Protect Our Chief-Chapter 541 - 32. The Young Clan Leader’s Academy Life_3

Every ten days, there will be a senior brother giving a large lecture at the Dao Transmission Hall. They can go study cultivation techniques and listen to insights and so on.

Initially, because he was free from his parents’ restraints, Wang Zong’an found it quite novel. But the novelty only lasted for a month, and he started to become a bit impatient.

The daily work and cultivation here were too monotonous. Aside from his neighbor, Senior Sister Bai Ling, and some senior brothers occasionally visiting him, he hardly had any notable social activities.

As a young master of the direct lineage and the Young Clan Leader of the Wang Family, Wang Zong’an had grown up under everyone’s attention. How could he live this kind of life?

This gave him an unreal feeling of falling to the bottom.

To the point that when he was feeding the Red-bellied Golden Finch, he couldn’t help but start to suspect that his parents sending him to Eternal Spring Valley for training was just an excuse.

At the root of it, perhaps they found him grown up and living together was inconvenient.

"Sigh~ With such parents, it’s too difficult for me, Young Master Zong’an," Wang Zong’an sighed.

"An’an~"

Just as Wang Zong’an was sighing.

An "average-looking" senior sister, already quite old (twenty-three years old), called his name and burst into his courtyard.

She carried a bamboo basket of "strange mushrooms" and consoled Wang Zong’an, saying, "An’an, you’re feeling a bit down, huh? Missing home? It’s normal to miss home. You’ll get used to it in a year or two. Come on, this rainy season is abundant, the Spirit Mushrooms under the Eternal Spring Spiritual Tree are growing really well, plump and juicy. I managed to snag a basketful, come and try them."

"These mushrooms..." Wang Zong’an glanced at the shape of the mushrooms, feeling a bit dizzy. These mushrooms’ shape was too... blush-inducing!

"Aren’t they all big?" Senior Sister Bai Ling boasted, "I queued up at midnight, and once the ban was lifted at dawn, I picked the plumpest ones. These Spirit Mushrooms are delicious and have a strong effect of boosting energy and blood. These are cultivation materials we ordinary disciples can get for free. Other lineages and peaks don’t have such benefits."

"Junior Sister Bai Ling, Junior Brother Zong’an," a warm voice sounded, and at the same time, Senior Brother Yuan Mo, tall, strong, and dark-skinned, walked in, "You’re eating Spirit Mushrooms without inviting me? We’re all neighbors, you know. I brought a Spirit Fish, which can be cooked with the mushrooms for soup."

Wang Zong’an’s eyelid twitched. Every time Senior Sister Bai Ling appeared, Senior Brother Yuan Mo would arrive as if he was constantly watching.

But when Senior Sister Bai Ling saw Senior Brother Yuan Mo, her face didn’t look too pleased: "Even if I gave the Spirit Mushrooms that I painstakingly picked to dogs or pigs, I wouldn’t let you eat them."

"Uh..." Wang Zong’an’s face became a bit stiff. Senior Sister Bai Ling, is it appropriate to say that? 𝗳𝗿𝐞𝕖𝘄𝗲𝕓𝗻𝚘𝚟𝕖𝐥.𝚌𝕠𝕞

Then, Senior Sister Bai Ling skillfully ran into Wang Zong’an’s kitchen and started to work busily, exclaiming in surprise, "Junior Brother Zong’an, you have Tier Three Spirit Cured Meat? It’s perfect to stew with the mushrooms. But you must save your new academic credits and not waste them."

This is Tier Four Spirit Cured Meat!

Wang Zong’an muttered to himself, this was specially left by Aunt Luqiu when she secretly came to visit him. The reason she had to come secretly was undoubtedly because she didn’t dare overtly defy the orders of the Great Demon King father.

He couldn’t argue with Senior Sister Bai Ling, so he let her be and focused on his own chores in the courtyard.

As for Senior Brother Yuan Mo, once he heard there was Tier Three Spirit Cured Meat, he was even more reluctant to leave. After all, he was older, had a thicker skin, and helped Wang Zong’an with some chores casually, planning to stay for a meal as a matter of course.

It was less than half an hour.

Senior Sister Bai Ling swiftly cooked the Spirit Rice, accompanied by thinly sliced Spirit Cured Meat, and a big pot of Spirit Mushroom and diced cured meat soup, the soup rich as white jade with an enticing aroma.

Not to mention other things, Senior Sister Bai Ling’s cooking skills were indeed good.

Under the disdainful gaze of Senior Sister Bai Ling, Senior Brother Yuan Mo nonchalantly sat down to dine with them.

This meal gave Wang Zong’an a satisfactory feel; although the mushrooms looked strange, they were extraordinarily delicious. It significantly improved his mood.

He couldn’t help contemplating how to preserve these Spirit Mushrooms and send them to his parents and family to try. Even though he often ranted about his parents, in the end, he still respected and loved them.

"By the way, have you heard?" Senior Brother Yuan Mo, putting on an all-knowing facade, said, "I heard that the legendary Dean, who has been in seclusion, personally came out to recruit disciples. It’s said that they recruited an extraordinary Great Celestial Pride, only nineteen years old, already at the second level of the Spirit Platform Realm. Their fighting power can compete against ordinary Celestial Human Realm cultivators."

"Nineteen years old, second level of the Spirit Platform Realm? Competing against the Celestial Human Realm, such an absolute Celestial Pride exists in this world!" Senior Sister Bai Ling exclaimed in amazement, then glanced at Yuan Mo, "Senior Brother Yuan Mo, you’re already thirty years old and only at the eighth layer of the Qi Refining Realm! Compared to that, you’re truly a waste."

Senior Brother Yuan Mo remained silent. Actually, at his age, in the outside noble families, he’d be undoubtedly considered a Spirit Platform Seed of the Eighth and Ninth-Grade Noble Families. But compared to that mysterious Great Celestial Pride, he truly seemed like a waste.

However, after Senior Sister Bai Ling said it, she herself felt a bit depressed. She was also an ordinary disciple, how much better could she be compared to Senior Brother Yuan Mo?

"Enough, enough, let’s not think about those high and mighty Celestial Prides; comparing only brings grief," Senior Sister Bai Ling shifted her gaze to Wang Zong’an, "Junior Brother An’an, we’re all ordinary disciples, so let’s just diligently do our duties. Once we reach the Spirit Platform Realm, we begin working for the Academy for decades, and once we’ve accumulated enough academic credits, we can return to the family."

The Academy doesn’t require these ordinary disciples to stay there for life; as long as certain conditions are met, they can return to their families.

Wang Zong’an was speechless for a moment. Siblings from the same mother lived entirely different lives. His sister became the dean’s proud student, while he could only mingle with the ordinary disciples in Eternal Spring Valley.

However, he did begin to understand the reason his parents placed him here. The levels he usually interacted with were too high, and the treatment he received was too good.

So much so that he couldn’t see the struggles of "bottom-level cultivators." Experiencing more of ordinary people’s lives was indeed beneficial for his growth. As for his sister Wang Liyao, she chose a different path from his.

He, Wang Zong’an, was the Young Clan Leader and would be responsible for the great enterprise of the Wang Family in the future!

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