The First Academy in the Cultivation World

Back in the dormitory, Ling Yan'er lay on the sofa like a salted fish that had lost its dreams.

Dongfang Zichu, who hadn't gone to class with Ling Yan'er, saw Ling Yan'er and asked, "What's wrong with you? Can't Liu Yixian do anything about Wen Zhe's injury?"

Ling Yan'er looked up at Dongfang Zichu and said, "Liu Yixian has no solution to begin with. If he had a solution, why would he come to class? Of course, I will teach him step by step."

"So you're like this?"

Ling Yan'er lay down and said, "Wen Zhe actually said that he was injured without any hidden reasons. I find it hard to believe."

Ling Yan'er felt that she was being tactful. This wasn't just somewhat unbelievable; it was extremely unbelievable, extremely unbelievable!

"What's so confusing? Have you ever asked them where they're going, how many people are there, and what their cultivation levels are?" Dongfang Zichu said nonchalantly, "When a demon beast's realm is generally higher than theirs, no one, unless they're a fool, would want anyone on their side to get hurt."

Ling Yan'er understood: "I didn't ask those questions, but what you said makes sense. However, there are always those who think they are smart."

"That depends on the leader," Dongfang Zichu said. "If you were the leader and were to lead the team to a dangerous place for training, would you let someone like that join your team?"

Ling Yan'er quickly shook her head: "Don't be disobedient and start internal strife!"

"That's all right." Dongfang Zichu said, "During the training, everyone was united. Any disputes only occurred after the training was over."

"When things are divided, everyone wants to get more." Ling Yan'er continued.

Dongfang Zichu looked like a teachable boy.

Ling Yan'er continued muttering to herself, "When there's danger, he's a reliable teammate. When there's no danger, the danger comes from his teammates. His reputation is truly well-deserved."

Dongfangzi was so upset that he didn't know where Ling Yaner got her weird ideas from.

While Ling Yan'er was talking and chatting with Dongfang Zichu, she looked at the calendar and suddenly realized that there was not much time left in this semester and her birthday was approaching!

Her birthday is in two weeks, and she has been here for almost a year.

Last year she celebrated her birthday with her friends and parents, but this year she has to celebrate it alone, and they can't be with her to cut the cake and blow out the candles.

Ling Yan'er threw away her phone and buried her head in her sleeves. She suddenly missed home and her old friends.

Although the phone still looked like the original one, the fact that she could no longer make calls and send messages to contacts reminded her all the time that she had entered another world.

"What's wrong with you?" Dongfang Zichu suddenly heard Ling Yan'er's suppressed crying and hurriedly flew over to ask.

Ling Yan'er had originally been holding back her tears, but upon hearing Dongfang Zichu's words, she grabbed a pillow and hugged it, crying, "I miss home, but I can't go back."

"Don't cry, don't cry." Dongfang Zichu comforted him, "How can you not go back? Let's not have classes anymore. Let them learn on their own. Can I go home with you?"

"I can't go back." Ling Yan'er looked at Dongfang Zichu, shaking her head and shedding tears. "You don't know, there's no way I can go back. I can never go back."

Ling Yan'er just kept saying that she couldn't go back. Dongfang Zichu asked her why but she didn't say. He also asked her if she knew where her home was but she didn't answer.

In the end, Ling Yan'er fell asleep because she was tired from crying.

Dongfang Zichu used magic to move Ling Yan'er back to the room, covered her with a quilt, and looked at Ling Yan'er's red face from crying.

He felt that he needed to go out and get some fresh air. His mind was now filled with Ling Yan'er's crying and her repeated words about not being able to go back.

Dongfang Zichu could only guess that it was because the inheritance of this school had offended someone. After all, it was natural for such a place to be coveted by others. Her parents and relatives were hunted down, and she was forced to leave her hometown and settle in such a remote place.

Although there are many things that don't make sense, after all, he has lived for so many years, and his understanding of the human race is almost perfect, if not complete. The human race has never had such an academy.

If such an academy had existed before, it would not have remained unknown.

What's more, Ling Yan'er also said that she wanted to open it to their demon clan and the devil clan, and there is no way that the devil clan has an academy!

But although I spend every day with Ling Yan'er, Ling Yan'er is indeed just a mortal. She eats three meals a day and occasionally has a midnight snack. Apart from the magic weapon she calls a mobile phone, she behaves like a mortal.

Dongfang Zichu was deep in thought in the dormitory corridor, feeling the cold wind. Not long after, Hua Qingfeng came up and asked, "What happened to Ling Yan'er?"

He heard Ling Yan'er crying from the teaching building. There was nothing he could do because the distance here was not too far. Ling Yan'er usually liked to open the windows for ventilation, otherwise he would not be able to hear it.

The sound insulation of the dormitory is actually quite good, provided that your doors and windows are closed. The monks have very sharp ears and eyes, and only Ling Yan'er is not aware of this.

"I miss home." Dongfang Zichu said.

Hua Qingfeng didn't respond, so Dongfang Zichu continued to ask, "Do you miss home?"

Hua Qingfeng shook his head: "I can't remember where my home is anymore. I used to think that the Qiantian Sect was my home, but later I found out that the sect is just a sect, not a home."

Home is where you can go back to no matter what happens.

He turned around and asked Dongfang Zichu: "Do you demon cultivators have the concept of home?"

"I wonder if other demon cultivators have it." Dongfang Zichu looked at his original body, whose leaves were no longer so withered and yellow, and said, "Anyway, wherever my original body is, that's my home."

"Do you know where Ling Yan'er's home is?" Hua Qingfeng asked.

"Didn't you know her first?" Dongfang Zichu asked back, "Why are you asking about me?"

Hua Qingfeng said, "I just happened to fall at the door and was saved by her. Didn't she tell you that you were going in and out with her?"

Hua Qingfeng had always thought that this was Ling Yan'er's home.

Dongfang Zichu said, "She always said that the school was hers, and I thought this was her home."

Although it seems that the teacher has all the permissions, he can read any floor of the library, attack the Demon-Suppressing Tower at will, and make pills in the alchemy room at any time.

However, there are still some obvious differences. For example, Ling Yan'er can take things from the convenience store and leave without paying, but Dongfang Zichu, who is also with Ling Yan'er, must pay, otherwise he cannot leave.

This happened one time when Ling Yan'er was taking some jelly and handed one to Dongfang Zichu. Dongfang Zichu only discovered this when he was stopped at the door. After he gave the jelly to Ling Yan'er, they were both able to walk out.

Moreover, Ling Yan'er has never concealed her absolute control over the school, not to mention arranging positions and relocating buildings.

"Are Ling Ziye and Su Hongxiu trustworthy?" Dongfang Zichu suddenly asked.