Chapter Thirty-Four Clarifying Identities

  "You're actually Miss Ling?" Ji Yunyang was also shocked beyond words.

  Although he hadn't been in Kyoto for a few years, he had still heard rumors about Miss Ling's family. No wonder he always felt that the name was familiar, but he couldn't connect the infamous Ling family's useless Miss with the person in front of him.

  Looking at Ji Yunyang's dazed expression, Ling Wushuang smiled softly and said, "Who I am, is that important?"

  "Peerless" Ji Yunyang was taken aback for a moment, then smiled wryly. Ah, this wasn't important; what mattered was that Peerless was a friend he acknowledged, and that would never change!

  "Indeed, it's the young lady from the Ling family." The old director's eyebrows were flecked with white, and he narrowed his eyes as he sized up the outstanding girl in front of him. Then he nodded and smiled: "No wonder that old scoundrel has been grinning from ear to ear these days."

  That old man mentioned his headache-inducing granddaughter, who was a tomboy, but this time, as soon as he talked about his precious little granddaughter, he instantly beamed with joy, his mouth almost splitting open. Today, seeing this young lady from the Ling family, she indeed lived up to what that old man said, transformed beyond recognition.

  Ling Wushuang, although only fifteen years old, had a tall and slender figure, which complemented the simple sky-blue robe she wore. A single wide silk ribbon tied up her ponytail high on her head, revealing a fair and smooth forehead. Her face was refreshingly beautiful, with an air of cold arrogance that also hinted at a lazy and mischievous aura, making her stand out from the crowd in an instant.

  "How is this possible? This little girl, she's really a waste of the Ling family?"

  "Cut, someone caught Tian Xuan's powerful blow with their bare hands. Are you still a waste? If so, we might as well buy a rope and hang ourselves."

  "It's just that, I don't even know what level her Xuanli has reached"

  Everyone was talking at once, chatting excitedly, this is really hard to believe.

  "Defeated by a single blow from Tian Xuan, the strong one?" The old principal heard the surrounding discussions and was shocked. His eyes secretly glanced at Wei Jin's pale face, his eyes were bright and sharp, sizing up the situation around him, and he roughly understood what had happened.

  The old principal just smiled and stroked his beard, asking: "Actually coming to Canaan College to report, do you have an admission letter?"

  Jinlin is not a thing in the pool, once encountered wind and rain, it turns into a dragon. He said that thinking back to those years, Ling Hua and other geniuses, his daughter, how could she be so mediocre? Ling Qingtian, that old man who refuses to die, now finally has some hope.

  "Nature has its own way." Ling Wu said no more, took out a letter from his bosom and handed it to the old principal.

  "...". The old principal nodded and took it over, just glimpsing the familiar handwriting on the envelope, instantly raising his head to stare at Ling Wu Shuang, his expression shocked, "It's actually a letter of admission written by Tian Ye himself."

  "What? An admission letter written by Principal Tianye himself!"

  "Is this an admission letter written personally by Principal Tian?"

  The people around, whether they were college teachers or students, all showed a look of surprise.

  Who is Tianye Yun? The number one master recognized by the four nations, and also the only sacred pharmacist. He became a guest lecturer at Donglin Academy solely because of the old principal's past kindness, which was also one of the reasons why people like Jiang Guifei were so wary of the old principal.

  "Could it be that the great Master Tianye is going to take Ling Wushuang as his apprentice?" The surrounding students stared at the admission letter handed over by Ling Wushuang, their faces flushed with excitement, as if they had seen a rare treasure, and couldn't wait to rush forward and snatch it away.

  Professor Tianye personally wrote the admission letter, which is unprecedented in Canaan College. It's a great honor to be guided by Professor Tianye, let alone study alongside him!

  "Unrivaled, something so big, you didn't even tell me!" Ji Yunyang looked surprised, like a little wife, complaining out loud. Then, her eyes sparkled, and she slapped her forehead, suddenly realizing: "That means, as long as I follow you, I'll definitely get to see Lord Tianye!"

  Ji Yunyang was abnormally excited, he was simply too lucky. If Tianye Daren accepted Ling Wushuang as his disciple, with this relationship, would his Breaking Fate Pill still be a problem? Hahaha, Ji Yunyang laughed wildly in his heart, his eyes tightly fixed on Ling Wushuang, emitting a wolf-like glow.

  "As for being so excited, isn't it just a broken Elixir of Resurgence?" Ling Wusuo's mouth twitched.

  "Isn't it just a Breaking Fate Pill?" He was actually being looked down upon, Ji Yun Yang's face suddenly twitched with anger, his hands crossed over his chest, stuttering: "You think the Breaking Fate Pill is some kind of cabbage? You'd better give me one to see!"

  "A bottle? I'll give you one later." Ling Wu's eyebrows rose slightly as he smiled and teased, "Don't burst yourself at that time."

  "This is what you said, so I'll remember it." Ji Yunyang hummed, but misunderstood Ling Wushuang's meaning. He secretly pouted his mouth, wishing that he could also be taken as a disciple by Tianye, then he wouldn't have to worry about the elixir.

  "Hahaha" The old principal was amused by the two, put the letter back in his arms, turned around and walked towards the gate of Canaan Academy, but a basin of cold water was poured on Ji Yun's head. "Tian Ye is not in the academy today, I'll take you there first."

  "Alright, then I'll have to trouble you, Dean." Ling Wu Xiang nodded and walked alongside the old dean.

  "What? Not here again, what a waste of a trip!" Ji Yunyang's shoulders slumped as he stood by the door, his handsome eyebrows twisted in distress for half a day, staring at Ling Wusuo's back, shouting like he was leaving a last will: "Wusuo, don't forget my Po'e Dan, Po'e Dan, you must remember!"

  Ling Wushuang turned her head and gave him a cold glance, "Follow me"

  This guy, if he doesn't get his Buwadan today, he definitely won't be able to sleep tonight.

  "What's going on?" Ji Yunyang was puzzled, Tian Ye wasn't around, and he wasn't at the Canaan Academy either. What was he doing following him? Ji Yunyang shrugged and didn't say much, quickly catching up to Ling Wushuang.

  The students around couldn't help but cast admiring glances, and some even jealously exclaimed, "He's really bragging, Tian Ye just wrote an admission letter, whether he can follow him or not is another story."

  "It is indeed" Although everyone knows it in their hearts, there are still some people who are unwilling to accept it and follow along.

  "Ah, almost forgot," the old director turned his head to look at Jiang Guifei, who was in a sorry state, and only then remembered that someone had been directly ignored by him. His stern eyes gleamed with a hint of sharpness, it was unclear whether he truly didn't know or was pretending not to know, as he asked: "Jiang Guifei, what's going on here?"

  "This palace...!" Concubine Jiang gritted her teeth, endured for a moment, still unable to swallow this breath, and with a fierce wave of her wide sleeve, said in a low voice: "Old Dean"

  "At that time, Ling Wushuang suddenly turned his head, smiled harmlessly and interrupted: "Actually, it's nothing. We met Jiang Guifei at the entrance of the college by chance, admired her beauty, had a pleasant conversation, and conducted an in-depth discussion on the issue of 'all under heaven are the king's land'. After several rounds of conversation, we simply clicked."

  Deliberately emphasizing the phrase "under the sky, all is the king's land", Ling Wu Shuang's words were like a needle wrapped in cotton, spoken with an unchanged face and a steady heart. However, the people around her listened with eyes widening and mouths agape, thinking to themselves: "This woman is really talented!"

  As for the issue of everything under heaven being the king's land, they discussed it with great pleasure. And so, they brought down to earth the heavenly beauty of Concubine Jiang.

  Was a profound exploration conducted? Or was it just a casual agreement? As a result, the royal princess's big tooth was slapped away with one palm.

  Ling Wushuang finished speaking, her beautiful eyes gleaming with a subtle light. Finally, she added one more sentence, neither lightly nor heavily, "......what do you say, Princess Jiang?"

  A threat? Oh no, how could this be a threat, Ling Wu asked with an exceptionally soft tone.

  "You, you, shut up for me" Jiang Guifei squeezed out these few words from between her teeth, almost didn't faint backwards.

  Xue Er's careless words were overheard by the people around her. With the power of the Jiang family, it wouldn't be a problem to suppress them and she would never let them reach the Emperor's ears. But if this dead old man in front of her found out, that would be disastrous. Thinking of this, Concubine Jiang could only swallow her anger.

  Seeing Jiang Guifei's face twisted, as if she had eaten a dead mouse, unable to swallow or spit it out, Ji Yunyang grinned, her belly almost laughing in spasms.

  "It was like that. Then, Princess Jiang, please excuse yourself, I will leave first." The old director nodded thoughtfully and turned to leave.

  "Imperial Noble Consort, this time we didn't quite get to enjoy ourselves fully. The green hills remain unchanged, the clear waters flow forever; then let's, have another appointment in the future." Ling Wusuo raised an eyebrow, her voice slightly rising at the end of the sentence, leaving behind these words as she floated away.

  "This woman is definitely someone you can't afford to mess with." Even the people around her couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat. This wasn't enough, and if they were to meet again, it's likely that not even their lives would be spared.