When she passed by the banyan tree, Yu Huang stopped in her tracks and raised her head to say to Ye Qingyang, who was sitting on the tree branch with his eyes closed, "Crow Lord, it's ti to leave."
Ye Qingyang was speechless.
"What kind of address is that?" He was always caught off guard by Yu Huang.
What kind of na was Crow Lord?
As Yu Huang stared at the crow on Ye Qingyang's shoulder, she pursed her lips and smiled. Then, she left with Sheng Xiao. After Ye Qingyang stared at their backs in a daze for a while, he jumped down from the tree with his sword and chased after them.
Sheng Xiao asked Yu Huang, "Do you like Ye Qingyang?" His tone was calm and he didn't seem to be jealous, as if he was simply stating a fact.
Sheng Xiao acutely sensed that Yu Huang's attitude towards Ye Qingyang wasn't ordinary. It was even a little intimate. However, this intimacy wasn't romantic.
This was a little strange.
Yu Huang wasn't soone who would befriend others easily. She had only t Ye Qingyang a few tis, so where did her affection for Ye Qingyang co from?
Yu Huang shrugged and smiled. "I don't know why, but the mont I see him, I want to treat him well. He has a natural affinity with ." Yu Huang touched Sheng Xiao's shoulder and said, "Perhaps he's an illegitimate child of my father's?"
Sheng Xiao was speechless.
"If Father-in-law's undead were still around, he would definitely pry open the coffin lid and co out to beat you up."
Yu Huang smiled as well.
Sheng Xiao thought about it and said, "People don't get close to other people for no reason. Perhaps there's sothing between you two." He turned around and glanced at Ye Qingyang, who was wearing a white T-shirt, black pants, and combat boots. There was a checkered shirt tie at his waist. As Ye Qingyang followed them with a bone sword in his arms, he looked relaxed.
However, what surrounded him was that invisible sense of loneliness.
Even though the sun shone all over Cang Lang City, it couldn't reach him.
Because he had no shadow.
Yes, Ye Qingyang was a ghostly cultivator, so he had no shadow. Or rather, he himself was a shadow.
"Is everyone here?!" As Professor Cheng stood in front of a group of tall and strong young Beast Tars, he seed very short and inconspicuous. However, the spiritual energy fluctuations that were inadvertently released from his body made it impossible to ignore him.
Yu Huang and the others stood at the back of the team. Even if they tiptoed, they couldn't see Professor Cheng's head.
No one spoke, so Professor Cheng said, "Who cares if everyone is here or not? We don't need slackers that don't even bother to show up." With that, Professor Cheng whistled. A flying transport designed in the shape of a disc flew through the sky of Cang Lang City and appeared in the void.
A translucent teleportation elevator descended from the aircraft and connected the square to the aircraft.
Professor Cheng shouted, "Get on the aircraft. We have to rush back to school before the door closes!"
Hearing this, the prospective new students finally got on the aircraft.
Cang Lang Academy only recruited a thousand students every year, and this year was no exception.
During this intercontinental finals, almost half of the participants who successfully entered the top 100 chose Cang Lang Academy. The remaining half entered the other eight academies, excluding the Magic Academy.
The reason why no expert chose the Magic Academy wasn't because they looked down on the Magic Academy. The reason was that almost all the participants who could enter the top 100 were combat-type Beast Tars, and Magic Academy students mainly cultivated talismans and arrays, so Magic Academy wasn't suitable for them.
It was said that during the last intercontinental finals, the Magic Academy had only accepted a total of five students. This year, they had accepted more than fifty.
Magic Academy was indeed a wise choice for Yin Rong.
Among the thousand prospective new students like Yu Huang and the others, only Beast Tars with comprehensive strength ranked in the top 200 were qualified to enter the inner academy, which had abundant resources, to further their studies. The remaining 800 prospective new students could only enter the outer academy.
Of course, this didn't an that those who were classified as outer academy disciples were not qualified to enter the inner academy.
The outer academy would hold a quarterly challenge every three months. The students who could successfully enter the top 20 would obtain the right to enter the inner academy and challenge the inner academy's experts. If they could successfully kick out the inner academy disciples on the expert rankings, they would be able to successfully enter the inner academy.
Therefore, just because so students were assigned to the inner academy from the start didn't an that they could stay in the inner academy forever. The disciples who were assigned to the outer academy also had the chance to enter the inner academy.
Under this competitive atmosphere, both the students of the inner and outer academies cultivated diligently.
The aircraft was very spacious, so the thousand prospective new students didn't feel crowded when they stayed in the sa aircraft. After Yu Huang went to the drinking bar to get a cup of water, she sat down on the tall stool and had just raised her head to take a sip when she heard a woman's voice co from behind her. "Yu Huang?"
Yu Huang turned around and saw a chubby face covered in centipede scars.
She stared at Zhan Xiaoya's face and sized her up.
Zhan Xiaoya lowered her head under Yu Huang's scrutinizing gaze.
However, Yu Huang said, "A scar represents new life. It's an honorary dal that proves you survived a near-death experience. Why feel ashad about it?"
Zhan Xiaoya mustered her courage and slowly raised her head to look at Yu Huang.
She saw that Yu Huang's gaze was calm and that when Yu Huang looked at her, there was no fear or disdain. Zhan Xiaoya gradually cald down and said, "Very few people remain so calm when they see my face at a close distance for the first ti. You're the only one."
The way Yu Huang looked at her was very ordinary. This made Zhan Xiaoya think that it was just a scar and that she was no different from others.
Yu Huang lowered her eyes and played with the beautiful colored cup as she said, "I've also been disfigured before. I've also had low self-esteem because of it, but the future is still long. You have to learn to accept your imperfect self."
When Zhan Xiaoya heard this, she was even more touched. "You're really suitable for being a missionary." Then, Zhan Xiaoya felt that this was an insult to Yu Huang, so she hurriedly explained, "I'm not mocking you. I'm just praising you for being kind."
Seeing that Zhan Xiaoya was so nervous, Yu Huang smiled and said, "Don't be nervous. I'm not angry."
"That's good." Zhan Xiaoya stared at Yu Huang's face carefully and said, "Your face has recovered very well. There are no signs of disfigurent."
"My face was burned by the fire-type True Fire Spiritual Energy. When I was undergoing the Master Tribulation, my body was struck by the tribulation lightning that contained the power of the Heavenly Dao. After my body was repaired, even the disfigurent wound was repaired, but your face…" Yu Huang stared at Zhan Xiaoya's terrifying wound for a long ti before sighing with regret and saying," A wound caused by a ninth-grade Spirit Tool is probably very difficult to repair. "
Yu Huang's right arm had been smashed by the Cherry Blossom Warhamr. There was no cut, so there was no scar after it was healed.
However, Zhan Xiaoya's face was cut by the long sword ford by the Cherry Blossom Warhamr, so things were completely different.
Zhan Xiaoya lowered her head in silence.
Clearly, the fact that her appearance couldn't be repaired filled her with pain and regret.
Yu Huang suddenly asked her, "Why are you looking for ?"
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