C52 Vermilion
C52 Vermilion
Ouyang Xian`er was momentarily stunned, her face filled with disbelief. It wasn't just Xian`er, even Zhang Fan and Fatty were the same.
"Why? Are you willing?"
The old man looked at Ouyang Xian`er as he tried his best to soften his voice.
"But I still have to take care of young master." Ouyang Xian`er timidly replied.
The old man smiled at Zhang Fan and said, "Why do you still want to keep this little girl by your side?"
Zhang Fan glanced at Ouyang Xian`er and said, "Xian`er, being able to cultivate with Old Man Cao is beneficial for your future cultivation. Didn't you always want to protect me? You can protect me after you cultivate properly this time."
When Ouyang Xian`er heard this, she lowered her head, a hesitant expression on her face.
"Since we're both in the same academy, I'll come visit you often." Zhang Fan said again.
"Yes." Only after hearing Zhang Fan's words did Ouyang Xian'er obediently nod her head.
Elder Cao smiled, then waved his hand and said: "Let's go, I'll take you guys through the registration process first."
With that, he led the way out. They had to pay some gold coins to complete the paperwork, but of course, Feng Batian had already prepared some for the two of them.
After everything was done, Elder Cao brought the three of them to take the two sets of clothes and then began to walk around the school with them.
While they were walking, they introduced, "The academy is divided into four levels. They are Warrior, Martial Master, Martial Grand Master, and Martial General. Each level has a rank."
The academy will conduct an audit every six months. According to the level arrangement of your strength, when your strength reaches the level of Martial Grand Master, you can apply to graduate, and of course, you can choose to stay in the school. When you do not have the strength of a Martial General, you must leave the school, and of course, you can choose to leave as a Grade Nine Martial General.
The academy was huge, and Elder Cao had brought them to many places, including the Compendium Pavilion, the Colosseum Arena, and the location of their daily classes. They eventually arrived at the back of the mountain and gazed down into the dense forest.
"This forest came into contact with a magic beast forest, so there are a lot of fierce magic beasts wandering around. The daily training will also be carried out here." Old Cao looked at the magic beast forest and said, "Also, if you want to enter the tower to train, you need to turn in some magic crystals. According to the level of the magic crystals, you have to stay for a long time."
Hearing this, the three nodded their heads at the same time.
Also, there are one to eight slots in the academy every year that recommend you to enter the Azure Cloud Academy in the Azure Cloud Empire for learning. There are many types of learning there, such as the rarest alchemy, refining, and also the numerous martial skills in the Blue Cloud Academy. As for these slots, it is not that your strength is the strongest so I will give them to you.
"Let's go, I'll take you to class now, your teacher will arrange a dormitory for you." As they walked, they said, "Each class has more than thirty people, and each class will have a teacher. If there is anything you don't understand, you can ask the teacher, and besides, the instructor will teach you a lesson every day. This lesson will mainly focus on the characteristics of the martial spirit, as well as some other problems that you need to pay attention to when cultivating. Furthermore, there are two ways to enter the Compendium Pavilion. The only way is to perform outstandingly in the competitions organized by the academy, and the other method is to advance in level. "
As Old Cao spoke, he arrived at an area. There, he saw rows and rows of squares. Although they were simple, they gave people a feeling of yearning.
"This is the location of the Artifact Soul class." Old man Cao looked at Zhang Fan and said.
"Yes." Zhang Fan nodded and followed Old Cao inside.
After a while, the door opened and a lady dressed in a long robe walked out. She was young, with long black hair reaching to her waist, and her exposed skin was fair and exquisite. Her eyes were beautiful, and she exuded a mature aura.
Zhang Fan only glanced at her once, while the fatty's eyes immediately lit up as he stared unblinkingly at the girl.
"Old Cao!" The woman spoke slowly with an extremely pleasant voice, "Is there anything you need?"
"Instructor Xia Rong, a new student is here. Take a look." Old man Cao said while looking at the girl.
"These three are …" The woman couldn't help but look at the three of them. When her gaze swept past the fatty, she couldn't help but frown. The fatty's gaze made her feel slightly uncomfortable.
"This youth is …" Old man Cao pointed at Zhang Fan.
Xia Rong's gaze landed on Zhang Fan and she let out a light breath. If it was Fatty, she might not be able to take it.
He sized up Zhang Fan and saw his indifferent expression. He could not help but nod. "Okay, leave this youngster to me."
"Teacher, I am a beast spirit, can I be in your class as well?" The fat guy said as he wiped away some water.
"No!" Xia Rong firmly rejected.
After hearing that, Fatty revealed a wry smile. He looked like he was about to cry.
"Alright, it's time for class. Come in." Xia Rong's gaze fell on Zhang Fan.
"Young master …" Ouyang Xian`er opened her mouth at this moment, a look of reluctance on her face.
"Silly girl, I will visit you often." Zhang Fan said as he patted Ouyang Xian`er's head.
"Yes." Ouyang Xian`er nodded and followed Zhang Fan into the room.
"Let's go," Old man Cao said as his gaze landed on the two men.
"Yes." The two of them nodded and followed Elder Cao out.
Zhang Fan followed the woman into the classroom. His gaze swept across the crowd and found around thirty students. At this moment, everyone was sizing him up with a curious expression.
Zhang Fan looked straight ahead, but his expression didn't change in the slightest.
"This is a new freshman reported by the academy. I hope everyone can take good care of him in the future." Xia Rong said to everyone in her class, then looked at Zhang Fan and said, "Introduce yourself."
"Feng Ling, Floating Cloud Empire!" Zhang Fan said simply.
Everyone was stunned at the same time, including Xia Rong. "The introductions are complete!"
"Yes." Zhang Fan nodded.
"What is your martial soul?" Xia Rong asked.
"Sword Soul." Only now did Zhang Fan realize that he had overlooked something. Lifting his right hand, Xuan-Yuan Sword floated out under the control of his will.
With the appearance of the Sword Soul, many people revealed a look of surprise. After all, Sword Spirits belonged to the high grade martial spirits. Some of the variant Sword Spirits could even reach the top grade martial spirits.
Withdrawing his Martial Spirit, Zhang Fan looked at Xia Rong and asked, "Is it okay now?"
"Fine." With a helpless smile appearing on her face, Xia Rong pointed at a seat and said, "Sit over there first. After this lesson ends, I'll take you to arrange a dorm."
"Okay." Zhang Fan nodded and walked towards the seat.
It was a large wooden table. At this moment, a man was sitting on the other side of the table. Zhang Fan looked at the man and found that he had fair skin, similar to the ones he had just arrived in this world.
When the man frowned, Zhang Fan had already turned around.
"Alright, because a rookie has come. Now, explain it again and deepen your impression of him." Xia Rong glanced at Zhang Fan and said with a smile.
After saying this, Xia Rong began to explain while Zhang Fan's expression became serious. After all, he didn't have a special understanding of Martial Spirits.
"Martial spirits can be used as a carrier of energy, but through the Martial Spirit's performance, it will be enhanced to a certain extent. Awakening a martial spirit is an outstanding talent, it is unique. Some people might say that a low grade martial spirit is a talent, but as far as I know, a few hundred years ago, an influential person was already a low grade martial spirit, or a trash martial spirit.
"What's his name always?" A man couldn't help but ask.
"Ji Tong," Xia Rong said with a sigh.
"Ji Tong!" Doubt appeared in the eyes of everyone present, but Zhang Fan's gaze fluctuated.
"Hmm, not bad. You can go to the library and check the information. His name is recorded in the book." Xia Rong said, "So don't underestimate your Martial Spirit.
Zhang Fan's expression changed slightly when he heard Xia Rong's words. He understood the meaning of her words. If he had acknowledged that kind of situation when he was just trash in the beginning, then he definitely wouldn't be the current Zhang Fan.
Furthermore, there would never be a dark horse that could create miracles in the Martial Hall …
Xia Rong continued to explain, and at this moment everyone was asking questions from time to time. Although Zhang Fan didn't say anything, he still listened attentively.
Tool spirits and beast spirits belonged to the Martial Spirit, and he felt that both of them could be changed. Because the Xuanyuan Sword was not a Martial Spirit, he could only comprehend it now.
After a single class, Zhang Fan had truly benefited greatly. Xia Rong looked at Zhang Fan and said, "Feng Ling, come out with me. I'll arrange a room for you."
"Yes." Zhang Fan nodded and followed Xia Rong outside. The rest of them went to Liu Li Tower, and the people in the martial arena went to the Martial Hall. What surprised Zhang Fan was that there were still people who went to the back mountains to hunt magical beasts.
"You can stay here from now on." After that, she brought him to the door of a house and said, "There are not many people in the dorm, there are all kinds of things inside, there are places to bathe. In addition, if you want to go to the Liu-Li Tower to train, you can team up with people from the academy to go to the back mountain to hunt magical beasts. "In addition, the course is a class every day. If you have time, you can come over and listen. If you don't have time, you can look for me to help you with your studies."
"Yes, I understand. Thank you, teacher."
Zhang Fan nodded with a sincere look on his face.
Xia Rong nodded and brought Zhang Fan in. She pointed to one of the beds and said, "Pack it up. This is your bed."
"Okay." Zhang Fan nodded his head again and said, "Thank you."
"Mmm, come look for me if you have any questions. I usually stay at the office. You can find me once you get there and ask for my name." Xia Rong nodded her head before turning around and walking away, leaving Zhang Fan with a beautiful view of her back.
After watching Xia Rong leave, Zhang Fan walked into the room. Within the huge room, there were four beds, and further in, there was even a door. Opening it was a bathroom, similar to a bathhouse.
After looking around, Zhang Fan's gaze landed on his bed. Seeing the junk on his bed, he couldn't help but frown. He then exhaled and began to pack up. As he didn't know whose things were on his bed, they were all piled up on the floor.