A Useless Person's Rise to Power: The Demon King's Addiction to Pampering

This is her purpose.

If you want to enter the advanced mage class, you have to skip a class.

Feng Jiutian touched his chin, and the image of a certain person appeared in his mind.

云。

That refined man.

Yun was leisurely brewing tea and reading a book when she reached for her teacup and discovered that her tea was gone.

"My mentor is really in a good mood. Instead of managing important matters, he hides here and relaxes."

A clear, cold voice rang out, startling the birds on the Cloud Pavilion, which chirped and squeaked.

Yun put down her book: "I never expected it to be you."

Feng Jiutian calmly gazed at Yun, the mentor she had met once when she entered the school and who had never appeared again.

"Why are you looking for me? I'm just your mentor, I can't interfere in your affairs. At most, I can keep an eye on your daily lives."

Yun Qian said with a smile, as if she were suppressing Feng Jiutian.

Feng Jiutian's expression remained unchanged, even though he could clearly feel the oppressive aura emanating from the clouds.

This pressure is still somewhat weaker than that of the old man back then.

"I want to skip a grade."

Feng Jiutian said simply and directly.

She lost patience with the maneuvering.

Yun looked at Feng Jiutian with surprise, then withdrew his oppressive aura, though he was secretly alarmed.

Although he was only a mentor, his strength was considerable. He was truly shocked that Feng Jiutian's expression didn't change much under these circumstances.

At the same time, he also began to believe the rumors that had been circulating in the academy recently.

"It's not that easy to skip a class. If you want to skip a class, you have to pass the corresponding ability test. If you don't pass, it's impossible."

Yun said casually, as if he was certain that Feng Jiutian couldn't do it.

Feng Jiutian had only just begun cultivating and his level was not high, so Yun could see through Feng Jiutian's rank at a glance.

However, at the same time, those at this level simply cannot pass the tests for those advanced classes.

Furthermore, Feng Jiutian had never learned any of the academy's techniques. During the initial period of the semester, the teachers would not teach anything. The focus would be on the students getting to know each other, dividing the students into different factions, and then managing them one by one.

This is a common practice in the college.

“I know,” Feng Jiutian said calmly, his eyes filled with determination. “Take me there, and the rest is none of your business.”

Yun shook his head: "I know you are quite capable, but pride will hinder your growth."

As a mentor, she didn't want this talented student to suffer a setback for no reason.

If she fails this test, it could easily cause Feng Jiutian psychological distress, becoming a mental demon that hinders her cultivation path.

Feng Jiutian looked at the clouds with unwavering determination.

After exchanging glances, Yun said somewhat helplessly, "Come with me."

Yun led Feng Jiutian toward the depths of the academy, where there were only a few people, including several middle-aged men who were resting with their eyes half-closed, in a very quiet place.

Yun stepped forward respectfully, with a level of respect that Feng Jiutian had never seen before.

"Sir, this person requests to skip a class."

The middle-aged man didn't even lift his eyelids.

"Let's go over there for the test."

Feng Jiutian frowned slightly, finding Yun's attitude strange.

After all, Yun is the kind of person who considers himself superior and doesn't easily respect others.

This middle-aged man looked completely ordinary; what was it about him that made Yun so respectful?

However, Feng Jiutian also understood the principle of unpolished jade.

Sometimes, people who seem unremarkable can deliver a fatal blow.

Yun led Feng Jiutian to a platform and stopped.

"The specific techniques are written on it. You need to compete with the person opposite you. Only if you win can you use them, and you must use only the specific techniques. Otherwise, it won't count."

Yun paused for a moment, then advised, "Everyone on this stage has mastered a technique to an extremely high level. Even those from the advanced mage class might not be able to defeat her with just this one move. Think it over."

Feng Jiutian nodded firmly.

She had never felt fear, so naturally she didn't care about these things.

What she wants is to become stronger, to reach a level that everyone looks up to.

Standing on the stage, Feng Jiutian looked at the person opposite him with a calm gaze.

The person opposite him was dressed in black, and his sullen face made it impossible for Feng Jiutian to see his appearance. However, Feng Jiutian could keenly sense that he had very little spiritual power.

Is this the person who conducted the assessment?

Feng Jiutian frowned slightly.

"here we go."

The man in black spoke calmly, his spiritual energy rapidly gathering in his hand, forming an ice blade in the air that sliced ​​through the void and hurtled towards Feng Jiutian.

Feng Jiutian stared intently at the ice blade, her brows furrowing slightly.

Ice Blade is actually a very ordinary skill, but this ice blade is surrounded by a light blue light, and Feng Jiutian intuitively felt that the peculiarity of this move lies in this.

He dodged the ice blade to the side, and the ice blade landed on the ground, smashing several large holes and even showing signs of corrosion.

Feng Jiutian frowned, staring intently at the black-clad man's technique.

The man in black was actually dual-elemental; his left hand faintly displayed an ice element, while his right hand possessed an earth element.

He dodged the attacks of the men in black with a few strange steps, looking quite disheveled, as if he was being completely suppressed.

Only then did Feng Jiutian personally experience the terror of the man in black.

He unleashed his attacks with frenzied abandon, as if he had no spiritual energy left, giving him no chance to catch his breath.

Yun watched from below and shook her head slightly.

These people have been through countless battles; this move has become an integral part of them, something they know intimately.

How difficult it is to defeat someone by relying on what they know best.

Yun seemed to have already foreseen Feng Jiutian's future fate.

Feng Jiutian frowned deeply and suddenly closed his eyes.

The clouds below the stage were startled.

In this situation, one wrong move could be fatal. Even if the man in black controls his moves, he could still be seriously injured if he's not careful.

He actually dared to close his eyes! Isn't that just courting death?!

Just as Yun was about to reprimand him, he saw Feng Jiutian close his eyes and appear beside the man in black with a few strange steps, while simultaneously making a move with his hands.

It was the same move as the man in black, but even more refined, with a touch of fire element mixed in.

The man in black lay motionless on the ground.

Yun stared in shock, speechless for a moment.

He knew perfectly well that Feng Jiutian had never practiced this technique before, and that it was a move only available in advanced mage classes, something Feng Jiutian could never have encountered outside of that time.

So how exactly did she use it, and how did she win?

Feng Jiutian jumped off the stage, walked to Yun's side, and said casually, "May I pass?"

Yun pursed her lips, gazing intently at Feng Jiutian with a complex mix of emotions, unsure how to respond.