Chapter 505: You say you understand some—what do you mean by that?

Ye Qingran sighed while speaking.

As soon as she spoke, Gu Wuyou's pupils twitched.

She said, she just happened to know some ancient elixirs?

"You say you understand some—what does that refer to?"

"Probably just eighth‑rank, ninth‑rank and saint‑rank elixirs."

Ye Qingran waved her hand, as if to say it was merely a petty trick not worth mentioning to outsiders.

As the saying goes, the speaker means it, the listener is shocked.

Gu Wuyou was obviously shocked by that extremely pretentious remark.

She said, she can make eighth‑rank, ninth‑rank and even saint‑rank elixirs?

If an alchemist stood before him and claimed he could refine modern saint‑rank elixirs, he wouldn't even blink.

But...

Ancient elixirs!

Saint‑rank ancient elixirs—does anyone in the whole Xuanmiao Continent still know how to make them?

You're teasing me?

Ye Qingran disagreed: "In your mind, am I that boring a person?"

Gu Wuyou's inner reply was negative.

But saint‑rank ancient elixirs are truly hard to believe.

Of course, if you don't believe me, you can verify it.

How to verify?

It's simple—come to class.

Gu Wuyou: "......"

So, is she unable to escape the fate of having to attend class?

All right!

Gu Wuyou didn't dwell on it. For him, if attending class meant learning to refine higher‑level ancient elixirs, he was willing to make his home in the classroom.

All right, then tomorrow you restore the classroom to its original state.

Ye Qingran left with that remark, walking away nonchalantly.

Soon, the academy disciples were shocked to discover that Dan Chi Gu Wuyou of Renxu 108 Class had actually gone to the logistics office to fetch new desks and chairs!

Gu Wuyou, what are you doing?

The instructor in charge of logistics asked him.

Setting up the classroom—we have class tomorrow!

Instructor: "......"

The academy disciple beside him: "......"

Is the sun rising from the west, or are they dreaming?

Dan Chi says he's going to class?

My goodness!

That night.

Your Majesty, rumors are spreading in the academy about Miss Ye and Gu Wuyou...

Fu San trailed off, losing his voice.

Speak!

Fu Hanxiu's voice sank.

They have an improper relationship!

Fu San gritted his teeth and spoke of this hard‑to‑mention matter.

As expected, Fu Hanxiu's aura instantly sank.

Fu San shivered.

Who started the rumor?

Fu Hanxiu's voice was as cold as ice, hiding a sharp killing intent.

It's Ling Xueyao.

Kill her!

Fu Hanxiu ordered without a second thought.

Uh...

Although they certainly had the ability to kill Ling Xueyao, but...

Your Majesty, you forgot—Miss Ye doesn't want you meddling too much in her affairs.

Fu San reminded him.

Fu Hanxiu furrowed his brows.

That's true, but he simply cannot tolerate anyone defaming his woman like that.

Then tell her whatever you find, and cooperate with her unconditionally!

Fu Hanxiu thought it over and still changed his mind.

Given Ye Qingran's ability, a mere Ling Xueyao is surely something she can handle.

Since she doesn't like him interfering too much, he will listen to her.

After a night of fermentation, the rumors about Ye Qingran and Gu Wuyou had spread throughout the academy.

The disciples who originally had a good impression of Ye Qingran, upon learning that she actually had an improper relationship with Gu Wuyou, were indignant and even shouted that they would expel her from the Academy.

Thus, when Ye Qingran appeared again beside the Training Ground to listen to another instructor's lesson, she received hostile glances.

Ye Qingran's lips curled almost imperceptibly.

Suddenly, a group of Academy disciples rushed up to her.

They were furious and hostile.

"Instructor Ye, after all my support for you, I never expected you to be this kind of person!"

A female disciple, gritting her teeth, eyes blazing, pointed at Ye Qingran's nose and unleashed a torrent of insults.

"Oh? What kind of person am I? Do tell."

Ye Qingran remained composed, showing no anger or guilt.

"You're still pretending innocence? Explain yourself—what exactly is going on between you and Gu Wuyou?"

"As an Academy instructor, you're actually involved with your own student, Instructor Ye—do you have any shame left?"

"Exactly! Besides, you have a family and children—how could you do something so sordid and dirty?"

Voices of questioning and abuse rose and fell.

Although the improper relationship between Ye Qingran and Gu Wuyou was already common knowledge, most disciples still maintained a silent attitude.

This small group, being so radical, actually surprised everyone.

"You say all this about me—do you have any evidence?"

Those radical disciples were stunned by the question.

"What more evidence do you need? That day, after Gu Wuyou returned, you lured him into the classroom. If you hadn't seduced him with your beauty, would he have let you off?"

That female disciple, filled with righteous indignation, spoke firmly, insisting that Ye Qingran and Gu Wuyou definitely had an improper relationship.

"Still no evidence, then." Ye Qingran's smile gradually turned cold. "Without evidence, you slander me—who gave you the nerve?"

"I gave her the courage!"

A supremely arrogant voice came over.

It was none other than Ling Xueyao and her dogs.

Among them, Li Po Po was the most overbearing.

Sturdy build, swaggering, chin lifted, standing half a person behind Ling Xueyao, gaze unwavering.

Every disciple at the Academy knew who Ling Xueyao was.

As the cherished daughter of the Lord of Dan Valley and the young mistress of Golden City, Ling Xueyao was undoubtedly the focus of everyone's attention.

Ling Xueyao stood before Ye Qingran, smiling coldly.

"What, you dare to act but not to own up?"

Ye Qingran's gaze fell upon her.

Yesterday, Fu San came to her, saying that rumors about her and Gu Wuyou were spreading in the Academy, and the culprit was Ling Xueyao.

It was she who sent her attendant Li Po Po to spread the rumor everywhere.

Even this gang of furious Academy disciples before us is her handiwork.

"You're so sure—did you see it with your own eyes?"

Ye Qingran gave a half-smile.

"Not bad—indeed, I saw it with my own eyes!" Li Po Po shouted, full of confidence.

Ye Qingran looked at her, and an idea formed in her mind.