In the palm of his hand, the crystal ball expanded slightly.
Fang Shan held it in his palm and sighed, "Look at you, you're so sad that you're sobbing."
"That's a threat." A voice came from far away. Fang Shan looked up and saw a thin man walking towards him. Out of politeness, he stood up and asked, "Who is this?"
The thin man was startled for a moment before quickly regaining his composure: "Vice-President of the Imperial College."
"No wonder he looks familiar." Fang Shan twisted herself into a dignified pose and blinked her big eyes delicately at the thin man. "Hello."
As an innocent young girl, he needed to add an interjection at the appropriate time: "What do you mean by threat just now?"
The vice-president held great authority within the academy, and no student dared to act unruly in his presence. He was slightly surprised by Fang Shan's behavior, but using human methods to teach a nightmare seemed absurd. He simply said, "Speak properly."
Fang Shan: "You said the same thing as him."
There was no doubt that he was referring to Wei Sushen.
The vice-president suddenly felt a little sympathy for Mo Xiu. Having to deal with such a nightmare, there would be trouble in the future.
His gaze shifted from Fang Shan to the crystal ball. "What it really means is that it will self-destruct and perish along with you."
"Self-destruct." Fang Shan opened his mouth slightly and began to talk to the crystal ball again: "At which point do you plan to start the explosion?"
As he spoke, he gently stroked the smooth surface, as if he was treating his lover.
The Vice Dean couldn't bear to watch any longer. With a flick of his finger, the crystal ball slipped from Fang Shan's hand into his palm. "Do you know what the crystal ball's greatest strength is?"
Fang Shan politely followed up the conversation and asked, "Where is it?"
"pure."
Fang Shan was silent.
Vice Dean: "S-class rank allows communication with the crystal ball, giving you the opportunity to see the will of the first Dean."
Fang Shan asked with interest, "Is there a legacy?"
"If I'm lucky, I might be able to find some methods to improve the nightmare's strength."
Fang Shan was about to ask further when the vice president shook his head: "What a pity..."
What a pity! Fang Shan knew it even without him saying it. They all wanted to die together, so the crystal ball naturally would not help communicate the will left by the first dean.
Although the vice president still had a stern face, a closer look seemed to hint at ridicule. Fang Shan immediately understood that the other party must have some method, but before that, he had to curb his arrogance first.
After all, Fang Shan's current behavior is that of a typical naughty child.
The vice president left after saying this, and Fang Shan stared at the crystal ball in a daze.
The crystal ball shone with pure light, just as the vice president had just said, sacred and inviolable.
Fang Shan: "If I apologize now, will it be of any use?"
He was responded with a cold light that contained a strong sense of disdain.
Fang Shan did not continue to apologize in order to gain the crystal ball's forgiveness. Instead, he said, "A long time ago, there was a girl named Jinlian. She was graceful and charming, and her master admired her beauty..."
As soon as he opened his mouth, the crystal ball burst into a dazzling rainbow light. If it were a person, Fang Shan could imagine the other person standing in front of him, shaking with anger and cursing him for being disrespectful.
Fang Shan was well aware of the essence of the story, and after hearing his description, the scene was enchanting.
The light in the crystal ball gradually dimmed, replaced by a rising temperature, like a person's rapid breathing. After Fang Shan finished talking about the part where Wang Po created a situation where Ximen Qing and Pan Jinlian were alone together, he cleared his throat and said, "That's all for today."
The crystal ball was returned to its original position. The glow it emitted was particularly heartwarming. Fang Shan sneered and decided to leave it alone for a few days, but his expression remained calm. "My master is calling me. I'll come back when I have time."
After saying that, he waved his sleeves and left without a single cloud.
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Wei Sushen's tea had already gone cold. When Fang Shan came back, he deliberately checked the time. It was three hours and two minutes, which was enough time for the other party to cause trouble outside.
He didn't need to ask, Fang Shan had already walked over, took a sip of herbal tea, and took the initiative to speak: "You may not believe this, but that crystal ball has actually learned to play both sides."
Wei Sushen looked up at him: "What did you do?"
Fang Shan spoke one word at a time.
Wei Sushen didn't pay attention to the process, and raised his eyebrows slightly: "Communicating wills, quite interesting."
As the founder of the Imperial College, the things left behind by the first dean must be extraordinary.
Fang Shan: "It's a shame it hasn't surrendered yet." He stretched and said, "We can only play the long game to catch the big fish."
Wei Sushen refilled his cup of hot tea: "No problem, next time you can tell the story of Xiaolongnu and Yang Guo."
Fang Shan held his chin in his hand and thought for a moment. Judging by the crystal ball's personality, it would probably be devastated to learn that Xiao Long Nu had been defiled by Yin Zhiping. "Forget it, I'd better be kind."
After paying a large sum of money, the tailor shop delivered the clothes early the next morning.
Clothes make the man, and ordinary people look good after careful dressing up, not to mention young people with good foundation. When Wei Sushen put it on, he looked like an immortal in the clouds. The clothes were plain and elegant, with only the belt outlined with a gold thread pattern. Fang Shan hung a jade pendant on him, which inexplicably added a touch of romanticism.
"What a great appearance." Fang Shan savored it as if it were a painting. "I'm almost moved."
Wei Sushen: "Do you like this look?"
He asked calmly, but Fang Shan sensed a hint of hostility and changed his tone, "Of course it's far worse than the host's original appearance."
Wei Sushen curled his lips: "Really?"
Fang Shan added: "It's a world of difference."
This topic ends here.
When students return home, the college provides a special carriage. The driver is a middle-aged man, and the nightmare is this flying horse.
This type of nightmare is very common in the Empire. It has a gentle temperament and is easy to tame, but its attack power is weak and it is not suitable for battlefields, so it is rated D grade.
Fang Shan actually liked the horse's well-behaved nature.
“I see my own reflection in him.”
Wei Sushen had long discovered that whether it was System 333 or System 666, they were both very good at speaking against their conscience.
Riding in a carriage and wandering among the clouds, overlooking the magnificent mountains and rivers below, even a small person without ambition will feel his heart surging.
A majestic building could be seen in the distance. When Fang Shan suggested taking a closer look, the driver quickly shook his head, "You can't go there."
It was normal for a newly born nightmare to be unfamiliar with the empire. The driver patiently explained, "That's the royal residence. Ordinary people can't get close to it, especially since we're riding Pegasus. Even princes and princesses can't fly above the royal residence."
Fang Shan said with longing, "One day, it would be so majestic if I could ride a dragon and soar through the clouds."
The driver was so frightened that his hands trembled: "Don't say such things casually."
Fang Shan smiled and didn't say anything shocking again.
As the dynasty's strongest armor, the Mo family is located not far from the royal palace.
The contrast with the palace in the sky does not seem exaggerated, but as you get closer to the ground, you can appreciate its extraordinaryness.
The sky above the Mo family was covered by a huge cloud, blocking others from seeing. From the vague outline, one could feel that it was quite large.
A few hundred meters away, the air was subtly fluctuating. Two armored guards appeared in front of the carriage and shouted, "Who are you?"
Wei Sushen lifted a corner of the curtain, and the guards immediately clasped their fists and bowed, "Young Master."
No matter how poor Mo Xiu's talent was, he was still the legitimate son. The servants did not dare to treat him harshly and immediately sent someone out to welcome him back to the mansion.
To create a shocking effect, Fang Shan had already hidden inside Wei Sushen before anyone stopped the car, and secretly asked, "When I appear later, host, do you think it would be better if the sky rained rose petals or snowed heavily?"
Wei Sushen said coldly: "It was Dou E who had snow falling in June."
“…”
"Just appear in your normal form."
"oh."
Tong Lisu's dream was broken and Fang Shan's voice became weak.
Wei Sushen's heart suddenly softened: "Don't perform beyond your normal level."
Fang Shan's interest was lifted in an instant: "You believe me."
Wei Sushen believed that something was wrong, so he sighed and let him go.
The servant who went out to greet him felt a pang in his heart when he heard the sigh. Could it be that the young master's summoning had failed again?
Wei Sushen: "Is everyone at home here?"
The servant said quickly, "They are all here, including the old general."
Wei Sushen nodded and stepped over the threshold.
There were a total of ten people sitting in the Mo family's hall, each with a maid serving them. Even so, it didn't seem crowded.
The family is large and the business is great. To put it bluntly, even if Mo Xiu achieves nothing, with the Mo family's foundation, he can live without worries for ten lifetimes.
The man sitting in the center was tall and straight, looking about fifty years old and full of energy. This man was the old general the servant had just mentioned, a man who had made great military achievements.
People with high-level nightmares have a lifespan far longer than ordinary people. The most powerful one is the first dean of the Imperial Academy. It is rumored that he lived for more than a thousand years and eventually died together with the enemy on the battlefield outside the domain, ending a dark era.
Even now, its influence is still there, and the Imperial Academy has become a holy place in the hearts of the people of the Dream Kingdom.
Sitting to the right of the old general was Mo Xiu's father, Mo Changsheng, who asked, "How did the awakening test go?"
Although I asked, I didn't hold out hope.
Wei Sushen was about to respond when Fang Shan's voice rang in his mind: "Surprises should come gradually."
I've said it all in one breath, so what's the point?
Wei Sushen laughed: "How can you make progress step by step with just a few words?"
Fang Shan: "I think that man is a strict father, but also a kind one. The host only needs to remain silent, and he will surely offer some words of comfort. Then you can summon me again, and we will perform a show where silence speaks louder than words."
Wei Sushen was stunned: "It may not be as smooth as you think."
However, just as he finished speaking, he heard Mo Changsheng say: "Remember, children of the Mo family, even if you can't summon a nightmare, you don't have to feel inferior."
"Right now—" Fang Shan said, "Let me out!"
“…”
The dazzling light refracted in all directions, and Fang Shan slowly walked out from the dazzling light. Her beautiful face was in no way inferior to that of the queen, who was known as the most beautiful woman in the empire.
Admiring everyone's shocked expressions, Fang Shan lifted his hair and exposed his wrist, thinking that instead of just staring at his face, he should also pay attention to his snow-white skin occasionally.
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