The First Academy in the Cultivation World

Not long after Ling Yan'er and Dongfang Zichu finished talking, they saw a number of young men and women walking towards them.

Seeing Ling Yan'er and the others, an older woman walked up to her and asked, "Fairy sister, what are you selling here?"

Ling Yan'er said, "These are all old things. Whatever is available is for sale. You can go up and take a look. If you don't mind, buy them. If you don't like them, forget it."

Ling Ziye and Dongfang Zichu led the others upstairs. Soon the place was empty and Ling Yan'er also sat on the chair at the admissions table.

After a while, a cry of surprise was heard from the flying boat: "Are these really ten cents each?"

Not hearing any answer, Ling Yan'er lowered her head to play with her phone. Why did she say that she was here to recruit students?

But there was no way, because Ling Ziye still had half of the things. She had no spiritual sense, and unlike Ling Ziye, she could not tell whether each person took hers or Ling Ziye's.

Dongfang Zichu is so small that it is not realistic for him to recruit students alone.

It was deserted here at Ling Yan'er's, but the people on the flying boat were bustling with activity.

Ling Ziye set up restrictions inside the flying boat to prevent anyone from going into the rooms inside and the warehouse below.

Some were choosing tables, some were looking at beds, some were observing cabinets, and of course there were also people choosing fabrics. The one who had talked to Ling Yan'er before was looking at the bookshelf put out by Dongfang Zichu and Ling Ziye.

In fact, it is not accurate to call them bookshelves, because some of them are used to store elixirs in the alchemy room, some are indeed bookshelves, some are decorative treasure grids, and some are proper bookshelves.

He looked for a long time and finally chose a proper bookshelf.

When I was carrying the bookshelf to Ling Ziye to pay, Ling Ziye said, "Give me the copper coins, I'll send the flying boat down, and you can go downstairs to carry it."

He was the first one to choose something, while the others were looking around, still trying to decide which one to choose.

Ling Ziye helped to send the things down because he felt that the stairs of this flying boat were quite long and he was afraid that they would miss a step, so he thought it would be better for him to send them down directly, which would not take much spiritual energy anyway.

The man counted out ten copper coins and gave them to Ling Ziye, who then used his spiritual power to send the bookshelf under the flying boat.

He glanced down at the flying boat, and Ling Ziye said, "Don't worry, whoever gives the copper coins can move the things away. No one else can move your things."

He clasped his fists and said, "Thank you."

Then he ran down the flying boat and carried the bookshelf back home.

Seeing him bring a bookshelf home, his wife asked curiously, "Why did you buy this? Didn't you say you had a table, chairs, bed, and cabinets?"

"Isn't Dayuan studying? Everyone else has bookshelves, so he needs one too." He said, "I was thinking of buying him a desk. We can't move everything back at once, so come with me. I see some fabric there. I don't know what it is, but it looks pretty sturdy. I could use it to make bed sheets and quilt covers."

His wife said, "Okay, I'll go with you to take a look."

When he was taking his wife back, he met many people moving tables or beds on the road.

Although they were in the countryside, there was no carpenter in the village. There was a carpenter in the neighboring village, but it cost a lot of copper coins to ask him to make a table or bed.

I have never heard of a bed and a table costing ten cents. Even if these tables don’t have matching stools, you won’t lose money.

None of the farmers had extra dining tables, and no one was willing to throw them away unless they were broken. Even the old tables that the landlords didn't want were not sold so cheaply.

Even if there were, there wouldn't be as many as Ling Yan'er.

He looked at the villagers purchasing goods and thought that there would be nothing left on the flying boat.

But what was unexpected was that Dongfang Zichu and Ling Ziye had to buy back all the things they had sold.

You have to know that the three of them looted everything they saw in the secret realm, and no grass grew wherever they passed.

If it weren't for the idea that people in the countryside should cut their own bamboo and make lanterns, Dongfang Zichu and Ling Ziye would have made quite a few lanterns.

He saw Dongfang Zichu put out a few more benches, and someone asked, "How are these benches calculated?"

"Four stools count as a set, which is also ten cents." Dongfang Zichu said, "No matter if it's a single round stool, square stool, or long stool, four of them count as a set."

It’s not that he doesn’t want to put together a set, it’s just that a complete set is hard to find.

As for the complete sets he collected, he had long lost track of them because they were mixed together in a pile.

If he gets picked the first time he takes it out, he's lucky.

Dongfang Zichu was introducing the stools when an auntie next door, who was working at the curtain shop, exclaimed, "Lanhua's mother, here's a piece of bright red cloth. Isn't Lanhua getting married this year? Use this to make her a skirt and a hairband."

"Where is it?" An old lady who was looking at the cabinet squeezed over and had a piece of red cloth stuffed into her hand.

This piece of cloth is a rare thick material, and I don’t know where it was hanging before.

The color was bright red and didn't look cheap. The aunt who gave the cloth to Lanhua's mother also had a similar piece of red cloth in her hand. She also had two other pieces of material, one green and one blue.

The fabrics here are some wider and some slightly narrower. None of them are coarse cloth. They are all fine materials that look expensive.

There are also quite a few fine gauze among them, but although this gauze looks good, it is not very useful, and not many people look at it.

Everyone was picking and choosing, and first looked at the wider fabrics, hoping to buy something more substantial at a better price.

Although these fabrics are second-hand, for them, at least they can be used to make a skirt, and ten cents is really a good deal.

After all, coarse cloth of the same size costs more than this.

After picking and choosing for a long time, I took the things I had chosen to check out.

Ling Yan'er waited until noon, and only then did two children, one big and one small, come over by themselves during mealtime.

The older boy looked about ten years old, and the younger girl was about three or four years old.

The boy pulled his sister aside and asked Ling Yan'er, "I heard you're recruiting students here. Is this a school for becoming immortals?"

"Yes." Ling Yan'er said without any guilt: "Are you guys coming?"

"Let's go." said the boy.

He and his sister were both covered in dirt, and both had thin arms and legs, and it was obvious that they were severely malnourished.

Ling Yan'er pointed at the crystal ball and said, "You and your sister should touch this first to test your spiritual roots."

"What are spiritual roots?" the boy asked.

"Spiritual roots are the threshold for you to cultivate into an immortal." Ling Yan'er didn't know how to explain spiritual roots. "Only those with spiritual roots can cultivate and become immortals in the future. However, our academy is different. Even those without spiritual roots can enroll."

She could see that the two children had a hard life. Anyway, there were rooms and a cafeteria in the school, and school uniforms were provided after registration. Even if there were none, it would not be difficult for her to ask Zhao Xiyue to make two sets of clothes for the children.

Even adults in this village have a hard time, let alone these two children.

The boy placed his hand on the crystal ball. Unfortunately, nothing happened on the crystal ball. Ling Yan'er said nothing, only saying, "Let your sister try it too."

The boy placed his sister's hand on the crystal ball as well. Water droplets gathered on the crystal ball, and then a water chain surrounded the crystal ball. Then vines grew out of it, and a tiny flame was in the center.

The crystal ball announced at the right time: "Water, Wood, and Fire Spiritual Roots, 631, recommended to cultivate Water Spiritual Root."

"Yeah, your sister has three spiritual roots, not bad." Ling Yan'er said: "Your names and ages are."

The boy asked, "Can I go even if I don't have spiritual roots? Isn't it said that spiritual roots are required for cultivation?"

"You can all go." Ling Yan'er said, "If you don't go, who will take care of your little sister? If you don't go to help me, how can I earn money for her tuition? Our college is not free."

"Is that so?" The boy hesitated.

Ling Yan'er nodded affirmatively: "Yes, have you ever seen a college that doesn't charge money? They must charge money, right? You come to earn tuition, take care of your sister, accompany her to school, and help me with work."

"Okay." The boy said, "My name is Chen Yue, I'm twelve years old, and my sister is Chen Ling, she's four years old."

After registering on the paper, Ling Yan'er said, "Okay, we'll leave here tonight. If you have anything to pack, say goodbye to your family and leave with us today."

"Okay." Chen Yue did not refuse, but said: "We don't have any family members, my sister and I will go back to pack our things."

"Yeah." Ling Yan'er nodded.