Looking at the token in Pang Dezong's hand, Duan Tianya's expression shook.
As a member of Zhengying Academy, even the Holy Sword Instructor must never disobey the order of the headmaster. This is also the oath they made when they first joined the academy.
Duan Tianya looked at the token for a long time, finally heaved a long sigh, and hung his head weakly.
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In the dead of night, Mu Hanyan practiced for a little week, and the exhausted energy has recovered to the original level. Hearing the sound of sighing from outside the tent, she walked out of the tent.
"Why, are you not satisfied with the conditions offered by Zhengying Academy?" Mu Hanyan asked after looking at Wu Qiyun who was sighing beside the fire.
"What?" Wu Qiyun was thinking about something, and was startled when he heard Mu Hanyan's words.
"The person surnamed Pang came to you to find out the reason of the matter, and to offer conditions by the way. I hope you will keep your mouth shut and conceal the truth. I'm right." Mu Hanyan said with a smile. She had heard several disciples of Pang Dezong call him before, but she knew his last name.
"I can't hide anything from you." Wu Qiyun said with a wry smile.
"Then what's the benefit of him?" Mu Hanyan asked curiously.
"A marrow-cleansing pill, a Qi-refining pill, plus the opportunity to directly join Zhengying College." Wu Qiyun replied.
"The handwriting is not small." Mu Hanyan sneered, and sighed in his heart.
You know, the reason why Mu Feng hated him so much before was because of a marrow-cleaning and cutting-off pulse pill. Its value is as high as one can imagine, that is, the Mu family. There is no chance to intrigue for washing marrow Vamai Dan, because they simply can't buy it.
The seven-turn Qi Refining Pill is a pill that can greatly improve cultivation, and it is also a must-have pill for many great swordsmen to reach the realm of sword masters.
Zhengying Academy actually took two of such precious elixir, which is really rich and powerful.
In contrast, Mu Hanyan felt that the quota of Zhengying College was dispensable. Of course, this is just her idea. For many young swordsmen participating in the trial, this quota is even more precious than those two pills.
After all, they don't have the Celestial Magic Skills, the improved Tianxin Kungfu, and the Star Magic Thousand Skills Art. If they want to obtain advanced cultivation skills, joining Zhengying College or the other three major colleges is their only hope.
If this quota can be sold, it is estimated that some people will flock to it for an asking price of one million.
Do you want to find a way to sell it? Mu Hanyan used her brains. Anyway, she is not very interested in Zhengying College, and it would be nice to exchange some money.
"Mu Hanyan, Uncle Pang invites you to come over." Mu Hanyan was thinking wildly, when he heard someone shout, the voice was familiar.
"Zhao Sining, why is it you?" Seeing Zhao Sining with sunken eyes, Mu Hanyan was a little surprised.
"Master Pang, please go over, come with me." Zhao Sining said to Mu Hanyan with a straight face.
The benefits were about to come, and Mu Hanyan didn't bother to fight with him, so he followed behind.
"What did you do to Lingxian?" As soon as he walked out of the camp, Zhao Sining turned around and looked at Mu Hanyan with a murderous look.
"What fairy?" Mu Hanyan looked at Zhao Sining inexplicably.
Miss Zhao Si has always hated her "high-end atmosphere and high-end" name. She has been furious with anyone who dares to mention her real name Zhao Lingxian since she was a child, and she claims to be Miss Zhao Si too. What is her first name.
"Zhao Lingxian, Miss Zhao Si, what did you do to her?" Zhao Sining asked with a grim face.