Love letters are not allowed in the exorcism notebook!-Chapter 593 - 16 This Kind of Thing Can’t Be Said Out Loud

Wang Yunxiao got up in the morning and immediately ran to the library.

At this fixed time and place, he could meet the newly updated Li Mumu.

"Which Dharma Gate did you choose last night?"

This was what Wang Yunxiao was most curious about.

Last night, although about 85 students entered the Dreamland, not all students received Cultivation Methods. More than seventy percent of them fell into a coma upon seeing Bai Shanshan for the first time.

This was because their cognitive abilities did not meet the minimum standards, and they simply could not accept more complex knowledge.

It is well known that humans cannot imagine what they have not seen, and Dreamland is the same.

The very existence of Bai Shanshan was already beyond their knowledge range.

You know that Li Bai is a great poet.

But for some people, the Li Bai in their minds is an assassin.

Among the remaining thirty percent of students, only about one-third eventually received Cultivation Methods, roughly just seven or eight people.

Among Wang Yunxiao’s brothers, only Youtiao and Guozi obtained Cultivation Methods from Advisor Outer Path and Uncivilized Righteous Path, respectively, while the rest of the brothers slept soundly, still not awake.

Wang Yunxiao felt that with Eldest Miss Li’s insights, she should have also received a gift.

He was just very curious about which Dharma Gate Li Mumu would choose to cultivate.

"You can also cultivate a Dharma Gate now?"

Li Mumu was very surprised. She always felt that Wang Yunxiao and his gang, usually mingling in the streets, were somewhat of a waste. It was commendable for them to take the Righteous Path.

But revealing that she was mainly practicing the Demon Dharma Gate was something she could never say out loud.

Once it was exposed, the persona she had painstakingly crafted as the gentle and dignified Eldest Miss Li would likely collapse!

"I chose the Chess Herald Dharma Gate. It looks quite interesting."

Last night, Li Mumu actually did not rush to choose. She felt that the Demon Dharma Gate’s cultivation method was very suitable for her, and there was no need to change sects. The cultivation methods of the Twelve Laws weren’t that valuable either. She could always seek guidance from her senior sister if she wanted to practice dual cultivation.

But it wasn’t necessary; she had already learned enough.

She also had a copy of the Chess Herald Outer Path’s Cultivation Method on hand, which she could practice superficially to avoid raising suspicion.

The Chess Herald, well... that wasn’t bad, just hoping it was not a Heretical Path.

Wang Yunxiao nodded, no matter what, it was one of the official three major Dharma Gates to master. Entering it was akin to securing a golden rice bowl, a job guaranteed after graduation.

Of course, Eldest Miss Li might not care about these things.

Just then, he heard Li Mumu ask back, "Which Dharma Gate did you cultivate?"

"Garrison Soldiers!"

Wang Yunxiao spoke solemnly, "Actually, both my parents came from the navy, and I am also a military child. I plan to carry on my father’s legacy and continue to serve the country!"

It’s really embarrassing to be labeled as a ’Dropout’!

Better to be cannon fodder than that.

"Wow! That sounds impressive!"

Li Mumu clapped and laughed, "I heard that Chess Herald, Advisor, and Garrison Soldiers are three professions that need to coordinate in battle. You’ll have to protect me well in the future!"

If you don’t go out and cause trouble, there will be no problems at all!

Wang Yunxiao silently grumbled in his heart, but solemnly said, "With me here, I will definitely protect you!"

Oh, you say it so seriously, it makes me a bit embarrassed.

Li Mumu’s cheeks turned slightly red as she lowered her head in shyness.

The atmosphere at the school today was much more harmonious and clear.

The thorns that had popped up yesterday were mostly flattened by Bai Shanshan using absolute violence.

Many were lying in the dormitory, sound asleep, probably able to sleep until dark.

Some of the students who had woken up were also doubting their lives.

"Why didn’t I receive any cultivation technique inheritance?"

Wang Ying looked at her own hands, filled with self-doubt.

From childhood, whether it was friends and family or mentors and seniors, anyone who had met her had praised her excellent talents. She had even mastered the secret techniques of the North Thirteen Families and went as far as Shaolin to shave her head and learn the arts in pursuit of the pinnacle of the Martial Path.

So excellent, yet why didn’t she receive the inheritance of any cultivation technique last night?

The Twelve Laws, she didn’t understand any of them!

"Because your way of thinking is too rigid." 𝗳𝚛𝚎𝚎𝘄𝕖𝕓𝕟𝕠𝚟𝚎𝕝.𝗰𝕠𝐦

Mu Yusheng, who was sitting at the same desk, absentmindedly flipped through her textbook, speaking softly.

Wang Ying turned to look at her and frowned, "You didn’t receive the inheritance either."

"I’m not like you, little idiot, I’m here for the preliminary competition."

Mu Yusheng scoffed, "That woman wasn’t originally part of this system either. She entered the preliminary competition with me. I lost, but she didn’t win either. True powerhouses must carve out their own path, and if there really was no other choice, who would want to switch to cultivating these ridiculous Twelve Laws!"

Wang Ying asked uncertainly, "What does the preliminary competition mean?"

"You didn’t listen to anything that woman said, did you."

Mu Yusheng shrugged, "The great way has fifty, the heavens produce forty-nine. On this dilapidated ship of Ming Country, there are only forty-nine spots in total, with forty seats taken by its own, including twenty-eight luxury cabins, leaving only nine tickets for outsiders. As far as I know, seven of these tickets have already been reserved, and only two remain."

"Given my noble and prominent status in the past, if I couldn’t even secure one ticket, wouldn’t I become the laughingstock of others?"

Wang Ying curiously asked, "What noble status do you have?"

Mu Yusheng coughed, sat up straight, and said softly, "I was once called the Mother of Life, phonetically translated as Tiamat."

Wang Ying scratched his bald scalp, pondered for a while and said uncertainly, "I don’t know much about Western mythology, but I’ve heard from the senior brothers that gods in the Western world are dime a dozen, practically worthless, not even comparable to the monsters in our mountains, isn’t that so?"

"How can you talk like that! What do you mean, a dime a dozen!"

Mu Yusheng immediately lost her cool, grabbed Wang Ying’s arm, and bit it, only to be punched in the mouth by Wang Ying, her front teeth flying out.

The teacher, who was conducting the class, shouted, "You two, get out!"

Standing outside the classroom, Mu Yusheng spoke angrily, "I am now like a dragon... something about tigers."

"Dragon playing in shallow waters is teased by shrimps, tiger fallen on flat land is bullied by dogs?"

"Right, that’s the phrase!"

Mu Yusheng glared fiercely at Wang Ying, "Just so you know, it’s not that I can’t beat you, but with that woman around, I don’t dare to hit you. Don’t think too highly of yourself. Once others begin their cultivation, it won’t be long before they surpass you!"

"Isn’t that better?"

Wang Ying clenched her small fists, a determined gleam in her eyes, "I came here to challenge the powerful!"