The First Academy in the Cultivation World

Seeing that Ling Yan'er didn't hold the sword, Dongfang Zichu felt it and felt that the golden-grade fan was a very good spiritual treasure, and the purple-grade sword was at least a magic-level weapon. Why was Ling Yan'er still not satisfied?

Dongfang Zichu studied the fan for a while and finally found that this weapon had no inherent skills and could only be used by those above the Nascent Soul stage.

He had no skills left, and Ling Yan'er had no cultivation, so he put away the fan. Okay, now he was unhappy too.

With his foundation-building level, he can't use this weapon.

Lin Siyuan said to Ling Yan'er, "I'm very grateful for this trip to the secret realm. If Master allows me to go down the mountain for training, I will definitely come to your school to see it. See you later."

Ling Yan'er nodded in agreement: "See you later."

Lin Siyuan did not hesitate and returned to the Yanyu Sword Pavilion team.

He didn't know who would get the inheritance in the end, but it was obvious that everyone had a weapon, which was entirely based on luck. Although only one could be chosen, as long as they could survive to the later stages, they would basically not lose out.

Lin Siyuan left, leaving Ling Ziye alone on the flying boat. Ling Yan'er looked at him and said, "What are you doing here? You saw that everyone gets the same reward, and everyone can only choose one."

"I am a casual cultivator." Ling Ziye said.

Ling Yan'er was puzzled: "What?"

Dongfang Zichu tugged at Ling Yan'er's clothes and said, "I want to be a teacher."

Ling Yan'er's eyes lit up and she looked at Ling Ziye: "Really?"

Ling Ziye nodded.

Ling Yan'er stood up: "Then why are we standing there like idiots being polite? Let's find a room to rest and chat. Our salary and benefits are..."

Ling Yan'er introduced the school and handed the other person her work badge. "This is an employee's work badge. Take it first. If you have any questions, you can ask me or Dongfang Zichu."

After saying that, he raised Dongfang Zichu.

"Our school only has one class right now," Ling Yan'er pulled out her phone and checked. She realized school was only two days away from starting, so she said, "Enrollment won't start until the second half of the year. We only have autumn enrollment, so we don't have many teachers right now, so it might be a bit hard."

Ling Ziye digested Ling Yan'er's words and the information on his work badge, then lowered his eyes and asked, "What about the Demon Suppression Tower and the Library?"

"You can go there anytime you don't have classes." Ling Yan'er waved her hand generously, "It's okay if you hang out there on weekends."

Ling Ziye pondered: "Then shall we go back to school now?"

Ling Yan'er used her cell phone to set the destination as school, and Feizhou was eager to return home, so she ran very fast.

Ling Yan'er nodded: "Students have to report to school on the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, so we have to hurry back because school is about to start."

Ling Ziye nodded: "Okay."

Dongfang Zichu floated over to the table, glanced at Ling Yan'er and asked, "Can I ask why you came to our school?"

"Because my cultivation technique has only reached the Golden Core stage, I barely managed to form a Nascent Soul but can't go any further." Ling Ziye lowered his head: "I have been stuck at the Nascent Soul Great Perfection for three hundred years."

"Then why don't you join a sect?" Dongfang Zichu asked, "I think the major sects would not refuse a cultivator in the Nascent Soul stage to join."

Ling Ziye shook his head: "There's no need to go to small sects. Medium-sized sects are afraid of being seized. Large sects don't lack a Nascent Soul..."

Having said that, this level of cultivation is indeed neither high nor low, which is quite embarrassing.

Ling Yan'er said very understandingly, "It's okay. We have all kinds of mental methods in our library. You can take your time to pick one that suits you."