Chang'an Academy

Lately, visitors to the Chen Clan had been coming in droves, one after another, leaving even the naturally quiet Chen Xiaojun feeling somewhat bothered, let alone the lively Xi Xi.

And so, she dragged Chen Xiaojun, Xiao Yi, Ruia, and Zhu Wuneng along, and under the protection of Ou Ya and Cheng Yun, fled the clamor in search of a peaceful place to enjoy themselves.

At Su Ningxia's suggestion, their group arrived at the renowned Chang'an Soul Master Academy.

Zhongnan Mountain, with its perilous terrain and layer upon layer of peaks, stood proudly upon the earth, a unique branch of the Xie Luo Mountain Range.

Sunlight filtered through the two rows of ancient parasol trees at the entrance of Chang'an Soul Master Academy, scattering mottled light and shadow like a scene from a poem or painting, as Chen Xiaojun and the others leisurely arrived.

"This is the most prestigious Chang'an Soul Master Academy in our Fasinuo Province."

Xi Xi looked around excitedly, curiously taking in this unfamiliar environment.

Suddenly, her gaze was firmly drawn to a beautiful woman below the entrance, and she could not help exclaiming, "Wow, that older sister is as beautiful as someone from a painting!"

The woman looked about twenty-five or twenty-six, her beauty stunning everyone around her.

She had long, glossy black hair that fell over her shoulders like a waterfall, elegant and alluring.

Her high nose bridge, rosy lips, and faint smile made her seem like the warm spring sun, gentle and radiant.

Her posture was upright and her bearing refined. One could tell at a glance that no matter where she was, she would be the center of attention.

Hearing this, Su Ningxia turned her head and looked in the direction Xi Xi indicated, then introduced her with a smile. "That is Teacher