Traveling through the night, the group finally arrived at their destination on the West Coast, the Wind Pavilion of Qingshui Mountain!

"If you have such talent and need to trace your ancestors, you'll have to thank your great-grandfather!" Lazily stepping down from his horse, Yeyun's casual remark left Juxi puzzled.

"Great-grandfather? But my grandfather never mentioned him."

Not even knowing his own great-grandfather, this fact puzzled Juxi, who prided himself on being well-informed.

"Huh? Your great-grandfather made a name for himself on the mainland back in the day, and he had quite a few enemies! Isn't your grandfather being a bit too cautious by not telling you?"

Realizing this, Yinyue disdainfully shook her head, "Just as stubborn as the old man, Ye Chuba!"

"With his belief that a filial son is raised under his rod, you can't expect much from him in the capital either, can you? How could I forget that your ancestor, Ye, was banished from the family back then."

Banished...

Hmm! Well, it's good in a way. Who can grow up relying on their parents anyway?

Understanding this clearly, Juxi knew that one day he would take back what belonged to him.

"The power of the Ye family even commands my respect, just like that old rascal, Ye Chuba," remarked Long Ling, who had somehow begun floating in the air and flying through the misty mountain roads along with Juxi.

"Don't think I am insulting your Ye family. They wanted to wipe out your whole family back then because the family believes there should be no useless people left alive. But due to your mother Qiu Xue's plea for leniency, they only exiled you."

"Let it go. The family abides by rules, we can't blame them," Juxi said.

Long Ling, already burning with anger as he spoke, but Juxi, as the involved party, showed no signs of anger.

"...Sigh, your mindset really doesn't suit the way of the world," sighed Long Ling.

In comparison to the magnificent Imperial City with grand gates and roofs crafted of golden, the Wind Pavilion of Qingshui Mountain exuded a simple charm.

Even more astonishing...

The vast expanse of tens of thousands of square meters, yet less than a thousand students lived there, giving off an aura of destitution.

"Is Qingshui Mountain not as great as it seems?"

Despite its immense size, only a few scattered households were nestled in the mountains, each with a desolate thatched house at the door.

Recalling how passersby at the market would bow respectfully to the officials of the great empire, Yeyun, as an honored general, Juxi couldn't help but admire his cousin Yena.

"The etiquette of the great empire is indeed different. For our small Ye family, if Grandpa walks down the street, who would even notice?"

"That's true, but Grandpa was, after all... the former ruler of the Northern Realm, wasn't he?"

Smiling bitterly, Yena found it difficult to continue. The Ye family was facing numerous challenges on the mainland, making it hard to restore the former glory of the Northern Realm.

Yeyun guided the trio to visit the large martial arts hall of the academy, explaining, "This hall is where warriors compete against each other; it was built using a total of three thousand tons of spirit stones."

Approaching, Juxi lightly rubbed his fingers on the wall, feeling the transfer of the spirit stones’ power.

But the exterior of the martial arts hall, shining in gold, showed no unevenness that would hint at the presence of spirit stones. It seemed that the funds and manpower spent on just the hall itself were probably not something Dionte could afford to build in one year.

Without even looking back, Yeyun bypassed the arena and walked ahead about a hundred meters, leaning against a tree in the shade.

Two hundred meters north of the martial arts hall was the open-air dueling grounds, a place specifically for first-year students who struggled with controlling their aura to practice, occupying an area three times the size of the martial arts hall!

If the roof were to be damaged... the Feng Ling Pavilion truly lives up to its reputation as the number one pavilion revered by the people. They have thought of everything.

"The funding of the academy cannot be wasted here. My subordinates have been sent out every now and then to collect spirit stones and repair the roof. Ten years ago, my older brother took over the Feng Ling Pavilion and relocated the academy's halls to an open space in the second year. Our school even has a rule that the practice hall cannot be used by students above the Reverse Level."

His explanation basically means that for the sake of the academy's funding, providing free education to nurture geniuses without charging tuition fees is already quite a challenge.

"The operating funds of the academy come from the earnings of the Marquis Escort Agency, although it may be more than a hundred billion coins, right?"

"More than a hundred million! Oh my goodness!" Yena gasped, covering her mouth.

The tone of voice used by Ye Yun to mention such a seemingly insignificant number sounded astronomical to Juxi and Yena's ears!

Juxi was completely astounded, realizing that the expenses of the Yena family for the past seven to eight years were only equivalent to the annual salary of the Feng Ling Pavilion?!

"Well, more than a hundred billion coins might seem like a lot, but after purchasing herbs and ingredients, we are left with very little, sometimes even requiring support from the empire."

"Oh, indeed."

Every single plant and tree in the Feng Ling Pavilion seemed like a masterpiece that had taken thousands of years to form.

To support so many students and provide them with top-notch teaching materials is already quite a financial burden.

"This really consumes a lot of resources."

Yena, who usually believes in frugality, had turned slightly pale with shock.

"Alright, let's go to the dormitory now and introduce you to your classmates."

Just as they were preparing to go to the dormitory, a girl suddenly appeared from nowhere and gently patted Ye Yun on the shoulder with a smile.

She then very considerately said, "You've worked hard all the way here. Those over there... I believe they are the new students, right?"

The girl with a cute face shape, beautiful purple eyes, and silver twin ponytails that reached her knees, along with her childish aristocratic princess image, warmed everyone's hearts with a slightly chilling feeling.

"Hehe, don't tease. I have other things to attend to later. Chiyori here will take care of the newcomers instead of me, okay?"

Through this brief conversation, Juxi and Yena finally understood that the fresh green strap dress worn by the girl with twin ponytails matched perfectly with her blue hair, giving no sense of dissonance.

"Mwah! Little Sister Ye also worked hard."

Appearing behind the girl with twin ponytails was a boy who looked like an older brother, tenderly patting her back. He was thirteen or fourteen years old, about 1.7 meters tall, half a head taller than Juxi, and seemed to be a senior from the previous year.

With a tone that tried to please in every possible way.

"We will grow old together and have a beautiful sister... Ah ah ah! Ouch!"

Chiyori, the girl, glared darkly, pinching the boy's hand on her back, warning him viciously, "Jiantianxin, you perverted senior! If you dare to get close to me again, be careful of the flesh on your hand."

A hint of pink appeared on Chiyori's fair face.

The senior with golden long hair, named Jiantianxin, was wearing a golden school uniform that made him look particularly majestic, indicating that he was of a higher level than Juxi and the others.

Although he was quite handsome, his personality was somewhat creepy.

"Alright, alright, I'll follow your wishes! Have a handsome fancy male!"

Chiyori was completely infuriated by this pervert, swinging her hand to reveal a bloody sickle resting against Jiantianxin's neck and coldly saying, "Are you testing fate? Who told you to have a fancy guy? If you don't believe me, I'll turn you into a fancy pig right now."

"I... I'm sorry." Jiantianxin, unable to come up with any response, stretched his face and decided to give an all-encompassing apology, admitting his mistake.

"Haha, don't laugh at me. These two are among your four seniors in the future," Night Cloud turned the laughing faces of Juxi and the others into angry expressions as he turned towards Sword Tianxin.

"Do you still recognize me, the head of this branch? Today, with the new students entering the school, you've set a good example. Let's follow the old tradition and start with self-introductions!"

"Sword Tianxin, fourteen years old, a high-level weapon practitioner in the reverse direction."

"Chiyori, twelve years old, at the peak of the covering level."

Both of their answers were very rigid, and Sword Tianxin even muttered something, clearly expressing dissatisfaction with the teacher turned into a zombie.

Night Cloud then turned his face towards Juxi, Yena, and Ren, and in an instant, his expression changed magically from anger to a brilliant smile: "Come on, let the newcomers introduce themselves to the senior students!"

Even Juxi now felt that the teacher, as a man, was too dirty. If Miss Eileen, whom he secretly admired, were a normal person, she wouldn't like this guy.

"Zhu Ge Ren, eleven years old, a high-level primary level Xiu repairer."

"Yena, eleven years old, a high-level primary level Qi practicioner."

"Saint?"

Not only Sword Tianxin and Feng Lanxin were shocked, but even Night Cloud the dean was caught off guard for a moment. He had never asked Elder Ye Chuba from the Ye family about the fact that Tang Na was a Spirit Saint. What angered him was that Elder Ye Chuba didn't inform him either. Hmph!

"Amazing, junior sister! A Spirit Saint with the talent of a King-level. Once cultivated, you will surely rise up on the continent and become one of the super overlords, standing out like a phoenix's feather among the masses! Follow me in the future, and I'll crown you as a queen!"

Although Yena was too young to be curvy, her intoxicating fragrance and lovely face were still quite enticing, making Sword Tianxin unable to resist teasing her.

Veins suddenly popped on Juxi's face, and he sneered, "Just call me Juxi!"

In reality, Juxi looked full of killing intent, as if warning him: "I can kill you any moment."

A big hand held Juxi's hand, and Sword Tianxin challenged in a handsome manner, "Let's compete to decide who Yena belongs to... Ouch!"

"You scoundrel, do you want to die even more?" Chiyori grabbed a stick from nowhere and ruthlessly hit Sword Tianxin on the head.

Then she grabbed his ear, continuously scolding, "Flirtatious radish! You're a rotten person, extremely rotten. You even narcissistically think you're handsome, trying to seduce other girls. Aren't you afraid of losing your head?"

Impressive, an advanced reverse high-level master thought secretly; he could still remain conscious even with such a large bump on his head.

Climbing up from the ground, Sword Tianxin held back a burst of spiritual energy, instantly dispersing all the dust on his clothes.

"Hehe, I was just kidding. I'm the leader of the first class of Fengling Pavilion. Remember to come to me if you have any good news in the future!"

Scoundrels and rotten people never have an easy end. Sword Tianxin wrapped his arm around Juxi's shoulder and pulled him closer.

"As the only two male classmates left in our class, remember to attend the celebrations for my wedding and your sister-in-law's."

He even made a face towards the unsuspecting Chiyori on the side.

Seeing Sword Tianxin joking around, Juxi said, "About that sword..."

"Hmm?"

The mysterious and symmetrical birthmark of the white sword, almost hidden by his bangs, on the slightly yellow skin of Sword Tianxin's forehead intrigued Juxi.

Just then, the teacher's reminder shifted the topic, silencing the words on the edge of Juxi's throat.

"Less talk, prepare for tomorrow! I'm taking you all for a camping trip, I mean, for training."