The First Academy in the Cultivation World

While Ling Yan'er was chatting with Lin Siyuan, a Nascent Soul cultivator who had received the jade slip came over and introduced himself to her, "My name is Zhao Huaiyu. What skills do I need to be a teacher at this school?"

"Just knowing how to read is fine," Ling Yan'er said. "I'm a teacher at Caledonia School. Do you want to come to our school?"

Ling Yan'er enthusiastically took out a work badge and stuffed it into the other person's hand: "Being a teacher is very simple. I'll give you the work badge first. If you want to come, just report to our school on the fifteenth day of the first lunar month."

"What's the address of the school?" Zhao Huaiyu asked.

"This badge will guide you outside the secret realm, so don't lose it." Ling Yan'er said, "This is your work ID. You have to wear it while you're in class. It doesn't matter outside of school."

After Zhao Huaiyu put away his work badge, he said, "I understand. Thank you."

Then Zhao Huaiyu walked back to his original position. Perhaps seeing Zhao Huaiyu coming, another person in the Nascent Soul stage came over not long after.

"My name is Su Hongxiu." She smiled at Ling Yan'er and said, "Did that fellow Taoist just now agree to go to your school? Then can I?"

Ling Yan'er also enthusiastically took out her work badge and said, "Of course! We'll be colleagues from now on!"

Putting her work badge into the other person's hand, Ling Yan'er introduced: "Sister, when you go out, the work badge will show you the direction of the school. School will start on the fifteenth day of the first lunar month. Just go to school and register."

Su Hongxiu took her work badge and left. Lin Siyuan said quietly, "Shouldn't I get a work badge too?"

Ling Yan'er quickly took out her work badge and shoved it into his hand. "How could I possibly forget you? It's totally fine if you bring a few more brothers and sisters with you!"

Lin Siyuan took Ling Yan'er's work badge with a look of confusion: "Why do I feel like you are short of people?"

"How can there be enough?" Ling Yan'er sighed, "I already have many classrooms, but it's a pity there's only one class of students."

Lin Siyuan, who had received his work permit, was somewhat speechless. "The news from here is that there are 30 people in a class? Is that too few?"

Ling Yan'er nodded. "A formal class has 50 students. 50 is not a lot. A regular school would normally have thousands or even tens of thousands. I'm still far from that."

Lin Siyuan felt that he had nothing to say. There were only about a hundred people in their sect, and the thirty or forty disciples he led were all the young disciples of their generation.

According to Ling Yan'er, there are only two or three classes in their school.

Lin Siyuan suddenly didn't want to talk to Ling Yan'er anymore.

At this moment, two more people approached from a distance. When the two Yuanying stage cultivators approached, a voice suddenly rang out from the air: "We have detected that the number of people entering the challenge has reached the required number. The gate is now open. Everyone, please prepare and enter the hall within one stick of incense. Failure to do so will be considered as giving up the challenge."

After the voice finished speaking, the door that had been tightly closed creaked open. The entire hall was empty. Apart from the pillars, there was only a portrait of a figure's back hanging on the wall opposite the hall.

Ling Yan'er followed the crowd into the main hall.

After an incense stick of time had passed, the door slammed shut. Several night-shining pearls in the hall emitted a faint white light, illuminating everyone. The voice from outside continued to ring out: "Everyone is welcome to compete for the core inheritance of the secret realm."