After running out, Rong Jin immediately went to the alchemist instructor's courtyard to find Feng Muwan. Feng Muwan had told him before that if her parents emerged from seclusion, he should inform her immediately, and Rong Jin dared not forget, fearing the little girl would nag him endlessly.

After Rong Jin ran over, he saw the alchemy instructor lecturing to the disciples. When he saw him, the instructor quickly got up to greet him. Rong Jin waved, walked to Feng Muwan's side, picked her up, and left.

"I need to talk to Wanwan about something. I'll have her come back this afternoon."

What could the alchemy mentor do? He was the dean, and they couldn't afford to offend him.

"Yes, Dean, please proceed."

The disciples who were refining medicine were whispering among themselves. Only Lu Qing'er, the granddaughter of the Third Elder, stared gloomily in the direction Feng Muwan had left, arms crossed, seemingly lost in thought.

A few years ago, after being frightened by a snake, she really didn't dare to cause trouble for Feng Muwan. But now that she's older, she thinks that those two snakes must have been summoned by Feng Muwan, otherwise why would they specifically chase after her and bite her? She just hasn't found any evidence yet. If she does find evidence, she will definitely make Feng Muwan pay the price.

Knowing that Feng Muwan was good at everything, she begged her grandfather to teach her everything too, so that she could understand Feng Muwan. Although the Third Elder knew that his granddaughter had no talent for alchemy and medicine, she was his only granddaughter, so he granted her wish.

The Third Elder had no idea that his granddaughter wanted to learn so many things simply to understand Feng Muwan.

The alchemy instructor, seeing Lu Qing'er still lost in thought, spoke with a hint of impatience. Although Lu Qing'er was the Third Elder's granddaughter, she had absolutely no talent for alchemy, always forgetting the names of medicinal herbs, and was arrogant and domineering among the students, giving him a real headache. Only Feng Muwan, who ignored her, could keep her in check. But since she was the Third Elder's granddaughter, he couldn't just kick her out.

"Lu Qing'er, what are you daydreaming about? Sit up quickly, let's continue the lesson."

Lu Qing'er snapped out of her daze upon hearing her mentor's voice, but ignored him and went straight to her seat.

The instructor glanced at her and continued the lesson.

...

Rong Jin led Feng Muwan toward the courtyard arranged for his little apprentice, but suddenly remembered something and immediately changed direction.

Feng Muwan looked at Rong Jin with a puzzled expression: "Grandmaster, aren't we going to find Father and Mother?"

Rong Jin shook his head: "It's not that we're not going, it's that we'll go later. Think about it, your father and mother have been inside the tower for several days. They need to go back and consolidate their cultivation first, and then freshen up. Otherwise, if they look disheveled, it will affect their reputation."

Feng Muwan pouted. Why was her master in such a hurry? She hadn't even finished her lesson when she was dragged out. This lesson was quite important to her.

"Master, can I go back to class first and then go find my parents later?"

Rong Jin glanced at Feng Muwan and shook his head: "There's no need to run back and forth. If today's class is important, I'll have Lao Lü tutor you separately later."

The "Old Lü" that Rong Jin mentioned is Lü Buwei, a tutor at the Alchemy Academy.

When Feng Muwan heard that she could have private tutoring, she was willing to accept it. After all, she really wanted to see her parents and attend classes so that she wouldn't have to worry about falling behind in her studies.

"That's wonderful, thank you, Master. You're the best."

Rong Jin was extremely arrogant: "Hmph, now you know how good your grandmaster is. Let me tell you, your parents have successfully passed the tenth level of the Trial Tower. In two years, it'll be our Wanwan's turn."

Feng Muwan patted Rong Jin's hand: "Don't worry, Master, I won't let you down. But didn't you say the Trial Tower only had nine floors? How come there's suddenly an extra floor?"

Rong Jin looked up but forgot to look at the sky. Then she sighed and said, "Because even my master has never seen the tenth floor. He has only heard of it. No one in the academy has seen the tenth floor for hundreds of years. That's why my master finds it so novel."

"Could Father and Mother have triggered some hidden mission?" Feng Muwan asked疑惑地.

Upon hearing Feng Muwan's words, Rong Jin slapped his thigh: "Hey, how come I didn't think of that? That must be the reason. The Trial Tower only has nine levels, and I've been wondering how there could be a tenth level. Now that Wanwan has said this, I suddenly realize that the tenth level might be a hidden task, but your parents completed it, which is how you pass the tenth level. Hahahaha, Wanwan, you're so amazing to me."

Hearing her master's praise, Feng Muwan scratched her head a little shyly: "Master, I was just saying it casually. When we went to the back mountain for training before, there were random and hidden missions, so I thought of it."

Rong Jin nodded in satisfaction: "Our Wanwan is wonderful, and Wanwan's parents are wonderful too. They have raised Wanwan very well."

Feng Muwan stuck out her tongue playfully: "In the end, isn't it always Master who's the best? My mother and I were both taught by Master."

Rong Jin burst into laughter after hearing this. This little darling speaks so sweetly. If you can talk, then talk more!