"Nie Xiaoqian, you take her to register first, just arrange her in first grade for now, and we’ll slowly adjust the school’s framework later," Zhang Menglong said to Nie Xiaoqian.
"Alright, Dean," Nie Xiaoqian’s slender arms encircled Chen Bingyu’s waist, "Come on, little sister, let’s sit in my office. Although I’m the director of admissions, I have my own courses too. I can teach you 108 poses, guaranteed to make any man fall for you..."
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A few minutes later, Chen Bingyu ran out of Nie Xiaoqian’s office. Nie Xiaoqian, naturally flirtatious, seemed to be in heat recently, flirting with anyone she saw, male or female, a process that made Chen Bingyu quite uncomfortable.
"Hahaha! How about that, old witch? Even with equal strength, you are still no match for me. Now do you admit my Three Parts Return to Yuan Qi is superior to your ’Eight Desolates and Six Harmonies Sole Exaltation Art’ and Beiming Divine Art?"
At that moment, Xiong Ba and Wu Xingyun had just finished a fight, and it seemed Xiong Ba had the upper hand again.
Xiong Ba approached Chen Bingyu, his overwhelming aura causing her breathing to slow significantly.
Xiong Ba extended a finger and gently touched Chen Bingyu’s forehead, "This is the incantation for the Three Parts Return to Yuan Qi Inner Cultivation Methods. Ponder on it by yourself. My class is tomorrow morning. You must attend. The rest of the time, you can arrange as you like. That old witch’s skills aren’t great, but there are still some things worth learning from her."
"Thank you, teacher!" Chen Bingyu exclaimed happily.
Although the Three Parts Return to Yuan Qi Inner Cultivation Methods were profoundly esoteric, Chen Bingyu found them almost impossible to comprehend.
However, having come from an Ancient Martial Arts Family, these methods were many times more advanced than the inner cultivation methods passed down in her Chen Family for hundreds of years; perhaps Xiong Ba’s claim of advancing to the Mythical Realm in five years wasn’t just bragging.
"Alright, go on with your tasks," Zhang Menglong waved his hand, then snapped his fingers, and they were transported by a beam of light to a leisure area filled with the sounds of birds and the fragrance of flowers.
"This place is truly astonishing!" Chen Bingyu said, filled with interest towards everything at Super God Academy.
"This is just a part of the academy," Zhang Menglong smiled, "and these teachers are just the most ordinary part of the academy’s faculty. You’ll see later."
Chen Bingyu was a smart person. Although everything before her seemed like a dream, she knew what she should and should not ask. Having such an opportunity was already very fortunate.
"Bingyu, I have something I’d like to ask you," Zhang Menglong said.
"Dean, please speak. If there’s any way I can assist you, I will do my utmost," Chen Bingyu said.
"You’ve seen that Super God Academy has many teachers, but currently you’re the only student," Zhang Menglong said, "not everyone is qualified to enter Super God Academy for studies. If I were to find a group of exceptionally gifted individuals like you, do you have any suggestions for me?"
Chen Bingyu pondered for a moment. "Are you looking to recruit some Ancient Martial Arts prodigies?"
"That’s right," Zhang Menglong nodded. "Do you know of any Ancient Martial Arts Families with famous prodigies? When the time comes, I can just make a trip there, use a mix of deceiving and coercing, and it shouldn’t be too difficult." Find your next adventure on freewebnovel
Chen Bingyu couldn’t help but laugh. If those prodigies knew about a place like Super God Academy, they’d probably be desperate to get in, eager for guidance from experts of the Mythical Realm; only a fool would refuse!
And with Zhang Menglong’s strength, if he really decided to take someone by force, probably no one could stop him.
"Dean, actually, there’s no need to make it so complicated," Chen Bingyu said, "in fact, there’s a good opportunity coming up soon."
"Oh?"
"You should know, in our Ancient Martial Arts World, there are many sects, large and small. It’s much like secular universities. Every June, these Ancient Martial Arts sects recruit disciples."
"Goodness, so you also have entrance exams?" Zhang Menglong laughed.
"The thresholds of these Ancient Martial Arts sects are very high. If one doesn’t have genuine skills, even if they come from a prominent Ancient Martial Arts Family, they won’t be given any favors," Chen Bingyu said, "it’s fair to say, anyone who qualifies to enter an Ancient Martial Arts sect is at least one of the elite youths from the major families."
"Interesting," Zhang Menglong nodded thoughtfully. It would be much easier to select from a group of elites than to find those with a Potential Index over 10 in the vast crowd.
Seeing Zhang Menglong’s interest, Chen Bingyu continued, "Currently in Huaxia, there are 27 martial arts sects of various sizes, and every June, they gather on a small island in the south for a large meeting."
"Each sect presents some of their elite disciples to spar and also to recruit family heirs to strengthen their own forces. Those gifted individuals also choose their sects based on the results of these sparrings—it’s a two-way selection."
"How many people?"
"Based on last year’s scale, over 1270 young Ancient Martial Artists from various families came, but only about 500 were favored by these sects."
"Finding 10 people out of a thousand shouldn’t be too difficult," Zhang Menglong mused.
"Alright, then we’ll go there and see!" Zhang Menglong decided right then.
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It is now mid-May, and there are only half a month left until that grand event. Zhang Menglong spends his days playing games at home and occasionally goes shopping with Lu Yiyao, leading a relaxed and comfortable life.
As for Chen Bingyu, she was practically obsessed, spending almost all her time at the Super God Academy, where many teachers guided her intensively. Her strength has increased dramatically, breaking through from a Level Two Martial Artist to a Level Four Martial Artist in just half a month!
The Three Parts Return to Origin Qi of Xiong Ba, Qiao Feng’s Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms, the Tianshan Granny’s "Little Formless Strength" from the Carefree Sect, and Feng Qingyang’s Dugu Nine Swords—she learned a bit of all these arts, making her a formidable opponent even for ordinary Level Five Martial Artists.
Seeing such incredible progress in Chen Bingyu, the Chen Family’s reverence for Zhang Menglong deepened. This time, the Chen Family will also attend that provincial meeting of the Ancient Martial Arts World, and Chen Bingyu will participate under the name of Zhang Menglong’s student.
The recruiting event for the Ancient Martial Arts sects will be held on a deserted island named Skyedge Island, located in the southeastern part of Huaxia, accessible only from a port in the nearest city, East Sea.
In recent days, this port has welcomed a group of particularly special guests. They arrived in groups, calling each other brothers and Sect Leaders, and even wore clothes grossly out of step with modern attire, as if about to start shooting a period drama.
However, East Sea City is indeed the former residence of the martial arts novelist master Jin Yong, so it’s not unusual for many film and TV crews to come here for location shoots, which didn’t attract much attention from the local residents.
But these last two days, the boat rental business in East Sea City has been exceptionally good, and these guests have been very generous. These people seemed very interested in going out to sea, even offering deposits that exceeded the prices of the boats themselves.
On the morning of June 6th, many teams composed of both old and young appeared in the port, with some even recognizing each other and politely greeting one another.
"Is this all you could rent?" In a team of 12 people, an elder with white hair looked somewhat displeased. They were facing a somewhat dilapidated small fishing boat, which clashed starkly with their luxurious attire.
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"Master, I’m sorry, but with over twenty sects and one hundred thirty Ancient Martial Arts Families, and us arriving too late, we couldn’t rent a suitable boat," a young man said with difficulty.
"Forget it," said a black-clad elder at the back of the team in a calm voice, "This time we’re here to recruit students, not to compete. The boat is a bit worn, but it’ll do!"
"Yes, Sect Leader." An Elder glared at the young man but still headed toward the boat.
"Hey, friends!" Just as the team was about to head to the ferry, suddenly a young voice called out to them.
The group turned around and saw a young man in secular clothing approaching them, his hand holding a dog leash with a silly Husky on it, and a girl of similar age following behind him.
"I see your boat is old and seems a bit unsafe. Why not come with us? My boat is bigger and safer," the young man invited warmly.
"Oh?" The elder smiled, "That would be wonderful! I am Liu Tong, the third Elder of the Liu Family from the southwest, may I know how to address this young gentleman?"
Although the young man was a junior, his enthusiastic invitation had given great face to their Liu family and moreover, he was dressed quite luxuriously, likely also from a prominent family. Liu Tong’s tone became much more polite.
"Elder Liu is too polite. I am Zhang Ritian from the Ritian Sect!"