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Ji Tingyu and the ice mountain beauty, Mentor Su, had their eyes lit up. Zhan Wushuang and the black-robed young lady smiled and nodded. They didn’t find it weird that Jiang Yi could gather enough tokens as they understood that Jiang Yi’s strength was top-notch.
“Tokens!”
A mentor walked over, and Jiang Yi quickly submitted all the tokens that he had. The mentor then asked for Jiang Yi’s age and name—before shouting out towards the other mentors, “Cadet Jiang Yi, a total of 47 tokens. Passed the Blood Purge, currently 18th in ranking.”
“Wow!”
The results read out by the mentor invited some ‘oo’s and ‘ah’s. Jiang Yi was only at the fifth stage of the Cast Tripod Realm, and he could actually pass the Blood Purge? He was even ranked in the top 20? Could Jiang Yi be of a special race like Zhan Wushuang? Did he hide his strength? Or could Jiang Yi have had a special status?
“Swish! Swish! ”
Right at this moment, numerous people arrived at the other side of the mountain peak, quickly bringing all the attention over. Jiang Yi quickly blended himself into the crowd and looked over as well. When he saw those people, his face turned serious. It was the young master from Zhangsun Clan, Jiang Qilin, Qian Wanguan, and the others.
This bunch of people was fighting earlier but acted as though nothing happened, walking over peacefully and handing over their tokens.
Jiang Yi didn’t bother about the others, but this Jiang Qilin already knew his face. With the capability of Jiang Qilin, he would probably come looking for trouble once he entered the college, right? He was, after all, the young master of the Divine Martial Kingdom’s no.2 great clan! Ji Tingyu advised him to keep a low profile, but how would he expect that he had already offended a notable figure even before he entered the college?
So be it, I shall adopt measures appropriate to the situation. Anyway, the college doesn’t allow fights between cadets—unless Jiang Qilin can use his glares and saliva to kill me.
Jiang Yi sighed and went deeper into the crowd, not wanting Jiang Qilin and the rest to spot him. Unexpectedly, the fatty, Qian Wanguan, looked over and walked over towards Jiang Yi with a grin from ear to ear. He greeted from afar, “Big brother! Here you are! I have been looking for you.”
Goddammit!
Jiang Yi’s eyes went cold, and he subconsciously looked over at Jiang Qilin. As expected, Jiang Qilin was looking at him and with eyes filled with killing intent. Seeing the fatty walked over with affection, Jiang Yi could help but furiously lift his hand to smack the back of Qian Wanguan’s head, “Qian Wanguan, do you do this intentionally?”
The fatty was smacked but wasn’t angry at all; instead, he laughed and flattered, “Hehe, Big brother, don’t have to worry so much! I guarantee that Jiang Qilin will not dare to come find trouble with you. Even if he did, I will ask someone to assist you in beating him up!”
Jiang Yi rolled his eyes. This fatty was indeed worth beating up, but he wasn’t irritating. Jiang Yi couldn’t understand why he wasn’t afraid of this young master of the no.4 great clan of the Divine Martial Kingdom. Perhaps it was because of the fatty’s charisma or his natural talent to let others put their guards down and want to make friends with him.
“Huh…”
Plenty of people knew who Qian Wanguan was, but their hearts were overwhelmed with shock—as they all tried to guess the status of Jiang Yi. If he dared to smack the head of Qian Wanguan, he must be a ferocious individual. This fatty might look harmless, but plenty of people died under his hand and didn’t even know the reason why.
“Swish!”
Suddenly another participant arrived. When Jiang Yi looked over, he shrunk instantly and hid behind the fatty. He whispered, “Stop your nonsense and help in blocking me.”
Fatty noticed that it was a beautiful young lady; his small eyes brightened as he let out a wretched smile and said, “Big brother, this Yue Mei’er is the young miss of the Yue Clan from the royal capital. Why… are you involved with her? Or did you do something wrong to her?”
“Nothing! Stop talking!” Jiang Yi’s face was flushed red, and his head was lowered even further. Fortunately, Yue Mei’er didn’t notice Jiang Yi when she handed over her tokens.
As time slowly passed by, there were countless people arriving at the peak. Soon, the sky had completely darkened; a mentor yelled, “Time is up! The Blood Purge shall end here! The first group has a total of 260 cadets passing, and the second group has a total of 45 cadets. Congratulations to all of you! The first group shall become official cadets for the college while the second group will all become Write-In Cadets. Will all the cadets follow the mentors into the college and arrange for your living quarters…?”
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After the mentor finished his statement, hundreds of participants walked into the college with excitement. But due to the darkened sky, the scenery of the college wasn’t clear. After walking around in circles—which got him dizzy, Jiang Yi finally got arranged by the mentor to stay in a small courtyard along with three other cadets.
“Big brother! This is fate! We are actually staying in the same courtyard. Please do take care of me!”
Fatty was actually arranged to stay together with Jiang Yi. Along the way, fatty couldn’t stop chattering; and Jiang Yi ignored him when he entered the courtyard. It was a simple courtyard that had four small rooms, but the bedding items were all new.
Jiang Yi wasn’t the type of guy who liked to mingle around. The other two cadets had nothing to say as they found their own rooms and entered it. Jiang Yi couldn’t be bothered to say anything before picking his room to lodge in.
“Swish!”
As expected, Fatty followed Jiang Yi into the room. Jiang Yi put down his baggage and suddenly circulated his essence force. He used a single hand to grasp the neck of Fatty and pressed him onto the wall. His eyes became abnormally ice cold as he demanded, “Qian Wanguan, what kind of scheme do you have to purposely follow me?”
“Ah?”
The fatty was rather frightened as he yelled, “Big brother, what are you talking about?! I don’t understand!”
“Hurhur!”
Jiang Yi scoffed, his eyes glistening with chilling light as he shouted, “You are a young master from one of the Divine Martial Kingdom’s Seven Great Clans. Why would you be allocated into such a simple and crude courtyard? Did you think I didn’t notice the eye signal that you gave to the mentor earlier? With your status and methods, isn’t it easy for you to enter the college as an official cadet or even an elite cadet and stay in their high-class courtyards? Don’t play tricks with me; I hate people like this.”
“Big brother sure is clever!”
Fatty revealed a wry smile and shook his head, “Big brother, loosen your hand first. I have no malicious intent towards you.”
When Jiang Yi released his grasp, Fatty wasn’t playing around anymore. He spoke in a serious tone, “Jiang Yi, to be honest, I did ask that mentor to arrange for me to stay in the same courtyard as you. That mentor… is a clansman of my Qian Clan. As for why do I want to stay with you, it is because Zhan Wushuang owes you a favor. I want to make use of you to build a relationship with Zhan Wushuang. Most importantly, you are worth becoming friends with me, Qian Wanguan. Big brother is exceptionally talented and has a limitless future…”
“Pa!”
Jiang Yi slapped on the back of Fatty’s head and said furiously, “Don’t you think I will throw you in the latrine if you continue such nonsense?”
“Okay… I will tell you the truth!”
Fatty looked at Jiang Yi in distress. Seeing that Jiang Yi was about to smack him again, he quickly gestured to stop. “I want to make friends with Big brother, because of your… status!”
“My status?”
Jiang Yi paused and immediately recalled the words from Jiang Yunhai. His eyes turned cold as he slapped Qian Wanguan with fury. “Are you investigating me?! No… how long have we known each other? Even if you investigated on me, how much can you know?”
“Hehe!”
Fatty smirked. “Big brother, you underestimate my ability. Your Skyplume City’s Jiang Henshui and Ji Tingyu brought along their own subordinates. A casual asking around was more than enough.”
Jiang Yi looked at Qian Wanguan with suspicion and asked, “My status? What do you know of my status?”
Fatty’s expression turned serious again as he bowed deeply and greeted, “Qian Wanguan pays his respects to Your Highness!”