The Beast Taming Concubine: The Useless Miss Wants to Strik Back

The next morning.

The sun had just risen and broken through the horizon. The entire city of Lin'an had become bustling. Many young men and women walked out, heading towards the East City with excitement, excitement and nervousness. There was the most famous holy place of academy in Xuandu Kingdom.

Feng Qingcheng came to East City early in the morning with Guru and Cang Mingchen. From a distance, she saw a huge sculpture with long black hair falling down and a pair of eyes like two whirlpools, which had a unique divinity. The man pointed his sword to the sky, as if he wanted to declare war on the sky, revealing infinite domineering.

"This is the statue of Saint Jiuyou. It has stood for more than a thousand years!"

Cang Mingchen pointed at the extremely tall statue and exclaimed.

Feng Qingcheng bowed deeply, which was a sign of respect for the strong.

At least half of the entire East City belongs to the Holy Spirit Academy. Surrounding the statue is an extremely wide square. Behind the square are three mountains, shrouded in a hazy mist. The scenery inside cannot be seen clearly. One can only vaguely see rare birds flying, spiritual beasts everywhere, and spiritual herbs and trees covering the mountain streams.

This is the College Square. It has no walls and is surrounded by green trees. On both sides of the square are ancient palaces, which give it a majestic look.

At this moment the place is crowded with many people gathered here, but despite the large number of people, it is not noisy at all.

Cang Mingchen brought Feng Qingcheng here, pointed around and said, "It has always been held in the college square. There aren't many people here now. After an hour, at least half of the people in Lin'an City will come. That's when it will be spectacular. I remember when I was in my teens, the area outside the Holy Spirit College was so crowded that there was no place to stand, and there was no space at all in the surrounding ten-mile streets."

Feng Qingcheng walked inside and asked, "Where is the Heavenly Ladder? There are at least tens of thousands of people coming here to participate in the selection. Will they all rush up here at once? Won't it be very chaotic?"

Cang Mingchen said: "Of course not, the Holy Spirit Academy is a holy place that has been passed down for thousands of years, and this Heavenly Ladder is an ancient place. You will naturally know it when the time comes."

The two of them walked on the main road leading to the square. They could see talented people walking together everywhere. Most of them were beastmasters, the lowest of which were level two beastmasters, and level three beastmasters could be seen everywhere.

There are warriors, but they are very few. However, every warrior who can come here is at least above level five. Their strength is extremely strong among the younger generation, and most of them are disciples of inherited sects.

Cang Mingchen acted like a guide, constantly introducing the Holy Spirit Academy to Zhou Fengqingcheng. Finally, they arrived at the square. At the entrance, there was an ancient tree that was twenty feet tall and required twenty to thirty people to hug it.

This ancient tree has dense green leaves and a crisscrossed crown. It seems as if the tree has experienced a long time, and you can feel its vicissitudes when you face it.

"This is the Holy Spirit Tree, Fengjiu, I'm sure you've heard of it, right?"

"Chirp! Chirp!"

After seeing the ancient tree, Guru grabbed Feng Qingcheng's clothes tightly and got into her arms. The sable was psychic and obviously felt a strong breath. This tree might have become a spirit!

"The name of the Holy Spirit Academy comes from this Holy Spirit Tree. I heard that the sacred tree that Saint Jiuyou brought out from the ancient secret realm contained Holy Spirit Fruit. Later, he used this tree as the foundation to condense a spiritual clone."

"Yes and no! This is indeed the sacred tree that Saint Jiuyou found, but he did not condense a spiritual consciousness clone. Instead, in his later years, when he was pursuing a higher immortal path, he split his spiritual consciousness and completely integrated it into the sacred tree to seek a higher level."

"What's the result?" Feng Qingcheng's eyes lit up. She didn't expect that Shen Wuluo was such a strange man who dared to do this.

"I don't know the result, but it looks like it must have failed. However, because this Holy Spirit Tree has been integrated with spiritual consciousness and is full of spirituality, it has become the guardian tree of the Holy Spirit Academy."

Cang Mingchen revealed his origins, which made Feng Qingcheng feel emotional.

The art of taming beasts is hard to come by in this world, and countless powerful people have never taken this step.

After passing the Holy Spirit Tree, Feng Qingcheng and the others arrived at the square. Looking around, they saw that it was crowded with people. The place was filled with rich spiritual energy, and all kinds of powerful auras enveloped the surroundings.

Everyone here is a genius in the outside world!

When Feng Qingcheng came here, she was not noticeable at all. She only had the badge of a second-level beastmaster, and not many people cared about her.

However, Cang Mingchen was the King of Jin, and quite a few people knew him, and many came forward to greet him. Some bowed and greeted him, trying to curry favor with him; some laughed and joked, obviously on good terms with him; and there was another category, which was the numerous young girls, some plump and some thin, with beautiful faces, all of whom were beautiful ladies, and from time to time they flirted with Cang Mingchen.

Soon, Feng Qingcheng was pushed aside. She found a spacious open space and stayed there quietly.

At this time, people came here one after another, most of whom were strangers.

Suddenly, a carriage pulled by three two-winged flying dragons arrived and stopped at the entrance of the square, avoiding many people.

"Who is this person? How dare he drive in front of the college gate and be so arrogant!" Someone was indignant and wanted to yell, but was stopped by his companions.

"Are you stupid? Didn't you see the royal emblem?"

There was a dragon flag on the frame of the car, and a young man walked out of the car with a sunny smile and wearing a robe with a golden dragon pattern on it.

"It's the Eighth Prince!"

The disciples of the famous families in Lin'an City naturally knew the identity of the visitor, and many of them came forward to pay their respects.

"It's him!"

Feng Qingcheng was stunned, and the image of the young man she saw in Feng Mingcheng overlapped in her mind.

"He is the eighth prince, Cang Mingchen's eighth brother. He said Ye is his elder brother, could it be that Ye is also a prince?"

Feng Qingcheng's mind suddenly became clear, and her face was full of realization. No wonder Ye had such amazing strength, no wonder he could own a divine beast like the Fire-Breathing Dragon, and no wonder Tianxia Textiles would sponsor me to attend the Yunyou Banquet...

Many things became clear in an instant because Ye's identity was clear.

She suddenly thought of the calligraphy in Cang Mingchen's house. Cang Mingchen had said before that it was written by his second brother. For some reason, Feng Qingcheng had a hunch that perhaps the second prince was Ye. Could his name be Cang Xuan Ye?

"Roar!"

Immediately afterwards, a red dragon appeared, carrying a man and falling down. Its sharp eyes were filled with pride, and it had the aura of a king.

"The prince of the Northern Di Kingdom! Tuoba Kai!"

During this period, this talented and powerful man from the Northern Di Kingdom defeated many masters, and none of them was his opponent. Later, someone revealed his identity. It turned out that he was from the Northern Di Kingdom and was a prince of the royal family.

At the same time, a purple crystal lion rushed in and a man jumped down, attracting everyone's attention again.

"Who is this person? Could he be another prince?"

"Maybe, otherwise how dare they come here on a spirit beast? Except for the royal children, no one dares to do this."

"That's true. Alas! It seems that there is little hope for this term. There are so many princes, how can we compare?"