The Good for Nothing Seventh Young Lady

Chapter 1973 - Too Heartbreaking (1)



Chapter 1973: Too Heartbreaking (1)

Early in the morning, Shen Yanxiao was resting in her room. Suddenly, Kehr visited.

“What’s the matter, Mentor Kehr?” Shen Yanxiao looked at Kehr who was standing outside the door with a

happy look.

“Yan Di, there’s one thing that I’m sure you’ll be happy to hear.” Kehr smiled.

“Oh?” Shen Yanxiao raised her eyebrows slightly. She spent all day crouching in Deathre Academy to

improve her physical skills and death energy and she had already broken through to become a high

undead. It made her very curious; in the end, was she a resurrected undead or a purebred undead?

Although cultivating was boring, she had endured it. It showed how much she wanted to leave as soon as

possible and return to the Hidden Dragon Continent to join her companions.

“My Lord has issued an order to hold a selection competition with all the schools in the Howling Abyss.

Each school will send an excellent team to participate in the competition. The rst-place winner will be

promoted to be the royal guards of our Lord!” As the Commander-in-Chief of the undead army of the

Howling Abyss, Kehr had always regarded protecting the undead people as his highest duty, and there undead.

However, Shen Yanxiao’s face did not show even a little joy.

The Ancestor of the Undead suddenly wanted to hold a selection competition; this was completely not

any good news for her.

It had been half a year since she left the Radiance Continent. There were only two and a half years left

before the Devil Race reappeared in the world. The undead had always depended on the Devil Race to

survive. If the Devil Race wanted to conquer other races, they were bound to contact the undead again to

launch an attack together. The previous plan of the undead in the Hidden Dragon Continent was declared

a failure, and now, they could only select excellent members from within.

Shen Yanxiao felt that victory or defeat in this competition was not important. The key was that the

Ancestor of the Undead probably wanted to use this competition to select the elites from all the students.

Whoever won or lost, it didn’t matter. As long as they could stand out from all the schools, they must be

the best young undead. So long as these young undead were gathered together, there would soon be a

terrible team in the training ground.

If things were as Shen Yanxiao believed, then the devils and the undead should have already made

contact.

“Yes, that’s pretty good,” Shen Yanxiao spoke perfunctorily.

“Don’t be so indierent. I came to tell you that your Flaming Red Squad has been selected to compete in

this competition. It’s just that, each school should send a team consisting of one hundred undead in this

competition, so we may also arrange for additional potential students to be in your care. Of course, the

students who will join your team later must also be selected by you.” Kehr was in a good mood. As soon

as the dean of the Deathre Academy received the news, he handed over the task of leading the team to

Yan Di. She could make a group of mediocre students possess such a strong ghting ability in two

months, so she could naturally train more talents before the competition.

Shen Yanxiao was slightly shocked. And here she wondered why Kehr found her so early in the morning; it

turned out it was to toss such a dicult problem to her.

If Shen Yanxiao were a true undead, then she would have been very happy to accept the task, but she was

not ah!

She had a vague feeling that something was wrong with this. To ask her to lead the team was clearly

having her train a group of naughty children, and then, these brats would go on to the war two and a half

years later. She might then have to meet her own group of naughty children on the battleeld.

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