The First Academy in the Cultivation World

The more Ling Yan'er thought about it, the more she felt that she was still very principled, but Dongfang Zichu asked back, "Aren't you?"

"I'm not so hungry that I'd eat anything, am I?" Ling Yan'er said cautiously.

Dongfang Zichu didn't answer, but gave Ling Yan'er a look that told her to figure it out herself. Ling Yan'er lowered her head and opened the novel app, skipping this sensitive topic.

Recently, she has become addicted to ancient style tragic love novels, mainly because she doesn’t know whether she can wait for the sequel of Luo Qingyan, but she can read the novel first.

There are so many articles, I will start with the completed ones.

When Ling Ziye finished regulating his breathing, he saw Ling Yan'er wiping her tears with tears in her eyes.

He immediately wanted to close his eyes and try again, but Dongfang Zichu had already looked over, so he could only ask, "What's going on?"

"It's okay, I was just reading a novel." Ling Yan'er wiped her tears.

Dongfang Zichu shook his head at Ling Ziye, signaling him not to ask, but Ling Ziye spoke faster and asked, "What is a novel?"

"It's just a storybook, a made-up story." Ling Yan'er stood up and asked, "Are you ready? Shall we continue?"

Ling Ziye nodded. Seeing Dongfang Zichu sigh in relief, although he was a little puzzled, he thought it would be better to ask in private sometime. He first answered Ling Yan'er, "It's getting late. You should get on the flying boat and rest."

Ling Yan'er only then noticed the time. It was already six in the afternoon. She touched her stomach and said, "I was just wondering why I was a little hungry. Do you want to continue?"

"Yes." Ling Ziye said.

Ling Yan'er released the flying boat and said, "Alright, I'm going to eat, take a shower, and go to bed first. Dongfang Zichu, do you want to rest or go with him to continue checking?"

Dongfang Zichu said, "I'll go with him. I don't need to rest. I want to finish watching this movie as soon as possible."

"Okay." Ling Yan'er waved to the two of them and boarded the flying boat.

When Ling Yan'er arrived at the flying boat for class, Ling Ziye, who was still below, glanced at Dongfang Zichu and said, "You're not such a diligent person. What do you want to tell me?"

"Ling Yan'er has been obsessed with novels lately, so don't ask her. And don't bother if you see her crying." Dongfang Zichu said with a look of despair, "I just didn't learn my lesson enough, so I asked a few more questions. Then she scolded me for half an hour, saying there are no good men in the world."

It was obviously not the first time that Ling Yan'er cried after reading a novel, but he still hadn't learned his lesson enough. He had listened to Ling Yan'er scolding him for so long, and after finally taking a break, Ling Ziye asked another question.

He was really afraid that Ling Yan'er would start scolding again, so he stayed to remind Ling Ziye that we should not ask, and we must not ask.

Ling Ziye was very confused: "What kind of storybook is he reading?"

Dongfang Zichu succinctly describes it this way: "She loved him, but he didn't love her back, yet he married her. When she was framed, he didn't believe her, abused her, made her kneel down and admit her fault, but in the end, he discovered that she had saved him, and he fell in love with her all of a sudden."

Ling Ziye didn't understand what Dongfang Zichu was saying at all, but he still felt it was impressive.

He quickly recognized his own identity once again: he was just a thug, a thug who might occasionally, perhaps, need the dean's rescue.

"You're the one who should be caring about the dean," Ling Ziye said, "You're really working too hard."

Dongfang Zichu didn't follow Ling Ziye's train of thought. "Hmm?"

Ling Ziye changed the subject and asked, "Are you coming with me or are we going our separate ways?"

"With my cultivation level, you want me to go separately?" Dongfang Zichu asked in disbelief.

Although he had a high level of cultivation before, it is now low. It is late at night and Ling Yan'er is not here. If someone sees him and comes over, who can he defeat?

Ling Yan'er's flying boat is parked here so conspicuously, she should know from a distance that there are people here. If someone comes over, he will be at the mercy of others.

Of course, it is safer to be with Ling Ziye. Even if he can't win, Ling Ziye should have no problem taking him back to the flying boat.

Ling Ziye thought so too, and then asked, "You left with me, so is it okay for Ling Yan'er to be alone on the flying boat? How about we stay here to protect her?"

This flying boat is here, so everyone can get on it.

Dongfang Zichu waved his hand and said, "That's not necessary. This flying boat can detect malicious intent. If there is hostility, whether it's human or monster, there are protective formations to resist. It's safer than the two of us combined."

Ling Ziye glanced at Dongfang Zichu, and silently led his men out of the flying boat and headed to the courtyard he had not yet passed through.

Then he saw Dongfang Zichu's pluck-the-feathers-from-a-goose style, which he had been trained to do by Ling Yan'er. He couldn't help but ask a soul-searching question: "What are you doing with these things?"

He saw that Dongfang Zichu didn't even let go of the porcelain bottle on the ground!

Dongfang Zichu smiled. "The dean said that anything that's intact is useful. She plans to sell second-hand goods when she returns. Although we don't need them, the ordinary people in the city definitely need them. It's not about making money, but so that they can have more furniture."

Although he didn't know what use such a porcelain bottle would have, or who would buy it.

Ling Ziye lowered his head and thought, "It seems so. Even though no one wants a porcelain bottle, if I clean it, I'm sure someone will want five of them for one low-grade spirit stone."

Huh? Dongfang Zichu saw that Ling Ziye, who had originally disdained these things and only wanted to find something useful, also started to sweep the place.

The good news is that Ling Ziye still doesn't like those lifeless things like small couches, bookshelves, desks, dining tables, screens, curtains, etc.

The bad news is that Ling Ziye did not let go of any of the porcelain bottles that could hold elixirs, wooden boxes for storing things, and small materials that could be used in the Qi Refining and Foundation Establishment stage.

Because he had a higher level of cultivation and stronger spiritual awareness, he was able to plunder those nooks and crannies more thoroughly than Dongfang Zichu and Ling Yan'er combined. After all, Dongfang Zichu was still slacking off.

After a night, the two had already looted most of the place. Ling Yan'er got up, washed, and ate before taking out her cell phone to find their location. She drove the flying boat directly over and got off in their yard.

After putting away the flying boat, I saw two people coming out of the room after looting.

Seeing Ling Yan'er, Dongfang Zichu said, "You're awake, let's continue."

Ling Yan'er took a look inside the doorless room and followed the two of them to the next place.

Then she witnessed the two people's rapid fight for things. She really couldn't pick up anything at their speed.

Regardless of whether it's good or bad, she had just collected two, and the two of them were almost able to collect all the others.

She was still curious about whether it was useful and what it was, so the two of them put away the other things.

At the beginning, Dongfang Zichu and Ling Ziye were very harmonious, but when Dongfang Zichu saw Ling Ziye collecting those with more spiritual energy first, he felt that he could not suffer a loss, so he also collected those with more spiritual energy first, and then the two of them started to compete with each other.

Ling Yan'er followed the two of them for the whole morning, but didn't get much and her legs hurt. At noon, she made an excuse to go to the flying boat to eat, and she didn't get off the boat after getting on.

Be nice to your legs and don't bother with these two immortal cultivators. Besides, Dongfang Zichu doesn't need his legs at all.

Ling Ziye often teleports when grabbing things. She thinks that if Ling Ziye didn't take care of herself, he wouldn't use his legs and would probably fly to another place in an instant.

When Ling Yan'er had just finished dinner and walked out of the cafeteria, she saw Ling Ziye landing on the flying boat. Seeing Ling Yan'er, Ling Ziye said, "Dongfang Zichu said he wanted to take something from the formation below, so I came up first."

There's no way to argue about this, he doesn't understand the formation.

But he found that it was really satisfying to pluck feathers from passing geese. Although many of the things in the storage ring were useless and could only be sold together at a low price, when added up, there were still hundreds or thousands of low-grade spirit stones.

"Okay." Ling Yan'er did not move the flying boat and waited for Dongfang Zichu to come back.

Thinking of Ling Ziye's enthusiasm for competing with Dongfang Zichu that morning, Ling Yan'er said, "If your storage space is full, you can put it in the bottom cabin first. It's a warehouse and it's completely empty. If you kill a monster, I can help you store it so it won't spoil easily. Those that are not afraid of spoiling can be temporarily placed in the bottom cabin. Generally, no one goes down there."

Besides, there were only three of them on the flying boat, so there was no need to worry about getting lost.

Upon hearing this, Ling Ziye agreed and walked into the cabin. Although there was still space in his storage ring, he felt that if he searched at this rate two more times, there would probably be no space left.

After all, I only wanted good things before, and it was also because the storage space itself was limited.

Now that we no longer have this concern, we naturally cannot miss out on any useful thing.

Not long after Ling Ziye walked down, Ling Yan'er on the deck heard a loud bang and the buildings below collapsed everywhere.

Ling Yan'er quickly moved the flying boat to a higher place before lowering her head to look down.

It took a while for the smoke and dust to disperse. The ruins had collapsed even more severely, and basically no intact buildings were left.

Dongfang Zichu was too young, and Ling Yan'er couldn't find where he was. After looking at him for a while, Ling Yan'er looked away.

As soon as I looked up, I saw two small black dots that seemed to be coming in this direction, but then turned and went somewhere else.

Ling Yan'er looked in the direction they disappeared, then looked away and continued playing with her phone.

After waiting for a while, Ling Yan'er suddenly remembered to lower the flying boat to a position almost close to the ruins.

At this time, Ling Ziye came up from the cabin and asked Ling Yan'er, "Dongfang Zichu hasn't come up yet?"

"Not yet." Ling Yan'er said, "I haven't asked him how many places the formation is buried."

Ling Ziye also thought of this problem and said, "It will take some time at his speed."

Ling Yan'er inexplicably heard a hint of slander and glanced at Ling Ziye, not knowing if it was her illusion.

After waiting for almost another hour, a dusty little Dongfang Zichu arrived.

When he came back, he collapsed on the deck and said, "I don't have any spiritual power now. You can go wherever you want. Don't call me for the next two days."

Ling Yan'er asked, "What about what you found?"

Dongfang Zichu took out eleven glittering beads from his storage ring.

Each bead was as big as Ling Yan'er's fist, and they were arranged in front of Ling Yan'er one by one.