I am a mage and a wet nurse, so using seven swords is not too much, right?

The Yu family admitted defeat.

This result was beyond everyone's expectations.

But it makes sense when you think about it. Qingyun College is no longer what it used to be.

As long as the Yu family is not completely stupid, they will not compete with Qingyun Academy at this time.

The Yu family gave in.

Yan Liang didn't move his mouth away.

Even if the two sides reached an agreement, he was still poking the young generation of the Yu family in the lungs before leaving:

"You are right. They are indeed no match for me."

"If I had known they were so weak, I wouldn't have made this trip."

“But fortunately we won against them and didn’t waste too much time.”

The powerful men of the Yu family who had just held back their anger said: "..."

Fearing that his child would be bullied, Master Duan flew here as soon as he arrived outside the imperial capital: "..."

Indeed, because the Son of Destiny almost died, no instructor in Qingyun College had a good impression of the Yu family.

but……

That is to say, there is no need to insult someone in such a way.

It wasn't because he was afraid of the Yu family, but because he felt that if Yan Liang stayed any longer, a war might really break out, so Teacher Duan forcibly took Yan Liang away.

"Teacher, I haven't challenged the Royal Academy yet."

The person was being carried, Yan Liang had a dark face and spoke in a stiff tone.

Teacher Duan: “…”

"That's enough. Blocking the Yu family's door is not enough. Do you want to block the Royal Academy's door?"

"That's not necessary. If there were anyone in the Royal Academy who could fight you, they would have come when you set foot in Kyoto."

"The Royal Academy doesn't have as many talented students as the Tianyuan Academy. They won't accept the challenge even though they know they can't win."

Teacher Duan felt that he had made it very clear.

But in the next moment, the young man's thoughtful voice came to my ears: "So should I challenge Tianyuan College again?"

Of the four major academies of Dongqin, except Qingyun and Cangming which are quite far away from the imperial capital, the Royal Academy and Tianyuan Academy are both located in the imperial capital.

Yan Liang challenged all the way from Cangming to the imperial capital.

On Cangming's side, most of the disciples in the academy who had reached level thirteen had fought with him.

On the other side in the imperial capital, six Tianyuans accepted the challenge.

From the Royal Academy, only two people took up the challenge.

This number of people is not even comparable to that of some secondary colleges - such as Longteng College, which is most suitable for physical training, and Summoning College, which is most suitable for summoners.

Teacher Duan resisted the urge to throw the person down, "The sword-questioning has ended. It's not appropriate for you to block anyone's door. The Yu family... that's fine, but for the Royal Academy and Tianyuan, give up this idea."

He seemed to feel that what he said was a bit blunt, and the person in his hand was particularly stubborn, so he softened his tone and organized his words:

"If I remember correctly, Ning Ruan is your junior sister, right?" He wouldn't be wrong. With her style of doing things, no one would believe that they were not from the same school.

Teacher Duan continued, "Ning Ruan will soon have to compete with cultivators below the eleventh realm. I don't know what the situation will be like then. I'm afraid that those who come to challenge her will not only be the countries in our spiritual world, but also those foreign races."

"So you should be quiet for a while."

"Okay, I understand." Yan Liang agreed readily.

It was so intense that even Professor Duan couldn't believe it. "You really know? You're not going to block the door of the Royal Academy anymore?"

"Don't go."

"The door of Tianyuan College cannot be blocked!" Teacher Duan emphasized.

Yan Liang: “…Yeah.” There is indeed no need to block the human race anymore.

Seeing that he agreed, Teacher Duan finally felt relieved.

Ning Ruan's expression was probably like this the moment she knew Yan Liang was blocking the door.

(￢_￢)

Very complicated.

Just like the expression on Asher's face when he knew Ning Ruan was going to fight many monks in three days...

"Your Highness, you must go to the battle at this time. The elders said that you need to compete with the human race's genius."

"..." Asher was very annoyed, so annoyed that he wanted to hit someone, "I am already a cultivator in the Yuan-building Realm, how can I fight her?"

"Can't we suppress the realm? Even if it's not her, it can be another human cultivator." The guard responsible for protecting Asher's safety persuaded diligently.

He didn't care at all about his highness's increasingly ugly expression.

"Let's talk about it in three days!" He will not go on stage.

No.

He wouldn't even go to see that woman.

The guard seemed to be convinced, and said thoughtfully: "That's fine, but the Emperor of Dong Qin is really cunning. He clearly said before that he would give us the results tomorrow, but just now he sent a message saying that he would wait until the challenge of the human female cultivator was over before discussing the elemental fusion."

"In my opinion, he just wants to intimidate us."

The guards chattered.

Athol could not hear a word.

If he could, he would have wanted to slip away and go home right now.

Human beings' joys and sorrows are not the same.

The same is true for foreigners.

Not every foreigner is as negative as Asher.

On the contrary, they were paying close attention to this challenge match where even the human emperor might attend in person.

Now that he had decided on what to do, he naturally wanted to inquire about Ning Ruan, who was ranked 61st on the Tianjiao List.

Not only the outsiders are asking about this, but the human cultivators are doing the same.

News about Ning Ruan, from the time she first arrived in the spirit world to now, is spreading rapidly throughout the spirit world...

The three days passed quickly.

On this day, drizzle fell quietly and dark clouds gathered.

Raindrops tapped the street surface, and pedestrians hurried, whether they were monks or mortals, all gathered towards the square outside the Royal Academy.