The Two Have Love

"This year, it's unimaginable that three freshmen from the poor academy actually passed the test!" The master in charge of statistical data held the file in his hand, his face filled with shock. He glanced at the previous year's report cards, where typically freshmen who passed the test would choose auxiliary courses. But this year, the freshmen excelled in martial energy and divination, which was nothing short of a miracle.

Some people were indifferent, dismissing it as a fluke. They pointed out that one of the opponents had forfeited the game, claiming it didn't mean much.

The masters sat on wooden chairs, exchanging glances and stroking their white beards, unsure of how to proceed with the reward.

Eventually, their attention turned to the master of Youyuan. Originally, the reward was direct entry into the excellent hospital, but now, it posed a dilemma. They had never encountered a situation where they jumped from the poor academy to Youyuan.

"The old man suggests canceling this reward," spoke the master of martial qi cultivation, responsible for Youyuan. He had a serious expression and spoke eloquently, "We can't allow some academy students who are incapable of passing to enter Youyuan due to momentary luck. Dean, as the head of the first academy, even though you're young, you should understand that granting the reward in this manner might cause dissatisfaction among other courtyards. Moreover, the students of Taibai Academy have been carefully selected over the years, and they may be chosen by the War Soul Army in the future. We can't randomly allow three students to break the rules."

Tu Sufeng listened silently, holding a teacup in one hand. He spoke in a calm tone, "This academy believes in upholding the rules of Taibai Academy."

His expression remained unchanged, and a warm smile appeared at the corner of his mouth. Yet, there was an oppressive air that made all the masters feel a profound anger.

The present masters didn't want to witness a confrontation between the dean and the master of the excellent academy, so they quickly interjected, suggesting a compromise. "The reward is still necessary, but Master Li Yan's concerns are not entirely unreasonable, Dean. How about this: those three poor students haven't purchased enough admission items so far. We could reward each of them with one set. That way, their concerns will be resolved."

This suggestion was a suitable compromise, and Master Li Yan of Youyuan readily agreed. He believed that those students were insignificant characters with no future prospects. It would be a waste to give them clothes.

Tu Sufeng didn't say much, but a mischievous smile appeared on his lips. Sooner or later, these people would regret their decision. Little did they know that the three poor students they belittled were none other than the young genius sacrifice of the dynasty and the highly sought-after third prince, Baili Jiajue!

At noon, all the teachers and students gathered at the business institute to announce the test results.

When His Highness learned about the exclusion from Youyuan, he didn't react at all. His cold and clear side profile showed a faint smile, exuding an indescribable air of handsomeness and aloofness.

Nangong Lie expressed his disappointment. "I heard there are many girls in Youyuan, and I wanted to visit."

Helian Weiwei's expression was unpredictable. Her eyes revealed a hint of gloom. The masters assumed she was dissatisfied with the academy's decision. Just as she was about to speak, she asked in a clear voice, "Can these clothes be exchanged for silver tickets?"

The masters remained silent, stunned by her question. It was indeed amusing how much Helian Weiwei, a member of the Helian family, loved silver. It was an unexpected and interesting revelation.

"Hahaha, Ajue, look at the expressions of these old men! It's so funny!" Nangong Lie couldn't contain his laughter. The masters' astonishment was entertaining.

"So, this is the person from the missionary courtyard. It's better to see her in person." The person sitting next to Nangong Lie snorted disdainfully. His arrogant and handsome face wore a mocking smile. Dressed in a luxurious Chinese silver robe, his waist ornaments seemed more extravagant than others. When he went up to receive the award, Helian Weiwei could clearly sense the martial energy emanating from him. It was a voice devoid of warmth, "Don't think that defeating those flawed students from the excellent academy means you're invincible. You're far behind."

With those words, the man gracefully departed. His light white robe gently swayed, and his untied long hair added to his mysterious and menacing presence.

For a moment, everyone's attention was fixed on him. Surprise and whispers filled the air. "It's him! Yuan Lingxuan!"

"Yuan Lingxuan? My goodness, the son of one of the Four Great Families' heads?"

"I heard Yun Lingxuan reached the Earth stage at the age of seven. After so many years, nobody knows his true strength. Recently, the Holy Lord summoned him to the palace to discuss resisting the Xiongnu together."

"Why is even he in Youyuan? They're leaving no opportunity for us ordinary people!"

Gasps and whispers echoed throughout the compound. All eyes were on Yun Lingxuan, the prize winner, and the enigmatic young man.

Helian Weiwei yawned casually as she sat nonchalantly, resting her chin on her hand. The tear mole beside her eye seemed to shimmer.

Baili Jiajue sat next to her, his slender fingers twirling a black jade wrench. Even in the bright sunlight, his fingertips glowed. He showed no hint of difference, as if it didn't matter to him who appeared.

Nangong Lie leaned back casually, placing his arm on the back of the chair, wearing an evil smile on his face.

The three of them sitting together seemed to exude an audacious provocation, causing everyone to look their way.

Yun Lingxuan, standing on the stage, narrowed his eyes coldly. The prizes in his hands were crushed. What a group of fools who didn't know their place! Sooner or later, he would teach them a lesson.

"You see, those are the three people who passed the martial arts test."

As Helian Weiwei entered the ancestral hall of the missionary courtyard, many academy students turned their gaze toward her, whispering amongst themselves. "I heard that the Supreme Master has also taken her as an apprentice. I wonder if she could teach me martial arts."

"Martial arts?" Someone laughed. "Don't dream. Don't you know why the Supreme Master accepted her as an apprentice? She has brought shame to our missionary courtyard by ascending to the throne with her underhanded methods. It's truly outrageous."

A loud thud silenced the room. The people in the ancestral hall immediately stopped their voices.

With an elegant motion, Helian Weiwei withdrew her legs and sat confidently in the midst of the group of gossiping girls, a half-smile on her lips. She looked at them with a cold expression.

The girls exchanged uneasy glances and turned their heads, pretending to be engrossed in the scrolls on the low table.

Helian Weiwei enjoyed the silence and gracefully rested her head on the low table, playing with some small pieces of scrap iron that resembled toys.

Baili Jiajue sat beside her and, upon seeing the scrap iron, his eyes sparkled. His ivory-white fingers reached out and pressed against Helian Weiwei's wrist...