The Soldier King Becomes a Useless Little Girl-Chapter 470 - 467: Qingtian Academy

On the street, a horse-drawn carriage sped along briskly.

After exiting the city gate, Murong Ziyue let out a light sigh, and the horse paused.

"Hey, Ziyue (sister), that was impressive."

As soon as the carriage came to a halt, Xin Lin and Little Xinzhuo poked their heads out, looking up to Murong Ziyue with admiration.

Seeing the two of them, Murong Ziyue smiled, breaking the frost on her face.

She signaled for them to get comfortable and continued to drive the carriage forward.

Qingtian Academy was built just outside Purple Cloud City, and they had been delayed by the commotion in the street; they had to hurry over.

"You have quite the guts, daring to offend someone from Xuantian Sect."

Murong Ziyue smiled mockingly, casting a glance at Xin Lin.

Sikong Ran was indeed a prominent figure, not only because of his performance at the Ying Chu Conference but also because of his demeanor just now.

It’s not terrifying for a person to be talented.

What’s terrifying is having not just talent, but also cunning.

Sikong Ran, without a doubt, possessed both.

That foolish woman named Bai You thought she found a perfect man, but in reality, how could a person like Sikong Ran be satisfied with just a minor sect like Xuantian.

"Ziyue, you’ve misunderstood me. The carriage was traveling just fine on the road; if it wasn’t for Sikong Ran’s overwhelming charm, we wouldn’t have been blocked on our way."

Xin Lin replied nonchalantly.

"Do you have a grudge against Sikong Ran?"

Murong Ziyue glanced at Xin Lin.

She hadn’t known Xin Lin for long, but she had some understanding of Xin Lin’s character.

Xin Lin was young but very prudent in her actions, as was evident from her earlier performance in the Zixiao Palace Exam.

"Tearing up the marriage contract, cheating me of my family heirloom, angering my mother to death, and selling me into a brothel—if these things count as having a grudge, then yes, I guess I do."

Xin Lin stated lightly.

The carriage jolted slightly, and Murong Ziyue turned to look at Xin Lin, her eyes seemingly filled with disdain.

"You used to be... quite foolish."

Murong Ziyue looked at Xin Lin with a skeptical gaze.

"Err..."

Xin Lin was speechless.

"If it were me, I would have hacked him with a knife, and then the same to that woman."

Murong Ziyue’s next words made Xin Lin burst into laughter. 𝘧𝓇ℯ𝑒𝓌𝑒𝑏𝓃𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘭.𝒸ℴ𝓂

This really was so like Murong Ziyue!

This heart-to-heart conversation brought the two girls closer together, almost imperceptibly.

After about a quarter of an hour, the carriage approached the end of the official road, which led to a valley. Inside the valley, there were gorges crisscrossing, as well as small bridges over streams, secluded woods, and pavilions with glazed tiles and jade embellishments. This place was Longteng Country’s renowned Qingtian Academy.

Today was the entrance day for Qingtian Academy, and all the new students were required to arrive by evening.

Many horse-drawn carriages and excellent horses were already parked at the entrance of the Academy.

Apart from Xin Lin, Murong Ziyue, and Little Xinzhuo, who directly entered the academy through the Imperial Examination, Qingtian Academy had also admitted about a hundred new students this year.

Most of these new students were Xuanwu Practitioners from various places in Longteng, possessing either notable talent or exceptional family backgrounds. Entering Qingtian Academy marked the beginning of a brand-new Chapter in their lives.

Many new students were taken aback by the grandeur that greeted them upon arrival.

Once Noon had passed, numerous supervisors and old students were already waiting outside Qingtian Academy.

Naturally, they weren’t there to welcome Xin Lin and the others.

They were there waiting for Long Qingchen, Sikong Ran, and the like.

So when the inconspicuous carriage carrying Xin Lin and Murong Ziyue came to a stop, nobody paid them any attention at all.