Chapter 912: with translation of chapter title

Department Head Ling, don't be fooled by her—she doesn't have any token! The number of tokens in our academy is fixed; I know all the corresponding owners, and recently no new tokens have been added. She's just a con artist!

Ling Chaoran's eyes flickered slightly.

He recalled something: the academy had recently added a token, which was given to the newly arrived Sweeping Maid.

According to the rules, Sweeping Maids have no tokens, but the Gōngzhǎng personally ordered that this newly arrived Sweeping Maid must be given a token.

Could this woman be the newly arrived Sweeping Maid?

But she doesn't look like one!

Ling Chaoran was obviously not a rash person; he extended his hand toward Ye Qingran and said, "You say you have a token—take it out and let me see."

Ye Qingran glanced at Ling Chaoran's outstretched hand and did not immediately give it to him.

"Department Head Ling, look—she doesn't have a token at all!"

"Shut up!" Ling Chaoran said, then told Ye Qingran, "Rest assured, if you truly have a token, I won't pursue responsibility for today's incident."

Ye Qingran lightly nodded and tossed the token to Ling Chaoran; he recognized its authenticity at a glance, and his heart skipped a beat.

I never expected Ye Qingran to actually be the newly arrived Sweeping Maid!

But what is her background, that she could even alarm that person...

Seeing Ling Chaoran remain silent for a moment, the gatekeeper couldn't help but sneer, "Department Head Ling, I told you—this woman has no token; this token is fake, right?"

Ling Chaoran slowly lifted his face, his gaze sinking onto the gatekeeper.

The gatekeeper, under his profound gaze, felt a chill and couldn't help but swallow.

"Department Head Ling, what are you..."

Slap!

Ling Chaoran, without a word, slapped the gatekeeper across the face, sending him spinning like a top.

This scene left everyone stunned.

Department Head Ling actually hit the gatekeeper!

"Department Head Ling..."

The slapped gatekeeper looked bewildered, completely unaware of why he was struck.

"You didn't even check, yet you declared his token fake?"

The gatekeeper protested, "But..."

"Pack your things and get out!"

Everyone was dumbfounded by the gatekeeper.

At this moment, there was no trace of his earlier arrogance on his face; his complexion was ashen as paper.

He never imagined he would lose his job!

You know, becoming a gatekeeper of the Wànlíng Xuégōng is a remarkable achievement; countless people have racked their brains to secure that position!

He, actually, is about to be expelled!

"Miss, I'm truly sorry; your token is genuine—it's our negligence. Please don't be angry."

Ling Chaoran apologized sincerely; hearing this, everyone was utterly shocked.

The high‑ranking Department Head Ling actually apologized to Ye Qingran!

"Good heavens, her token is actually real!"

Everyone found it utterly unbelievable.

Yang Jiaomi also looked stunned, "Department Head Ling, did you make a mistake? How could she possibly have our academy's token?"

Ling Chaoran glanced at Yang Jiaomi and retorted, "Do you think I would mistake it?"

Yang Jiaomi instinctively shook her head. The academy's tokens are special; Ling Chaoran is one of the members involved in their design and manufacture, so he would certainly not mistake them.

"So, may I now enter the academy?"

Ye Qingran took the token from Ling Chaoran's hand.

"Yes." Ling Chaoran nodded.

Although he didn't know Ye Qingran's background or why she could alarm that person, he still felt a hint of contempt in his heart.

Because he has always been upright and principled, he scorns using connections to go through the back door. If Ye Qingran's connection weren't from that person, he would even have stood up to oppose it!

Ye Qingran nodded, taking Xiao Hu and Xiao Chen by the hand as she walked into the Wànlíng Xuégōng.

Everyone watched Ye Qingran's retreating back, feeling a myriad of emotions.

Yang Jiaomi nearly gritted her silver teeth; she hated her to the core. Soon she narrowed her eyes, killing intent flashing in their depths.

Even if Ye Qingran has a token, as long as she's in the academy, I have ten thousand ways to make her die without a burial place!

The Wànlíng Xuégōng is vast.

The mother and son trio strolled leisurely within, sensing the profundity of this greatest academy of the Spirit Realm.

Inside the Wànlíng Xuégōng, the mother and son trio walked very contentedly; from afar they resembled fairy maidens and children, utterly harmonious.

Not far away, on a tall building, two figures stood leaning on the railing—the elder with an immortal's wind and bone, the youth with bright moon and clear breeze; both possessed exceptional demeanor.

"Master, I don't understand why you would give her a back door and special privileges."

The young man frowned slightly, his expression carrying a hint of dissatisfaction.

Hearing this, the elder smiled faintly, stroking his beard and replied, "Yue Lang, you've wrongly blamed me; this privilege wasn't opened by me—it was your uncle-master!"

"What?"

The youth called Yue Lang bears the surname Autumn, given name Yue Lang; he is a disciple of the Wànlíng Xuégōng Gōngzhǎng Wan Qizifeng. As for the elder, he is none other than Wan Qizifeng himself.

Qiu Yue Lang was greatly astonished; his uncle-master usually cares nothing for worldly affairs, being interested only in fine wine, paying no heed to any academy matter—how could he have arranged a back door for someone else?

Wan Qizifeng looked at his beloved disciple with a profound smile, yet offered no explanation.

Ye Qingran sensed something, looked in a certain direction, and saw only a tall building—nothing else.

"Mother, what are you looking at?"

Ye Qingran shook her head, "Nothing."

"What keen perception!"

Wanqi Zifeng and Qiu Yue Lang hid behind the pillar, hearts still trembling with fear.

Although Ye Qingran's status at the academy is that of a Sweeping Maid, her treatment is clearly not that.

"Mother, I also want to be a Sweeping Maid in the future."

Xiao Hu gazed at the exquisite little courtyard before them, a longing showed in their eyes.

Ye Qingran: "......"

For a normal Sweeping Maid, having an independent small room is already very good, but she has an independent courtyard, cleaned spotlessly, and the scenery in the courtyard is also very exquisite.

With such treatment, it's no wonder Xiao Hu was led astray!

"Xiaohu Xiaocheng, before your father finds us, this place will be our temporary residence."

Xiaohu Xiaocheng's eyes were full of anticipation for the future.

In a certain room of the Wànlíng Xuégōng, a strong medicinal smell filled the air; a person lay on the bed, his face ferocious, and it was none other than Wu Zhishang.

"Ye Qingran, we cannot coexist!" Upon realizing he might never be human again, Wu Zhishang's heart filled with shock and anger, and he nearly bit his silver teeth to pieces.

"Zhishang, rest assured I will avenge you!"

Yang Jiaomi beside him comforted him in a gentle voice.

"You've worked hard." Wu Zhishang's expression softened somewhat as he looked at Yang Jiaomi, "For my sake, you have suffered."

Saying that, he reached out and touched Yang Jiaomi's face.

Previously, when Wu Zhishang touched her like that, she still enjoyed it somewhat, but for some unknown reason, now her heart is filled only with repulsion and hatred.

Could it be because Wu Zhishang can no longer be human?

Yang Jiaomi's eyes flickered.

It seems she must quickly find a new man.

"Why are you saying all this? Rest well, I'm heading back first; don't worry, I'll find you the best alchemist!"

Yang Jiaomi said, preparing to leave, when just then a person came in from outside and whispered a few words in her ear; Yang Jiaomi's eyes instantly lit up.