"Bro, can you teach me the method of cultivation?" Dai Yu suddenly asked.

"Cultivation?" Wang Xiaoqiang was surprised and said, "Cultivation is not as easy as composing poetry; it's a very challenging matter. Not only does it involve enduring great physical pain, but it also involves a lot of psychological struggle. Have you considered this? I'm worried you might not be able to handle it."

"Afraid of what? Even someone as delicate as Ann Miaoyi can cultivate, so why can't I?" Dai Yu said stubbornly.

"Alright, if you want to cultivate, I'll teach you the method of cultivation." Wang Xiaoqiang patted Dai Yu's fragrant shoulder and said with a smile.

Soon, the two of them entered the cafeteria of Yueyang Academy, which was huge and filled with students. Upon seeing newcomers Wang Xiaoqiang and Dai Yu, everyone looked up to scrutinize them.

Just like those freshmen who have just entered the academy, paying attention to them was quite normal.

Dai Yu's serene and refined demeanor, coupled with the faint scholarly aura on her face, was quite eye-catching, specifically attracting the attention of male students. Upon seeing Dai Yu, each male student had one thought: they wanted to claim this girl as their own, as a Red Sleeve to add fragrance to their study.

Seeing Dai Yu surprisingly without any cultivation base, the students were even more perplexed. It's known that Yueyang Academy is not a place for mortals; even the staff in the cafeteria possess cultivation, and not a weak one, all above the True Immortal Realm.

How did an ordinary mortal woman get into Yueyang Academy?

At home, Dai Yu always stayed secluded and rarely garnered this much attention. With everyone's eyes on her, Dai Yu appeared somewhat flustered. Wang Xiaoqiang patted her fragrant shoulder to signal her not to be afraid, and after getting two servings of food, they found an empty table to eat.

The meals in Yueyang Academy's cafeteria were quite good, with three dishes and a soup. Though not very lavish, the dishes were exquisite, with leaves of Spirit Grass used instead of vegetables.

These Spirit Grass not only tasted delicious but also helped unlock one's Spiritual Wisdom and boost their cultivation base.

Wang Xiaoqiang was surprised to discover Spirit Grass in the dishes, so he picked out the leaves for Dai Yu, saying, "This is Spirit Grass; eat more. If you decide to cultivate in the future, it will be extremely beneficial for you."

Dai Yu smiled gently upon hearing this, making the male students watching her momentarily dazed, as her smile brought a sense of peace and joy.

At this moment, a male student came over and sat down at their table. Once seated, he flashed a smile, presenting himself as a gentleman, and said to them, "Allow me to introduce myself: Long Yin, ranked seventh among the princes of the dynasty..."

Dai Yu was taken aback, her mouth slightly agape, clearly startled by his identity.

This expression pleased Long Yin because this unwelcomed Seventh Prince could only act impressive among ordinary people; he was extremely insignificant and neglected in the Imperial Palace.

Wang Xiaoqiang's expression remained indifferent, which greatly annoyed Long Yin.

Wang Xiaoqiang already knew that Yueyang Academy housed many princes and imperial descendants, along with several imperial relatives, including Ann Miaoyi and Princess Hua Shao, so encountering a Seventh Prince was nothing peculiar.

With a calm smile, Wang Xiaoqiang said, "Hello, His Highness Long Yin, I'm Wang Xiaoqiang, and this is my sister, Dai Yu."

"Uh, Wang Xiaoqiang, I've heard of you." Suddenly, Long Yin's expression changed, and his tone shifted, his voice abruptly getting louder, "Hey, Wang Xiaoqiang, how did you get into Yueyang Academy??"

His loud question immediately attracted the surrounding students, as this was a sensitive topic that attracted everyone's attention.

Wang Xiaoqiang smiled slyly, "Why don't you guess?"

Long Yin chuckled playfully, "I guess you sneaked in through the back door."

"Why do you think that?"

"Because today's selected students all said they've never seen you before. Hehe..." Laughing as if he had caught Wang Xiaoqiang's weakness, Long Yin felt smug.

Having heard Wang Xiaoqiang entered Yueyang Academy through the back door, some students came over, curious to find out how he did it.

Wang Xiaoqiang smiled openly, "I didn't use the back door. I went through the normal process; I passed the examination to get in."

"You say that, but who will believe you?" Long Yin glanced at the students gathered around. He said with a playful smile.

"Believe it or not, it doesn't matter to me whether you believe it," Wang Xiaoqiang said. "I stand righteous, and naturally, I'm not afraid of others' slander..."

Wang Xiaoqiang's words left everyone astounded, and Long Yin hesitated, pursing his lips, "Wang Xiaoqiang, I'm not slandering you, just curious. Let's do this, I'll give you a chance to redeem yourself..."

Knowing the other party was deliberately causing trouble, Wang Xiaoqiang coldly said, "Not interested. Besides, I'm already innocent; why do I need to be redeemed?"

Seeing Wang Xiaoqiang not taking the bait, Long Yin felt somewhat embarrassed, and desperately said, "Wang Xiaoqiang, if you have guts, compete with me..."

"Why should I compete with you? What benefit would it bring me?" Wang Xiaoqiang retorted with a smile.

"Anything you want, I can satisfy you." Long Yin, seeing Wang Xiaoqiang's unwillingness, made a heavy promise.

"I want the stars in the sky; can you reach them?" Wang Xiaoqiang scoffed.

Long Yin's face flushed with embarrassment, he swallowed awkwardly, "So you're saying you don't dare to compete?"

"Compete in what?"

"In literature." Long Yin said, "You said earlier that you didn't use the back door but entered through normal assessment. Well, competing in literature would prove if you're telling the truth to everyone."

"Literary duel, is it?" Wang Xiaoqiang said, "There's no hierarchy in literature; how can you determine a winner?"

"Of course, a winner can be determined," Long Yin said. "We can gather a group of judges and have them vote for us. Whoever gets more votes wins."

"Then I refuse," Wang Xiaoqiang said. "I just joined the academy and don't know anyone, whereas you have extensive connections here. Pulling a few friends as judges would ensure my loss."

"You can choose the judges," Long Yin said, "As long as they're from Yueyang Academy, pick whoever you want. I have no objections. Moreover, with a large audience of students, although their literary skills vary, they possess basic judgment skills. The superior and inferior can be seen at a glance."

Wang Xiaoqiang replied, "You want to compete with me in literature; is it really just for the competition?"

"To make the competition more enjoyable, let's bet something," Long Yin proposed.

"Bet on what?"

"How about pretending to be a dog? Whoever loses must bark three times like a dog."

The students' faces bore strange smiles, this wager was too eerie. Pretending to be a dog; whoever loses would certainly be tagged with a dog name, unable to raise their head at Yueyang Academy ever again.

"Pretending to be a dog is not as fun as crawling through the pants," Wang Xiaoqiang suddenly said. (To be continued. If you like this work, please go to Qidian (qidian.com) to vote for recommended and monthly tickets. Your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users, please read on m.qidian.com.)

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