Chapter 960: The Ninth Hundred and Sixty-Eighth Chapter: The Full Purple North Pole Star, the Full Green Heavenly Spear General Star

Every time His Majesty decides his imperial will, it signifies an inviolable supreme decree.

Clearly, at the inception of the Dinghai education system, the Great Ming Emperor would not permit these powerful elites to interfere with the Dinghai system.

Zhu Yijun looked at Zhang Juzheng and said, “Master, the powerful elites and local gentry have already seized every advantage.”

“Great Ming has a total of twenty-eight million households; the powerful elites number barely eight thousand nine hundred, the local gentry barely eighty thousand, and middle-class families number no more than…”

It was good that she became a Third Elder, but if becoming a Third Elder meant parting from Qin Ze, Ji Ningwei would rather give up the position of Elder.

“What are we to do? If they’re truly Northern Barbarians, are we going to die here?” Qing’e grabbed Wen Chan’s arm, trembling uncontrollably.

Astonishingly, as it lightly touched the air, its delicate, snow-white body soared gracefully to a higher sky.

In the dim yellow light of the tent, Jing Hua Zan saw Heliang Sangma’s eyes instantly fill with maternal tenderness, veiled in mist.

Imagine if your own parents adopted a child and transferred all their love to that child—who could remain rational without crumbling?

Shi Yue rose and followed him out of the living room, skipped breakfast, shoved a pack of biscuits into her mouth, then drank water greedily.

He asked his tutor for leave, claiming he was going home to help his father harvest the autumn crops; he lied to his father, saying he was going to school. Thus, he gained his own time.

After returning to the mansion, Lin Feng ordered them to pluck all the strongly scented flowers and herbs from the back garden, make them themselves; within two days, a barrel of perfume was complete.

Even the mighty Baiyue Sword Saint, upon entering the Master Realm, had to journey to the lost wilds at the world’s edge—clearly, those places concealed secrets unknown to the world.

The winter wind cut like knives, making skin ache; the fur along Wan Yan’s collar trembled violently, yet she still gazed longingly at Jiang Ling.

Xu Mei’s gentle brows and eyes brimmed with disdain and revulsion, and a hidden fury, like half-extinguished red coals in a furnace—though covered by a thin layer of silver ash, the flickering fire still could not be hidden, and with a breath of wind, it would crackle and spit out hot, blazing sparks.

Sitting in Sanjie’s luxury carriage, Ge Wuyou briefly explained to Yang Houtu the origin of that sound.

“What is the most fundamental characteristic of power?” Chen Yuan felt perplexed; his blood qi, identified by Bai Ze as a power attribute within the Star Lake, could accomplish many things, but its core characteristic eluded him for the moment.

Very well! Just as the Bridge Keeper had said—perhaps when I return, he’ll have already gone back on his own? Ha! Better yet, I’ve imagined too much—he never ran away; I scared myself.

“It’s fine, we’ll wait for you, we’ll wait.” Wang Zong still smiled warmly at Di Haotian.

“You haven’t told me why you don’t wear the bracelet.” Di Haotian, unsurprisingly, showed little interest in such matters—he asked once, then dropped it.

Jiang Taicang harbored intense hatred toward Qin Yuesheng, resenting him for seizing the Heaven Demon Evil Blade when Jiang was still weak, and stealing the Xuantian Treasure Mirror.

That pitifully foolish Xiang Qing must still be stubbornly waiting for me at the school gate, in the biting cold wind.

Wang Yue Ruoxiang and Ouyang Ling both cultivated mid-grade Earth Spirit Roots and both became S-Class Earth Ability Users.

Huo Junyao acted swiftly: after writing down the address, he notified Luo Laosi to prepare for a trip to America with Qiao Yin in a few days.

“Qiao Yin—” Huo Junyao extended his hand, wanting to chase after her, but his legs refused to move.

Yet upon seeing Xu Zixiong’s sniper rifle, Long Miao was instantly seized by a desire to recruit talent—so what if he lacked a Demon Root? Xu Zixiong had still effortlessly slain many Demon Spirit Masters; this made Long Miao realize Xu Zixiong’s exceptional nature, and he quickly brought up Long Jingjing.