looked impeccable, not a single hair out of place.
"However, if you can get your little brother to beco my disciple, I might consider giving you a hand."
Mu Chen glanced at Little Xinzhuo.
He was very interested in Little Xinzhuo.
Of course, he was sowhat interested in Xin Lin as well.
But after seeing the power of that bizarre egg on Xin Lin, Mu Chen wisely decided to take an indirect approach and start with Little Xinzhuo.
Mu Chen was not blind.
He saw it very clearly.
Before the Kongtong Mirror exploded, the Spirit Root symbolizing the bizarre egg was still growing; the talent of that egg was definitely not as simple as a six-fingered Dark Spirit Root.
"Big brother, don’t cross the line."
Murong Ziyue imdiately beca alert upon hearing this.
Mu Chen might have appeared gentle and refined, but no one knew better than Murong Ziyue about his thods.
"No way."
Xin Lin also rejected outright.
Xin Lin understood the rules of Qingtian Academy.
Dividing into classes is one thing, but to get better cultivation or access to better cultivation resources, one must take a ntor.
With a limited number of supervisors in Qingtian Academy, securing one’s favor could lead to boundless prospects.
This Mu Chen, seemingly gentle and cultured, always gave Xin Lin a chilling feeling.
It was like being targeted by a venomous snake lurking in the dark.
Little Xinzhuo cannot beco a disciple to such a person.
"You’ll regret this."
Mu Chen shrugged his shoulders and didn’t insist, then turned and left.
"Xin Lin, it looks like you’re really in trouble this ti."
Murong Ziyue looked around.
Never mind that Xin Lin offended people from Xuantian Sect this ti.
She blew up Qingtian Academy’s gate into smithereens.
And then there are all the admirers of Sikong Ran, as well as the new and old students hoping for the Dark Spirit Root test — each one a big problem.
But more than these, Murong Ziyue was more worried about how Qingtian Academy would deal with Xin Lin.
"When life gives you lemons, make lemonade. If they really don’t take , I’ll go to Chu’s Restaurant and sell buns."
Xin Lin spread her hands.
As she was speaking, she heard the sound of hooves.
Could Sikong Ran and the others have co back?
Xin Lin turned alertly, only to see Ma Jingtian, drenched in sweat, dismounting from the horse.
"Little Boss, it’s bad news, Silly Chu is missing!"
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