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Huang Quan City.
The students of the first class were assigned the mission of working with the city army to fight the Blood Tribe. However, all the Blood Tribe cultivators within a five-hundred-kilometer radius had been eliminated, so all they were doing was to stand on the city walls and stare off blankly into the distance.
Some of the students suggested venturing further into the Dark Marshlands, but those suggestions were all rejected by Sword Immortal Ling Xiao. The Blood Tribe had already reacted to the current situation, so there was a good chance of being ambushed if they continued recklessly.
After their previous battle, even the neighboring cities benefited greatly. Many of the other classes were mysteriously left with nothing to do. All of them stared off into the distance every day while waiting for the enemies that were never going to appear.
Previously, there had been a few occasional sightings of Blood Tribe patrols, but now, there weren’t even any mosquitoes to be seen.
One day, An Lin set up a mahjong table on the city wall.
The city patrol task was assigned to his disciple. Xiao Ze’s divine sense as a mighty figure at the pinnacle of the Return to Void Intermediate Stage was powerful beyond belief, so using him as the patrol of the city was even more effective than employing an entire first-rate sect to do the same job.
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A dainty smile appeared on Xu Xiaolan’s face as she exulted. “I win!”
An Lin, Da Bai, and Xuanyuan Cheng all heaved forlorn sighs as Xiao Chou handed over eight stuffed buns ignored by Da Bai as the spoils of war.
All the surrounding students stood around An Lin and the others with scorching desires in their eyes. They wanted to eat mahjong too. Ptui! They wanted to play stuffed buns too… Whatever, you get the point.
A hundred steamers meant a total of a thousand stuffed buns, which was enough for them to play for an entire day.
An Lin saw the yearning in Su Qianyun’s dreamy eyes and voluntarily relinquished his spot for her. “Come on, you have a go.”
“Huh? Can I? I’m not very good.” Su Qianyun was a little hesitant as she looked at the mahjong pieces on the table with a mixture of anxiety and curiosity on her face.
“That’s alright, you’ll only be losing stuffed buns anyway!” An Lin offered an encouraging smile.
Thus, An Lin was replaced by Su Qianyun on the mahjong table.
The spectating students gradually watched and learned the rules of mahjong, and they created some mahjong pieces of their own to play with. However, instead of stuffed buns ignored by Da Bai as the spoils of war, they used spirit stones and pills instead.
Gradually, a mahjong epidemic spread across the top of the city wall.
At the same time, Sword Immortal Ling Xiao and City Lord Cheng Fei were making their way toward the city wall.
“Haha, Mr. Ling Xiao, your students truly are the top young prodigies of this continent! Such responsible and powerful students are like the dazzling new stars of the Heavenly Court. They will be sure to light up the entire Kingdom of the Nine States with their radiance someday!” City Lord Cheng Fei chuckled as he offered words of praise.
Sword Immortal Ling Xiao was extremely proud to hear this, but he still maintained a humble smile. “You’re far too kind, Mr. Cheng Fei. They still have a long way to go! Your army is very well-trained, and they are definitely worthy guardians of our borders. I was spectating their training not too long ago, and I discovered that they were all extremely proficient in all aspects of war, and their unity was quite a sight to behold. It is all because of their efforts that the borders of the Kingdom of the Nine States have remained safe from invasion.”
The two of them exchanged flattery as they appeared scaled the steps to the top of the city wall.
They were shocked by the sight before them.
“Pung!”
“Haha, you’re sh*t!”
“Discard!”
“Discard, discard, discard…”
“Pung again!”
“I won!”
“Ptui! You’re missing a piece! Do you even know how to play?!”
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All the students were gambling in groups atop the city wall.
Aside from the students playing mahjong, there were also some students huddled together in quiet groups while playing Landlords together…
This was an unimaginable scene to Sword Immortal Ling Xiao!
Even City Lord Cheng Fei’s lips twitched, and he felt like he had been slapped in the face. The students that he had just been complimenting were gambling together like a bunch of delinquents…
Sword Immortal Ling Xiao turned his eyes upon the soldiers atop the city wall. Although they would shoot glances at the gambling students from time to time, they never left their posts and stuck to their duties. They were doing a far better job than his students in this aspect.
Thankfully, he spoke modestly about his students earlier. Otherwise, if he had praised his students in front of the City Lord, he would be dying of embarrassment!
However, thinking about it now, these students were only around twenty years old, and most of their time was spent on cultivation. They had never experienced military-style regimented training, so it was quite understandable that there was a large disparity in discipline between the soldiers and his students.
“Ahem, students, what are you all doing?!” Sword Immortal Ling Xiao repressed his rage as he asked.
“Pung!”
“Chow!”
“Haha…”
Sword Immortal Ling Xiao’s skin crawled, and he was just about to flare up in anger.
At this moment, a student raised his hand. “Reporting to the homeroom teacher, we’re playing mahjong.”
Sword Immortal Ling Xiao’s face convulsed.
No sh*t! I wasn’t actually asking what you were doing! It was a rhetorical question to express my displeasure!
Had cultivation impaired the cognitive function of all his students?!
Some of the students were able to read between the lines and replied with an explanation, “Senior Xiao Ze is on patrol. His divine sense is extremely powerful; if he can’t detect something, then we definitely won’t be able to either, so we might as well do something else.”
Sword Immortal Ling Xiao’s rage faltered slightly upon hearing this. The student’s response was quite reasonable, to the extent that he didn’t know how to scold them anymore…
He turned his eyes upon a certain spot on the city wall, where a young boy with delicate features was sitting with his eyes closed tightly, as if he was meditating.
That young boy was none other than the massive coattail Xiao Ze, who had been tasked with ensuring the safety of Huang Quan City.
Sword Immortal Ling Xiao felt like Xiao Ze was in a bit of a strange state. Why was his body swaying slightly from side to side?
He made his way over to Xiao Ze to find that there was drool flowing from the corners of his lips, and his body was swaying in the wind…
Sword Immortal Ling Xiao’s chest constricted upon seeing this. This was the f*cking massive coattail that had been tasked with ensuring the safety of the city? Are you sure he wasn’t sleeping?!
My God…
He had to teach these students a lesson!
Sword Immortal Ling Xiao felt like there was no time like the present for him to instill some values upon his students.
An Lin made his way over to Tina, where she too sat with her eyes tightly closed, but she really was meditating as opposed to sleeping.
An Lin poked a finger at her delicate cheek to find that it was warm and supple, a bit like the texture of a freshly peeled hardboiled egg.
Tina awakened from her meditative state before blinking her dazzling emerald eyes. She then turned toward An Lin.
“How is the Divine Mirror World going?” An Lin asked.
The Divine Mirror World was a name An Lin and Tina had decided on together.
“Well…” A peculiar expression appeared on Tina’s face as she extended a finger toward An Lin’s forehead. “Why don’t you see for yourself?”
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