Ye Xiyue took this matter to heart and planned to go to Xia Shang Auction House to ask about it when she had time.
If it's not there either, you may have to think of other ways.
Although she knew there was little hope, she still wanted to try her best.
On the one hand, Song Zheng helped her a lot. On the other hand, if Song Zheng can really reshape his body, his strength will definitely increase greatly, and he will become a stronger trump card for her!
...
The day passes by in a hurry.
On this day, the elder students from Xuanbing College and Qianfeng College finally arrived in the Imperial Capital.
To show sincerity, Elder Mu Lingzhi of Nanshan College personally led people to greet him.
Early in the morning, Nanshan College became extremely lively.
There are people coming and going, and there is constant noise.
Ye Xiyue's residence was relatively remote, and she could vaguely hear a lot of noise.
She got up and tidied up briefly, and looked out the window a few times.
I didn't know it until I looked at it, but I realized that there were several figures walking by on a road not too far away from my courtyard.
There were two old men in front of them. One of them was very familiar to Ye Xiyue - his master, Elder Xuanhai. But the other one next to him was very unfamiliar.
The two elders walked side by side and seemed to be talking about something.
At first glance, the two of them were talking happily, but Ye Xiyue knew her master too well.
Even at such a distance, Ye Xiyue was still keenly aware that Master's mood did not seem to be as good as it appeared on the surface.
The old man next to him is not tall, slightly fat, and always has a smile on his face.
But when speaking, he raised his chin and put one hand behind his back, maintaining a high posture.
Ye Xiyue vaguely noticed that the atmosphere was a little tense.
Behind the two of them were about ten students.
Those students were all wearing sky blue robes with silver patterns embroidered on their chests. They were obviously not students of Nanshan College.
Ye Xiyue suddenly remembered that according to past rules, when an elite meeting was held, the elders and students of the three major colleges would live in the host college.
This year it is held by Nanshan College, so people from Xuanbing College and Qianfeng College will naturally come here.
No wonder Master went out to greet him himself...
Ye Xiyue thought like this.
I just don’t know which college this group of people are from.
On the other side, Elder Mo Sang was also laughing and talking to Elder Xuan Hai.
“I haven’t been here for several years, but Nanshan College is still exactly the same as before!”
Elder Xuanhai pretended not to hear such polite words and only dealt with them politely.
Elder Mo Sang was of the same age as him, and he was also a powerful Spirit Emperor. The two had fought against each other several times, and each had their own victory or defeat. It was a draw.
Both of them regard each other as a fierce rival, and no matter what happens, they will compete overtly and covertly.
Today is no exception.
"Ah, you can't say that. I heard that some time ago, something happened to the Miluo Mirror during the final assessment of Nanshan College? Xuanhai, is this true?"
Elder Mo Sang was still smiling, but his words were not so popular.
Elder Xuanhai sneered in his heart, but it didn't show on his face, and said calmly:
"There was a little unexpected problem, but it's not very important."
"oh?"
Elder Mo Sang obviously didn’t believe it.
"I remember that the Miluo Mirror was one of the treasures of the first dean of Nanshan College. If something happens to it, how can it be a minor problem?"
In his words, the intention of taking pleasure in others' misfortunes is obvious.
