Shen Cuiyu was surprised. She never expected that besides herself, there would be other disciples who transferred to the Myriad Forms Academy midway.
But what kind of person could make Xu Qingfeng hate so much...
Xu Qingfeng's gaze swept over the two maids following behind Shen Cuiyu. "The Myriad Forms Academy has a clear regulation that disciples are not allowed to bring servants to school. You can leave your luggage here for now. Later, a young Taoist will come to carry it to your dormitory. Junior sister, come with me. I'll first show you around the academy."
Shen Cuiyu gave a few instructions to the maids and the coachman, then followed Xu Qingfeng into the towering mountain gate shrouded in mist.
Not far behind the mountain gate, on a broad stone platform, stood a spirit - measuring stone that was crystal - clear all over with faint runes.
"Put your hand on it and mobilize your spiritual power," Xu Qingfeng motioned. "All the disciples of the Myriad Forms Academy need to take a spiritual power test here before they are officially enrolled. Disciples are divided into four grades according to their spiritual power: Celestial, Terrestrial, Mysterious, and Mortal. The Celestial grade is the highest, and the Mortal grade is the lowest. Different grades have different permissions and can access different places."
Shen Cuiyu stepped forward as instructed and smoothly placed her palm on the cold stone surface. As her spiritual power circulated, the spirit - measuring stone flashed with a brilliant light, and a clear and huge character "Mortal" suddenly appeared!
Among Celestial, Terrestrial, Mysterious, and Mortal, she was at the very bottom, the Mortal grade.
Shen Cuiyu calmly withdrew her hand, with a natural posture, showing no sign of embarrassment or disappointment that was common among those with low spiritual power.
After her rebirth, due to her special constitution, she could directly communicate with spirits. The depth of her spiritual power had no impact on her ability to communicate with the underworld. So getting the Mortal grade was within her expectation.
Xu Qingfeng glanced at the glaring character "Mortal" and then sized up Shen Cuiyu's expression.
Newly - enrolled disciples usually attached great importance to their grades. This junior sister in front of him got the lowest Mortal grade, yet the corners of her lips still maintained a proper faint smile. Looking at her calm appearance, it seemed that she readily accepted it?!
Xu Qingfeng indifferently withdrew his gaze, with a hint of disdain rising in his heart.
Since he received the news that a transfer student was coming, Xu Qingfeng had a bad feeling.
The Myriad Forms Academy usually recruited students in June and started the new semester in September. The rules were strict.
The recruitment period had already passed, and the disciples had been enrolled for several days. But Shen Cuiyu could enter the Myriad Forms Academy without any sign. It was obvious that she must have gotten in through the connections of noble families!
Seeing Shen Cuiyu's extremely low spiritual power at this moment, Xu Qingfeng further confirmed his conjecture - Shen Cuiyu just wanted to spend four years here and take advantage of the good reputation of the Myriad Forms Academy!
It wasn't just him who thought so. Any disciple who got into the Myriad Forms Academy by their own strength would look down on such a person who had no real ability but only relied on their family background.
Thinking of this, Xu Qingfeng's contempt for Shen Cuiyu deepened. He said indifferently,
"Let's go. Your identity token will be delivered tomorrow."
Dong - Dong - Dong -
Just then, the heavy bell rang from afar, three times in total, as if pressing an invisible switch. The once solemn and quiet academy suddenly came to life!
Many students in light blue and white robes streamed out of different classrooms one after another. Some were walking briskly alone with two or three books in their arms; some had just finished a practical combat class and were holding peach - wood swords, gesturing with the moves as they walked; more of them were in groups of three or five, chatting and laughing, their youthful smiles so bright that they were almost blinding!
At this moment, the blue - and - white disciple robes were like the surging waves, pouring towards the same place!
"Here's the jade token. Go and save a seat for me first! I want the braised chicken chunks on the first floor!"
"Are we still going to the dining hall today? There are too many people! Let's go to the newly - opened Kuailv Pavilion at the south gate. It's the beginning of the month. I'll treat you!"
"Please come this way, adoptive father!"
"........."
"Ahem," Xu Qingfeng cleared his throat and explained seriously, "It's just lunchtime. Everyone is rushing to the dining hall."
As soon as he finished speaking, the students swarmed like a beehive, and the originally spacious road seemed a bit crowded at this moment.
Relying on her slender figure, Shen Cuiyu nimbly squeezed out of the crowd in a few moves. Xu Qingfeng wasn't so lucky. He wandered around like a spinning top for a while. It wasn't until this wave of people walked into the dining hall that he took the opportunity to walk to Shen Cuiyu's side.
I don't know if it was Shen Cuiyu's illusion, but there seemed to be a bit more vicissitude on Xu Qingfeng's face.
He let out a long sigh. It was hard to tell if he was talking to Shen Cuiyu or to himself.
"Remember, in the Myriad Forms Academy, grabbing food is a compulsory course related to survival. If you go late, not only will there be no seats, but all the good dishes and meals will be gone, and they might not even leave you a mouthful of soup!"
Xu Qingfeng said this with a heart - wrenching look. At this moment, even the sense of alienation from before faded a bit. Shen Cuiyu's mouth twitched slightly as she looked at the next wave of food - grabbing army running from not far away.
This place seemed a bit different from the celestial and mysterious sacred land she had imagined...
It was noon, and Shen Cuiyu was a bit hungry. Although Xu Qingfeng showed no sign of it on his face, his stomach had growled several times. He awkwardly touched his nose, pretending not to hear.
At this time, it was definitely impossible to squeeze into the cafeteria. Shen Cuiyu took out a small bag of dry rations that Mrs. Zou had prepared for her from her small bag. When she opened it, there were more than a dozen delicate pastries.
Mrs. Zou had obviously put a lot of thought into it. Although the pastries were cold, they hadn't hardened. A bite was sweet but not cloying, and the fragrance of osmanthus filled her nose.
A warm feeling welled up in Shen Cuiyu's heart, and a smile appeared on her face involuntarily. She took out two pastries and naturally handed them to Xu Qingfeng beside her.
"Senior brother, these were made by my mother. Try them."
Shen Cuiyu's smile was sincere, and her eyes were clear. Xu Qingfeng was slightly stunned and reached out to take them.
"Thank you."
The sweet taste melted on the tip of his tongue. Xu Qingfeng's look towards Shen Cuiyu became a bit complicated.
He originally thought that most children from wealthy families were domineering. But this junior sister had been modest and polite since entering the mountain gate, and even shared the pastries made by her family with him... Xu Qingfeng couldn't help but think of the junior brother who had also transferred here a few days ago.
That junior brother's behavior was really the first of its kind in his experience of welcoming new students - before the person arrived, several heavy camphor wooden trunks were carried into the dormitory first. When the person in charge of the routine inspection opened them, instead of the pens, ink, paper, and inkstones that ordinary students prepared, there was a whole set of white porcelain tea sets as smooth as jade, brocade cushions, and even a small gilded incense burner!
It seemed that this junior brother wasn't here to study and cultivate himself in seclusion, but to stay in a private villa...
When that person finally strolled over slowly, he even attracted frequent looks from everyone along the way. Xu Qingfeng had to admit that this junior brother had a strikingly beautiful face, but his expression was lazy, as if all the noise around him had nothing to do with him.