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    The two figures moved across the ground at an extremely fast speed.

    It was the invigilator and the cursed shadow on him!

    The shockwaves erupted from their conflict continuously vibrated the void, stirring up gusts of wind.

    Nangong Sirui stood not far away, his hands forming a seal, but he couldn’t release any spells.

    “So fast, it’s impossible… my spells can’t keep up at all.”

    He lowered his head in thought, then suddenly shouted,

    “Teacher, save me—”

    “I’m giving up soon!”

    The two figures in mid-air suddenly separated.

    One of the figures shot down like a streak of lightning, roaring with laughter:

    “I’ll kill your examinee first, then let’s see if you still have the will to fight me!”

    In an instant, the figure pounced in front of Nangong Sirui.

    Terror appeared on Nangong Sirui’s face.

    “Die!”

    Clang—

    A loud crash.

    The gray shadow slammed hard into the illusion of a large shield.

    The shield was about seven meters long and wide, appearing illusory and real, covered with images of flying celestial maidens.

    Nangong Sirui stood in the center of the shield, his face no longer showing panic.

    “Catch it!”

    He growled.

    The celestial maidens dancing on the shield reached out their hands, holding the gray shadow still.

    In a flash—

    A burst of lightning suddenly pierced through, slashing a dazzling snowy light from the gray shadow’s body.

    Shen Ye and his horse!

    After one slash, the invigilator suddenly appeared, grabbing the gray shadow with both hands and tearing it in two.

    “Hahahaha!”

    He burst out laughing, his voice full of joy: “These are our Xirang newcomers! This year we win!”

    The gray shadow was completely eradicated.

    The invigilator looked at Nangong Sirui and Shen Ye, a delighted smile on his face:

    “Let’s go! We’ll head back to school first!”

    He sighed slightly.

    One recognized by the ancient divine shield, one inheriting the Hun Tian legacy. In previous years, either one would cause a huge stir.

    All schools would fight tooth and nail to get them.

    But this year, they all belonged to Xirang.

    With this功績 (gōngjì, achievement), he could even be promoted to a higher rank!

    However—

    The invigilators and students of Jialan and Guixu were probably in danger.

    They didn’t have Shen Ye, nor did they have Nangong Sirui.

    —Everyone had to face the cursed shadow on themselves.

    …It’s better to get back to school quickly!

    The examinees rushed over, and seeing that the battle was over, they all breathed a sigh of relief.

    Shen Ye also breathed a sigh of relief, but then suddenly found someone looking at him.

    Nangong Sirui.

    Nangong Sirui opened his folding fan and said with an elegant demeanor:

    “That sword of yours was a bit superfluous. I could have killed it with this.”

    He pulled out a fruit knife with a flick of his wrist.

    Shen Ye was speechless.

    —Still trying to compete?

    Too lazy to bother with you.

    At this moment, a bird flew from a distance and landed on the invigilator’s shoulder.

    “Yunshan Port has fallen! Yunshan Port has fallen!”

    “No one can defeat that disaster. Kunlun is mobilizing more personnel!”

    After saying this, the bird flew high into the sky and sped off in another direction.

    The atmosphere suddenly became tense.

    This time, even the aristocratic children showed looks of horror.

    “Stay calm!”

    The invigilator said slowly:

    “From here to Xirang High School, if we run at full speed, it will take another seven or eight minutes.” “Everyone on your horses!”

    “We’ll march at full speed and get out of here!”

    “Yes!”

    Everyone responded in unison.

    The horses broke into a gallop, shooting out like lightning, traversing the vast wilderness, and running forward with all their might.

    After a while.

    A field of farmland appeared ahead, along with a pond full of lotus leaves.

    Some people dressed in ancient costumes were working in the fields.

    On the official road was a carriage, with two ladies holding pipa sitting inside.

    —This seemed to be an ancient painting.

    “We’ve arrived! Everyone dismount!”

    The invigilator reined in his horse and shouted loudly.

    He dismounted, took out several small colorful flags, and distributed them to the examinees.

    The horses slowly reduced their speed.

    Everyone dismounted.

    Feixue spoke again, “I’ll see you this far, Hun Tian disciple. If anything urgent arises, you can summon me with your identity jade token!”

    “Okay, thank you for seeing me off,” Shen Ye said.

    Feixue nodded at him, then galloped into the distance, quickly disappearing from sight.

    The other horses followed it away.

    Shen Ye looked down at the colorful flag, on which was written:

    “Bud Summer Camp, Museum Day Trip.”

    Summer camp?

    What does this mean?

    He wasn’t the only one with a question mark in his head; some other students also looked bewildered.

    “Remember, you are all members of a tour group. We’ll gather in the hall shortly.”

    “Now follow me!”

    The invigilator led everyone behind a sycamore tree.

    Behind the tree, there was a red-painted fire hydrant, and next to it, a large sign floated in mid-air:

    “No Smoking.”

    The invigilator shouted loudly, “Boys go to the left of the fire hydrant and around to the right; girls go to the right and around to the left!”

    Before he finished speaking, Nangong Sirui had already taken a step ahead, walked to the left of the fire hydrant, and circled around it.

    He disappeared.

    “Next, hurry! Hurry!” the invigilator urged.

    The examinees quickly followed, also circling around as Nangong Sirui had.

    They all disappeared.

    Shen Ye also wanted to step forward, but was stopped by the invigilator.

    “Someone is looking for you. Come over after you’ve spoken.”

    The invigilator pointed his chin at a carriage on the official road and two ladies holding pipa, then left the painting first.

    Now, only Shen Ye was left.

    He hesitated for a moment, then slowly walked towards the carriage.

    The two ladies were originally playing a melody and singing softly, but when they saw him, they put away their pipas, knelt on the carriage, and bowed slightly to him.

    “Who are you two?” Shen Ye asked.

    “We are here to deliver a message,” one of the ladies said.

    “What is it?” Shen Ye asked again.

    “Our eldest young lady has been in seclusion on a certain peak in the Jialan Sky for a long time and has not come out, so the person in that video is not her, and the matter has nothing to do with her,” the other lady said.

    Shen Ye’s heart skipped a beat, and he whispered, “Are you referring to Young Miss—”

    “Song Qingyun,” one of the ladies said.

    “She will soon emerge from seclusion and personally explain this matter to you. We are just here to tell you in advance, hoping you won’t misunderstand our young lady,” the other lady said.

    “It’s not her?” Shen Ye said.

    “Yes, she is in seclusion and doesn’t know what’s happening outside. After we found out, we came to clarify the misunderstanding first. We will report it to her as soon as she comes out of seclusion.”

    “Tonight or tomorrow, she will come out of seclusion, and she will naturally contact you then, and everything will be revealed,” the lady said.

    “Alright, I’ll wait for her explanation,” Shen Ye said.

    The two women bowed slightly again.

    The carriage began to move, and soon it drove away from the road, disappearing into the vast distance.

    Shen Ye shook his head, feeling that everything was becoming increasingly confusing.

    Since she would contact him, he would just wait.

    He walked back, turned right at the fire hydrant—

    The fire hydrant was still there, but the surroundings gradually changed.

    Shen Ye found himself standing in front of an empty exhibition hall. Besides the fire hydrant, there were also his classmates and a woman in business attire.

    The woman, about twenty years old, was holding a folder, wearing black-rimmed glasses, and smiled at Shen Ye:

    “Welcome, new student.”

    Shen Ye noticed an ID badge pinned to her chest:

    “World Museum Docent, Yang Yingzhen.”

    Wait.

    Is this a museum?

    Shen Ye looked around and saw that it was indeed an exhibition hall, but a “Temporarily Closed for Maintenance” sign hung at the entrance, so no visitors were coming in.

    The walls were sturdy and hard, the floor clean and tidy, and the ceiling was high, about seven or eight meters.

    Faint light streamed down, illuminating the ancient paintings displayed behind the glass with striking clarity.

    That painting depicted an endless expanse of fields, farmers busy planting, and lotus leaves swaying in the pond.

    It was exactly where he had been standing before!

    —So he came out of a painting?

    “Do you know Xirang High School is actually in the World Museum?” Shen Ye asked Xiao Mengyu.

    “I know, but ordinary people can’t know this, otherwise it will cause unnecessary trouble,” Xiao Mengyu said.

    “You knew all along?” Shen Ye was surprised and asked in a low voice.

    “Of course, I learned it when I was little,” Xiao Mengyu also whispered, “The World Museum has the most extensive and valuable collection, and it’s built on top of a grand tomb. Xirang High School is responsible for excavating the tomb.”

    “Excavating a tomb? Is it finished?”

    “No.”

    Shen Ye was stunned.

    A grand tomb…

    According to his memory, the World Museum was built by the World Government and is one of the most important cultural institutions in the entire world.

    It is located in the incredibly prosperous Yujing.

    This is also the seat of the World Government, the core city of the entire world.

    Ordinary people only know this much.

    Ordinary people with more informed sources would know that one of the three major high schools is located here.

    But as for its exact location, not everyone knows.

    —Who would have thought it was in this museum?

    Yang Yingzhen waved to everyone, smiling:

    “Everyone, please follow me.”

    She wore a megaphone, and like a true museum docent, she began to introduce as she walked:

    “Welcome, everyone!”

    “In previous years, examinees would undergo identity collection and verification after gathering, and then they could happily go back for summer vacation.”

    “But this year, something seems to have gone wrong—”

    “Yunshan Port has fallen.”

    “All entities near Yunshan Port have been afflicted by an unknown curse.”

    “To ensure everyone’s safety and to prevent the curse from causing harm, the school has made a new decision—”

    “The new student entrance training will begin early.”

    As she spoke, she led everyone out.

    The exhibition halls outside were open, but since it was a weekday, there weren’t many visitors.

    “Under this land of Yujing, there is the most significant archaeological excavation in human history, which is why even the World Government has moved here, solely to protect the relics.”

    “As for our Xirang High School, we must also rely on these relics for study and training.”

    “So the school is within this museum.”

    Shen Ye stared at Yang Yingzhen, and he saw a faint light emanating from her.

    Two lines of small text appeared next to Yang Yingzhen:

    “Mystic Speech is activated.”

    “People outside the scope of this spell will hear drastically different content.”

    Shen Ye looked around again.

    The tourists listened to Yang Yingzhen’s introduction while thoughtfully looking at various exhibits.

    —So they were hearing the true descriptions of the exhibits?

    Quite an interesting spell.

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