Looking at the two half-demon girls, one seething with anger and the other sullen, Wang Qi could only force a bitter smile. At that mont, he pondered another issue.
If the person opposite was an Ancient thod Practitioner who had pledged allegiance to the Immortal Alliance and converted to a Modern Cultivator, would he still be able to face them calmly?
After the Modern Immortal Path had slain the Nine Chaotic Demons, the Demon Clan on the continent could no longer stir up any major upheavals. The Immortal Alliance could even proudly claim that "since the establishnt of our alliance, no animal may beco enlightened without our permission." Under these circumstances, the Immortal Alliance absorbed a portion of the Demon Clan that t their criteria. But this could not change the fact that the Human Clan had been at war with the Demon Clan for countless generations. If the two sides could live in peace, perhaps the Human Clan would be able to spend several generations to dissolve the hatred, yet overseas, the tension between humans and demons remained.
Moreover, while it was a hundredfold stronger than in ancient tis, sporadic demon beast attacks still occurred from ti to ti. The alienation and hatred towards the Demon Clan and half-demons within the Immortal Alliance were not isolated phenona.
The opposition between Modern Cultivators and Ancient thod Practitioners was even more serious than the conflict between the Human and Demon Clans. Ancient thod Practitioners believed in "stealing the breath of Heaven and Earth to forge an independent self," while Modern Cultivators practiced "borrowing the breath of Heaven and Earth to grow together with Heaven and Earth." The very existence of Ancient thod Practitioners was seen to damage Heaven and Earth, obstructing the cultivation of Modern Cultivators. There was no chance for the two to coexist.
Immortal Alliance Disciples killing mbers of the Demon Clan and Ancient thod Practitioners was completely in line with morality.
And when they harbored deep grudges against these two groups, they showed no hesitation.
But could he guarantee that he wouldn't displace his feelings onto those who had pledged allegiance to the Immortal Alliance?
Because he shared a similar experience, Wang Qi felt a twinge of sympathy for Yang Jun, and his dislike for him slightly subsided. However, he now harbored a trace of contempt.
He never looked down on those who perford poorly in their studies. In his previous life, he could get along well with the class slackers. If you're not good at studying, it's best to work hard, and it's also fine to seek a comfortable life out of one's brilliance. He only looked down on those slackers who wouldn't make an effort yet envied others and blad the world and others for their misfortunes.
He looked down upon those who were ntally weak.
Seeking revenge was fine, and so was displacing anger, Wang Qi searched his conscience and felt that he would want to kill all the Ancient thod Practitioners in front of him, regardless of whether they were affiliated with Emperor's Extre Split Sky Dao or not. But displacing anger onto people in the sa camp was going too far.
After this incident, the three were no longer in the mood to discuss the test answers and hastily finished their dinner.
After eating, the three of them walked out of the dining hall together. Wang Qi planned to go straight back to his room to read the "Geting Collection," while Mao Zimiao and Wang Zhenqi were going to find a Foundation Establishnt Stage Teaching Assistant with the surna "Ai" to discuss so problems.
The three walked side by side. At the fork in the road where they would part ways, Mao Zimiao suddenly leaned forward, bending over to look at Wang Qi, "Xiao Qi, why do you look so preoccupied, ow?"
Under the setting sun, the half-demon girl's orange hair was sowhat dazzling. Wang Qi shifted his gaze and replied, "Really?"
"Could it be that you're worried about us, ow?"
She looked delighted, but still rembered to add an "us" to mask her words a bit.
Ha? What are you getting sentintal about?
Wang Qi snorted and turned to head back to the dormitories.
Behind him, Wang Zhenqi's voice followed: "Look, Amiao, he's blushing, lu!"
What on earth goes through the minds of these female half-demons...
The next day, the Martial Arts Examination began.
Before this trial, the Immortal Institute divided the disciples into two groups. One was the Qi Cultivation Stage, and the other was below the Qi Cultivation Stage. Disciples above the Qi Cultivation Stage required a larger space for combat, so the lecturers used their mana to directly transport them to the platform on the north slope of Xin Mountain, where elites like Su Junyu and Xiang Qi, Foundation Establishnt Assistants, followed to supervise and adjudicate. Disciples below the Qi Cultivation Stage remained at the Immortal Institute to compete.
The queuing was still done by dormitory. Wang Qi saw Wu Fan again.
Wu Fan's spirit looked even more languid than before the comncent of the written test yesterday. His eyes were sunken, and he could hardly stand straight. Wang Qi kicked him, "Hey, kid, can you even participate in the martial test in that state?"
Wu Fan initially didn't dare to speak to Wang Qi, but after being kicked, he realized that Wang Qi harbored no grudge against him, and instantly felt relieved. He sowhat understood Wang Qi's temperant, which was informal only with friends. It was said that his first eting with Mao Zimiao wasn't very pleasant, whereas he was polite with Du Bin from the beginning. Wu Fan said, "I guess I'll manage. I assisted the Discipline Office in dealing with Yang Jun's matter. Wang Qi, about yesterday's incident..."
Wang Qi waved his hand offhandedly, "You shouldn't be saying that to . Tell your friend to say it to Zimiao."
He emphasized the words "your friend" heavily, the implication couldn't be more obvious.
Wu Fan didn't expect Yang Jun and Wang Qi to beco friends and responded with a wry smile and a nod.
Wang Qi pushed Wu Fan once more, "I say, you have to review for the written test, but do you need to review for the martial arts examination as well? In terms of last-minute preparation, isn't adjusting your state of mind more important than getting familiar with techniques…"
Wu Fan said, "It's mainly because Shiqin is… quite unhappy with Yang Jun. I think Yang Jun is really pitiable, so I'm keeping an eye on it."
"Creating trouble out of nothing, truly likes to stir things up," Wang Qi said this out loud, though internally he gave Wu Shiqin a thumbs-up.
Wu Fan continued, "Anyway, after so effort, Yang Jun managed to co to participate in the martial arts examination at least. But he was brought directly by the disciplinary teaching assistant. For the next few days, he'll have to be under the supervision of the Discipline Office's assistants."
"He deserves it," Wang Qi huffed in agreent. Not wanting to discuss the matter further, he changed the subject, "You've been watching the martial arts examination; how does it look?"
Wang Qi, a month ago you were already capable of fighting against Qi Storage Demon Beasts. Winning the championship shouldn't be difficult, right?"
"Not at all, not at all," Wang Qi modestly bragged without a hint of modesty, accepting the praise.
Wu Fan added, "Shiqin's Heavenly Song is extraordinary, and she's spent the past month reflecting deeply and diligently studying the Heavenly Song of the Heavenly Elent Group. She should have made significant progress."
"I haven't actually fought with her this month."
"Blowing smoke."
At that mont, a voice ca from in front of the two. They looked up to see the new disciple who mocked Wang Qi just yesterday.
Wang Qi laughed angrily, "What, didn't get slapped enough yesterday?"
"'Slapped'?" The other retorted sarcastically, "Who got slapped when the last batch completed the test?"
Wang Qi was furious, itching to fight this guy right here, right now.
The Immortal Institute generally released the written test scores after the martial arts examination so that the written test results wouldn't affect the students' performance in the martial arts. So right now, Wang Qi indeed didn't have anything to throw in the other's face.
The man, unwavering in his triumph, went on, "Fighting against Qi Storage Demon Beasts? Haha, are you making up stories? You, at the re early stages of Qi Cultivation, with incomplete spells, want to fight the Qi Storage Demon Clan? And what about Wu Zhilu, the genius who achieved Heavenly Communication even before entering the Immortal Institute, how many of her peers could withstand a few punches and kicks from her, let alone you fighting her?"
Wu Fan quickly held Wang Qi back and asked with a laugh, "In your opinion, which cultivator has the better chance of winning the championship this ti?"
The man smiled smugly, "If soone were taking bets, I'd definitely put my money on Du Bin of the Divine Capital's Du Family."
Oh, that Dobermann is actually a dark horse?
Wang Qi's interest was piqued imdiately.
Could it be that he, who could see through the junk stocks at a glance, could package himself as a promising stock? Was he perhaps the stock god Buffett of the seer world?
Inside the ring, Zhen Chan huffed, "Clearly, I was the one who saw through it."
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