The Three Realms Thief Chapter 42

“You young man are truly spirited, I thoroughly enjoyed watching your group’s monthly exam, it was excellent,” Lin Weiliang praised.

“You flatter me, in truth, I relied on firearms and my teammates’ help,” Xu Yuan said.

“Don’t be modest—being able to utilize all available resources surpasses many, I have high hopes for you.” Lin Weiliang said with a smile.

Yang Xiaobing beamed with joy and quickly linked arms with her, saying: “Teacher Lin, he’s really amazing and hardworking, the most talented among my classmates, not inferior to Jiang Xueyao!”

Xu Yuan looked at Yang Xiaobing in surprise. Isn’t this praise a bit excessive?

—If you praise me like this, I’ll blush.

Lin Weiliang also turned her head, looking at Yang Xiaobing with a playful expression.

“Really!” Yang Xiaobing shook Lin Weiliang’s arm playfully.

Lin Weiliang thought for a moment, took out a form, handed it to Xu Yuan, and said with a smile: “Xiaobing, I’m giving you face, of course, student Xu himself is also good, consider it.”

Xu Yuan looked at it.

The header read: “Jiuyue Luofu Joint Specialized Admissions Training Camp, Personal Registration Form.”

It was an Independent Admissions test notification.

Generally speaking, only students above the third level of Qi Refining Stage had the opportunity to obtain one!

If they showed enough potential in the test, they would be independently admitted.

Independent Admissions meant early admission.

—Of course, getting the form now only meant Xu Yuan had qualified to participate in the test!

But this was already leagues ahead of others.

Xu Yuan and Yang Xiaobing exchanged glances, both seeing the joy on each other’s faces.

“Thank you, Teacher Lin.” They said in unison.

“Oh, what’s there to thank? Work hard, and Xu Yuan, remember to fill it out and give it to me later,” Lin Weiliang said.

“Understood, Teacher Lin,” Xu Yuan replied.

Lin Weiliang waved at them with a smile, then immediately greeted other students and quickly engaged in conversation.

Yang Xiaobing pulled Xu Yuan away from the crowd, a smile almost bursting from her face.

“Yang Xiaobing wants a feast.” She clasped her hands behind her back, chin tilted high, looking triumphant.

“As you command, I will surely satisfy Miss Yang’s request until she develops a double chin and her belly is full of fat!” Xu Yuan said.

“Xu Yuan, you’re so mean!” Yang Xiaobing reached out and patted his back.

Xu Yuan chuckled, letting her pat him twice.

A warmth spread through his heart.

This girl was like a sales promoter, and unexpectedly, she actually succeeded.

And you know what.

Deep down, Xu Yuan really wanted to see what the “Tsinghua-Peking” independent admissions training camp was like.

—To witness the experts from all over the country!

He definitely had to treat Yang Xiaobing to a meal this time.

But then, Yang Xiaobing’s gaze shifted, and she suddenly tugged on Xu Yuan’s sleeve, whispering: “Come with me, I’ll introduce you to someone.”

“Okay.”

The two walked to the other side of the auditorium.

There stood a distinguished young male teacher. Everyone else was wearing various cultivation attire, but he was dressed in black casual clothes, with leather shoes.

“Teacher Han! This is my classmate Xu Yuan, he’s very strong and hardworking.” Yang Xiaobing introduced.

The male teacher glanced at Yang Xiaobing, a smile appearing on his face, and said: “Xiaobing, your own independent admissions results aren’t even out yet, and you’re already introducing classmates.”

“Because he’s very good!” Yang Xiaobing said. “Xu Yuan, this Teacher Han is from Jiuyue University.”

“Hello, Teacher Han,” Xu Yuan quickly said.

Speaking of which, they were all universities.

But in the ancient world, it was actually a sect.

The number one sect in the world—

Jiuyue Sect!

However, as time went on, the sect gradually kept up with the times and changed its name to a university.

“Xu Yuan, right? I’m Han Chaosheng. I’ve seen your monthly exam, and your level is indeed good, quite impressive.” Han Chaosheng said.

“Thank you for the compliment, Teacher Han, I don’t deserve it,” Xu Yuan said.

“But you must remember, the best students in the world all want to attend Jiuyue University. You must work diligently and never be overly ambitious,” Han Chaosheng said.

That made sense.

No match could be taken lightly.

He couldn’t become complacent just because of one monthly exam.

“I understand.” Xu Yuan said humbly.

“Actually, there was a problem with this monthly exam itself—if you were to encounter a Foundation Establishment level monster at random, what do you think would be the consequence?” Han Chaosheng asked.

“Direct failure,” Xu Yuan replied.

“You’re keen on using various firearms, but I want to tell you that cultivators should rely on their own strength, not these things. Do you know why?” Han Chaosheng inquired.

“Please enlighten me,” Xu Yuan said.

“At the Foundation Establishment level, firearms don’t serve much purpose. Relying on them means you’re on the wrong path,” Han Chaosheng stated.

“I see,” Xu Yuan acknowledged.

“How do you feel about your own strength?” Han Chaosheng asked again.

“Insignificant, I still need a lot of training and learning, and I’m working hard,” Xu Yuan replied.

“That’s the correct understanding. Alright, go look around, make more connections with teachers from other schools, it will benefit you,” Han Chaosheng waved, signaling the end of their conversation.

“Xiaobing, stay for a moment, I have a few more words for you,” Han Chaosheng added.

“Okay,” Yang Xiaobing said.

She glanced at Xu Yuan, her eyes filled with uncertainty.

Xu Yuan gave her an “it’s okay” look and turned to walk towards other teachers.

Only then did Han Chaosheng open his mouth with a smile: “Xiaobing, I couldn’t say it just now, but I can tell you now.”

“Teacher Han, what is it?” Yang Xiaobing asked.

“Your independent admission didn’t pass,” Han Chaosheng said.

Yang Xiaobing gasped, unable to help but say, “Before, my scores and performance were all A+. Why—”

“Because after careful consideration, we believe your potential is insufficient, which means you don’t have much of a future,” Han Chaosheng said.

“Yes, I understand,” Yang Xiaobing said, lowering her head.

“Work harder, perhaps you can achieve good results in the national college entrance examination, then there’s still a chance,” Han Chaosheng said.

“Yes, teacher.”

“Also, let me tell you about Xu Yuan’s problem. He’s on the wrong path. In the future, you need to be more careful…”

…

On the other side of the auditorium.

Xu Yuan wandered for a while.

He asked a few teachers some questions.

Then Yang Xiaobing arrived.

Her eyes were red.

“What’s wrong?” Xu Yuan asked in surprise.

“Nothing,” Yang Xiaobing forced a smile.

“Tell me.”

“It’s fine.”

“I’ll go ask that Han fellow directly.”

Xu Yuan was about to move.

Yang Xiaobing was startled and quickly said, “Don’t go—he just thinks I was too rash and told me to reflect, not to be easily used by others in the future, and not to bring people to him again.”

“I argued, saying you’re not that kind of person.”

“He said you haven’t even reached the third stage of Qi Refining yet, and you have dual Gold and Dark spiritual roots, so he told me to be careful of you.”

As if worried Xu Yuan would feel bad, she tugged at his sleeve and whispered, “It was my oversight, don’t be discouraged.”

Xu Yuan glanced into the distance.

He saw Han Chaosheng talking to the principal, looking very polite.

Something wasn’t quite right.

“What else did he say, Xiaobing? Tell me everything,” Xu Yuan said.

“…I didn’t pass the independent admissions,” Yang Xiaobing whispered.

Xu Yuan suddenly turned to look at her.

“It’s fine, there’s still Luofu,” Yang Xiaobing said.

As if afraid Xu Yuan would say something comforting, she quickly continued: “When you work harder, by the end of this year, or next year, you’ll definitely reach the third stage of Qi Refining!”

“Don’t worry about what Teacher Han said.”

“We’ll work hard together, it’ll definitely be fine.”

Yang Xiaobing kept chattering, comforting him.

Xu Yuan listened silently, then looked at Lin Weiliang on the other side of the auditorium.

He suddenly became alert.

Strange.

If Yang Xiaobing indeed had no future and was not a malleable talent—

Then why was Lin Weiliang’s attitude so good?

Lin Weiliang not only praised him but also exceptionally gave him a registration form for the independent admissions training camp!

And he was only at the second stage of Qi Refining, which originally didn’t qualify him!

Two top universities.

One praising, one disparaging.

…He always felt something was wrong.

Where was the problem?

Tsk.

He hadn’t experienced independent admissions before, and his information was too limited to make an effective judgment.

If Jiang Xueyao were here, it would be great.

Wait.

Jiang Xueyao…

She was picked up by a flying skiff right after the exam, saying something happened at home.

Zhao Afei said that flying skiff was very powerful, not something ordinary people could own. How did he put it?

Xu Yuan recalled.

“Azure Sky Brand S-Class Flying Skiff—you can’t buy it even with money, their family seems to be very powerful…”

This means.

Jiang Xueyao’s family must have a profound background.

The Qiongxia Sword was given away just like that.

How could a family like that suddenly have something happen right after the monthly exam?

Monthly exam…

Xu Yuan had a vague premonition.

This was purely a gut feeling developed from his years of struggling in the martial arts world in his previous life.

But it was too blurry.

No basis, no answer.

However—

Since even Jiang Xueyao was called home, it showed that her family also had to handle the situation carefully.

Then he couldn’t rely on her.

Yang Xiaobing and he both came from ordinary families.

There was no one to rely on.

Xu Yuan withdrew his gaze and refocused on Yang Xiaobing.

Her beautiful eyes were red, but she tried hard to smile, saying in a relaxed tone: “Let’s go, let’s look around again.”

“Wait,” Xu Yuan said.

“What’s wrong?” Yang Xiaobing looked up at him.

“Xiaobing, I want to tell you something.”

“What?” Yang Xiaobing asked.

“I declare that Jiuyue University and I are at loggerheads,” Xu Yuan said.

This sounded a bit childish.

An ordinary high school student at loggerheads with a top university?

Anyone who heard it would probably laugh.

“Oh no, I’m fine, you shouldn’t act impulsively either,” Yang Xiaobing said softly, gently tugging his sleeve, swaying back and forth.

Xu Yuan smiled and said, “From now until next year’s Gaokao, anyone who wants to get into Jiuyue will be defeated by me if they meet me.”

“Why?” Yang Xiaobing asked in surprise.

“When you introduced me to others just now, you kept saying I was amazing.” Xu Yuan emphasized his words.

He… minded?

Did she praise him too much, which made Teacher Han dislike it?

So now he also blames her for speaking too assertively?

Yang Xiaobing froze for a moment, then, a little flustered, tried to explain.

Xu Yuan took her hand from her sleeve, shook his head, and slowly continued: “There’s no need to say anything more, that Han Chaosheng knows nothing. You’ve always said I’m amazing, and that’s exactly right.”

“I’m right?” Yang Xiaobing was puzzled.

“Yes, you truly have good taste—even though you don’t know anything,” Xu Yuan swayed, looking smug and nonchalant.

“I… don’t understand,” Yang Xiaobing looked at him.

So he steadied himself, leaned into her ear, and whispered, “The person you introduced to others is actually a peerless hero.”

Peerless hero.

Yang Xiaobing silently repeated it in her mind.

He continued softly and rapidly in her ear: “Any high school senior that Jiuyue favors will be defeated by me, I swear I will achieve this.”

“I will use every victory to prove that your judgment is not wrong.”

“And at the same time, I can prove another thing—”

“That person who said you couldn’t do it is definitely crazy.”

“Xiaobing, you definitely have a brilliant future, you are certainly a natural cultivation genius, you will definitely ascend to the Azure Sky and become a respected top female cultivator.”

“I’ve said it, and I promise that day will come.”

“Trust me.”

Yang Xiaobing was silent for a few breaths, her lips gently pursed, her eyes sparkling as she looked at him.

“Do you really have to fight so many people? It’s too dangerous, Xu Yuan.” She said worriedly.