The Anarchic Consort (Book 1)

Chapter 151-155

Shadow found himself shivering as he watched that smile.

Was His Highness thinking of taking revenge for last time when Elder Huan tricked him?

That must be it!

"However, Elder Huan doesn't want anyone else to know that he's at the academy." Wei Wei shrugged her shoulders and smiled gently. "So, you should be understanding."

Baili Jia Jue arced his lips. "I understand." So it turned out that his weakness was here, heh...

"Atchoo!"

At a corner of the Commerce Plaza, the old person who's sweeping the grounds suddenly sneezed. He turned around and looked. Is it going to rain soon, why did his back feel a bit cold...

Huan Ming Xiang rubbed his back a bit and decided to set aside the matter of sweeping. He looked in the direction of the sunset. That girl should be coming in a moment. There's just enough time left to figure out how to coach them.

Sigh, an earth rank martial artist.

Huan Ming Xiang couldn't help but sigh, and shake his head while entering the library.

At the other side, a number of talented people from the Superior Compound was focusing their attention inside their main hall.

Reportedly, students who could enter this main hall where geniuses chosen from among thousands of geniuses.

Besides the heads of each compound and the principal, even the teachers didn't have the qualifications to take even a half step inside.

The entire hall only contained a white obelisk that reached straight to the heavens, an incomparably luxurious night pearl (a luminescent pearl), appeared to adorn the night sky with a bit of starlight. Within the hall, there were armaments suspended everywhere, all radiating brilliant rays of light. Each time someone set foot inside, they seemed to resonate with those armaments. There wasn't one that wasn't mysterious, wasn't one that wasn't breathtaking.

Beneath the dome, mist lingered year round without scattering. That's a barrier erected by experts. Every obstacle was conquered, gentle yet divine, just like a paradise, astonishing people.

When Murong Chang Feng, Helian Jiao Er, Seventh Prince, as well as Yuan Ling Xuan entered, their hearts couldn't help but tremble. Even though they were born from noble families, this was also the first time they've witnessed this kind of sight, close to being inviolable.

It's been said that this was a temple left from the ancient era.

That man who formerly conquered the entire divine continent actually lived here.

After that man was sealed, this place also became abandoned. At last, due to the Dragon War Empire taking over management, White Academy accepted the responsibility of its reconstruction.

This temple had already existed for a few millenium until today. Its extravagant luxuriousness was something no other halls could compare with. Even the imperial palace might not necessarily reach this level.

"Today, I've called you in order to tell you something." Tusu Feng's black hair fell on white clothes, slowly walked over. His voice was gentle. "I've just been notified that you've been chosen by the Spirit Battle Forces." After saying that, he slowly scanned the four people before him, and finally, his gaze fell on Little Bald Head's face eating a stuffed bun couldn't help but reveal a bit of pampering tenderness. "You've all been born from influential families and should already understand without me telling you what these three words 'Battle Spirit Forces' signified. This is the first time in recent years that they've selected new students. You guys are very lucky to have been chosen so soon."