The First Academy in the Cultivation World

"All of the first grade?" Ling Yan'er asked.

Wen Zhe nodded: "I have read Yingying's book before."

He had read it himself before he decided to enroll. Although he was thinking about enrolling in the first year, he only went to the academy when there were training classes, and he would read Wen Ying's book when he had nothing to do.

"Okay then." Ling Yan'er said, "Since you've already read the book and don't need me to teach you, let's take the training class. Although you can't use spiritual power now, you can learn the theory."

Ling Yan'er pulled out a book on cultivation lessons and said, "This is what you're going to be tested on."

Wen Zhe nodded: "I know."

He was a little confused during the monthly exam, as he had indeed not read the book on the training course.

Ling Yan'er said she didn't know how to explain it, but she could let Wen Zhe read it himself and then ask her if he had any questions.

Wen Zhe attended a class and learned purely on his own without asking Ling Yan'er.

Ling Yan'er understood that Long Xuyao ​​and Liu Yixian didn't ask many questions at the beginning, unless they really didn't understand.

Ling Yan'er was happy to be free, and didn't ask Wen Zhe to ask her.

After the bell rang, Ling Yan'er switched the scene in the classroom and turned Long Xuyao, who had turned into a dragon and couldn't turn back, into a human.

She didn't understand: "It should be harder to turn into a dragon. Why is it that it's always easy for you to turn into a dragon, but you can't turn into a human?"

Long Xuyao ​​shook his head: "I don't know, I think it's easy to turn into a dragon."

Maybe because he really didn't want to do his homework, he wasn't that serious when he was learning to become a human.

Besides, being a dragon is so good, everyone in the class treats him as their favorite, but when he is in human form, few people chat with him.

Ling Yan'er didn't know what Long Xuyao ​​was thinking, so she sighed and said nothing more.

Instead, he said, "If you can't learn the art of transformation, how can I teach you the next step?"

"Teach me slowly." Long Xuyao ​​said in no hurry: "My students are not in a hurry, so why should you, the one you teach, be in a hurry?"

Ling Yan'er was speechless. She was not in a hurry. Since he was a slow learner, she could take it easy.

Two more months of classes went on like this, and the person who went to the demon world to deliver the message was teleported back to the school gate with a family of three.

It was just when the get out of class was over at noon. Ling Yan'er took Dongfang Zichu out of the office and saw four people walking into the school.

Dongfang Zichu saw the beautiful woman in purple clothes walking in and blurted out, "Lin Zidie?"

Ling Yan'er looked up and saw four people walking towards her.

Walking in the middle is a swordsman in black holding a sleeping blue-clothed baby boy. On the right is the person I met before, the one who accepted the task. On the right is the woman in purple.

The woman in purple walked to the middle of the yard and stopped beside the fairy tree where Dongfang Zichu's real body was. She looked at Dongfang Zichu's real body.

When Ling Yan'er walked over with Dongfang Zichu, she happened to hear her say, "It really is Dongfang Zichu's true form."

Ling Yan'er glanced at the tree, which hadn't changed at all, and couldn't figure out how she recognized it.

"Hello, I am the dean of Caledonia College, and this is Dongfang Zichu." Ling Yan'er handed Dongfang Zichu to Lin Zidie.

After seeing Lin Zidie, Dongfang Zichu tried to escape but was caught by Ling Yan'er.

When Ling Yan'er saw that Lin Zidie and the swordsman next to her were two Mahayana cultivators, she firmly held Dongfang Zichu and refused to let go.

After all, he is someone Dongfang Zichu knows, so of course he has to be present!

"Lin Zidie." Lin Zidie said, then pointed at the black-robed swordsman and said, "My husband is Shui Qingyang, and my son is Lin Yue."

"This is not a place to talk. Follow me first." Ling Yan'er took a look and could only lead everyone into the library.

The office is not a good place to talk because there are too many things on the table.

The library is spacious and has many tables, some seating four, which is perfect for discussing things.

It's lunch time now and the cafeteria is too crowded.

Ling Yan'er led the four people to the library and just as they sat down, the person who took over the task took out a piece of paper and said, "If you are sure that the person I am looking for is right, please sign here."

Ling Yan'er put Dongfang Zichu on the paper. It was his task and he should be the one to sign.

Dongfang Zichu took out a pen and wrote his name at the place the man mentioned.

After Dongfang Zichu signed, the paper floated up and spontaneously combusted without wind. After confirming that the paper had disappeared without a trace, the man said, "Since the mission is accomplished, I will take my leave."

Ling Yan'er didn't try to persuade him to stay: "Thank you very much."

He took out the extra wooden sign Ling Yan'er had given him and tried to return it to her, but Ling Yan'er refused, saying, "You can keep this. It's your reward."

The man did not refuse any further and left after expressing his gratitude.

After all, the wooden token given by Ling Yan'er can span the demon world and most of the human world. It is a rare and good thing.

Without this, it would definitely take him several months to get back.

After he left, Lin Zidie looked at Dongfang Zichu and asked, "How did you become so small? You're almost like a flower spirit."

"How old is Hua Ling?" Dongfang Zichu said, "I'm at least much bigger than Hua Ling!"

Even when he was at his smallest, he was still bigger than Hua Ling!

Flower spirits are a general term for a race. As the name suggests, they are spirits in flowers, different from monsters.

Lin Zidie waved her hand: "I'm not here to argue with you about this. You said there is a way to transform my son into a pure demon body. Is that true?"

"Of course it's true." Dongfang Zichu said, "If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, I wouldn't let you come over."

"I knew you were reliable." Lin Zidie wanted to pat Dongfang Zichu on the shoulder as usual, but seeing him like this, she couldn't do it. She asked, "What should we do?"

"It's good to be enrolled in school." Ling Yan'er turned on the mobile phone that had been in her hand. After taking a look, she remembered that she couldn't test her spiritual roots and fill out the form now.

So he could only pull out a brochure from the academy and said, "Take a look at our academy's introduction first. You can't enroll yet. Next year..."

Under pressure from Lin Zidie and her husband Shui Qingyang, Ling Yan'er wisely changed her words: "You can enroll now as a first-year transfer student."

Lin Zidie retracted her oppressive gaze and nodded with satisfaction: "Okay."

"But because he's a special student, the tuition will be more expensive." Ling Yan'er said, "One semester is half a year, and the tuition is thirty high-grade spirit stones."

The original estimate was twenty, but because of the double gaze pressure from Lin Zidie and Shui Qingyang just now, she had to raise the tuition!

"Okay." Dongfang Zichu mentioned in the letter that the tuition fee would be more expensive than usual. Lin Zidie was mentally prepared, but Ling Yan'er only accepted thirty high-grade spirit stones.

Lin Zidie gave thirty without blinking. How was that expensive? Dongfang Zichu was really too young to even tell the difference.