Chapter 459

The door was pushed open, and a figure sauntered in.

When they saw the person clearly, Dongfang Mo and Qingshu, master and servant, were both greatly startled.

"Ye Qingran, how..."

He never imagined he would see Ye Qingran in Shenzhou City of Beimingzhou.

"Qingshu, it really is you; just now I thought I was mistaken."

Qingshu stared for a moment, then realized Ye Qingran had been tracking him to this place.

Saying this, Ye Qingran walked up to Dongfang Mo, "Ninth Prince Uncle, long time no see."

The Ninth Prince Uncle looked at him, fleeting light flickering in his eyes, containing complex emotions.

After a while, when he spoke, it was unusually unfamiliar.

"Ye Qingran, if I remember correctly, we aren't very acquainted, are we?"

Ye Qingran raised her eyebrows high, her gaze falling on him, as if trying to see through him.

Dongfang Mo couldn't bear her gaze, subtly shifting his eyes to the side.

"What the Ninth Prince Uncle said is correct; we really aren't very acquainted."

"If that's the case, why don't you leave quickly?" His voice was cold as frost, "And don't call me Ninth Prince Uncle anymore."

Ye Qingran lightly nodded, "Okay."

"Since Young Master Dongfang doesn't welcome me, I'll take my leave first."

Having said that, she turned and pushed the door open to go out.

Only after the footsteps outside faded did the icy expression on Dongfang Mo's face crack bit by bit, replaced by anguished struggle.

"Master, is what you're doing really alright?"

Dongfang Mo shook his head sorrowfully, the hand resting on the table clenched into a tight fist, "What else can I do? I don't want to drag her into this; it wouldn't be fair to her!"

Qingshu shook his head helplessly and let out a deep sigh.

Having left the inn, Ye Qingran felt no regret or anger, only puzzlement.

Although she hadn't spent much time with Dongfang Mo, she understood him well; he was definitely not the type to turn hostile for no reason, and his actions seemed to be an attempt to distance himself from her, clearly due to some hidden difficulty.

Ting Yu Xuan

The former Ting Yu Xuan was a courtyard; the present Ting Yu Xuan is a manor.

Bai Bing had already tidied this place up neatly, lacking nothing.

Han Xing Leng Yue had brought the children over first, and they were all resting. Bai Bing arrived early, having already recuperated, and now waited at the gate for Ye Qingran.

Upon seeing her, he went forward to greet her.

"Miss, I heard you met an old acquaintance? Did you see them?"

"I saw them."

Bai Bing didn't ask further, merely sighing that meeting an old friend in a foreign land is truly rare, then urged Ye Qingran to go rest.

The group walked and stopped, playing along the way; though relaxed, the prolonged travel had left them quite fatigued.

That night they slept soundly, utterly unaware that in the darkness a man came and went silently.

Next door to Ting Yu Xuan.

"Your Majesty, I've inquired: Miss Ye will apply for a Special Grade Instructor position at Shenzhou Academy tomorrow, and the two young masters will also attend the top-tier Jia class."

Although Shenzhou Academy's top-tier Jia class for prodigies has extremely high requirements—so high it's hair-raising—he isn't at all worried about the young masters' abilities.

"Special Grade Instructor?"

Fu Hanxiu heard this, a deep meaning flickering in his starry eyes.

"If that's the case, I'll also go to Shenzhou Academy tomorrow to seek a position."

Fu San: "......"

Your Majesty, what are you four family members planning to do?

He could already imagine how lively Shenzhou Academy would become!

The next day

Shenzhou Academy.

"I am Wu Shushan, and I have met the Emperor Sovereign."

As the vice president of Shenzhou Academy, Wu Shushan said that before this Emperor Sovereign at Zhuolu's Peak, his many years of life felt wasted.

Just by standing there, that person's aura completely overwhelms him.

"Emperor Sovereign, our academy head is not present at the academy, so I must receive you; please forgive any shortcomings."

Given Fu Hanxiu's status, it would be most appropriate for the academy head of Shenzhou Academy to personally receive and entertain him.

However, the academy head spends most of his time traveling abroad, so only this vice president can stand in.

One must say, the Emperor Sovereign of Zhuolu's Peak lives up to the rumors—possessing a demon god's frame and an emperor's aura, truly the foremost of the younger generation on Xuanmiao Continent!

Fu Hanxiu didn't take these trivial matters to heart; his purpose today was simply to obtain a position.

"Does Shenzhou Academy have any vacant posts?"

Fu Hanxiu asked lightly.

Wu Shushan blinked, doubting his ears, "What?"

Fu San beside him chuckled and explained, "Our Sovereign means he wants to obtain a position at Shenzhou Academy."

Wu Shushan: "......"

The Emperor Sovereign of Zhuolu's Peak, discarding his imperial status, comes to Shenzhou Academy to seek a position?

Good heavens, is he dreaming?

"Your Majesty, are you serious?"

Fu Hanxiu was displeased, "Do I look like I'm joking?"

"No, it's just that…" Shock!

Wu Shushan racked his brain and recalled that Shenzhou Academy is recruiting a Special Grade Instructor this year, but that position is already sufficient for others; however, for the Emperor Sovereign of the Summit of the Hunt, it is truly unsatisfactory.

He thought it over, then inspiration struck, "Emperor Sovereign, how about you become our Shenzhou Academy's Guest Minister Elder?"

Fu Hanxiu agreed.

Thus, on that day, the Emperor Sovereign of the Summit of the Hunt became the Guest Minister Elder of Shenzhou Academy.

Ye Qingran went to Shenzhou Academy early in the morning.

Because she came to apply for the Special Grade Instructor position, she didn't bring her child.

Her plan was to become a Special Grade Instructor first, then bring her child for the assessment.

Shenzhou City was built surrounding Shenzhou Academy.

High mountains, deep valleys, rivers and gorges—everything is present; a rainbow bridge spans the clouds, shrouded in mist, like a utopia, a celestial realm on earth.

The first great gate stands at mid‑mountain.

People come and go, and there are plenty of Academy disciples.

They carry waist badges; showing them to the mountain guards grants passage.

"Who comes?"

Ye Qingran, without a badge, was stopped.

Ye Qingran casually produced a red notice, "I am here to apply for the Special Grade Instructor position."

A few mountain guards heard it and were all stunned.

The woman before them was at most twenty years old; so young—are you sure you're here to apply for the Instructor?

At that moment, a passing disciple laughed, "Special Grade Instructor? Miss, you look younger than I am—are you sure you're not just pulling a fast one?"

Ye Qingran shook her head.

Although his words contained mockery, they weren't without reason.

"How about this: you spar with that disciple, and if you win, I'll let you in."

The mountain guard said this to Ye Qingran.

That disciple was a young man in his twenties.

He stepped forward a few paces, looking at Ye Qingran with some disdain, "I think this method is good."

"Fine then!"

Ye Qingran raised an eyebrow, not expecting the assessment to start right then.

Many disciples gathered around, full of interest.