I Have A Cultivation World

Chapter 501: 347: Repairing the Sky and Dance Instruments_1

Chapter 501: Chapter 347: Repairing the Sky and Dance Instruments_1

Before leaving for Jumang Daoist Academy, Bian Jingchun challenged Chen Mobai to a duel in the Little Red Sky.

But in their subsequent encounter, she behaved honestly, no longer stubbornly resisting Sword Sha.

Even so, she could only stand her ground for a little while longer.

After losing ten out of ten duels, Bian Jingchun still persisted. She wanted to continue sharpening her newly accomplished Dragon Transformation Scripture Technique through battle. But Chen Mobai, who had by now nearly mastered the Green Flame Sword Slaughter, made an excuse about conserving energy and stopped pummeling her.

At this time, Zhuang Jialan announced that the entire team for the offline exchange had finally gathered.

Among them, aside from Zhongli Tianyu and Zha Jianbai arranged by Chen Mobai himself, there was another familiar face – Jiang Yuyuan.

“Jiang, are you coming to this event alone?”

Chen Mobai curiously asked. After catching sight of him, Chen Mobai remembered that Meng Huang had seemingly sent a message earlier. What did it say?

“Yes. I will graduate next year then head to Xianwu Hall’s Arts Division for further studies. For the near future, apart from cultivating, I will be participating in various performances organized by the officials. So, I want to take advantage of this little bit of freedom to explore different places.”

Jiang Yuyuan was a handsome man, appealing to both sexes. His impeccable physique, handsome face, and slightly tanned skin blended to embody a male charm of gallantry and bravery.

As a promising Gold Core Daoist who could potentially cultivate the Shocking God Sonata, Jiang Yuyuan gradually pulled out of Jade Phoenix Theater Troupe after his Foundation Establishment, with prominent individuals already arranging his path towards Core Formation.

“Sixty years of performances will just meet the minimum required tenure of Xianwu Hall, and I will receive a Liquid Gold Jade Rejuvenation Pill.”

Hearing Jiang Yuyuan’s words, everyone looked at him with envy.

Even the top graduates of Dance Tool Dao Academy like Sun Daoji and Bian Jingchun couldn’t guarantee receiving a Liquid Gold Jade Rejuvenation Pill after sixty years of public service.

Because there were too many people in line.

On the contrary, Chi Shicheng possessed a relatively greater chance of getting the pill since he was a valuable researcher who had completed some challenging projects over the years.

Upon serving the minimum sixty years in Xianwu Hall’s Arts Division, Jiang Yuyuan would receive a Liquid Gold Jade Rejuvenation Pill, naturally eliciting envy from everyone.

“It’s a pity. I guess Meng Huang doesn’t stand a chance. I heard she still hasn’t cultivated the threshold method.”

A member of the student association expressed regret. Hearing this, Jiang Yuyuan slightly furrowed his brows.

“Yeah, but she’s always had limited talent. Unlike us who got in by passing exams. Her failing to establish her foundation is quite normal.”

Upon hearing this, Chen Mobai’s demeanor showed a hint of displeasure. He glanced at the speakers, and one of them who was about to speak instantly fell silent.

“President, Teacher Luo is here.”

Zhuang Jialan, seeing the gloomy atmosphere, rushed over to inform them.

“Jialan, please entertain Senior Jiang and give him the Dance Instruments Red and Black Robe.”

For this trip, they were representing the Dance Tool Dao Academy, so they had to wear uniform clothing. Once the participant list was confirmed, the student association collected each person’s measurements and sought help from the Refining Implement Department to make the robes.

After nodding apologetically to Jiang Yuyuan, whose expression remained unchanged, Chen Mobai headed towards his office.

Although he was technically the leader of the Dance Tool Dao Academy team, the Academy would certainly assign a teacher to support them.

Luckily, this year, the Academy’s collection was open ahead of schedule, and Luo Hezheng had completed his duties early, so he volunteered for the task.

“My main purpose for this trip is to exchange some precious medicinal herbs and elixirs at Jumang Daoist Academy. You can handle the arrangements for the offline exchange.”

The first sentence Luo Hezheng uttered upon meeting stunned Chen Mobai a little, but it was good news to him.

“Understood, Teacher Luo.”

Before long, it was time for their departure.

On the third floor of the student association building, Chen Mobai, with Zhuang Jialan’s assistance, put on his Dance Instruments Red and Black Robe in the president’s office.

By his side, Hua Zijing held a comb, helping him to tie his lush black hair, that had regained its vitality, into a high ponytail.

“This might be the last time you help me do my hair.”

As Chen Mobai sat in front of the mirror, observing his composed demeanor in the long-sleeved robe, he suddenly said this to Hua Zijing, who was standing beside him.

“Of course, from now onwards, Jialan will be the one helping you.”

Hua Zijing, her face tinged with a hint of nostalgia, picked up the Flying Sparrow Hairpin from the table and gracefully inserted it into the bun she had made.

“Which department of Xianwu Hall did you choose?”

Standing up, Chen Mobai asked.

“It wasn’t my choice. I’ve been assigned to a bureau under the civil and political affairs department of Xianwu Hall. I may be sent to a blessed land or a cave dwelling realm for a ten to twenty year initial practice. After which, I will slowly accumulate seniority with hopes of advancing my position through connections.”

Given Hua Zijing’s abilities, becoming a public servant was quite easy. As a disciple of the Dance Tool Dao Academy, she had more networking opportunities than the average individuals for getting a vacancy, which was the toughest part of the journey. However, she was uncertain about her final posting.

She would have to wait for the retirement, or forced retirement, of an existing civil servant in one of the bureaus this year.

“In that case, I hope you get assigned to Danxia City.”

Chen Mobai stroked his chin as he said this. Chen Mobai didn’t intend to become an official after graduation. Instead, he planned to engage in business to earn Good Deed Points. If Hua Zijing were assigned to his hometown, it would indeed be a joyful meeting of old friends.