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"Miss, ahead is the first stop for cultivation, the Demon Emperor Silver Hall. There are a total of five grades, and only those who can graduate successfully are considered strong. Most of the cultivators here are sent by powerful factions within the Demon Clan, with only a small portion being exceptionally talented Nameless. This place only accepts youths with decent talent. It is said that this academy was founded by the strongest Ancestor of the Demon Clan, who was severely injured after losing a battle against the War God Emperor. Later, he decided that his descendants should become even stronger and devoted all his life’s work to this place. Generations of strong individuals have emerged from here; although they have not completely defeated the gods, the mutual checks among various factions have led to the current tranquility of the Demon Clan. One could say this is a place all ghosts and demons aspire to." Qiong explained carefully to me; I really didn't expect that demons also have schools.
"But Qiong, I am human after all. Can I really cultivate here?"
"Of course, Miss. Your current body is not human but rather in a soul-like state similar to ours. Moreover, there is a powerful force within you; as long as you succeed in your cultivation here, you will definitely be considered strong. Really, I can already sense that your power is unique and mysterious." Qiong looked at me with deep eyes, as if I were some kind of enigma.
"Qiong, stop looking at me like that; we've arrived." Just when I felt uncomfortable under Qiong's gaze, Jian spoke up, truly my savior.
The calmness returned to my ears. At this moment, sitting on the back of the black dragon, I always felt a strange sensation. I couldn't quite describe it, but I knew it came from the black dragon beneath us.
This morning, as I prepared to head to the academy, I heard Grandpa Ronda's proud laughter before I even reached the hall. "Xi Meng, look at what Grandpa Ronda has prepared for you, hehe."
"Come on, let me show you." Before I could react, I was pulled into the garden. There stood a massive black creature, estimated to be over 15 meters long, its hard black scales gleaming in the light and adorned with a pair of long horns. Could this be the legendary dragon? Indeed, "What do you think? This is the black dragon I've prepared for you; it is my treasure Ronda's pride. Today is your first day at the academy; you must make a grand entrance."
"Grandpa Ronda, isn't this a bit too much? I'm just going for cultivation; this is too extravagant." Riding this would attract way too much attention.
"You are my esteemed guest; this black dragon can be large or small for your convenience and safety on your journey. I've already made arrangements with the academy; there will be ghosts there to welcome you. Don't hesitate any longer; I'm getting angry!" He crossed his arms and turned away from me.
"Alright then, thank you Grandpa Ronda." I had no choice but to agree.
"That's more like it! Jian, Qiong, make sure to take good care of her."
"Yes, my lord."
...
Yes, it was the dragon's eyes. From the first moment I saw it, something felt off. That vacant gaze reminded me of the first time I rode an old horse, devoid of any life, a sense of helplessness like a puppet.
This dragon was not just like that; there was also an unsettling aura within it, as if something was suppressing the dragon. What could it be? Just as I was about to ask Qiong, she spoke up, "Miss, we have arrived."
After hesitating for a moment, I still didn't say anything.
"Xi Meng, right? I will be your instructor. My name is Nian. Alright, all the new students have arrived in class; let's talk as we walk." In front of me stood a woman around thirty years old, exuding the aura of a mature human female. Dressed in red, her features were somewhat enchanting, making her quite beautiful. However, her gaze was different from other spirits; it sparkled with something.
The architecture here was magnificent, resembling European manor styles. Two three-meter-tall silver statues stood facing the main entrance—one fierce and intimidating, the other somewhat ethereal and wise. These two elders were the founders of the Demon Emperor Silver Hall and the War God Emperor. Afterward, we entered an ancient castle and reached the second floor. Nian said, "This is your classroom; there are other Students inside. You must remember to avoid revealing your identity as a human Dream Soul Master for your safety. If you have any questions in the future, just ask me."
Nian pushed open the classroom door. I could clearly feel dozens of gazes directed at me. "Everyone pay attention; this is the last new Student to join us. Her name is Xi Meng, so please take care of her," Nian said with a smile. I quickly responded, "Hello everyone, I am Xi Meng, please take care of me!" After saying that, I bowed.
"What is she doing?" "Where is she from? She's so strange."
"Hahahahaha..." At that moment, laughter erupted from below. "How interesting." Oh no, I had used a human way to greet them; this is the underworld! I awkwardly glanced at Nian, who shook her head with a helpless smile. "Alright, Xi Meng, you can take a seat down there."
And so began my first day of learning in the underworld.
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