My Sassy ‘Crown Princess’

On the third day after entering Tianhe College, the little golden flood dragon made it to level ten.

According to what the little golden flood dragon’s explanation, he made it to level ten through his remorseless effort.

But Mo Fei felt that this guy should have made such rapid progress all because of One Hundred and Twenty’s bullying and he knew what shame is.

For Mo Fei’s assumption, Xiao Jin took a sniffy attitude.

Not long after Lou Yu and others went back, they entered their own cultivation room, began the intense cultivating. They knew little about the situation of the mainland, only strength is the most reliable guarantee.

Two and a half months later, those who were responsible for the recruitment finally came.

The fat headmaster took One Hundred and Twenty and the little golden flood dragon to knock their door.

Mo Fei opened the door, looking at the fat headmaster, wondering, “Headmaster, you lost weight!”

The fat master rolled his eyes helplessly, thinking: Not only me, everyone in the college lost weight, all because of this little One Hundred and Twenty!

He pulled One Hundred and Twenty’s ear, “This thing, you keep it to yourself!”

Mo Fei looked at One Hundred and Twenty who became mellower after staying with eth headmaster, “Headmaster, don’t! Look! After you keep it, you’ve lost much weight, while One Hundred and Twenty becomes fatter. Isn’t it a win-win thing?”

The fat headmaster rolled his eyes, “Tell you what, even if I would die of being too fat, or stay single for the rest of my life, I wouldn’t continue raising this thing for you! Call all of them out. People from the mainland are here.”

Mo Fei, with startled look in his eyes, asked, “Really?”

The fat headmaster nodded, looking dignified, “Yes!”

Mo Fei turned around and walked to others’ rooms. As Lou Yu and others heard the noise, they all came out.

The fat headmaster looked at Lou Yu, eyes sparkling, while Lou Yu had an indescribable imposing aura around, which clearly indicated that he had half stepped into human class.

The fat headmaster looked at the few of them, feeling gratified, “Let’s go.”

Lou Yu and others followed the fat headmaster to the center of the Ascending Platform, where a lot of young master hands had already gathered. Their appearance immediately attracted a lot of people’s eyes.

Seeing them, the headmaster of Xingchen College squinted, “You silly fatso, you have really taken in some quality disciples. They have all made it to level!”

As his words fell, those people around who had been holding enough confidence looked a bit complicated on the face.

The fat headmaster smiled, “Of course! My disciples would naturally exceed your disciples a few streets.”

The headmaster of Xingchen College smiled weakly and said, “All right, you don’t stick gold in your face. Your disciples are so outstanding, but it has nothing to do with you.”

The fat headmaster said disapprovingly, “What do you know, thin bamboo pole? An accomplished disciple owes his accomplishment to his great shifu. Haven’t you heard this idiom?”

Xingchen headmaster gave a sneer and said, “Your disciples should feel lucky that you didn’t drag them down.”

At this time, in the sky, a magnificent flying ship was moving their way rapidly.

“Shishu (shifu’s peer), how many level eight star magicians under the age of twenty-five do you think Chen Kingdom would have?”

“Chen Kingdom lacks of star source force, I guess no more than five.”

“Since there are so few, shishu, why would still run all the away here?”

“In recent years, the decent sects and evil sects have tangled in warfare, and both sides have suffered great casualties. All the other sects have increased their enrollment, so there are few good seedlings there. Otherwise, I wouldn’t go round the sun to meet the moon.” Said a white-beard old man helplessly.

The young man standing aside frowned, asking no more.

The white-beard old man sighed in the heart. Theirs is another unspeakable reason their Huatian Sect would come to such a wasteland to recruit new disciples. These years, the Sect’s influence on the mainland had weakened day by day. Those talented young men from those big or small families all chose to join other sects. They had no choice but to turn their eyes to this wasteland.

…

The the Ascending Platform, countless people were on tiptoes of expectation, then a flying ship came into their sight.

The flying ship directly stopped right above the platform, then some sage-like men came out.

A strong spiritual pressure swept across the whole place. The original bustling platform immediately quieted down.

Lou Yu squinted, a strong spiritual pressure hanging over the head, making him a lit suffocated.