Yu Qing Qian took the book and wanted to open it but found that the pages were tightly shut and it wouldn’t budge no matter what.
As she rubbed the book, with a thought, her mental energy variant ability seeped into the pages bit by bit.
[CRACK!] After a moment, the classic made a slight crisp sound.
Yu Qing Qian seemed to be attracted by something, lowered her head, and started to turn the pages of the book.
This time, there was no obstruction at all. The pages of the book were successfully opened, but it required mental energy to flip through it.
Yu Qing Qian held the book and walked to a stone step to sit down. She held it and began reading, her eyes growing brighter and brighter, completely immersed in the book subconsciously.
Chi Mo Ran and Feng Chen looked at each other with smiles on their faces. It seemed that this book was fated with Yu Qing Qian, and wasn’t ordinary either, otherwise she wouldn’t have been so fascinated by it.
“You should put away the Jie Stone first.” Chi Mo Ran looked at the orchid-blue stone on the table and said.
Feng Chen wasn’t polite either. With a wave of his sleeve, the stone was placed into his space, “After I refine the spatial storage accessories, I’ll have someone deliver them to you.”
“Alright.” Chi Mo Ran thought for a bit, then asked: “I heard the Holy Academy and the Imperial Academy are both recruiting you at the same time under a special exception, have you decided which one to choose?”
The Holy Academy and the Imperial Academy had always been at odds with each other. The Central Royal Academy was under the control of the Imperial Academy, therefore the Holy Academy had always only admitted students from the four regional Royal Academies in the east, south, west, and north that had little connection to the Imperial Academy. Those pupils and disciples of aristocratic families who wanted to apply for the Holy Academy would choose one of those Royal Academy to cultivate, then apply for the Holy Academy six years later.
Meanwhile, the Imperial Academy recruited from the entire Continent, and most of the students were from the Central Royal Academy, which made them barely on par with the Holy Academy.
The Forging Department, Healing Department, and Plant Inscription Department of the Holy Academy were well-known across the Continent, and there were many Master-level powerhouses as instructors, therefore there were many specialised heirs of aristocratic families who preferred the Holy Academy. For example, he was aiming for the Holy Academy’s Forging Department.
The Holy Academy’s admissions had always been very strict, and geniuses gathered together. The number of people admitted each time wasn’t as many as other Academies but was considered the most elite.
However, when encountering monsters among geniuses, the Holy Academy and other Academies would open their doors to recruit them in advance under special exceptions. As long as they were sixteen, they could enter and cultivate.
Chi Mo Ran himself was also a student recruited by both Academies under special circumstances. When he was sixteen, he went directly from the Western Royal Academy to the Holy Academy to cultivate.
“I already chose the Holy Academy and will go there to cultivate in a year.” Feng Chen said calmly.
Chi Mo Ran asked in surprise: “Aren’t you going now? The resources of the Holy Academy are countless times better than those of the Southern Royal Academy.”
From the fact that Feng Chen initially chose the Southern Royal Academy instead of the Central Royal Academy, many people guessed that his goal was the Holy Academy.
It was just that Chi Mo Ran didn’t expect that Feng Chen had already been admitted under an exception, so why would he delay his cultivation time.
“I still have some things to deal with, not to mention that the resources of the Holy Academy won’t run away. It doesn’t make much difference when I go.” Feng Chen’s stern and confident temperament was inadvertently revealed, “It wouldn’t be bad to build a better foundation at the Southern Royal Academy either.”
He wanted to stay at the Southern Royal Academy for one more year to accompany Yu Qing Qian, otherwise they’d be separated for many years. Even if Yu Qing Qian was admitted under an exception, she still needed to be sixteen years old to go to the Holy Academy.
“That’s true, as long as your performance is outstanding, resources won’t run away.” Hearing Feng Chen’s confident words, Chi Mo Ran nodded and couldn’t help but sigh with emotions at this man’s calm nature. If it were others, they probably couldn’t wait to go to the Holy Academy.
The two looked around the secret room again and found nothing else, so they sat down to drink and chat.
Chi Mo Ran was a peerless genius from the Seven Great Clans, so his knowledge was naturally extraordinary, and Feng Chen was the same. As the two chatted, they felt as if they hated how they met so late.
Note: Reminder, Yu Qing Qian is currently 13, Feng Chen is 16, and Chi Mo Ran is 18.