The First Academy in the Cultivation World

Ling Yan'er calmly put down her phone, feeling that she had no desires or demands.

Dongfang Zichu asked, "Why do you look like that? What did you draw?"

Ling Yan'er pushed the phone over: "Look for yourself."

Dongfang Zichu has learned how to check the system logs, although he is only about the same height as a mobile phone.

"A blind musician, a low-grade spirit stone..." Dongfang Zichu felt something was wrong after reading two of them, and immediately stopped talking.

After checking, he comforted her, "It's okay. At least one of these three people can be arranged at the canteen, so they don't have to go buy it."

Ling Yan'er asked, "I don't know how these three got here."

"I arrived at school as soon as I opened my eyes. They should be there too, right?" Dongfang Zichu pondered.

Ling Yan'er shook her head: "You are different from them. You are a tree. At that time..."

Ling Yan'er suddenly remembered something. At that time, the fairy tree was limited to one. If there hadn't been a one-month countdown, she might not have bought it.

She asked, "Did you say before that you had been asleep for thousands of years?"

Dongfang Zichu nodded, puzzled. "My estimate of thousands of years of sleep is just my own rough estimate. Before I woke up at school, my spirit body was only about four or five years old when I was awake. If it wasn't thousands of years ago, it shouldn't be this small."

It’s not even as tall as Ling Yaner’s phone now, it’s still a little bit longer.

Ling Yan'er thought about the 10% discount and the one-month limit, and asked softly, "You said...was that one-month limit because you only had one month left to live?"

Dongfang Zichu looked down at his tiny hands and whispered, "Who knows? It's not impossible."

Ling Yan'er poked Dongfang Zichu: "So I'm your savior. It's normal for me to be given the secret realm, right?"

We've been talking for a long time, and you're waiting here.

Dongfang Zichu: "Yes, yes, the secret realm is yours, and I am yours too. I will work like a slave to repay you."

"Shouldn't the grace of saving a life be repaid with one's own body?" Ling Yan'er asked.

Dongfang Zichu asked in return, "How can being a slave not count as devotion to one's love?"

After being together for half a year, he also knew that Ling Yan'er would sometimes say shocking things. If he really pledged his love to her... Oh yes, Ling Yan'er only treated him as a figurine now.

While the two were chatting, they arrived at school.

At this time, Hua Qingfeng was still undergoing the tribulation. Ling Yan'er parked the flying boat far away and moved a chair to the deck to watch.

Feeling the thunder tribulation, Ling Ziye also walked onto the deck. Seeing Hua Qingfeng undergoing the tribulation, he asked, "What is this?"

From the guidance of his work badge, he could feel that the building where Hua Qingfeng was undergoing the tribulation was the campus of Caledonia.

"This is Hua Qingfeng, a teacher from our school." Ling Yan'er said, "You will be colleagues from now on."

Ling Ziye asked, "Is the school down there?"

To be honest, it was much better than he had imagined, but it wasn't too unexpected either.

After all, Ling Yan'er's flying boat is quite good. If he hadn't seen Ling Yan'er's flying boat and Dongfang Zichu defeated him in the secret realm, he might not have come to her on his own initiative.

As soon as he arrived at the center of the secret realm, he encountered the opening of the secret realm inheritance, and then he met a familiar casual cultivator in the illusion, who told him about Ling Yan'er's school.

Regardless of the other party's mentality in asking him to test first or whether he was genuinely considering himself, he really didn't want to be trapped in the Nascent Soul stage for the rest of his life.