"Brother Chen, this place seems pretty fun. Even our Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect couldn't meet standards like these." Ning Rongrong's words pulled Mu Chen back to reality.
"No, requirements that are too harsh will only lead this academy to ruin at its current stage. It doesn't yet have the right to set such high admission standards.
Rongrong, it's your turn!" Mu Chen said, shaking his head.
Ning Rongrong then placed forty Gold Soul Coins into the wooden box, paying Zhu Zhuqing's registration fee as well.
Although Zhu Zhuqing did not say anything directly, she remembered this matter. Once she received this month's Spirit Hall soul master subsidy, she could slowly pay the money back.
"What? At only twelve years old, you've already reached rank 33 as a Soul Elder.
But does your family know you came here?" the old man asked in surprise.
"You have no reason not to accept me. I just thought this place might be more fun.
And you blond guy, if you keep looking at me with those disgusting eyes, I'll have Brother Chen teach you a proper lesson!" Ning Rongrong said gently at first, but when she looked at Dai Mubai, her eyes were filled with disgust.
That blond bastard had been holding twin sisters just a few days ago, and today he had set his sights on her.
As the young lady of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, how could she possibly put up with that? Especially with Brother Chen by her side, Ning Rongrong felt it was necessary to draw a clear line between herself and that lecherous tiger.
"Mubai! Watch yourself. Very good, your talent is exceptional. You may now become an official student of the academy," the old man said with a smile.
Yet his heart was brimming with