10 - The Heroine Insists on Being My Master

Because Wen Jiayin couldn't recognize all the characters, Xinyun used this as an excuse to delay sending his disciple to the school for several days. It was only under the headmaster's repeated urging that he had no choice but to hand her over to his senior brother. The first time she climbed onto the back of a white crane, Wen Jiayin was filled with wonder, touching everything in sight. Xinyun secured a spiritual power strap on Wen Jiayin to prevent her from falling off halfway through the journey. "Master, you don't have to worry. Mantou will take me to school, so there's no need to be concerned." Mantou was the name Wen Jiayin had chosen for the immortal crane she rode. Her nickname was Rice Cake, so calling the white crane Mantou seemed perfectly harmonious. "Don't play around on the way, be careful not to fall off in the middle of the air, and come back early after school." Even knowing that Wen Jiayin was well-behaved, unlike those mischievous children, Xinyun cautioned her repeatedly. "Got it, Master! See you later!" Wen Jiayin waved, and the crane cried loudly before spreading its wings and soaring into the azure sky. Due to the influence of schools from her past life, Wen Jiayin held an inexplicable reverence for educational institutions. So even though Xinyun told her she could go a bit later, she still arrived an hour early. The school in Jingdao Sect was mainly for those disciples who hadn't yet apprenticed under a master. Here, disciples from various peaks, excluding Lingjian Peak, who were above the Golden Core stage, would be responsible for teaching the newcomers the basics. After all, the path of cultivation was inherently mysterious, and without a guiding mentor, it was hard for those with slightly weaker talents to even step through the door. The reason disciples like Wen Jiayin, who already had a Master, were also required to attend school for some time was due to the current headmaster's policy. After ascending to the position, he found the conflict between the inner and outer disciples had grown significantly. Many prodigious talents increasingly put themselves on a pedestal, creating a huge divide between the core disciples and ordinary disciples. Continuing down this path was detrimental to the harmony and unity within the sect. Thus, he came up with a solution to nurture camaraderie among all children when they were young. Alongside this, it allowed core disciples to systematically learn about the common knowledge of the cultivation world since, in this regard, their masters might not cover all areas. This way, disciples wouldn't be seen as naive targets during their trials and adventures, lacking common sense yet being wealthy... This approach proved somewhat effective over time, though not without drawbacks. On the upside, core disciples indeed mingled with ordinary ones; however, a negative aspect emerged, such as children who became as savvy as seasoned professionals at a young age, which was not an isolated case. Long term, this could indeed lead to significant issues. Nevertheless, this major issue had yet to fully develop, though a new problem was already on its way to the school, carried by an immortal crane. The headmaster was about to face real headaches. The crane landed steadily at the school's entrance, where two or three children were already present. Seeing the crane descend from the sky, their eyes filled with curiosity and envy. This must be the disciple of an elder, else why would they arrive with an immortal crane? However, this face seemed unfamiliar; they hadn't seen her in the past few days of classes. Wen Jiayin untied the spiritual power strap and jumped off Mantou. "Thank you, this is your reward." Wen Jiayin took out two silver fish from her storage bag and fed them to Mantou. These were the crane's favorite snacks. After receiving the reward, Mantou cried out twice in delight. "You can go play for now and come back to pick me up later." Wen Jiayin patted Mantou's wing. Mantou stretched its neck and rubbed against Wen Jiayin's cheek, nearly messing up the hair Xinyun had carefully combed for her that morning. "Alright, alright, be good, stop that." Wen Jiayin was tickled by Mantou and had to laugh as she gently pushed its head away. With a light trill, Mantou finally flew away from the school. Wen Jiayin tidied her hair and then turned to enter her classroom. Inside, a few children eyed the new classmate without blinking, making Wen Jiayin feel embarrassed. There were many desks in the classroom, none bearing any books to indicate ownership. Based on her past life's experience, children usually settled into their seats within the first few days of school. If she accidentally sat in an occupied seat, who knows how much trouble the child might cause. "Hello, sorry to interrupt, but could you tell me which seats are unoccupied?" Wen Jiayin approached a group of three children in the classroom, convinced that her tone and expression were polite enough. However, the children still seemed very nervous. "I-I don't know. There are many seats. I haven't really noticed. I'm sorry..." The girl speaking seemed on the verge of tears. "I'm sorry, I don't know either. All the front seats are taken, and I haven't looked back during class..." Although this girl didn't seem as on the brink of tears as the first, she too appeared very anxious. Am I some sort of monster? Wen Jiayin was puzzled by the two girls' reactions. "Oh, there is definitely one empty spot! It's over there." The last child, a plump little boy, directly pointed to a seat in the third row from the back. "Thank you!" Wen Jiayin expressed her gratitude and headed to the indicated seat. "Oh my gosh, how could you suggest that seat?" The first girl, now with reddened eyes, scolded the plump boy. "Zhi Chang'an is already pitiful enough..." "Don't say that." The second girl tugged at the first girl's sleeve. "I-I only knew that seat was empty, I didn't know..." The plump boy looked a bit foolish, realizing he might have done something wrong, nervously biting his finger. Wen Jiayin sat down and looked around, feeling that ever since she arrived, those three children had been unusually silent. Wasn't it her first time here? Why were they so afraid of her? How strange... As time passed, more students entered the classroom. Sitting at the back, Wen Jiayin didn't attract much attention from the newcomers, which made the atmosphere much livelier. After a while, Wen Jiayin suddenly heard a commotion outside, followed by a large group flooding in. In the middle of the crowd was a familiar face, the little princess Chu Mingqi, who had been the most boisterous on the immortal boat. As a core disciple, it wasn't surprising that she became the object of everyone's attention. Just as class was about to start and Wen Jiayin thought the seat next to her would remain empty, a slightly disheveled figure darted in and sat beside her. Wen Jiayin was taken aback, though her new seatmate was even more startled, falling to the floor with a thud. The sound was quite loud, but in the noisy environment, it didn't draw much attention. "It's you!" Wen Jiayin's eyes lit up. Wasn't this the little half-demon she'd found in the bushes back then? "You ran off before I could bring my Master over. They couldn't find you. Did those brats catch you? I brought some fasting pills today, would you like some?" The half-demon girl kept her head down, silently setting the chair upright and ignoring Wen Jiayin. But Wen Jiayin noticed new wounds on her face that hadn't been there before. Well, it seemed the answer to the first question was clear without being spoken. Those brats were really annoying. Even in the cultivation world, bullying like this was still a thing. Wen Jiayin frowned, preparing to speak when suddenly she heard a "bang" as her desk was slammed. A figure loomed over her, and Wen Jiayin looked up into the young yet stern face. "Who said you could sit there?" Ah, another familiar face. Wasn't this the brat who flung a talisman at her face on the immortal boat? "Is this seat taken?" Wen Jiayin glanced at the trembling half-demon beside her, who didn't dare to utter a word, so Wen Jiayin turned back to the brat with the sour expression. "No one, but I'm telling you to move!" Quite the bratty statement. "If no one's sitting here, why can't I?" Wen Jiayin thought for a moment and then added, "And who are you exactly? Why should I listen to you?" Wen Jiayin asked this genuinely, wanting to know the other party's identity. But to the brat, it sounded downright provocative, and her expression turned explosive. The classroom fell silent, and some children, sensing the tension, were already poised to escape through the windows. After all, when two Qi Refinement cultivators had a falling out, ordinary folks like them couldn't handle the fallout. Author's Note: Thank you to the little angels who voted or provided nutrients between 2022-01-2823:44:37~2022-01-2923:29:53~ Thanks to the little angel who threw a landmine: Kan 1; Thanks to the little angels who provided nutrients: Zichu Yunqi, 48296533, A Peeking Junyi with 10 bottles each; Excited Kai Kitchen 5 bottles; Sweet-toothed Pikachu, 547159802 bottles each; XYH, Mu Mian 1 bottle each; Thank you all so much for your support, I'll keep working hard! No pop-up ads on this site.