Chapter 2

Qin Yi glared at Ye Futian with intense hatred. Seeing the smile on his face, she couldn't help but recall three years ago, when he was twelve. During the talent assessment, facing many important figures from various academies, his clean face bore a smile that was natural and proud, distinctly different from the nervousness and anxiety of other young boys.

The result of that assessment: Earthly Spirit Perception, Heaven Rank; a natural martial practitioner.

Three years have passed, and while his perception talent remains, his realm has not advanced at all. He is scatterbrained and lazy, and it's rare to see him in the lecture hall. Yet, his eyes are the same as they were three years ago.

"If you don't achieve it, what then?" Qin Yi asked.

"Whatever Senior Sister Qin wants is fine," Ye Futian replied.

"I hope you don't affect Yu Sheng's future," Qin Yi glanced at the resolute young man sitting behind.

Yu Sheng, with a Heaven Rank Metal Attribute Perception, has reached the Eighth Awakening of the Hundred Transformations Realm, surpassing her, who is at the Seventh Awakening of the Profound Realm. His future should not be delayed.

"Alright," Ye Futian nodded, but is that even possible?

Qin Yi walked back to the podium, her beautiful eyes scanning the crowd. "There is one month left until the Autumn Examination. I hope you all make good use of your time. By next year's Spring Examination, a new batch of outer disciples will officially enter the academy. Ling Xiao, you have already reached the Sixth Awakening of the Unparalleled Realm. Feng Qingxue, you have stayed in the Fifth Awakening of the Divine Power Realm for quite some time. I hope you both can advance further by the time of the Spring Examination."

The first realm of cultivation is the Awakening, also known as the Nine Awakenings: Gathering Qi, Body Refinement, Meridian Opening; Iron Bone, Divine Power, Unparalleled; Profound, Hundred Transformations, Unity.

If one can experience seven awakenings and reach the Profound Realm before the age of eighteen, and perform reasonably well in the Spring Examination, they can truly become a formal disciple of the Qingzhou Academy.

"Senior Sister Qin, rest assured," Ling Xiao nodded in response. Feng Qingxue clenched her fist, feeling that she was getting closer to her goal.

"Dismissed," Qin Yi said softly, then walked out of the lecture hall. Many young men's gazes followed her graceful figure until she disappeared. Then, a series of hateful glares were directed at Ye Futian, the scoundrel who had dared to be intimate with their goddess, Senior Sister Qin.

"Ye Futian," a clear and cold voice called out, drawing many people's attention. The speaker was the girl sitting behind Ye Futian, Feng Qingxue.

At fifteen, she had grown into a graceful young woman, with beautiful eyes and delicate features, exuding a sense of purity and beauty. When she stood up, her long and elegant legs were revealed, and her figure was graceful.

"How can you do this?" Feng Qingxue's eyes were filled with anger as she glared at Ye Futian.

Ye Futian, seeing the girl's inexplicable anger, raised an eyebrow and then smiled. "Are you jealous?"

Feng Qingxue's beautiful eyes widened, and she looked at him speechlessly. "How will you explain yourself to Uncle Ye?"

"Explain to Father?" Ye Futian blinked, then remembered his father's comment about Qingxue's well-endowed figure, and his gaze involuntarily fell on her curvaceous form, his expression becoming strange.

"What do you think about all day? We are still young, and the matter of having children can be considered later," Ye Futian said earnestly. As soon as he spoke, the lecture hall fell silent, and many young men felt their anger rise.

This scoundrel, how can he be so shameless? He had just publicly been intimate with Senior Sister Qin, and now he is saying such indecent things to the pure fifteen-year-old girl, Feng Qingxue.

Does he have any sense of shame?

Feng Qingxue was stunned, then remembered the extremely improper joke Uncle Ye had once made to her father, her face turning red. Is this shameless scoundrel deliberately misinterpreting her?

"I mean, if you are expelled from the academy after the Autumn Examination, how will you explain yourself to Uncle Ye?" Feng Qingxue's chest heaved, what is in this guy's head?

Clearly, she did not believe that Ye Futian, who was only at the First Awakening, could pass the upcoming Autumn Examination.

"How could that happen?" Ye Futian looked at the girl and shook his head lightly.

"For three years, you have remained at the First Awakening, yet you still act as you please, talking and laughing freely. I want to ask you, Ye Futian, do you even know how to write the words 'shame' and 'honor'?" A cold and stern voice suddenly rang out, and many people turned to look at the young man sitting behind Feng Qingxue, Ling Xiao.

At the Sixth Awakening of the Unparalleled Realm, Ling Xiao, who followed the Wind Mage path, was undoubtedly one of the most talented among the fifteen-year-old outer disciples of the Qingzhou Academy. He had a good chance of passing the Spring Examination next year and officially entering the academy.

Ling Xiao did not even look up at Ye Futian as he spoke, his gaze fixed on Feng Qingxue. "A lowly existence, yet you speak so lightly to a brilliant young talent. Where do you get the courage and confidence? It just goes to show that ignorance is bliss."

Ling Xiao spoke what many wanted to say but dared not. They all looked at Ye Futian with derision, this guy, in terms of shamelessness, is unmatched.

Yu Sheng, who had somehow walked to Ye Futian's side, exuded a powerful aura, and the derisive gazes became more restrained.

"Brother Yu Sheng," Feng Qingxue called out softly.

"Uh-huh," Yu Sheng nodded casually, his gaze fixed on Ling Xiao, exuding a powerful pressure.

"Ignorance is bliss?" Ye Futian did not become angry at Ling Xiao's derision. He had experienced many such things over the past three years. Some people always liked to step on others to prove their superiority, especially in front of beautiful women.

"Do you think you know a lot?" Ye Futian asked calmly.

"What I know about cultivation is naturally beyond your comprehension," Ling Xiao said calmly. A First Awakening, who rarely appeared in the lecture hall, could not be anything but ignorant.

"How can a warrior defeat a dual-attribute Fire and Metal Mage?" Ye Futian suddenly asked. Ling Xiao was taken aback, then said sarcastically, "Are you showing off your intelligence? Even a single-attribute Mage, as long as they don't let the warrior get close, can almost always remain undefeated in a one-on-one battle."

Mages can use spells, giving them an advantage in one-on-one battles over warriors, which is undeniable. The chances of a warrior winning are extremely low.

"Idiot, if the warrior's realm is higher, they can naturally win," Ye Futian said mockingly. Ling Xiao was taken aback, his face darkening, and the people around him also looked at Ye Futian, finding his question too shameless.

"You are assuming the same realm for different professions. Is that meaningful?" Ling Xiao said sarcastically.

"Same realm, then what if this warrior is a Body Cultivator and has trained in movement techniques?" Ye Futian asked again. Many in the lecture hall were taken aback, showing a thoughtful expression. Body Cultivators have strong explosive power, and if they also train in movement techniques, they can quickly close the distance to engage in close combat with a Mage.

"The Mage you mentioned has Fire and Metal attributes. With Fire spells enveloping them and the strong defense and attack power of Metal, even in close combat, they would not be weaker than a Body Cultivator," Ling Xiao said coldly.

"If this Body Cultivator also trains in a powerful combat technique like Ninefold Rending, combined with their explosive power, do you think the Metal defense would be useful?" Ye Futian said with a hint of disdain. "As for the Mage's attacks, you should know they are meaningless."

Ling Xiao's expression became more serious. Indeed, a Body Cultivator trained in movement techniques could avoid the direct attacks of spells, and theoretically, Ye Futian was right.

"This is just theoretical. It has no practical significance," Ling Xiao naturally could not admit defeat.

"Right, how could a Mage lose to a Warrior?" someone echoed.

"Parroting others, yet calling yourself well-learned and mocking others for being ignorant. I'll ask you a simple question: In the First Awakening of the Gathering Qi Realm, are there differences in cultivation among different people?" Ye Futian asked again.

"Martial practitioners perceive the Earthly Spirit Qi to gather it. Mages are more sensitive to a single attribute of Spirit Qi, making it more pure and powerful, so they gather Qi of a single attribute. If both are martial practitioners, there is no difference. If both are Mages, the Gathering Qi Realm will differ due to different attributes," Ling Xiao explained, considering all factors.

"Idiot," Ye Futian glanced at Ling Xiao with disdain and then turned to leave.

"What do you mean?" Ling Xiao frowned, looking at Ye Futian's back. "Unable to respond, so you pretend to win and leave? Ridiculous."

"This guy is really putting on a show," someone said sarcastically.

However, as they spoke, a brilliant light suddenly appeared around Ye Futian, who was facing away from them. It was a flow of Qi, like a dazzling curtain, and the derisive gazes behind him froze, their expressions becoming particularly vivid.

Ye Futian was in the Gathering Qi Realm, and he was using this to show everyone that his Gathering Qi Realm was different.

Ling Xiao's expression turned slightly dark. The flow of Qi around him, radiating light, was this really the First Awakening of the Gathering Qi Realm?

Yu Sheng followed Ye Futian out, and their figures quickly disappeared from the door. After they left, the lecture hall was in an uproar.

"This scoundrel's Gathering Qi Realm is really different from others."

"So what? He has stayed in the Gathering Qi Realm for three years, of course it would be a bit different. If we were as lazy as that waste, we could do the same."

"Right, three years in the Gathering Qi Realm, I wonder where he gets the nerve to be so arrogant."

"How dare he speak to Senior Sister Qin and Feng Qingxue like that? Despicable, this scum."

"Ling Xiao, don't take it to heart. No matter how beautiful the theory, if you face him in a real battle, you could crush him with one finger," someone said to Ling Xiao, and many others echoed.

Ling Xiao seemed to be deep in thought, then smiled brightly. Yes, a lowly existence, why should he care too much?

"Qingxue, that guy is too disrespectful. I know you have a good relationship with him since childhood, but you should keep a certain distance," Feng Qingxue's friend, Murong Qing, advised. She had always disliked Ye Futian, who was so low in cultivation yet still acted so smugly.

"That guy is indeed a bit over the line," Feng Qingxue said, somewhat angrily.

"Qingxue," Murong Qing, seeing that Feng Qingxue did not take it seriously, said earnestly, "Can you be more clear-headed? You are about to become a formal disciple of the academy. You should think about your future. His behavior could affect your reputation, and you don't care at all. How will others see you? Is it worth it for a person like him?"

Feng Qingxue's beautiful eyes narrowed; she hadn't thought that much.

"You should mature a bit. In the future, try to avoid him and, if possible, cut ties with him," Murong Qing continued to advise.