The freshman ceremony soon ended, and as soon as the dean and vice-dean left, a crowd of new students surrounded Jin Xiaobao, their eyes full of fervor!
Xiaobao nervously hugged his rose, fearing that it might be snatched away too.
One curious freshman asked, "Xiaobao the genius, how did you manage to score first place? That's amazing!"
Xiaobao looked puzzled, "I just took the test as is..."
The exam at this academy was quite strange; he initially thought it was a game.
"Did you know how to cultivate before? You're probably an experienced cultivator, right? Do you know Sword Flight?" a thirteen or fourteen-year-old girl beside him asked expectantly.
"Sword Flight?" Xiaobao tilted his head and thought for a while, "Xiaobao doesn't know how to do that."
His grandfather once scolded him, asking how the current clan leader of the Ancient Remnant Clan could rely on Flying Sword for travel?
Wouldn't that be a disgrace to the family's reputation?
