The First Academy in the Cultivation World

Dongfang Zichu said at this time: "You can't convict someone based on your own assumptions."

Receiving Ling Yan'er's gaze, Dongfang Zichu continued, "This whole thing is just your speculation. Moreover, it was Gu Yunting who pushed Luo Qingyan and caused her miscarriage. Why are you starting to blame Liu Yinyin?"

"It's true that Liu Yinyin had a heart attack. She and Luo Qingyan didn't get along well, so it's normal for her to suspect Luo Qingyan when something happened, right? And Gu Yunting, as Luo Qingyan's husband, concluded that Luo Qingyan was the one who did it without any evidence, and even attacked her without listening to her explanations. He's the one who's wrong, isn't he?"

Uh... I've been brainwashed after reading too many novels. Ling Yan'er reflected on it and found that what Dongfang Zichu said was indeed right.

This whole thing was caused by Gu Yunting. If he had given Luo Qingyan enough sense of security, or if he liked Liu Yinyin and let Luo Qingyan go and gave her a letter of divorce, it would have been fine.

He said he loved Luo Qingyan, but at the same time he was taking care of Liu Yinyin.

He and Luo Qingyan's attire didn't look like someone without money, so why would he need to take care of Liu Yinyin personally? Who would believe him if he said he had no selfish motives? Maybe he just enjoyed the feeling of jealousy between the two of them.

"You're right." Ling Yan'er nodded affirmatively: "Gu Yunting is the culprit."

She didn't even realize this when she was reading the sad novel. The man said that he was deceived by the female supporting role, and abused the female supporting role as if he was really innocent.

But he didn't believe a single word of the heroine's objections, explanations, and defenses.

Ling Yan'er continued, "It was Gu Yunting who hurt Luo Qingyan, not Liu Yinyin. After all, it was Gu Yunting who pushed Luo Qingyan and caused her miscarriage, and it was Gu Yunting who was ambiguous with Liu Yinyin."

Zhao Xiyue spread her hands and said, "It's useless for us to distinguish them clearly. Can Luo Qingyan distinguish them clearly? If she could distinguish them clearly, she would have divorced a long time ago."

"Luo Qingyan probably didn't mention divorce before," Ling Yan'er asked, "but I heard she wanted to commit suicide?"

Zhao Xiyue nodded: "I've never heard her mention divorce."

"She's making a fuss just to get attention, which shows she still cares." Ling Yan'er sighed, "I saw her today and she said she wanted a divorce. I'm afraid she's really giving up this time."

"Gu Yunting attacked her despite her pregnancy. If he refuses to give up, it's no wonder he dies in the Gu family." Zhao Xiyue said.

"That shouldn't be the case." Ling Yan'er held up her head. "When I met her, I gave her a teleportation plaque for the academy. If she had held the plaque and read out the name of our academy before she died, she would have been teleported to the academy. She wouldn't have died at the Gu family's."

"Did you send her the wooden sign?" Zhao Xiyue asked.

Ling Yan'er hummed, "Just give her a way out. She doesn't look well right now, and I'm afraid she might become upset."

Zhao Xiyue shook her head: "The dean is truly kind."

At this moment, Liu Jingchu and others boarded the flying boat together. Ling Yan'er stopped talking, took out her cell phone and set the destination to the academy.

After the flying boat operation, Zhao Xiyue also started chatting with Liu Jingchu and others.

Ling Yan'er took Dongfang Zichu to find a room to rest. After returning to the academy, Dongfang Zichu was a little surprised: "Are you really not planning to go out and play this time?"

Ling Yan'er had been playing for quite a while during the summer vacation before going out to recruit students. It was purely an accident that she came across Taoyuan City.

Ling Yan'er shook her head: "I was just curious before, but now I don't think it's fun anymore."

Ling Yan'er was then reminded by Dongfang Zichu, "Oh, right, we talked about making a wooden box to block out spiritual consciousness for the lottery."

"You haven't given up on this yet?" Dongfang Zichu was a little helpless.

Ling Yan'er said, "Once we've finished making the wooden box, we'll go find a market in the cultivation world. Sister Su will definitely know where it is. She goes there every month."

Ling Yan'er then trotted over to catch up with Hua Qingfeng, who hadn't gone far. "Hua Qingfeng, help me make a box with the branches I cut off from Dongfang Zichu's body last time!"

"You still keep those branches?" Dongfang Zichu held his forehead.

"Okay." Hua Qingfeng replied.

"Let's go back to our courtyard and do it." Ling Yan'er answered Hua Qingfeng before saying, "Of course we should keep it. You're a fairy tree, so your branches are definitely not ordinary branches. They should be able to be used as materials for refining weapons, right?"

"No." It was Dongfang Zichu who said this.

"Okay." Hua Qingfeng said this.

Hua Qingfeng and Dongfang Zichu exchanged a glance, and Dongfang Zichu looked away: "Few of us in the demon world know how to refine weapons."

Hua Qingfeng said: "After all, it is the body of a great demon. Even if it is not a material for refining weapons, it will be a material for refining weapons."

"If we make a box with this branch, can it block spiritual consciousness?" Ling Yan'er took out a thin branch from her backpack and handed it to Hua Qingfeng and asked.

Hua Qingfeng took it in his hand and examined it for a while before replying, "Okay."

"That's fine." Ling Yan'er said, "I just need a wooden box that can block out spiritual consciousness."

Ling Yan'er asked Dongfang Zichu to take out the small box he had won in the lottery in Furong City. "We can make one similar to this one. We need to leave a hole big enough for us to reach in."

Hua Qingfeng frowned after checking and said, "Since the hole has been opened, it can no longer block the spiritual consciousness."

Ling Yan'er let out a cry of "Ah" before realizing it. "Oh, right? I forgot. Spiritual consciousness can penetrate through this hole. So, can we carve a formation on it to prevent spiritual consciousness from penetrating?"

Hua Qingfeng shook his head: "I don't know how to use this formation."

Ling Yan'er looked at Dongfang Zichu, who said, "I've seen this kind of formation, and it can be carved."

Even the missing materials had been replenished by the time Lin Zidie arrived.

Ling Yan'er returned to their yard and put out all the dead branches. A huge pile of branches completely filled the entire yard.

Ling Yan'er poked Dongfang Zichu who was standing next to her and said, "Go and sort out your own body."

I even searched for pictures of neatly arranged wood and showed them to Dongfang Zichu: "Arrange it like this."

Dongfang Zichu pointed at himself and said, "You used my body, and I didn't even ask for your spirit stones. Do you still want me to sort it out for you?"

Ling Yan'er put her hands on her hips and said, "So what? I put it away myself. Now it's mine. You eat and drink my food, so you should help me with my work."

The main reason was that Ling Yan'er had tried it, but she couldn't even break the dead branches, even though it looked quite easy for Hua Qingfeng to chop them off.

Hua Qingfeng went to pick some and cut off a few thicker branches for later use.

Dongfang Zichu was convinced by Ling Yan'er's twisted logic, mainly because he was indeed fixed in Ling Yan'er's academy, and when you are under someone's roof, you have to bow your head.

So he went to sort his branches, categorizing them by thickness.

He finally understood the saying, what it meant to be sold and still help count the money.

Isn’t that what he did? He used his original body and asked him to help sort it out.

When Dongfang Zichu cleaned up a small corner, Hua Qingfeng, who heard what they were saying, also helped to clean up.

It’s not that he’s a good person, it’s mainly because this is his yard and it would be inconvenient for him if it’s not cleaned up.

When they were halfway through sorting, Lin Zidie came in and asked, "When did you cut off so many pieces of Dongfang Zichu's body?"

"His dead branches." Ling Yan'er said.

Lin Zidie turned into a butterfly and flew to Ling Yan'er before turning into a human form.

Ling Yan'er sighed, "Why did you transform so quickly? Your original form is so beautiful!!"

Lin Zidie's body is much more beautiful than her son Lin Yue's, and is even two or three times bigger. It sparkles very brightly, and leaves sparkling fine powder in its path as it flies.

Lin Zidie raised her eyebrows and asked, "Is my human form not good-looking?"

"Of course you are very beautiful!" Ling Yan'er said, "But isn't this the first time I've seen your true form?"

Lin Zidie is indeed a great beauty, but she has a husband who is a cold and aloof swordsman. The two of them often appear in pairs, so Ling Yan'er doesn't dare to get too close to Lin Zidie, for fear that she will be chopped by a sword.

Lin Zidie said: "Then it's better if you watch less."

Seeing Ling Yan'er staring at the tiny glitter particles she had left behind, Lin Zidie said, "Don't touch this. It's poisonous."

Ling Yan'er looked at the tiny glitter fragments left on the dead branches in the yard and reminded Dongfang Zichu and Hua Qingfeng, "Remember to separate the dead branches where Lin Zidie flew. She said they are poisonous!"

Dongfang Zichu flew over and said, "It's poisonous to you, but not to me, and it will be less poisonous after a while."

"Ah?" Ling Yan'er was surprised. "Hasn't it always been poisonous?"

"No." Lin Zidie said: "The poison will disappear after a while. This poison is just to prevent people from catching me."

"What would happen if I touched it?" Ling Yan'er asked curiously.

Lin Zidie pondered for a moment and said, "Maybe it will turn into a pool of blood. Anyway, the one I encountered last time was in the Fusion Stage. He couldn't withstand it and was in a coma for thirty years before waking up."

"Then can Hua Qingfeng and Dongfang Zichu fight?" Ling Yan'er quickly took two steps back to avoid Lin Zidie's poison powder.

"Hua Qingfeng is not able to do it, but Dongfang Zichu is fine." Lin Zidie replied.

"It's no longer poisonous now that it's not shining." Dongfang Zichu said, "It was only a little more poisonous when it first fell, but by the time we sorted it out there, it was no longer poisonous."

Ling Yan'er looked down at the ground. Indeed, the thin, sparkling line before was now just a few scattered flashes.

Since that's the case, then everything is fine. Ling Yan'er asked Lin Zidie: "What's the matter with you coming here?"

"It's nothing. I just saw so many branches suddenly appear in your yard, so I came over to see what was going on." Lin Zidie said.

"Oh, they were cut from Dongfang Zichu's body." Ling Yan'er said, "They are all dead branches. Only by cutting them can new buds sprout."

She saw that Dongfang Zichu's body began to sprout and grow new leaves, but it was growing really slowly.

"Is that so?" Lin Zidie, who didn't know how to grow trees, was skeptical.

Ling Yan'er nodded: "That's it."

"Don't just stand there and watch. Come and help." Dongfang Zichu called to Lin Zidie.

Lin Zidie watched Dongfang Zichu and Hua Qingfeng's actions, then asked in confusion: "Why don't you use spiritual power and sort them out one by one?"

"You'll know if you try it." Dongfang Zichu said.

Lin Zidie tried using her spiritual power, but found that she couldn't move a single branch. While helping, she asked curiously, "What's going on?"

Dongfang Zichu shook his head: "I don't know."

Anyway, if he hadn't watched Ling Yan'er put this pile into her backpack and also watched Ling Yan'er put it out, he wouldn't have dared to believe that this was his real body.

When they were collected, these dead branches looked like ordinary wood. Now they only look like ordinary wood on the surface.

After the three of them processed the branches in the yard into pieces of similar length and divided them into several piles according to thickness, there were still some scraps left, which were short pieces.

Ling Yan'er put it into her backpack and gave each person two spiritual fruits: "Thank you for your hard work."

Lin Zidie, holding two spiritual fruits, suddenly asked, "Do you humans have a custom of not working on New Year's Day? They say that if you work on New Year's Day, you'll be busy all year round?"

Ling Yan'er took a bite of the fruit and said in confusion, "Is there such a saying? It's not a big deal. I didn't do any work anyway."

Attracting three pairs of angry eyes, Ling Yan'er looked up at the sky strategically: "You two demons, and one immortal cultivator, do you also believe this?"

"I don't believe it." Hua Qingfeng lowered his head and ate the fruit.

Dongfang Zichu and Lin Zidie looked at each other. They, the demon clan, had no concept of New Year.

"Come on, come on, I'll treat you to something delicious." Ling Yan'er led them to the store. "To thank you for your help, you can pick whatever you want. Each person picks a basket, and I'll pay for it!"

After the convenience store was upgraded, it had an additional place for shopping baskets, which contained a number of numbered bamboo shopping baskets.

It was Lin Zidie's first time to come to the store: "What is this place?"

Dongfang Zichu, who had been here with Ling Yan'er many times, said, "It's a grocery store. They have everything."

"Not everything." Ling Yan'er retorted, "At least no magical weapon."

Dongfang Zichu didn't argue with Ling Yan'er about this. He flew over, took a basket and started picking things for himself.

Hua Qingfeng didn't bother to be polite with Ling Yan'er. He first picked out a lot of things for drawing talismans and a lot of spiritual wine.

Lin Zidie was just looking around the store with a basket when Ling Yaner rushed to the snack area.

Well, she's a regular in the snack section.

After the few people made their choices, Ling Yan'er and Xin Zhuyue agreed that she would treat the three of them. They took the three people's baskets out of the store one by one and asked them to put them away. Ling Yan'er then put the baskets back into the store.

Then Ling Yan'er went to have dinner. After dinner, Ling Yan'er ran to Zhaixing Tower again.

Duan Xian and his two siblings were all upstairs in the Zhaixing Tower, each of them sitting on a cushion to practice.

Seeing Ling Yan'er coming up, Duan Xian opened his eyes.

Ling Yan'er saw them from above and greeted them curiously: "Why are you practicing here?"

"If we practice here, the speed will be faster." Duan Xian explained.

"Really?" Ling Yan'er looked at Dongfang Zichu: "Is the spiritual energy here more concentrated than other places?"

Dongfang Zichu pointed to the top of the Demon-Suppressing Tower next door and said, "What do you think? Have you forgotten that there is star power on it?"

"Yes, there are quite a lot of people practicing here at night." Duan Xian said, "Here you can feel the power of the stars, which will make it easier to break through bottlenecks and advance."

Ling Yan'er sat on the chair that had been placed there earlier and said, "Then you should practice hard. I won't disturb you anymore."

Duan Xian stopped talking and closed his eyes. Ling Yan'er came up simply to find a high place to enjoy the scenery.