As long as there are enough vests, the plot can't kill me

No matter how high or low one’s level is, everyone has selfish desires.

Jiang Hanyue’s surname is not Zhou.

In her heart, what heights her niece can achieve in the future is far more important than the interests of the Zhou family.

Patriarch Zhou cares about the entire family, while Aunt Jiang only cares about Zhou Ci.

Therefore, after confirming the generation of royal energy, Jiang Hanyue not only did not contact the head of the Zhou family, but became more determined to let his niece go to school here.

With the strength of the Zhou family, even if Zhou resigned from Qingling Academy and stood out from the competition among the younger generations by chance, the dust pool he could get would not be higher than the heavenly grade.

After all, the Zhou family is just one of the aristocratic families. In addition to the major families in the same ranks, there are also huge sect forces above them.

The dust pool in front of me is the best choice for my niece.

However, the head of Zhou family would not agree to this Wang Daochen Pool.

This kingly spirit on campus is born from people, not something that is naturally generated between heaven and earth.

In other words, this royal aura has a master!

The sharpness of the transcendental great power is far beyond the reach of ordinary cultivators.

Jiang Hanyue didn't know the specific details of 'Mu Chen', but she could guess a little bit.

Giving yourself a layer of luck might be the key to getting through the fog.

But fate has its master. Once Xiao Ci successfully crosses the fog in the future, he will owe karma in disguise...

Similar thoughts also appeared in the mind of Yang Kuo, who knew more inside information.

This elder from Falling Star Valley was feeling quite conflicted.

He was reluctant to give up the Dust Pool, which he dared not even think about, and he had the same worry as Jiang Hanyue, fearing that the two juniors would owe him karma that would be difficult to repay.

Fate has no master. In the future, Lin Feng and Chen Jin only need to settle the cause and effect between themselves and the sect without involving any third party.

If we take advantage of the situation, there will be one more person who can share the benefits.

Do you want to borrow it?

Elder Yang was in great agony, and finally figured out one thing: the place that the Grand Elder had calculated at the cost of his entire life was a bit scary.

The king's aura has already been formed. That young lady is a king recognized by heaven and earth. If such a person also participates in the competition...

[Brother, if, I mean if, a king with the appearance of a human emperor suddenly appeared in the universe, should we let the younger generation follow him? ]

[Human Emperor? Junior Brother, did you drink fake wine? ]

【Brother, I am discussing this with you seriously. 】

Perhaps the leader of Luoxing Valley noticed something, as this time the reply came after a very long time.

[Junior brother, don't think too highly of Falling Star Valley. We are just a second-rate sect. By the way, according to your description, only one person can fight against that great man.]

【who? 】

[Sword Saint, Young Master Lin's personal bodyguard.]

Yang Kuo was not surprised by this answer. After all, there were not many Heavenly Masters in total, and he had heard of or seen each of them.

[Since the Sword Saint is here, that lady must be Lin Xiao herself. Senior Brother, do you understand what I meant before? ]

[Understood, Junior Brother, don't worry, I'm already on my way to Mofeng City.]

Yang Kuo was stunned when he heard this. He racked his brains but couldn't figure out why his senior brother was going to Mofeng City at this time.

[Brother, why did you go to Mofeng City? ]

[Haha, of course it’s to apologize.]

[Apologize? If this were known to the Wenxian Sect, I'm afraid...]

[Junior brother, the sect is not a monolithic entity. Once the younger generation goes down the mountain, everyone will be our competitor. Don't worry about this matter. The most important thing is to keep Xiaofeng and Xiaojin there.]

【understood. 】

After putting down the communication talisman, Elder Yang not only did not feel any comfort, but felt even more melancholy.

He was not very confident that Lin Xiao was the current principal of Lide Middle School, considering the competition from the Zhou family.

Anyway, let’s give it a try first!

With this thought in mind, Elder Yang no longer cared about anything else and dragged the two juniors towards the principal's office.

Then, as expected, he ran into Jiang Hanyue downstairs.

The monks from the sect are very easy to identify. Jiang Hanyue didn’t know Yang Kuo, but he knew that the other party’s purpose was the same as his.

The two were not young people who had just started out. At the first sight, they could see the tension in their eyes.

"I've met Senior Jiang."

"you know me?"

"Many years ago, I was lucky enough to see my senior killing everyone."

"Really? So, you are from Falling Star Valley."

During the conversation, Jiang Hanyue recognized the emblem on the other person's clothes, and his heart suddenly tightened.

Charlatans have never been well-liked by monks with high cultivation, because these people believe in themselves more.

But to be honest, they don't believe in hexagrams, but they don't take it completely lightly either.

The emergence of Falling Star Valley indirectly proves the extraordinary nature of this place.

"My fellow Taoist, I came here first."

"Senior, we are all guests, and everything depends on the host's wishes."

As direct competitors, the two had a second test and confrontation.

The elders always quarreled when they met, which made Zhou Ci and the other juniors very embarrassed, especially Lin Feng and the other two who were only in their teens, a real boy and girl.

However, neither party, who were engaged in a heated verbal battle, had anticipated that while they were vying for supremacy, someone had already started taking the back door.

"Senior Meng, do you want Yun Qing to go to school here?"

Lin Xiao didn't have any other intentions, he just felt that it was weird for him to be the principal and his friends to come to school.

Hearing her hesitation, no matter how brave Meng Yunqing was, his neck turned red with shame and he wished he could find a hole in the ground to crawl into.

It’s not that she felt ashamed or anything, she just didn’t know how to get along with Lin Xiao in the future, it was very embarrassing.

The ancestor was extremely powerful this time, leaving no room for negotiation.

"Young Master, to be honest, I only have this little selfish desire. First, I hope to learn more from you. Second, when I came here just now, I saw Senior Jiang walking this way as well."

Meng Ying's words were ambiguous, and she directly expressed her intention to follow the trend.

Seeing that she had said this, Lin Xiao nodded and stopped hesitating.

Whether it is for the debt of stealing luck or for the future development of Lide Middle School, it would be best if the princess of the Great Zhou could graduate from here.

She picked up the form from the drawer and handed it over, asking the two to go back and go through the procedures.

During this process, Principal Lin suddenly thought of the transaction between his subordinates and Li Mu, as well as the two people arguing downstairs, and casually pulled out three admission application forms.

"Senior, you should know what I talked about with Yun Qing before, right?"

Meng Ying looked at the paper in Lin Xiao's hand, and immediately straightened up and bowed deeply when she heard the words.

"Young Master's kindness is like a rebirth. The Meng family will never forget it."

This is also the reason why we keep the younger generation here to study, but it has never been said out loud.

"You are too kind, senior. We all just take what we need." Lin Xiao thought that the little girl was as special as himself and might also be entangled by fate, so he felt a little complicated.

She was telling the truth, but Meng Ying and Meng Yunqing would never dare to think so.

Even if this is true, the benefits that Da Zhou can gain are real.

Her Royal Highness the Princess comes from the modern era and has some understanding of the international situation.

No aid can compare to infrastructure. No matter how the situation changes in the future, these are things that cannot be taken away.

"Meng Yunqing, the princess of the Zhou Dynasty, pays respect to the state teacher."

Just when Lin Xiao and Meng Ying were stunned, the little girl's solemn greeting and address was a stroke of genius.

That sincere look not only eased the awkward atmosphere, but also made Young Master Lin, the investor, feel more comfortable.

She can be a sucker for special purposes, but everyone hopes to meet an investor who is sensible.

The girl in front of me is quite nice.

"No need to be polite, my Highness the Princess of the Great Zhou Dynasty!"

Meng Yunqing heard the sarcasm in Lin Xiao's words, and he felt inexplicably relaxed physically and mentally, as if he understood how to get along with this sister.

She definitely couldn't just be a friend. If she considered herself a junior, her sister would probably get angry.

It would be better to treat your sister as both a teacher and a friend, and as the real imperial teacher of the Great Zhou Dynasty!

"Oh, thank you, Master Imperial Master."

Meng Yunqing's playful response made Meng Ying feel very happy, as if he had already seen the scene of the rise of the Great Zhou.

She did not get involved in the social interactions among the young people. When the time was almost up, she immediately took the younger generation and said goodbye.

"you?"

Downstairs, Jiang Hanyue and Yang Kuo finally reached an agreement. They were shocked to see Meng Ying, who looked very happy, coming out of the building.

"Meet the two seniors."

"No gift."

Jiang Hanyue looked at the girl who was about the same age as her niece, and felt mixed emotions.

At an auction not long ago, she used her power to pressure others in order to eliminate a competitor for Xiao Ci.

just now……

"You, just met the principal?"

"Replying to the senior, I am confused and have come here to seek advice from the national master."

Meng Yunqing responded before the old ancestor, and his act of taking advantage of the power of others amused Lin Xiao who was standing in front of the window watching the show.

No matter how docile a cat is, it still has a temper.

But the little girl's angry behavior had a completely different meaning in the eyes of the two great monks.

The two of them stared at Meng Ying, who looked calm, and their hearts sank.

National Division?

Wow, in order to send their kids to school here, they even sold their ancestral property that has been around for tens of thousands of years!

With such a clear example in mind, what price will they have to pay?