Becoming a succubus tentacle monster in the world of cultivation

Geng Xing looked at the little girl in front of him with some pity: "Did your family tell you why you have to start practicing at the age of sixteen?"

"No, why?" The little Loli said cutely.

Geng Xing's eyes became more compassionate: "Be good, it's nothing, go play"

The little girl was furious: "Your eyes are weird!"

"Okay, okay, I don't have any plans to find a partner for now. Even if someone really likes me, they will be discouraged by my methods of dealing with enemies! Don't try to sell your brother to me."

"What means of fighting the enemy?" the little Loli was curious.

"If we all enter the Xianling Academy, you will have a chance to know in the future." Geng Xing didn't plan to say it for the time being.

"Tsk, still keeping us in suspense." The little Loli rolled her eyes.

"Hey, there's movement! There seems to be something happening up ahead." The little Loli suddenly pointed behind Geng Xing and said.

Geng Xing just turned around when he heard a resounding voice: "The dean couldn't bear to see you all waiting any longer, so he sent me here to inform you that the registration time originally scheduled for tomorrow at dawn has been changed to now. Please abide by the rules and enter in order. Anyone who cuts in line will receive twenty slaps and will never be admitted again! Everyone, get started! Just walk directly into the light curtain in front of you!"

The long queue of eighty-one thousand people quickly shortened, and in less than half an hour it was Geng Xing and Qingqing's turn.

The two of them followed the light curtain and followed the senior's guidance. They soon arrived in front of a huge house. In the middle of the door, they saw two large golden characters engraved:

"Small class".

There are a few small words in the lower right corner of the big word: Small-1,000

"No, buddy..." Geng Xing was speechless.

A senior student stood at the classroom door and called out, "Two junior girls, don't stand at the door anymore. Come in! There will be more people coming soon, so it won't be crowded."

"Okay, senior brother!" The little Loli replied crisply.

The senior student smiled and said to the little girl, "In Xianling Academy, titles like senior brother and senior sister are not popular. You should call them senior."

"Oh, okay, okay," Qingqing nodded.

"Okay, come on in and find a seat."

"Okay, senior." Geng Xing was about to say okay, senior, when Qingqing pulled him in.

Qingqing dragged Geng Xing straight to the last row by the window. Geng Xing seriously suspected that Qingqing also knew that sentence.

The classroom has 25 rows of 40 seats each, which can accommodate 1,000 people.

There are about five or six hundred people in the class now, and it seems that at least half of them are still queuing, Geng Xing guessed.

Qingqing sat in the seat closest to the window, and Geng Xing sat next to Qingqing.

Qingqing chatted with Geng Xing: "Why is it called Xiaoban?"

"Who knows? Maybe it's their tradition."

Some male cultivators in the class saw the fairy-like Geng Xing and the cute little sister next to her, and wanted to come forward and sit next to Geng Xing. Geng Xing noticed that someone wanted to come forward, and exuded a faint aura of the second level of foundation building.

Although some Qi-refining cultivators were frightened, there were still many cultivators with higher realms than Geng Xing who came to Geng Xing.

Geng Xing, not tired of it, stood up and said, "There's only one spot left, so you two can fight!"

Geng Xing was too lazy to beat up a group of people. He just wanted to wait for the group to decide the winner and then beat up the winner. If this person gave up after being beaten, everything would be fine. But if he didn't know what was good for him, then sorry, although they were classmates, Geng Xing couldn't help but teach him a lesson.

After hearing Geng Xing's words, one person immediately exuded the aura of an early stage Jindan. Most people stopped in their tracks. Even Geng Xing was a little surprised, but not because of his cultivation level, but because of his age.

No, buddy, you are at least several dozen years old and you are in the Jindan stage. Why do you want to attend the small class?

And you are a group of cultivators, but when you come to the small class, you really become children fighting over seats?

In the end, there were only more than ten people left, one in the early Jindan stage and a group at the peak of the Foundation Establishment stage.

In fact, Geng Xing would not be afraid even if these people came together. The tentacles at the ninth level of Qi Refining plus Bai Lingling at the first level of Foundation Establishment could kill Lin Yang at the Golden Core stage, not to mention that the tentacles were already at the second level of Foundation Establishment, and he had two Nascent Soul magic weapons on him. He might not be able to kill them all, but he could still kill a few and run away.

But maybe they also have Nascent Soul magic weapons. Although he is not afraid, Geng Xing does not want to fight with this group of people. Geng Xing suddenly remembered that he is in the kindergarten class now! If anyone causes trouble, he can report it to the teacher!

Geng Xing felt that he had discovered a blind spot, and immediately ran from among the confronting people to the door to report to the senior student.

But the senior was also very cunning. After understanding the whole story, he did not directly help Geng Xing. Although he could easily suppress this group of kindergarten children, he just said that the teacher would be here soon to scare Geng Xing and the others, and did not offend anyone.

Geng Xing was speechless. How come this senior was just like my former study committee member? All he did to maintain order was say "the teacher will be here soon."

But it was useless. Although they were all in the small class, after all, these people had all come from the world of cultivation and at least half of them had killed people. What's more, the Xianling Academy was different from the sects and there had never been any rumors of them killing students.

Seeing that the conflict was about to escalate, the senior student still did not intend to take action. Instead, he took out a jade slip. However, the shape of it made Geng Xing look like a mobile phone.

The senior nodded twice and put the jade slip to his ear: "Teacher Shangguan, the students in one of your classes are about to fight."

It really is a cell phone! Geng Xing complained.

"Which class?" A voice came from the jade slip. The voice was not loud, but everyone nearby heard it. After all, they were all cultivators.

"One thousand classes."

"Take them all to the 1,000th training ground, and the subsequent students should also be taken to the training ground."

"Okay." The senior student put the jade slip away and then said loudly, "Everyone, Teacher Shangguan said, follow me to the martial arts arena! If you don't want to go, that's fine. Consider Teacher Shangguan's peak Nascent Soul cultivation and think about it yourself."

The senior put up a sign at the classroom door that read: "Please take all students arriving later to the 1,000-meter martial arts arena." He then led a large group of five or six hundred people to the arena.

Geng Xing clearly saw that there were more than just his group of people flying towards the martial arts arena, and people were heading to the martial arts arena from all directions.

It seems there are quite a few troublemakers.

After arriving at the martial arts arena, the senior asked, "Who were those who wanted to fight just now? Come forward!"

After that, more than a dozen people came forward. The senior called a box from the martial arts field and handed each person a piece of paper. "Write your number on it. I'll draw the numbers later."

Geng Xing felt that things were beginning to develop in a strange direction.

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