The First Academy in the Cultivation World

Ling Yan'er watched the woman walk out with her child cursing, and was so angry that she almost laughed. She frowned and asked Su Ruozheng, "Are there many people like this?"

Someone actually brought his own child to sell. If it was a child with mixed spiritual roots, it would be fine, but a child with natural spiritual roots is not treated well!

Su Ruozheng shook his head: "This is the first one I've met."

Although he knew that there were such people in the world of cultivation, and the other party had natural spiritual roots, even if they were disabled, there would still be people who valued talent and would accept them as disciples.

It’s just a matter of paying a portion of spirit stones, but it’s still worth it to get a disciple with natural spiritual roots.

He even thought Ling Yan'er would be moved, but he didn't expect that although Ling Yan'er was upset, she still let him go.

Su Ruozheng didn't ask, but Dongfang Zichu did, "Why didn't you keep the child? Even though he's disabled, at least he has a natural spiritual root."

Ling Yan'er said, "I run a school. A school is a place where you can go to school by paying tuition. If children want to go to school, I can provide them with student loans to enroll for free and then repay the debt after graduation. However, our school cannot become a place for human trafficking. This is a matter of principle."

"It's not that I can't afford it, it's that I can't open this loophole. If I buy her child today, someone else will come with a child to sell tomorrow, and even more people will come the day after tomorrow. Will I still be able to collect tuition fees then?"

"If I accept them, wouldn't that be unfair to other children who are enrolled normally? Although the school can still operate normally if I don't accept them, this goes against the original purpose of running a school."

"Let me tell you something unpleasant. Why did I buy him? I had a hard time arranging jobs for the lottery and the girls I brought back from Hibiscus City."

Ling Yan'er's words sounded a bit cold, but she knew clearly what she could and could not do.

And even if what Ling Yan'er said was not true, after she bought the person in, how would the other person get along with other students in the school? Others paid tuition to attend classes, but she was sold in by her parents.

After listening to Ling Yan'er, Dongfang Zichu had already flown away, holding his forehead with his hand: "It seems that you have thought it through clearly. I thought you..."

"I'm not a saint," Ling Yan'er said, "and I don't have any interest in being a savior."

Hmm... If she really needs to save the world, she would still be willing to go. After all, it would be so cool to say it out loud, Ling Yan'er thought in a childish way.

"Then why are you setting up teleportation arrays everywhere? Didn't you leave Xu Yimiao in school?" Dongfang Zichu asked.

"Then Xu Yimu's situation is different from hers." Ling Yan'er said, "There's no harm if there's no trade, and who knows, maybe one day she'll encounter a better opportunity."

She doesn't buy people, but maybe someone else will buy them as a personal disciple.

After all, the other party has a mutated spiritual root, not an ordinary spiritual root, so he will always meet someone who values ​​talent.

However, Dongfang Zichu asked, "Do you know why her spiritual roots are damaged?"

Su Ruozheng and Ling Yan'er both looked at Dongfang Zichu on the table.

Dongfang Zichu said leisurely, "As I said before, to stay in this city, you must have spiritual roots, and the sources of spiritual roots are nothing more than those two: a normal person's own spiritual roots, and the injured Liu Yixian. There's no indication that he's disabled, right?"

Ling Yan'er looked at Su Ruozheng. She had no recollection of the incident, but she did remember not saying the word "disabled".

Su Ruozheng nodded, reached out and knocked twice on the table next to the crystal ball. "At that time, they only said that the spiritual roots were damaged. Does that mean that being injured and being disabled are different?"

Dongfang Zichu said, "Yes, there is only one possibility for the incomplete spiritual roots. The spiritual roots in her body are not her own, or in other words, they are not naturally grown spiritual roots."

Ling Yan'er was just about to say that it didn't grow by itself, or something, but then she remembered that Dongfang Zichu had told her when he went out that it grew by consuming natural treasures.

"They don't look like a very wealthy family, do they?" Ling Yan'er thought back to the two people's appearance just now and said, "I thought only someone with some power could do this."

Ling Yan'er looked at Su Ruozheng. After all, the one who wanted to steal the other party's golden elixir was a powerful person.

Su Ruozheng caught Ling Yan'er's gaze, pretending not to understand, and explained, "People with power and influence can naturally find better natural treasures. If you exchange it for someone else's, it's not your own after all, and even the best spiritual roots will be greatly reduced in value."

Just like his golden elixir, even if he dug it out and exchanged it with the other party, the other party would not have his cultivation speed. It was not his own thing, so it would be painful for him to improve his cultivation.

However, the lifespan of the Jindan stage is much longer than that of the Kaiguang stage. Even if it is not his own Jindan, he can still enjoy this treatment.

"So if they replace someone else's spiritual root, it will be disabled?" Ling Yan'er asked, "Doesn't that mean an innocent person with a mutated spiritual root died because of their selfishness?"

"Who knows?" Dongfang Zichu said, "In this Xuanji City, maybe it was left behind by an elder who passed away."

Ling Yan'er shuddered as she thought of a bunch of spiritual roots placed in a box for people to choose from. "No way?"

Su Ruozheng said, "It's not impossible."

Just as he was about to say something, he saw three children walking in together.

There were no parents. The older one looked to be about ten years old, and the younger one looked only three or four years old.

The oldest child was a boy, and the two younger ones were girls. He walked in front of the three of them and asked, "Does your academy accept people of all ages?"

"Yes." Ling Yan'er thought of the 700-plus Long Xuyao ​​and the many four-year-old children in the academy before: "Any age is fine."