The system is the proficiency panel

When Xiao Ningxue missed Lin Ji, he, who was far away on the Blue Water Star, had just found time to transfer the star liquid to Ye Xun. Without anything else to do, he went straight back to the Ye family to continue his practice.

Just as he was about to enter the training room, he noticed Ye Zizhen approaching. He turned around and saw him running towards him, with his tied-up golden hair floating behind him. He looked very happy and shouted as soon as he saw him.

"Brother, my birthday is in half a month, will you come?"

Birthday…

Ever since he became a Taoist priest, the three of them rarely celebrated their birthdays. He could barely find time, but the same could not be said for Ningxue and Youran. It was difficult to get together a time when all three of them were free.

Ningxue had to go to the Formation Hall to study during the day, and study with Yu Yue at night. She also needed to practice. It was good enough for her to have time to accompany him occasionally. Later, when she went to Tianshu City, they met even less often.

You Ran himself had a low level of comprehension, and he also had to manage the entire outer sect at the time. He had limited time for cultivation and it was difficult to find time for it.

It seems that the three of them have been spending less time together than together in recent years.

Thinking of this, Lin Ji couldn't help but reveal a nostalgic smile.

Ye Zizhen looked at Lin Ji expectantly, and when he smiled, he seemed to be interested. He immediately pulled his arm and shook it, like a daughter acting like a spoiled child to her father.

"There aren't many people here, just a dozen or so friends who are about my age. Come on!"

"Depending on your performance, if you can injure my 12-year-old phantom before your birthday, I will agree."

"Okay, let's high-five and swear that we're on speaking terms!"

After hearing Lin Ji's conditions, Ye Zizhen immediately agreed, then stretched out his right hand and clapped it with his palm, then shouted, "I'm going to practice," and ran away quickly.

Looking at the departing figure, Lin Ji restrained his smile and walked into the practice room, calmed his mind, and began to practice.

……

The next morning, Ye Zizhen came out of his practice. He felt a little hungry after practicing all night. He went out and asked the maid to bring some special bread and milk for breakfast, then walked towards the school.

Her current cultivation academy is just across from the original martial arts academy, and the size is about the same. It is said that a cultivator named Ouyang Yun made the decision for convenience, but Ye Zizhen always felt that this woman did this for fun.

Many students greeted her along the way, from both schools. Too lazy to bother, she just casually responded to a few people she knew and hurried into the Academy of Cultivation, not noticing that Ruo Ye and Chen Chen, who were not far away, were reaching out to greet her.

The classroom was spacious, but with only fifty seats, it seemed a little empty. Ye Zizhen walked into the classroom, found his seat and sat down. He looked around and saw that quite a few students had already arrived, most of them were children from common families.

After a few minutes, people gradually arrived. There were only about 40 people in total. These were all the students in the Cultivation Academy. According to the principal, older students would not be accepted, and the requirements were lowered to only those with talent for cultivation. Otherwise, more than half of the people would have to be eliminated.

After a while, a tall figure suddenly appeared on the podium, quieting the originally noisy classroom. The other person was wearing a blue and white Taoist robe embroidered with cloud patterns, and a wooden hairpin held up her black hair. She looked elegant and graceful. She was Ouyang Yun, the principal of the Cultivation Academy.

Leaning against the podium, Ouyang Yun seemed not to have woken up yet. She rubbed her sleepy eyes before speaking.

"With your current level of cultivation, I have taught you everything I should have. You can do whatever you want in the morning. If you want to cultivate, then cultivate. If you want to play, then play. Of course, you can also raise your hand and ask a few questions while I am still in high spirits."

The students were not surprised by this, but they all raised their hands, wanting to ask about their own cultivation. After all, this principal was always like this in class, always slacking off.

Seeing that the children below were quite active, Ouyang Yun casually pointed at a thirteen-year-old boy.

"It's you, what do you want to ask?"

"Principal, if I cultivate to the foundation building stage, can I cure my mother's cancer?"

"Of course you can, but your inferior talent is too poor. You have only just reached the first level of Qi training, and it will take a long time for you to establish your foundation. Can your mother wait?"

When the boy heard this, he seemed to think of something. His mouth pursed and tears welled up as if he was about to cry. Seeing this, Ouyang Yun quickly spoke before he could cry.

"Don't cry! I'll give you a chance. If you can practice Qi to the third level within a year, I'll send someone to treat your mother for free."

"Thank you, principal!"

Hearing this, the boy held back his tears and bowed his head to express his gratitude.

Ouyang Yun waved her hand and asked him to sit down quickly. She hated crying children the most. She didn't want to be the principal, but Daozi insisted on arranging the position, so she had no choice!

Thinking this, Ouyang Yun pointed to the next student.

"Ye Zizhen, you seldom ask questions normally. Do you have anything you want to ask today?"

"How can I hurt my brother's 12-year-old vision?"

Ye Zizhen asked with anticipation. Although she had agreed readily before, she was actually not sure. She thought about asking someone for help. After thinking about it, she found that her uncle was too weak, and the only person around who was capable and good at asking questions seemed to be the principal.

When Ouyang Yun heard that Daozi's newly adopted sister wanted to beat Daozi himself, she immediately became interested. She came to Ye Zizhen in an instant, carefully checked her cultivation and physical condition, and then smiled and made suggestions.

"With your current strength, you have no chance of winning, but if you just want to injure me, you still have a chance of winning. You can trade your life for injuries, use your life to buy a chance. Don't worry, with Daozi's character, he will definitely not let you die."

Ye Zizhen fell silent upon hearing this suggestion, not knowing whether the other party was teasing him. Ouyang Yun did not say much either. After she finished speaking, she returned to the podium and answered a few more questions from students before leaving the classroom to let them move freely.

The whole morning was spent in cultivation. Many students also came out of the cultivation state and went to the cafeteria to eat lunch.

Ye Zixin originally wanted to seize the time to continue practicing and skip meals, but a phone call made her give up the idea.

"Zi Xin, are you free to have lunch together?"

"Ruoye? I haven't seen you in a few days. Okay, I'll go to the cafeteria over there, you wait for me."

Putting away her phone, Ye Zizhen reported to her teacher and headed to the martial arts academy across the street. When the guard saw it was her, he immediately opened the door and let her in.

Soon, Ye Zizhen saw Ruoye at the entrance of the cafeteria. She was wearing a beige dress and had long hair draped over her shoulders, looking pure and elegant. Standing at the door, she was like a blooming flower, attracting all the attention.

Seeing Ye Zizhen approaching, Ruoye greeted him with a sweet smile, and the two walked into the cafeteria side by side while chatting.

The students around them were not surprised by this. The two had always been as close as sisters. Even though Ye Zixin had moved to the other side, she would often come back to eat together.

With the special care of the cafeteria auntie, they got two meals that only leaders could eat. Then the two of them found an empty corner and sat down, eating and chatting.