Chapter 17.2: A Presumptuous Request
“Oh?” Jia Rong smiled lightly. “Senior Yunchang, please speak your mind.”
Luo Yunchang was one of the five great commanders of the Divine Guard, her strength and prestige above his, so he was extremely courteous to her.
“I have a student who, because of his body, is unable to cultivate in the Martial Way. However, he’s extremely interested in the art of alchemy and is quite well-versed in it. I hope to find a good teacher for him. I wonder if Senior Jia has any intentions of accepting a disciple? ”
Jia Rong frowned, “Accept a disciple? Master Yun Chang is an Arcane Master herself; her strength is not below mine. Why would you look for me?”
The requirements to be accepted as a disciple were extremely harsh. Even the royal family had to bend over backwards. If it wasn’t for the fact that that youth was extremely talented, she would have never thought of finding him a teacher.
Luo Yunchang sighed. “This person’s identity is a bit special. As the commander of the country’s Divine Guard, it’s not appropriate for me to have a master-disciple relationship with him. To be honest, this person is the eldest grandson of the Marquis, the biological son of General Feilong.”
Jia Rong suddenly said, “So that’s how it is. I also heard that General Feilong’s son is a martial arts trash. This matter should have been a big joke in the capital. However, Master Yunchang should be aware that the trash of the martial way, with a weak body, it would prove difficult to achieve success in terms of martial arts cultivation. ”
Luo Yun Chang nodded her head. “Yun Chang also knows, but this person is indeed unique. Even if he is unable to become Master Jia’s direct disciple, I still hope that you would be able to guide him a little.
Luo Yunchang was overjoyed. “Thank you, Senior Jia. Yunchang will remember this.”
Jia Rong slightly nodded his head and said impatiently, “Next time, bring him to do a soul power test. If he passes, I will take him in as my disciple. If he can’t even meet the minimum standards, then he doesn’t need to see me. ”
Luo Yunchang looked at Jia Rong’s departing back and thought to herself: This man is the youngest of all the alchemists; his future is limitless. Making Li Yunxiao follow him could be considered returning a favor. At the same time, it would also let the Old Duke feel at ease. I just don’t know what’s going on with his soul power. I hope he won’t disappoint me. This is all that I can do.
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Three days later. The annual evaluation time at Jia Lan Academy finally arrived.
The evaluation venue was held in the academy’s largest martial arts arena. The martial arts arena was one of the academy’s signature buildings and it had been personally built by the previous president of Sky Water Nation’s Arcane Master, Yang Di. It was made from several extremely precious ores. They covered an area of over a thousand square meters and was extremely imposing.
Not far from the martial arts arena was the most dazzling building in the academy—an enormous statue that flew in the air.
Gu Feiyang, who was on the statue, had one hand on his sword hilt as he gazed into the distance. A trace of a discouraged smile was drawn on his face. It was also personally crafted by his student, Yang Di, when Gu Feiyang fell fifteen years ago.
Yunxiao quietly stood at the side. He raised his head to look at his original face. His mind seemed to pass through layers of space and slowly merged with his previous life.
“Heh, this Yang Di fellow can be considered to be considerate.” Yunxiao bitterly smiled as he muttered to himself.
Students walked past Li Yunxiao and began discussing, intentionally or otherwise.
“I didn’t expect that after a few months of closed-door training, you would have condensed your Essence and become a Martial Warrior!”
“Yeah, I’m in trouble. I only opened two meridians.”
“Don’t worry, as long as you can open up one meridians, you’ll be able to level up. Look at that guy over there. That legendary young master of the Li Clan, he’s the typical trash. He’s a target for elimination.”
“It can’t be! The young master of the Li Clan can also be eliminated?”
“Of course. What do you think this place is? Even if the King is here, he must still abide by the rules! ”
“Fxck!” Yunxiao cursed and naturally wouldn’t care about these small fries. He quickly walked to the martial arts arena and found that a large number of students had already gathered there. Many of them gathered around to watch the fun.
Han Bai walked over. “Young Master Yun, what took you so long?”
Han Bai snorted coldly and swept his gaze over them one by one. “Aren’t they just here to watch us suffer? As you know, our class has always been called the trash class. These poor people are here to see how many people can advance. A dozen or so people in our class had no plans to take the exam and directly packed their bags to go home. ”
Yunxiao took a look and saw that there were indeed fewer people.
Those who were able to enter had great backgrounds in the kingdom. Even if they were unable to thread the Martial Way, they would still be able to live a carefree life and have a bright future ahead of them.
Thus, although there were very few students in their class who didn’t dare to offend them, they didn’t try to curry favor with them.