Out of nowhere, Xin Lin beca the leader of the Shaking Light Class, and she was still a bit dazed even after Zhao Gang left.
However, turning Zhao Gang from an enemy into a friend made Xin Lin quite happy.
After all, it ant that she had secured her standing in the Shaking Light Class, making future Academy activities more convenient for her.
Once the morning Basic Level class ended, Xin Lin was about to return to the School Clinic.
"Yo, Xin Xin, I heard you beca the leader of the Shaking Light Class."
Mu Chen popped out from nowhere.
"Again you? Aren’t you too idle?"
Xin Lin furrowed her brows, quite disdainful of Mu Chen’s frequent appearances.
This person was a Ghost Cultivator, and Xin Lin did not want to have too much contact with him, lest he discover the Fu Tian Pill on her.
Gui Hu had already said that for Ghost Cultivators or any ghostly beings, and even to the Righteous Path, the Fu Tian Pill on Xin Lin was akin to Tang Seng’s flesh.
"Xin Xin, you hurt with such words. I am just caring about the daily life and cultivation of my student. After all, I will be the supervisor teaching the Shaking Light Class and follow you around full ti, 24 hours a day, caring for my dear student."
Mu Chen wore a face full of concern.
But no matter how Xin Lin looked at him, she felt he was like a weasel greeting a chicken for the New Year.
"There are over fifty students in Shaking Light Class; go care for the other students."
Xin Lin turned and left— if she could not provoke him, at least she could avoid him.
"Co back. Don’t bite the hand that feeds you, I ca here with good intentions – your precious little brother is injured."
Xin Lin stopped in her tracks.
"Ah Zhuo is injured? Where is he? That can’t be right, you must be lying; after all, Ah Zhuo is the Seventh Prince, he’s smart, how could he get injured at the Academy?"
Xin Lin was sowhat incredulous.
"How else could the Seventh Prince be? His mother isn’t even officially a concubine. In Qingtian Academy, who isn’t from a family of wealth or power? He was at the Cultivation Field, supposedly in a Spiritual Technique Class, and got beaten up. I saw it just before I ca here."
The mont Mu Chen finished speaking, Xin Lin had already employed the Ghost Escape Technique, disappearing from sight.
"Looks like she really does care about that brother, is she really a Ghost Cultivator?"
Mu Chen stroked his chin, pondering.
Most Ghost Cultivators have one thing in common - they lack normal human desires and emotions. In Xin Lin, Mu Chen really couldn’t see any attributes of a Ghost Cultivator.
But what about the intermittent presence of Ghost Energy in her?
With a swoosh of her figure, Xin Lin arrived at the Cultivation Field.
Being a freshman in Shaking Light Class, where most of the freshn were Basic-level Spirit Practitioners, the first-year curriculum largely focused on basic courses and so simple spirit arts.
But it was different for the students from the Yuheng and Kaiyang Classes.
Students from Yuheng and Kaiyang classes were mostly High-level Spirit Practitioners or even Spirit Masters, so they had fewer basic lessons, focusing mostly on Spiritual Technique Classes.
Even so students with outstanding talent and learning abilities would engage in spirit art duels to hasten their cultivation and get more opportunities for Academy missions.
Little Xinzhuo was undoubtedly among the latter. A few days ago, when he t Xin Lin, he was excitedly saying that he had started participating in spiritual technique duels.
At the ti, Xin Lin had praised him and advised him to be cautious during the duels. Little did she know that just a few days later, Little Xinzhuo would have an accident.
As soon as Xin Lin reached the Cultivation Field, she saw Chu Miaoyun and about a dozen students from the Yuheng Class forming a circle, with Little Xinzhuo lying on the ground.
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