LRAB Chapter 12 What?! Dropping out of school?!
Chapter 12 What?! Dropping out of school?!
When Ning Tian and Wu Feng received the message from the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School.
I haven't even lived in the dorm for a few days yet.
The former sat on the edge of the bed, holding the urgent letter in his hand, his brows slightly furrowed.
Wu Feng leaned over for a look and immediately exclaimed.
"What? You want us to go back?"
She slammed her hand on the table, her face full of incomprehension.
"We've only just been assigned to classes and just started learning, why are we suddenly being sent back?"
Ning Tian didn't say anything, but simply folded the letter again, put it in his pocket, and then stood up to start packing his things.
The movements were swift and decisive.
Wu Feng looked at her like this and pouted.
"Ning Tian, don't you find this strange?"
Ning Tian folded the clothes and put them into his storage soul tool while answering without looking up.
"Feng Mei, there must be a reason why the sect says that."
"If they're in such a hurry, something big must have happened."
"Let's hurry back."
Upon hearing this, Wu Feng plopped back down on the bed, swinging his legs back and forth, his dissatisfaction undiminished.
"Okay, okay."
She sighed, her voice full of complaints.
"Sigh, I wonder what Grandpa and the sect leader want to do, and what important matter they're talking about."
"What big deal could it be?"
Ning Tian listened to Wu Feng's rambling, and black lines appeared on his forehead.
Although she was used to Wu Feng's personality, she still felt helpless every time she heard it.
Wu Feng's mouth really never stops.
After Ning Tian finished packing all their things, she stood up and slung her bag over her shoulder.
"Let's go tell Teacher Mujin."
The two arrived at their homeroom teacher, Mu Jin's, office.
When Mu Jin saw the two of them come in, she asked curiously.
"What do you want from me?"
Ning Tian briefly recounted the matter of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School sending a message.
After hearing this, Mu Jin showed a helpless expression on her face.
The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School needs people, and she, a mere homeroom teacher, really can't stop them.
She looked at the two of them helplessly and gave them her instructions.
"Alright, but you need to come back as soon as possible."
"The freshman assessment is about to begin, and it will be bad for you if you miss it."
Ning Tian nodded.
"Don't worry, teacher, we'll be back as soon as we've finished dealing with the sect's affairs."
Wu Feng nodded in agreement.
Mu Jin waved her hand.
"Go ahead, go ahead."
The two bowed, picked up their bags, and left the office.
Mu Jin looked out the window, watching the two figures walk further and further away, and shook her head.
"What exactly is the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School up to?"
She muttered something to herself and then stopped caring.
They'll be back sooner or later anyway.
As for whether the two of them will simply leave and never return to Shrek Academy.
Hibiscus never even considered this possibility.
This is Shrek Academy, the number one academy on the continent.
If they don't stay here, what other academy can they go to?
What academy can compare to Shrek?
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a few days later.
Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School.
Ning Tian and Wu Feng stood in the center of the hall, looking at Ning Qingyun sitting in the main seat and Wu Yunshan standing to the side.
Ning Qingyun picked up her teacup, took a sip, and spoke in a calm tone.
"From today onwards, you are withdrawing from Shrek Academy."
Ning Tian and Wu Feng stood up at the same time.
"What?!"
"Quit school!"
"Why?!"
The two of them stared wide-eyed at Ning Qingyun, their faces filled with disbelief.
The decision to send me to Shrek Academy was made personally by the sect leader.
They said it was the top college on the mainland, and going there would be best for their future.
It's only been a few days, how come they suddenly changed their minds?
Even the most fickle person can't change their mind that quickly.
Ning Qingyun and Wu Yunshan looked at the two of them in shock, but their expressions didn't change much.
It was expected.
She spoke slowly and deliberately.
"My Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School has become an affiliated sect of the Spirit Transmission Academy."
"We reached a cooperation agreement with the Spirit Transmission Academy and jointly established this academy."
"And you, naturally, will also join the Spirit Transmission Academy."
Upon hearing this, the shock on Ning Tian and Wu Feng's faces doubled.
Ning Tian exclaimed in disbelief.
"Sect Master! How can the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School become a subordinate sect of another force!"
Wu Feng also shouted.
"Exactly! And that Spirit Transmission Academy... how can a newly established academy compare to Shrek Academy!"
Ning Qingyun opened her mouth, preparing to explain to them about the soul spirit and the first ring of ten thousand years.
Wu Yunshan spoke first.
He snorted coldly, his face full of disappointment, "This is to inform you."
"I'm not discussing this with you."
Wu Feng shrank back in fright at his grandfather's cold snort.
Wu Yunshan looked at her with a stern gaze.
"Can you stop a Limit Douluo, or can you get Shrek Academy to send someone to help?"
"Do you know that it is an honor for you to join the Spirit Transmission Academy? We specially requested this for you."
"You don't need to know anything else."
"The Spirit Transmission Academy allows support-type Soul Masters to possess Soul Spirits, enabling them to engage in combat."
"In fact, the first spirit ring can be ten thousand years."
When Ning Tian heard the words "the first spirit ring can be ten thousand years", his pupils suddenly contracted.
She was silent.
The first ring in ten thousand years.
This allows support-type Soul Masters to possess Soul Spirits, enabling them to fight independently.
If all of this is true.
Then she completely understood why her mother and Grandpa Wu had done that.
If it were her, she would have made the same choice.
Unfortunately, Wu Feng's mind was clearly not as sharp as Ning Tian's.
She took a step forward and retorted loudly.
"That's impossible!"
"You two have definitely been scammed!"
"How could there possibly be someone who's only at the first level for ten thousand years!"
"What about spirits? I've never even heard of them."
"It must be some kind of disguise-type soul skill."
"I want to see them with my own eyes; I'll see through their scheme!"
Ning Qingyun almost laughed out of anger after hearing these words.
Wu Yunshan's lips twitched.
The two of them, one a level 79 Soul Saint, the other a level 88 Soul Douluo.
If even they can't tell the difference between real and fake, how could Wu Feng, a Great Soul Master who is only in his twenties, possibly tell the difference?
Has this girl's brain been fried by the Red Dragon Martial Soul?
However, Ning Qingyun reconsidered.
Wu Feng has always been this way: impulsive, quick-tongued, and his mind can't keep up with his mouth.
She wouldn't listen even after I told her.
Moreover, Ning Qingyun also had a vague idea in her mind.
She also wanted to see for herself just how strong Gu An, that kid whose first spirit ring was ten thousand years old, really was.
Suppressing her anger, she looked at Wu Feng and said.
"I can give you this opportunity."
Wu Feng's eyes lit up.
Ning Qingyun changed the subject.
"However, if we lose, you'd better behave yourself and listen to me."
"Xiao An is a one-ring Soul Master, just like you, except his first ring is the ten-thousand-year one I mentioned."
Upon hearing the words "one-ring Soul Master," Wu Feng's face immediately lit up with confidence.
She patted her chest and said casually.
"A mere one-ring Soul Master."
"I'm sure I can beat him and expose their plot."
Wu Yunshan shook his head as he looked at his granddaughter's arrogant and ignorant attitude.
"Let's go."
"I'll take you to meet them."
"While you're at it, take a look at the college you'll be attending."
Ning Qingyun stood up, straightened her clothes, and took the lead in walking out of the council hall.
Ning Tian followed behind, looking thoughtful.
Wu Feng walked at the back, head held high, his face clearly displaying the words "I want to expose fraud."
Their fists were clenched tightly.
"Hmph! I'd like to see what kind of swindler dares to try and fool our Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School!"