Gu Mingxuan clearly saw a set of photos featuring a handsome young man and Meng Huang’er sitting together, engaged in an intimate conversation. One photo in particular stood out, where the young man was putting a sun hat on the girl. His face was filled with affection, while she looked a bit dazed. The photo was captured brilliantly, full of life.
“Why is he everywhere!”
Gu Mingxuan immediately recognized Chen Mobai.
Shi Wanyu, who was standing nearby, glanced over and saw the photos. Her expression stiffened slightly, but she still spoke up to explain for Chen Mobai.
“Meng Huang’er is also from the Dance Weapon Academy. She was specially recruited last year. In fact, she is Chen Mobai’s senior. Since they are from the same school, it’s normal for them to return to Red City Mountain together.”
Despite her words, a hint of disappointment flashed in Shi Wanyu’s beautiful eyes.
Indeed, only a proud daughter of heaven could match a proud son of heaven like Chen Mobai.
Meanwhile, Chen Mobai and Meng Huang’er had already boarded the academy’s shuttle for students.
“Let’s get acquainted. My name is Ma Xiaoming.”
Among the three of them, another student from the Dance Weapon Academy suddenly put down his Rubik’s cube, turned his head, and extended his hand towards Chen Mobai.
“Chen Mobai.”
“I’m from Huayang Cave Heaven, and you?”
“Danxia City.”
“Oh, you’re from a blessed land. You must be one of the lucky ones who got in due to the expanded recruitment this year. What a pity, I thought you were someone formidable.”
After a brief chat, Ma Xiaoming lost interest.
Knowing that Chen Mobai was from a blessed land, he turned his head back and continued playing with his Rubik’s cube.
Chen Mobai was a bit puzzled.
Do people from the Thirty-Six Cave Heavens have such strong regional discrimination?
“Those students who got into the academy through their own abilities generally look down on us who got in through the back door.”
A pleasant voice sounded in his ear, and a sun hat was handed over by a fair hand.
“But I got in through the legitimate entrance exam.”
Chen Mobai took the hat from Meng Huang’er and put it in his backpack, speaking with a hint of defiance.
“Due to the pressure from the Immortal Gate, the four major academies expanded their enrollment this year. All of you new students who were admitted from the Seventy-Two Blessed Lands are considered the same as me, specially recruited through the back door.”
Meng Huang’er’s words left Chen Mobai somewhat confused.
“So, even a big star like you is discriminated against in the Dance Weapon Academy?”
“Let me correct you, it’s not discrimination. We just feel it’s unfair that you guys got into the academy so easily, while we had to study hard for ten years to get in.”
Ma Xiaoming’s voice came from the front seat.
“He is a second-year student at the Dance Weapon Academy, a genius who stood out from Huayang Cave Heaven, where the competition is the fiercest and the student population is the largest.”
Meng Huang’er leaned over to Chen Mobai’s ear and quietly introduced Ma Xiaoming’s background.
“Huayang Cave Heaven? Isn’t that the territory of Kunpeng Academy? If he’s so talented, why didn’t he go there? It’s closer to home.”
Chen Mobai scratched his head in confusion after hearing this.
Crack.
Ma Xiaoming suddenly trembled, crushing the Rubik’s cube in his hand.
“Hehe.”
Meng Huang’er laughed happily, but immediately felt it was a bit ungraceful. She quickly pursed her lips, but the smile at the corner of her mouth couldn’t be concealed.
“Hmph, I lost to an opponent who reached Foundation Establishment at eighteen. I had no choice but to come to the Dance Weapon Academy.”
Ma Xiaoming’s words made Chen Mobai’s breath hitch.
“Foundation Establishment at eighteen? Where did this monster come from?”
“Every few years, such a monster appears. Among the new students entering the academy this year, there seems to be such a monster.”
Meng Huang’er bit her lip and whispered to Chen Mobai.
“Are there many?”
“Well, there shouldn’t be many.”
Meng Huang’er was uncertain and shook her head hesitantly.
“No, there are quite a few monsters this year, enough for each academy to get one.”
Ma Xiaoming turned his head and looked at Chen Mobai with pity.
“The quality of new students in the Dance Weapon Academy this year is really varied. You’ll probably be used as a negative example, compared with that eighteen-year-old genius who reached Foundation Establishment, and remembered by all the teachers and students.”
“Shouldn’t be. Did the Seventy-Two Blessed Lands only recruit me as a new student?”
Chen Mobai felt that Ma Xiaoming was targeting him. Could it be because Meng Huang’er was affectionate towards him?
But it shouldn’t be. Since getting on the bus, Ma Xiaoming hadn’t even looked at Meng Huang’er properly, almost mocking her for being specially recruited.
“Well, not exactly. But I just checked the information of the new students admitted this year, and your score is the lowest, so low that you shouldn’t have been admitted.”Ma Xiaoming raised his phone, looking at Chen Mobai with a hint of confusion. He couldn’t understand what was so special about this man that the Dance Instrument Dao Academy was willing to lower the overall score line for him.
“I was lucky, the entrance exam happened to be my forte.”
Chen Mobai admitted to his low score.
After all, compared to those true geniuses, there was indeed a gap. His tone was slightly modest.
“I hope I won’t see you again next year.”
At this time, the car had already arrived at the entrance of the Dance Instrument Dao Academy.
After Chen Mobai got out of the car, he looked up and saw the golden sign of the academy.
They were at the foot of the mountain, with a long staircase extending to the top of the mountain, connecting the top and the bottom. In the middle was an endless mountain mist, and one could vaguely see stone platforms protruding out, with buildings on top.
Ma Xiaoming had already gone up the mountain, disappearing into the mist.
“Go ahead, the dormitory for you freshmen is at the foot of the mountain. You’ll see it after climbing a few dozen steps.”
Meng Huang’er waved at Chen Mobai, picked up her suitcase, and left in another direction.
“Eh, aren’t you going to the academy?”
“I don’t get along well with the people in the dormitory, so I rented a house outside.”
Meng Huang’er said with a smile, turned around and left a graceful figure, gradually disappearing into the distance.
After watching her leave, Chen Mobai suddenly reacted and slapped his forehead.
He forgot to ask for her contact information!
Never mind, they were in the same academy, and she was so famous, there would definitely be a chance to meet again.
With that thought, Chen Mobai ascended the Red City Mountain.
As soon as his foot touched the steps, he felt a gentle spiritual energy surge into his foot. With each step, the spiritual energy became warmer.
In his Dantian Qi Sea, the vortex of spiritual power in the Pure Yang Scroll suddenly began to rotate spontaneously, refining and absorbing this gentle spiritual energy.
After just ten steps, he even felt like he was about to break through.
So this is the fifth-order spiritual land of Red City Mountain!
Before coming to Chen Mobai, he naturally checked a lot of information about the Dance Instrument Dao Academy.
The fifth-order spiritual vein of Red City Mountain mainly contains the spiritual energy of gold, earth, and fire. Therefore, students with excellent water and wood spiritual root talents, even if they are admitted to the Dance Instrument Dao Academy, may not choose to come here.
But for Chen Mobai’s Pure Yang Scroll, this was the best cultivation holy land.
This thousand-step staircase seemed to be a magical instrument. It sensed the pure Yang spiritual power in his body, filtered out the gold and earth spiritual energy in the spiritual land, and only provided the purest fire spiritual energy for Chen Mobai to absorb.
Just for this fifth-order spiritual land, even if he had to cling on, he would cling on here for ten years!
Chen Mobai made up his mind!