But Bai Ying was very dissatisfied with him.
Within the sacred land of the ultimate path, Yue Qingling preemptively entered Empress Qingyue's main hall and sealed her off on the spot.
They even sneaked away later; they were really too cunning.
Upon seeing him, Bai Ying didn't even bother to ask why he had come. She grabbed his arm and angrily said, "Stop! We'll settle all our old and new scores together! Otherwise, you're not leaving!"
"Hehe, Miss Bai, what grudge do I have against you? I don't remember anything about you."
Yue Qingling made a joke, but he still stayed where he was.
He can't beat Bai Ying right now, so he'd better listen to what she has to say.
Although Bai Ying was angry, she was not the kind of person who was completely irrational.
She was speechless when asked the question.
Within the sacred land of the ultimate path, everyone relies on their own abilities.
If you're less skilled and less intelligent, you'll naturally suffer losses.
If you're not convinced, you can always work harder to improve.
Besides, Yue Qingling did not inherit the Daoist lineage of Empress Qingyue.
Therefore, this doesn't count as hatred.
It's better to argue with Hei Miao and Han Bingqing.
As for new grudges...
They'd just met; what new grudge could they possibly have?
Bai Ying was furious. Finally, she pointed at the candied hawthorn in Yue Qingling's hand and said, "I hate candied hawthorn the most. I get upset when you eat it. That's my new grudge."
"Candied hawthorns are a new grudge too?"
Yue Qingling was amused by her. He stretched out the candied hawthorn and said, "Then eat it. Eating this grudge will make you happy."
"Oh, for me? Thank you."
Bai Ying's face immediately lit up with a smile. She took the candied hawthorn and began to eat it with relish.
While eating hawthorn, she said indistinctly, "Yue Qingling, what brings you here?"
"You didn't even tell me you were coming! We've become friends through a fight, after all. I'm the princess of the Imperial Island, I'll protect you!"
Yue Qingling smiled and said, "I'm going to the Royal Academy to cultivate, and at the same time, I also have some important business to attend to."
He recalled that Bai Ying and Hei Miao didn't get along, and guessed that she also had prejudices against the demon race.
Therefore, Yue Qingling did not mention the matter of becoming an envoy.
Guo Feng's letter of introduction was even more confidential.
What if this unruly princess, in a fit of anger, mistakes him for a spy from the demon kingdom?
"Serious business? You have something important to do? Isn't your serious business serving the Empress of Dongzhou?"
Bai Ying spoke frankly and directly.
Yue Qingling wasn't annoyed. He smiled and said, "A man should be self-reliant. We can't be gigolos forever."
"puff!"
Bai Ying was amused by his words and laughed. She quickly finished the candied hawthorn and said with a carefree laugh, "You're so funny. Oh well, I'll just take it as you being self-reliant."
So... are you really going to the Royal Academy?
Your current cultivation level... tsk tsk, not to be mean, but to put you down.
"You have neither dragon blood nor outstanding cultivation; the academy will not accept you."
He wasn't worried because Yue Qingling had a letter of introduction in her hand.
But having said all that, he could only ask, "So, what does Miss Bai mean?"
Bai Ying proudly puffed out her flat chest: "My master is Di Zhengchen. According to seniority, I should be an elder of the academy."
"Alright then, since we know each other, you'll become my disciple, and I'll help you get into school."
Yue Qingling chuckled, and after thinking for a moment, he did not refuse.
Bai Ying's status and strength are not low.
If one could enter the Royal Academy through her, it would certainly be a shortcut.
"We've stumbled upon a shortcut while we were chatting, so you'll be my mentor from now on?"
Yue Qingling asked, half-jokingly.
Bai Ying smiled smugly and said, "That won't do. You have to show your appreciation. Do you think I'll be your teacher for nothing?"
How do you express that?
"Buy me another skewer of candied hawthorns. Let me tell you, I get so envious and my mouth waters just looking at them!"
...
The Royal Academy of the Star Kingdom's Imperial Island is located on the eastern side of the Imperial Island.
There is a high mountain here, and behind the mountain is the turbulent sea.
The Royal College occupies a hillside, and the scenery is very elegant.
Bai Ying held a high position in the academy, so Yue Qingling's enrollment went quite smoothly.
Moreover, Bai Ying had someone prepare a small courtyard for him, a private residence, which was quite a nice treatment.
When Yue Qingling first entered the sect, she should have sought out a master to learn her skills based on her talent.
He is young and very talented, so he will likely be accepted by some of the better elders.
However, Bai Ying spoke with the elders of the Personnel Hall and asked them to let Yue Qingling familiarize herself with the environment first, and then assign her a master three days later.
Yue Qingling was very grateful to Bai Ying.
The princess did not hold a grudge against him for what had happened before.
Or perhaps she is very magnanimous and has long since put the previous conflicts behind her.
Yue Qingling carefully cleaned her new residence.
He'll probably be staying here for a long time.
There shouldn't be too many strange things happening this time during cultivation.
The principal of the Royal Academy is Di Zhengchen, a figure second only to the Emperor.
Even if Leng Feiran came, she would probably have to give way to her.
Yue Qingling tidied the house very cleanly, then sat down on the edge of the bed, quietly appreciating the new environment.
This year has been quite eventful for him.
Just then, Leng Feiran's voice suddenly echoed in his mind.
"Qingling, are you busy?"
Two days later, Leng Feiran should have gone back, so I greeted him.
Yue Qingling wasn't in a bad mood at the moment. He calmly replied, "It's alright. I just finished cleaning and I've already moved in. I'll choose my master in a couple of days."
"Choosing a master again? Can you choose an old man as your master this time?"
Leng Feiran joked.
Yue Qingling smiled; he really didn't want to find another woman to be his master.
He has a naturally alluring physique, and if he has too much contact with the opposite sex, he is prone to getting into trouble.
I'll try my best.
But Leng Feiran said nervously, "Forget it, you should choose a beautiful woman as your master. You're so good-looking, what if that old man can't resist you?"
"Are you crazy?! Just shut up!"
Yue Qingling's incredibly speechless rant.
What kind of wife hopes her husband will come out as gay?
"whee……"
Leng Feiran smiled, and then said casually, "Qingling, guess what I'm doing right now."
"I won't guess, since I can't see it anyway."
Yue Qingling lay down on the bed, preparing to rest for a while.
"Guess, just guess," Leng Feiran kept urging him.
"You're lying down?" Yue Qingling judged others by her own standards.
"More or less."
"Are you... are you wearing clothes?"
"I'm barefoot, hurry up, keep guessing, guess the one you want most in your heart."
Leng Feiran said excitedly.
Yue Qingling also felt inexplicably excited; this kind of remote telephone-style affection was really thrilling.
He asked slowly, "Actually, I quite like your ankles, I..."
“Ah… Qingling…” Leng Feiran suddenly sighed, her voice sounding somewhat strange.
"Huh? What are you doing? Is anyone next to you?" Yue Qingling sat up nervously.
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