Two years later, outside Suotuo City.
After resupplying in the city, the group from the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect continued along the southern official road. A considerable crowd had gathered at the entrance to a village ahead.
The wooden gate tower was already somewhat old, with a plaque hanging from it.
Shrek Academy.
Ning Rongrong glanced at it twice from horseback.
This training expedition had lasted for over a month. Ning Fengzhi had not assigned her a personal guard who never left her side this time. The elder leading the group was responsible for the entire team's safety. The dozen or so young disciples traveling together followed the same rules every day regarding how they were divided into groups, who kept watch at night, and who dealt with Spirit Beasts along the way. No one had been specially assigned to remain around her simply because she was the sect master's daughter.
She had been somewhat unaccustomed to it during the first few days, but now she could switch positions with the team, travel through the night, and rarely waited for someone else to step in front of her when unexpected situations arose.
A disciple beside her followed her gaze. "This is an academy too? It doesn't even look as big as one of our sect's training grounds."
The leading elder gave him a glance. "A place's size has nothing to do with its capabilities."
The disciple fell silent awkwardly.
But Ning Rongrong had already noticed the line at the village entrance. Most of them were around her age. At the front, someone was arguing over the registration fee. The elderly man in charge of admissions could not be bothered to explain. His Soul Power suddenly surged outward, and six Spirit Rings rose in succession—two yellow, three purple, and one