78: Canaan College Admissions

"Little Han Han!"

Lin Fei rushed to Mo Yuhan in a few steps, ignoring the still-hot medicine cauldron beside her, and reached out to pinch Mo Yuhan’s face, which was slightly flushed from alchemy, making him look exceptionally cute.

"Big sister misses you so much! What good stuff are you refining again? Hurry and let big sister see!"

A sweet, warm fragrance emanated from her, instantly dispelling the medicinal smell and heat in the alchemy room.

Mo Yuhan instinctively recoiled.

Almost at the same moment, Xue Mei subtly moved half a step forward, precisely blocking the space between Mo Yuhan and Lin Fei, her cool eyes calmly sweeping over Lin Fei's outstretched hand.

Lin Fei's hand froze in mid-air, and she pouted unhappily: "Hey! Xue Ice Cube, what do you mean? I'm talking to Little Han Han!"

"Yu Han has just completed high-intensity alchemy and needs quiet."

Xue Mei's voice had little fluctuation, but it carried an undeniable meaning.

"Hmph! Only you care so much!"

Lin Fei stomped her foot, but in the end, she didn't force herself to touch Mo Yuhan again. She just walked around Xue Mei, leaned closer to Mo Yuhan, and blinked her big eyes.

"Little Han Han, people from Canaan Academy are coming to the city to recruit tomorrow! You've been asking our teacher to keep an eye out for it, so you're definitely going, right? I'm also planning to join Canaan Academy. How about we go together?"

Her words came out like a rapid-fire cannon, full of anticipation.

Suddenly, Xue Mei's cool gaze flickered slightly, her voice showing no fluctuation: "My father also hopes for me to join Canaan Academy."

Lin Fei stuck out her tongue and rolled her eyes: "If you want to go, just say so. Why beat around the bush?"

Xue Mei miraculously did not retort Lin Fei.

Mo Yuhan looked at the two older sisters in front of him, so different in style yet equally outstanding, and smiled helplessly: "Since that's the case, let's go together."

Frank looked at the two equally outstanding girls, so different in style, surrounding Mo Yuhan, and shook his head with a helpless smile.

He often heard his old friend Otto say that his disciple Lin Fei was about to be 'taken away' by Mo Yuhan.

Frank looked at Mo Yuhan and said seriously: "Xiao Han, since you've decided to go to Canaan Academy, that's good. The resources and horizons there are far beyond what Black Rock City can offer."

"Your talent needs a broader world to fully bloom. Tomorrow, go and see."

Although he was a bit reluctant for Mo Yuhan, this talented disciple, to leave, Frank was also a reasonable person.

His achievements were limited, and he couldn't help Mo Yuhan solve Bibi Dong's injury problem, so he naturally wouldn't hinder Mo Yuhan from joining Canaan Academy.

Mo Yuhan felt the faint coolness emanating from Xue Mei beside him and the undisguised enthusiasm from Lin Fei. He looked up to meet his teacher's expectant gaze and nodded vigorously.

The next day, Black Rock City's central plaza was bustling with people, like boiling water, the clamorous heat almost overturning the sky.

The normally empty space was now packed to the brim with a dense crowd.

Young boys and girls, their faces a mix of nervousness, excitement, apprehension, and longing, accompanied by their elders, gazed intently at the temporarily cleared area in the center of the plaza.

The immense roar of noise almost lifted the roofs of the surrounding buildings.

Only students who met the admission requirements could come to test their potential.

And on the high platform, there were several figures, standing out like cranes among chickens, instantly drawing the focus of everyone's attention.

The crowd was shoulder to shoulder, countless gazes converging on the temporarily erected high platform in the center of the plaza.

There, a deep blue banner, symbolizing Canaan Academy and embroidered with the academy's special emblem, fluttered in the hot summer wind.

To one side of the high platform, a long table was set up, behind which sat the core figure of Canaan Academy's current recruitment—Instructor Ruo Lin.

She wore a well-tailored, aqua-green instructor's long dress, the fabric soft and form-fitting, perfectly accentuating her full and graceful mature figure, exuding a captivating, mature charm refined by the years.

Her beauty was not the delicate charm of a young girl, but a gentle, jade-like, mellow, wine-like allure.

Her chestnut-colored long hair was loosely tied up, with a few strands lazily falling by her cheeks.

On her exquisite oval face, her skin was fair and delicate, her willow-like eyebrows curved, and her eyes, as they moved, were as gentle as the warmest spring sun, or like the clear stream trickling down a mountain, enough to soothe the most restless heart.

A gentle and reassuring faint smile played on the corners of her lips as she meticulously sorted through the registration roster on the table.

And a half-step behind Instructor Ruo Lin, stood two other young girls, also dressed in the light blue standard robes of Canaan Academy—Xiao Yu and her good friend Xue Ni.

Their appearance instantly drew at least half of the male gazes in the venue, and even attracted envious and jealous stares from many young girls.

At this moment, Xiao Yu was wearing Canaan Academy's distinctive light blue, silver-trimmed uniform, outlining her tall and agile figure.

What truly made it impossible to look away were the legs encased in the academy's long pants.

Long, straight, and shapely, they extended from slender ankles all the way to her rounded, perky buttocks, forming a breathtakingly sensual curve, full of wild beauty.

These long legs, encased in tight-fitting pants, were shapely and long, with a breathtakingly smooth line, full of astonishing elasticity and a sense of power, as if containing speed that could erupt at any moment.

And at her waist hung an ancient longsword, with simple patterns engraved on its scabbard.

Xiao Yu's appearance was also extremely beautiful; unlike Ruo Lin's gentle and soft beauty, Xiao Yu's beauty carried a heroic and vibrant vitality, like a swift horse galloping against the wind on the prairie.

And Xue Ni, beside her, naturally did not fall behind.

Her brown long hair was casually tied into a ponytail, and her chest boasted a pair of full breasts that could no longer be described as merely 'luxurious'.

Her waist was slender, and her rounded, delicate buttocks were exceptionally perky. Although her looks were slightly inferior to Xiao Yu's, her extremely hot devilish figure was even more eye-catching.

At this moment, Xiao Yu and Xue Ni, with their bright and spirited big eyes, were observing the surging crowd below with a mix of curiosity and scrutiny, maintaining order.

Because this recruitment coincided with Xiao Yu's holiday return home, and it was with Instructor Ruo Lin, whom she was familiar with, and her good friend Xue Ni also happened to be there.

The next stop was Wutan City, so she decided to accompany Ruo Lin to the recruitment.

Xiao Yu slightly raised her beautifully contoured chin, her gaze carrying the poise and faint scrutiny of a Canaan Academy student as she scanned the bustling heads below, her rosy lips slightly pursed, appearing both proud and cool.

Yet, deep within her eyes, a hint of expectation occasionally flickered, difficult to detect—the next stop was Wutan City, and the path home was closer.

At this moment, Ruo Lin was using her soft voice to clearly explain the grading rules to the students who had already passed the admission requirements and were waiting for testing, her voice not loud, yet clearly audible to the outer perimeter.

"Potential grading weighs both bone age and current strength. For those under twenty years old, Dou Qi Stage Eight is F-level; Stage Nine, E-level; One-star Dou Zhe, D-level; Two-star Dou Zhe, C-level... and so on. The highest, S-level potential, requires reaching Five-star Dou Zhe."

Ruo Lin's voice was like a spring breeze caressing a zither string, pleasant to the ear, carrying the power to soothe hearts.

"Quiet! Maintain order! The test will begin soon!"

Xiao Yu's clear voice, imbued with a trace of Dou Qi, distinctly suppressed the clamor below, causing the restless crowd to calm down slightly.

Xue Ni teased from the side: "Yu'er is so cool, let me touch you!"

"...Be serious."

Xiao Yu helplessly rubbed her forehead.