Everyone turned to look at this guy who dared to be late on his very first day at the hospital.
The young man wore a dark red brocade robe and a vermilion headband embroidered with silver patterns.
Some people gasped softly when they saw the headband:
"Vermilion Bird Headband!"
"They're from the royal family!"
"Why would members of the royal family come here? Aren't they all supposed to be at the Central Spiritual Academy?"
Qi Yu looked at the man with a puzzled expression, wondering what was so special about the red ribbon.
Miss An, who had appeared beside her at some point, scoffed and said, "You're really ignorant. Only royal children who have awakened the bloodline of divine beasts can wear the divine beast headband."
"Divine beast bloodline?" Qi Yu's eager eyes locked onto Miss An.
Miss An said smugly, "You bumpkin, don't you know this? The royal families of the four kingdoms were originally descendants of divine beasts. Later, their bloodline gradually became diluted. Only those who awakened the bloodline of the divine beast would have the mark of the divine beast on their foreheads and would be qualified to wear the divine beast forehead band."
Qi Yu instantly recalled the burning sensation on her forehead when she formed a contract with Feng Xiao.
What happened...?
It seems I'll have to get back to Fengxiao and ask her clearly, but he looks like he's lost his memory and is in a daze right now, so I don't know if he can answer her.
The young man wearing the Vermilion Bird headband was not intimidated by the many people watching him. He casually found a corner to stand in, as if the uproar that had just been stirred up had nothing to do with him.
Dean Wu glanced at the boy indifferently and continued to explain the precautions for admission.
The solemn atmosphere was broken, and everyone became somewhat distracted, their eyes frequently drifting towards the unexpectedly arrived member of the royal family.
After Dean Wu said that he would "be familiar with the environment and officially begin teaching in the afternoon," the disciples in the hall all breathed a sigh of relief. After Dean Wu left, they whispered among themselves and walked out of the hall in twos and threes.
Although the boy attracted a lot of attention, no one dared to approach him and talk to him; he appeared somewhat lonely in the crowd.
Qi Yu wasn't particularly concerned about the princes and princesses; her priority was to eat. She hadn't eaten breakfast, and her stomach was already rumbling.
Just as she was about to take Gou Dan to the canteen, a hand suddenly reached out from the side and blocked her way.
Qi Yu looked over in confusion. The boy who had been far away just moments before had somehow walked up to her side, a cryptic smile playing on his lips.
"I traveled through the night to make it to the hospital admission ceremony, and I haven't eaten yet. Could you please show me the way, young lady?"
Before she could answer, Miss An jumped out and said with her head held high, "I am An Rong'er, the daughter of An Yao from Wucheng. I know where the dining hall is. I'll take you there."
The boy's expression immediately changed, and he said coldly, "What are you? Am I talking to you?"
An Rong'er, feeling snubbed after offering her warm welcome, was immediately embarrassed. This person had actually offered to let Qi Yu, whom she looked down upon, lead the way, but refused to let her lead the way. However, given the vast difference in their social status, she was too busy trying to curry favor to even think about getting angry. So, she could only run away looking pale.
Looking at the boy whose expression changed as quickly as turning the pages of a book, Qi Yu had a feeling something was wrong. She had an ordinary face that couldn't be more ordinary, and she really couldn't understand why this boy had approached her.
Only Dean Wu and Senior Brother Mu Luo should know that she has a Chaotic Spiritual Root. Logically speaking, in the eyes of others, she is just an ordinary disciple.
After considering for a moment, Qi Yu said, "I have something to do. Why don't you find someone else to take you?"
The boy grinned, his gaze shifting from Qi Yu to Gou Dan standing behind her. "Then let this junior brother take me there."
Dog Egg, who was concerned about the canteen, agreed without suspicion and then said to Qi Yu, "Sister, you go back first, I'll bring you food back later."
The boy put his hand on Gou Dan's shoulder and said in a subtle tone, "Your name is Gou Dan? Is she your older sister?"
As she spoke, she led him out of the preaching hall. After taking a few steps, she turned back and said, "I forgot to tell you, young lady, my name is Zhu Que."
Watching them leave, Qi Yu stood there in deep thought for a while before returning to the courtyard.
In the afternoon, many new disciples gathered in the preaching hall, a bustling scene that reminded Qi Yu of when he first entered university.
However, entering the Spirit Academy for cultivation is similar to going to university. You graduate from university in four years, while you graduate from here at the Foundation Establishment stage. After graduating from university, you can pursue further studies or work, while after graduating from here, you can continue to cultivate in a major sect or find a job.
"Thump"
As the bell tolled, the hall gradually quieted down. A woman dressed in an elaborate floral dress slowly entered the hall. A soft sword was wrapped around her waist. Her eyebrows and eyes were painted in a charming and beautiful style. A smile played on her lips as she sat down at the head of the table.
She found a comfortable position, crossed her legs, and instead of starting the lesson immediately, she began to chat casually:
“Recently, a mid-level demon has escaped from Qiankun Fortress. Although it has been tormented by Qiankun Fortress and its strength has been greatly reduced, it is still more than enough to deal with newbies like you. Especially since it is currently weak, you are a great source of nourishment in its eyes.” She threatened, “So, stay away from going out, understand?”
His Highness's disciples gasped softly.
Qi Yu recalled the demon that almost ate Gou Dan. It was probably because the demons could distinguish between ordinary people and cultivators. Otherwise, why would it be such a coincidence that it targeted Gou Dan, who had a single fire elemental root?
"I am Hua Nongying, a mid-stage Golden Core cultivator, and I will teach you swordsmanship." She untied a soft sword from her waist, and with a casual flick of her wrist, the supple sword transformed into a slender, hard sword. "Remember, those with money should buy swords, and those without money should use wooden swords first."
"Today I will teach you how to guide your Qi into your body. Your senior brothers and sisters will guide you."
"Sit cross-legged and calm your mind, feel the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, and feel the energy in your dantian."
She clapped her hands, and some senior disciples waiting outside the hall came in and patiently guided the new disciples.
The group sat down on the ground as instructed, contemplating Hua Nongying's words.
Qi Yu also closed her eyes, but strangely, although she could sense the spiritual energy wandering in the world, she was unable to draw that spiritual energy into her body and transform it into spiritual power.
Hua Nongying descended from the hall, carrying her sword as she surveyed the area. Seeing a disciple making steady progress, she praised, "Your comprehension is quite good. What kind of spiritual root do you have?"
The disciple said happily, "Thank you for your teachings, Master Hua. I have both metal and fire spiritual roots."
Disciples continued to successfully draw qi into their bodies, but Qi Yu's dantian remained unresponsive, leaving him only to sigh helplessly as he watched the mischievous spiritual energy in the air.
Gou Dan, standing to the side, let out a soft hum and, with the help of a tall senior brother, guided his inner energy into his body. He happily told her, "Sister, I did it!"
An Rong'er, who had come closer for some reason, also successfully guided Qi into her body. She glanced at Qi Yu with disdain and said, "A piece of trash with five spiritual roots. So what if he got in through connections? He's just humiliating himself."
"What? Five spiritual roots?"
A familiar, sweet voice reached her ears, and Qi Yu turned around to look.
Xu Shengsheng was not wearing the Lingyuan disciple's robes today. She wore a light yellow dress and had gold thread beaded flowers in her hair, looking as pure as a fairy descended from heaven.
"What's going on? The minimum requirement for the Spirit Academy is four spiritual roots. How could someone with five spiritual roots have gotten in?"
Her voice wasn't low, immediately attracting the attention of the other disciples.
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