Reborn as the daughter of Qian Daoliu

Chapter 7 : Teacher Liu

Under Spirit Hall’s careful fostering, a group of elite Spirit Masters emerges within each generation — The Golden Generation of Spirit Hall. And it’s precisely them who represent Spirit Hall in this year’s Continental Advanced Spirit Master Academy Elite Tournament.

"What does he possess for the whole canteen to be moved like that? Is it because he's the only one handsome here?" Lin Xiang couldn't help but ask. A girl sitting next to them looked as though she was literally offended by Lin Xiang's question.

"What do you know? Senior Li Ming is the most outstanding spirit master of the year. Even the Supreme Pontiff praises him as Spirit Hall’s Golden Generation, the master of the future. Don't tell me you don't know about the Golden Generation?"

Lin Xiang smiled sheepishly at that. Yun Caihong couldn't contain her curiosity and asked about it. The girl patiently explained.

"The Golden Generation is a group of elite spirit masters of Spirit Hall with astonishing talent. They are the ones, along with other selected spirit master students, who'll participate in the Continental Advanced Spirit Master Academy Elite Tournament. This year, we have two people in Spirit Hall’s Golden Generation. One is Senior Li Ming, whose martial spirit is the Thousand Stars Sword, and Senior Zhang Yuqi, whose martial spirit is the Golden Eagle. At the age of 17, they have already broken through Spirit Power 40, becoming the youngest Spirit Ancestors, a feat no Spirit master had accomplished before. Both of them are our idols." When the girl mentioned them, her eyes were filled with admiration. The nearby girls also nodded in affirmation.

'Becoming a Spirit Ancestor at the age of 17 is a good thing but not remarkable, considering the fact that Hu Liena accomplished that feat at the age of 15.' Looking at Li Ming, the guy oozing overconfidence and arrogance as if he owned the area, Qian Ruoxi rolled her eyes inwardly.

Just another pompous guy.

After finishing her meal, she left for the washroom, informing her friends. When she returned, she saw Lin Xiang still chatting with those two girls, Mei Renyu hearing them in silence, and Yun Caihong talking with a black-haired boy. After her return, the four girls left the canteen and returned directly to their dorm.

Without waiting any more time, Qian Ruoxi sat in a cross-legged position on the bed. She quickly entered a meditative state and started cultivating the Mysterious Heaven Technique. The trio, who had decided to take some rest, quickly abandoned the plan after seeing how diligent their dorm mate was. They sat cross-legged on their respective beds, starting their meditation.

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"Ruoxi, get up. It's time for class," the loud voice of Lin Xiang woke her up from her meditation. Yun Caihong and Mei Renyu had already awakened from their meditation. She nodded at them, took some books, and started to follow them to the teaching area. The last day of recruitment lasts until the afternoon, although there will be no actual classes. Students are needed to attend the afternoon introductory session at their own classes. In this session, they will teach the rules and regulations as well as the punishment for breaking them.

Till now, they didn't get any time to rest after the long journey to the academy, as the academy members believed that not even an ounce of time should be wasted. So they shouldn't waste time by conducting the introductory ceremony tomorrow, instead, conduct it today itself since the afternoon time is full of free time. Even Qian Ruoxi couldn't understand the logic behind that. Shouldn't the students rest from the tiring journey and start afresh for classes? Isn't that good? Mann.... they are only six years old, not some teenagers. Even teenagers could find it hard.

The large gates of the teaching area of the academy were opened wide, and the new students who were now wearing black-colored academy uniforms walked inside in single line. Everyone’s clothing had a Spirit Hall insignia on their left breast pocket, which was the symbol of Spirit Hall.