Progress to higher education

  "Go to Azure Flame Academy and get the top three places in this year's Magic Warrior Tournament at Azure Flame Academy!" Bluebeard said slowly, staring at Xiaoming.

  Xia Mingqi said: "Go to Cang Yan Academy and get the top three in the Magic Martial Arts Conference? Why is that?"

  Bluebeard sneered coldly: "This involves the dispute between our Sacred Council and the Sanctuary, our Sacred Council has always been the strongest force on the continent in name, but in recent years those guys from the Sanctuary have been closely following us, constantly vying openly and secretly..."

  Bluebeard said halfway, suddenly shut his mouth, and was silent for a while before saying: "This involves the secrets of our Sacred Council. You will understand slowly later. In short, one sentence, do your best to get the top three in this year's Azure Flame Academy Magic Martial Arts Conference, can you do it?"

  Xia Ming vaguely understood the meaning of Bluebeard's words. The so-called sanctuary is similar to Christianity on Earth in the Middle Ages, spreading doctrine and believing in illusory gods.

  In recent years, the Temple's power has grown extremely rapidly, with a tendency to surpass others. The Sacred Council would not sit idly by and wait for death. The friction between the two major forces has been continuous. This Demon Martial Assembly is probably just the tip of the iceberg...

  Xia Ming thought, Bluebeard said again: "Young man, as long as you can get into the top three of the Magic Martial Arts Conference, I will exceptionally promote you to a Three-Star Executor. At that time, there won't be many people in the Dark Temple who are higher than your level. Are you up for it?"

  This is actually a pretty good deal, anyway, failing the mission doesn't result in any losses.

  "Alright."

  "Very good!" Bluebeard nodded in satisfaction, saying: "Take this, it's your admission certificate to the Cangyan Academy. Later, you'll still need to go through a series of assessments before formally enrolling, but you kid will definitely be fine, don't worry, I'll keep in touch with you at all times!"

  Bluebeard handed Xiaoming a gilt-edged cover letter, which was the admission certificate of Cangyan Academy.

  The two of them discussed some more details and sipped on iced lotus flower juice, chatting and laughing.

  "When are you planning to leave?" Anthony asked Xiaoming with a big gulp of ice cream, making Bluebeard wince in pain.

  Since I'm going to attend Cang Yan Academy, I can't stay here anymore. I have to hurry up and report for registration.

  Xia Ming thought for a moment: "Tomorrow then." He wasn't one who liked to drag things out either.

  Taking this opportunity, Xiaoming poured out all the difficulties he encountered when practicing magic and asked Anthony one by one. At first, Anthony could answer without thinking, but as Xiaoming's questions gradually deepened, some questions even made Anthony think for a moment to accurately answer, which was also astonishing to Bluebeard.

  Anthony was rather pleased, saying: "You going to the Cangyan Academy is a good choice, the title of the first of the four academies of the Cangyan Academy is not called in vain. Moreover, being with young people is better than listening to us old men's lectures all day..."

  Bluebeard was an important figure in the Sacred Council, of course, didn't have so much free time to stay there, and after chatting for a few more sentences, he hurriedly left.

  Anthony and Xiaoming also discussed magic for a while, and as it was getting late, they went to bed early.

  Xia Ming didn't indulge in daydreams or rest, but instead had some expectations for the upcoming academy life. Tang Ge, Xia Luo Ke, and Su Wei Wei were all students of Cang Yan Academy, and even three thousand years ago, the legendary Orlando, God of Magic, was also a student of Cang Yan Academy. Such a school naturally made Xia Ming extremely expectant.

  In this expectation, the sunshine of the second day has already spilled into the window.

  Early in the morning, Xiaoming was directly pushed out of the door by Anthony. The old master casually handed Xiaoming a thick book of magic notes and then reminded him: "This is the magic note I sorted out last night, take it with you, if you don't understand anything come find me. Also, the principal of Cangyan Academy, Roger, is also an old friend of mine, if there's anything just mention my name..."

  In Anthony's chatter, Xia Ming waved his hand and bid farewell to the old master.

  ……

  Cangyan Academy, the first of the four academies of the Human Kingdom, has a long history and has always been known as the number one school in the world. Countless powerful individuals have emerged from Cangyan Academy, and being able to graduate from here is equivalent to having a golden signboard, no matter which empire you are in, you can find an extremely good job, and becoming a noble is not a problem at all.

  Xia Ming was standing outside the gate of Cang Yan Academy at this time.

  At the entrance of Cangyan Academy, a huge stone monument stood upright, with the four characters "Cangyan Academy" inscribed on it using magical seals. The four characters emitted a burst of flames, attracting the attention of passersby.

  Inside the college, a statue was erected. All of these statues are famous figures on the mainland who graduated from Cangyan College.

  The largest and most prominent statue is that of Orlando, the legendary first magician under the starry sky three thousand years ago.

  Innumerable statues stand, the divine charm of which can still be discerned, reminiscent of the legendary figures' demeanor in their heyday, making one's blood boil with excitement, as if longing to coexist with them in the same era.

  The campus is bustling with people, obviously it's the time for new semester registration again, people coming and going like fish crossing the river, endless.

  Xia Ming found the admissions officer at the entrance of the college, handed over the golden admission certificate, and after the officer filed it away, he pointed to Xia Ming and said: "This student, your admission certificate is no problem, now you can go take the pre-school test. We will assign classes and instructors based on your qualifications..."

  Xia Ming nodded in understanding, and after looking around, he saw a place with a particularly long line of students waiting, presumably the place for aptitude testing.

  He walked quickly over, and Xiaoming saw that it was an old man with a messy beard, sitting cross-legged at the front, holding something that looked like a ruler in his hand. The ruler emitted a crystal-like glow, full of magical elements, and was not ordinary.

  "Classmates, I'm Lan Ning, your guest professor, and I'll be in charge of detecting your talents!" The old man named Lan Ning chuckled to himself.

  Lan Ning rubbed his hands together, grinning at everyone with an enchanting smile, and said in a tempting tone: "Have you all seen the ruler in my hand? It's called the Quantitative Heaven Ruler! Its function is to test your innate talents with the utmost precision. Don't underestimate this ruler, it's the only treasure on the continent, even Orlando used it to test his qualifications 3,000 years ago!"

  "Alright, youngsters! Do you want to possess the unparalleled martial power that can conquer thousands of armies? Do you want to own a city, become nobility, grasp power and wealth? Want to own the most beautiful woman on the continent and revel in pleasure every night? Then come test your innate talent! As long as your innate talent is strong enough, possessing all these things is only a matter of time!"

  These words made those young people perk up their ears, and they all stared at Old Man Lan Ning with sparkling eyes, clearly all tempted by the idea and eager to rush up and test their natural talent.

  Lan Ning's old man saw that the fire was sufficient, and he pounded his chest loudly: "This ruler of mine is a treasure passed down through generations, with twelve degrees on it, representing the strength of the twelve levels of heavenly talent! Ordinary people's heavenly talent can only reach level ten at most. But legend has it that our college's most famous student in thousands of years, Orlando, had a heavenly talent of eleven levels! Who among you wants to try?"

  These words made the young people eager to give it a try.

  "I'm coming!"

  "I'm coming too!"

  "Go on one side, I came first, you line up and go!"

  The students all rushed forward and started grabbing, and the scene suddenly became chaotic.

  "Don't push, don't push, everyone has a share! Line up properly!"

  Lan Ning smiled and waved his hand, indicating for everyone to maintain order, then made a lewd gesture under the watchful eyes of the crowd.

  His thumb and index finger rubbed together, a greedy glint in his eyes, as he shouted out in a crazed tone: "Each student gets one test, 100 gold coins for the privilege, thank you!"

  Xia Ming: "......"