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Grand Secretary Fang and Priest Wu had acknowledged Feng Wu’s abilities. Hence, they decided to treat her as their equal.

Once she was acknowledged by the professionals, they instantly became much more approachable.

Xuan Yi was flustered by Grand Secretary Fang’s prompting.

Grandaunt? He was never going to call Feng Wu that!

“Grandpa…” The corner of Xuan Yi’s mouth twitched a little.

Only a couple of months earlier in Northern Border City, he had felt so superior over Feng Wu. But now, he was told to call her grandaunt?

Feng Wu gave Xuan Yi a half-smile. Xuan Yi had always been a serious and prim guy, and she found it so amusing to see him like this.

“By the way, Xiao Wu, why are you here?” General Secretary Fang led Feng Wu inside in an affable manner and completely forgot about Xuan Yi.

Rubbing his nose, Xuan Yi followed the old man in silence.

Feng Wu said, “I heard that you’re the honorary president of Imperial College?”

Grand Secretary Fang waved his hand. “It’s just a nominal thing, and I’m a deputy president.”

“I’m the real head of the formation department. Xiao Wu, feel free to ask me anything,” Priest Wu interjected in a hurry.

Feng Wu smiled. “I’m talking to the right people, then. I want to apply for Imperial College this year.”

What?!

Everyone was astonished!

Grand Secretary Fang was shocked. “Are you kidding me? Imperial College? Why do you even need to study in Imperial College?”

Priest Wu said, “With what you can do with formations, Imperial College is way below your level. I can make you a guest advisor directly.”

Feng Wu shook her head.

Priest Wu stared at Feng Wu, looking alarmed. “Hey, kiddo, you’re pushing it! I can make you a deputy president of the formation department at most. You can’t have the president position. It’s mine.”

Grand Secretary Fang glared at Priest Wu. “Why can’t she have it? I’m entitled to a vote. If it were up to me, I’d choose Xiao Wu over you any time.”

“Old Fang, you’re asking for a fight!”

“Bring it on!”

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The two elders looked way too old for a squabble like this, and the others watched in bafflement. It seemed, though, that this was how they usually interacted.

However, Chaoge was still in shock.

A guest advisor? The deputy president?

She and Xiao Wu were only here to get to know these people so that they could borrow some past exam papers…

Feng Wu looked at the two old men in resignation. “I’m applying for the martial arts department.”

“What?”

The quarreling pair stopped abruptly and turned their heads in unison.

Feng Wu said earnestly, “I want to get into the martial arts department.”

“But you don’t have any spiritual essence, do you?” Xuan Yi frowned at Feng Wu. “How are you going to take the exam for the martial arts department?”

The martial arts department was the main department at Imperial College, while the departments of formation, medicine, and some others were minor ones.

Although the formation and medicine departments were minor ones with fewer students, they weren’t that much inferior in status.

This was because there were many more practitioners of the martial arts, whereas awakening talent in formations or medicine was much more difficult than in martial arts. Less than one in a thousand students had such talent, which made them much more precious.

Grand Secretary Fang and Priest Wu gazed at Feng Wu as well.

They had long realized that Feng Wu had no spiritual essence. Moreover, with what had happened back then… she was indeed a good-for-nothing when it came to cultivation.

However, she was brilliant nonetheless. After her main path was cut off, she had somehow managed to blaze a trail of her own.

But now, when she had almost reached the pinnacle after that trial, she was telling them that she was going back to that blocked main road?

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“But why?” Crossing his hands behind his back, Grand Secretary Fang looked at Feng Wu in bewilderment.

Priest Wu also frowned. “Kiddo, of course you may pass the written exam, but without any cultivation ability, how are you going to deal with the physical tryout?”

“Must one have spiritual essence to pass the physical tryout?” Feng Wu said lightly.

“How are you going to fight the others if you don’t have it?”

Everyone was shocked by her reaction.

“I can still defeat them, with or without spiritual essence,” Feng Wu said proudly.

“No, you can’t. You need to be a Level 9 Spiritual Master to apply to Imperial College, but you…” Priest Wu shook his head. “You aren’t even a Level 1 Spiritual Master. How are you even going to register?”

Without registering, she wouldn’t qualify to take the exam.

Both Priest Wu and Grand Secretary Fang smiled wryly and thought that the girl was dreaming.

However, Feng Wu put her hands behind her back and grinned. “If I remember correctly, Imperial College has a board of elders. If I have recommendations from three board members, they can make an exception and let me register for the exam.”

“There is indeed such a rule, but it hasn’t been used in years.” Priest Wu gave her a wry smile. “That’s because any normal person would only try to take the exam after they become a Level 9 Spiritual Master, or even after becoming a Spiritual Grandmaster. Otherwise, they’re sure to fail the physical tryout.”

As for Feng Wu, she wasn’t even a Level 1 Spiritual Master, let alone at Level 7 or 8…

How was she going to make it?

Both Grand Secretary Fang and Priest Wu looked at Feng Wu in resignation.

Feng Wu looked back at them. “Are you not going to give me recommendations?”

The last thing Grand Secretary Fang and Priest Wu wanted was to upset the girl.

Especially Priest Wu, who said in a hurry, “Of course we can do that. It’s just a letter. A piece of cake!”

Hearing Priest Wu make his promise, Grand Secretary Fang snapped, “Between the both of us, she can only get two letters. She needs one more if she wants to get that exemption.”

It wouldn’t be difficult to find an elder to recommend a Level 9 or even Level 8 cultivator. However, Feng Wu was a useless girl with no spiritual essence… The more they thought about it, the more inconceivable they found the idea.

Priest Wu scratched his head. “Well, that is indeed a problem.”

“I know where to get that third recommendation letter.” Feng Wu smiled.

“Where?” Priest Wu was amazed. “Don’t tell me you know someone from the education commission?”

Feng Wu said casually, “I know one of the members.”

Priest Wu was baffled. “Will he lie for you and write that recommendation letter?”

Feng Wu said, “He will.”

On second thought, Priest Wu realized that the girl was a Grandmaster Level formation master, and he and Old Fang were already convinced. It wasn’t unimaginable that she would be able to convince yet another person.

“Right. What is the registration deadline for Imperial College again?” Priest Wu asked all of a sudden.

No one answered him for a while.

Everyone had been focused on the fact that the exam started in seven days, but no one remembered when the registration deadline was.

“Master…”

Master Bian, who had bruises all over his face, raised his hand gingerly.

Everyone turned to look at him.

Master Bian darted a glance at Feng Wu, then said quietly, “The registration for Imperial College has already closed…”

WHAT?!

The others stared at Master Bian in shock.

Master Bian nodded tentatively. “Master, Xiao Xi is taking the exam this year as well, and I heard her talking about it the other day. Registration closed at noon today…”

Feng Wu frowned.

It was already past noon. Even if she rushed to Imperial College at that moment, it was already too late…