Chapter 31 Exorcist 1
Chapter 31 Exorcist 1
The disciplinary officer established his authority with a single move, and Cai Fei was in a good mood.
In preparation for the Group B competition, the academy arranged an Illusion Array Trial in the afternoon, with 20 spirit stones awarded for each entry.
Cai Fei was short of money and couldn't go for the time being, so he stayed in the library reading books.
They didn't return to the mountain where the Earth Class lived until the sun was setting and nearing the mountains.
"Here to check up on me? You think you're so great?"
On the big tree by the threshing ground, Feng Xiangguo and his two companions were still pinned there by the dagger. Seeing Cai Fei walk onto the early morning repair threshing ground, Feng Xiangguo couldn't help but feel angry.
Cai Fei didn't answer, and instead squatted down in front of Feng Xiangguo.
The three were still being punished, which was within his expectations. As long as Feng Xiangguo was ambitious, he would definitely want to know how to get that 100 million.
To his surprise, the remaining five members of the group of eight did not go to the illusion array; they were all present at the moment.
The four people sat crookedly playing cards on one side, while Wei Yiye leaned against the root of a big tree reading a book. Hearing the noise, they only glanced up casually and then continued as before.
Cai Fei nodded secretly to himself.
This Feng Xiangguo seems to have some talent. He looks like a rough and unruly man, but he can win over someone like Wei Yiye and unite this small group so well. This person is definitely not simple.
Most of the students in the "Earth Class" are between 16 and 24 years old. They have been in the academy for many years, and their small groups have been formed for a long time with very strong relationships.
Having just arrived, it's no wonder there were so many conflicts when someone suddenly jumped out and wanted to lead the class!
"Kid, tell me how to get that million, or I'll fight you to the death!" Feng Xiangguo glared at Cai Fei and threatened.
"It's impossible to get a million right away," Cai Fei said with a smile, then looked at Feng Xiangguo's expression and said seriously, "But I do have a way—I'll go home and get the money in a bit, and I'll come back the day after tomorrow and prove it to you."
"You—are—the—best—to—prove it!" Feng Xiangguo stared at him, spitting out each word one by one.
"How about we make a gentleman's agreement?" Cai Fei smiled. "20. If I can't come up with that amount, I'll make you ride it around once, and you'll bark all the while. If I do come up with that amount, I won't make you ride it, but you're not allowed to cause trouble in class again. How about that?"
"20?" Feng Xiangguo sneered. "I can scrape together 20 by going home. You call that making money?"
The Feng family is a large stronghold in Longshafang, with a population of over ten thousand and dozens of cultivators. If they really wanted to raise the money, two hundred thousand would be no problem at all.
"Then it'll be 30." Cai Fei still smiled. "You should know that there are only two cultivators in my Wujialing. It's much harder for me to raise 30 than for you to raise 100 million, right?"
"50." Feng Xiangguo glared at Cai Feidao. "If you can get 50 right now, I guarantee you'll maintain classroom discipline. Not only will a few of us not cause trouble, but the whole class will be quiet—anyone who does will be beaten to a pulp!"
"Okay!" Cai Fei stood up readily, reached out and patted Feng Xiangguo on the shoulder, "It's a deal."
"It's a deal," Feng Xiangguo agreed without hesitation.
A quarter of an hour later, Cai Fei left the academy and flew to the Huaguo Mountain post station on his paper kite.
The overall shape of Aolai Island resembles an upside-down gourd, with its mouth located at the southernmost point, furthest from the mainland. Huaguo Mountain is like a small seed spit out of the gourd's mouth, perched a hundred miles above the East China Sea, outside Aolai Island.
A celestial shuttle travels daily between north and south, from Jingtianfang at the northernmost point to Huaguoshan, an island outside the main island, with two trips a day, one in the morning and one in the evening.
Students at the academy receive a discount, but the price is still quite high—fifty spirit stones one way, so most students only go back a few times a year.
Beside the post station, a wooden shuttle shaped like a boat was ready to go. The shuttle was about twenty feet long and was made entirely of high-grade spirit wood. The hull was engraved with windproof and shock-absorbing runes, and a fierce-looking Bixie was carved on the bow. It was said to be used to scare away the monsters in the sea.
The monk who was collecting the fees checked the academy's waist token, forced a formulaic smile, collected fifty spirit stones, and then let him board the ship.
After the ban was lifted, many tourists came to Huaguo Mountain.
Most of them were cultivators from various parts of the Heavenly Realm who came on a "pilgrimage" to see the legend of the Great Sage. They usually arrived in the morning and returned in the evening, so there were quite a few people in this group in the evening.
When Cai Fei boarded the ship, there were already more than a hundred passengers scattered on the deck, some standing and some sitting. Some stood quietly looking at the sea and sky scenery, some talked about the past of the Monkey King, and some chatted about Taoist scriptures and doctrines...
Cai Fei was about to find a quiet corner to meditate when he looked up and saw seven people sitting cross-legged in the middle of the deck.
They were all Foundation Establishment cultivators.
Once the aura was activated, no one stayed within two zhang around him, leaving a large empty space in the very center. He couldn't pretend he couldn't see it.
There were six men and one woman, all dressed in black Taoist robes with blue and green auspicious clouds and celestial horses embroidered on their chests and red swords embroidered on their shoulders. They were very eye-catching and were the mark of the Heavenly Court's "Demon Exterminators"!
After Aolai was unsealed, the demon hunters' mission was completed, and it was rumored that most of them had returned to the Ninth Heaven. However, it is now the end of April, and these seven people are still in Aolai, and they all appeared on the flying shuttle.
The demon hunters are infamous!
Over the past century, countless geniuses in Aolai who had reached the pinnacle of Qi cultivation were once full of vigor one night, only to be blocked at the mountain gate by exorcists the next day. They were labeled as "possessed by demons" or "communicating with demons," and their souls were forcibly searched, sometimes even their cultivation was destroyed.
Rumor has it that their targets are primarily those at the ninth level of Qi Refining, but occasionally they also prey on young geniuses with lower cultivation levels.
Recalling the satirical poem about "the son of Aolai" that he had posted a while ago, Cai Fei's heart suddenly raced, his breathing became erratic, sweat poured down his back, and his feet involuntarily moved towards the crowd on the side.
But as soon as he turned his foot, he felt a wisp of icy divine consciousness wrap around him, like a snake's tongue licking his ankle.
Foundation Establishment cultivators are indeed very perceptive!
Cai Fei quickly realized what was happening—he took a deep breath, forced himself to calm down, turned his toes, took a few steps toward the seven people, stopped two zhang away, bowed deeply, and stammered to the only female cultivator in the middle, "Hello...Teacher Fang."
This female cultivator is named Fang Yingyue. She is the only scholar in the Demon Extermination Group and is responsible for liaising with the Heavenly Court. In addition, she also serves as an advisor to the academy and occasionally tells students stories about "slaying demons and eliminating evil spirits".
Two months ago, she was specially hired by the academy as a formal teacher, responsible for teaching numerology to the "Heaven" and "Earth" classes. People thought it was a job change, but she was still in the group of seven!
This teacher is extremely biased in his teaching.
For the top-performing students, she answered all their questions without reservation and even took the initiative to answer their questions after class; for the lower-performing students, she simply read from the textbook, left on time, and didn't say a word more.
However, having attended classes for nearly two months, she was somewhat familiar with Cai Fei. Upon hearing Cai Fei's voice, Fang Yingyue, who had been meditating with her eyes closed, opened her eyes, glanced at him, and nodded casually without responding.
Instead, it was the middle-aged male cultivator beside her, with a gloomy face and a long scar on his face, who spoke up: "Academy student? Going home at this hour? Aren't you going to class tomorrow?"
The wisp of divine consciousness that entwined around him came from this person.
Cai Feiqiang composed himself, bowed again to the scarred male cultivator, and replied, "There are only two cultivators in my family. The Flame Grass has matured, and I need to go back to help."
Late April is the harvest season for first-tier Flame Grass. Cockroaches love this spiritual herb and will come to steal it by smelling its aroma. They will swarm over and soon turn the entire spiritual field into barren land. Therefore, cultivators must be present during the harvest season.
The male cultivator waved his hand, indicating that Cai Fei could step back.
A mixture of spiritual energy, a fourth-tier cultivation level—this child's future is limited.
The wisp of divine sense casually circled around Cai Fei's dantian, but ultimately did not forcibly probe into it.
Cai Fei did not dare to stop him at all, and just as the male cultivator waved his hand, his divine sense suddenly disappeared.
The alarm was finally lifted. Cai Fei bowed to the seven people again, took a few steps back while still bent over, and then looked up to find a place to sit cross-legged in a quiet spot.
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