Jia Nan Academy.
The plaza was packed with people, and the elders were growing impatient, feeling that the Misty Cloud Sect had deceived them.
Great Elder Su Qian said in a deep voice:
"Wait one final day."
Compared to the beginning, more than half of the watching students had already left.
"Xun'er, let's go."
Xiao Yu said boredly to Xiao Xun'er:
"What Space Wormhole? What Changqing Holy Son? The Misty Cloud Sect is just lying!"
Xiao Xun'er's elegant little face remained perfectly calm.
Hearing Xiao Yu's words, she shook her head and said softly:
"It's fine. I'll wait a little longer."
Xiao Yu gave Xiao Xun'er a strange look.
It was her first time seeing the usually placid Xiao Xun'er display such stubbornness over something.
At that moment, the three talented students of the Outer Academy—Bai Shan, Wu Hao, and Hu Jia—approached together, prompting the other students to exclaim and make way for them.
"Oh, Xun'er is still here!"
Seeing Xiao Xun'er in her green lotus-patterned dress, all three of their eyes lit up.
Hu Jia reacted faster, though. His red robes fluttered as he squeezed past Bai Shan and Wu Hao, arriving at Xiao Xun'er's side with a smile.
"Xun'er has been waiting here for several days. Are you that interested in this Changqing Holy Son?"
Upon hearing this, Bai Shan's eyes gradually narrowed.
Xiao Xun'er shook her head and smiled.
"No, I'm only interested in the Space Wormhole."
The instant her words fell—
The tranquil space above the plaza suddenly began to ripple, like a lake ruffled by the wind.
Under countless shocked gazes, space was like a piece of soft cloth being pulled by some mysterious force, gradually forming a deep tunnel resembling an enormous pen holder.
At the same time, the energy throughout this stretch of