C92

Chapter 92 - Raising Cultivation Level (1)

Although he was skeptical, Mu Wanjun couldn't say it out loud.

"I know a little. "Senior dean …"

"I suddenly want to try out your cooking skills." Yao Ming spoke naturally, as if he was asking the waiter to order dishes for him to eat at a restaurant.

"Of course! As long as the Lord Dean does not mind! " Mu Wanjun said happily. She had always been good at observation. Yao Ming's hidden words were very obvious.

"Eat my fish and bring me to my room tonight."

Once Mu Wanjun got back, she began to stir up trouble in the kitchen.

Si Tu poked his head through the crack in the door.

"It smells so good. Elder Sister Mu, what are you doing?"

"The pastries!" Mu Wanjun waved to Si Tu to get him to come in.

She took out a plate of crystal dumplings from the steamer and let Si Tu try it out first.

"The taste is very good. Elder Sister Mu, the day after tomorrow is the day after tomorrow, and in order to get a better class, everyone has to put in a lot of effort to make the final stand. As Si Tu said this, he stuffed another dumpling into his mouth, his mouth was filled with a blurry sound, but when he looked at Mu Wanjun, he stopped.

"Hey, Elder Sister Mu, you have levelled up!"

"Did you see that?"

"Hm!" Third stage of bitter sea, if you continue moving forward, you will be able to enter the spring of life! "

Big sister, you are so much better now, you are improving so fast, it will definitely not be a problem to be assigned to Class B, unlike me, who can only enter Class C.

"No, I want to enter the A class!"

"Impossible!" Si Tu suddenly said, causing Mu Wanjun to look at him.

Si Tu hurriedly told her the information he had received, "I had asked around this a long time ago. Although there are A, B, and C classes, and those who enter the A class will be personally taught by the Principal. But, big sister, for the past three years, the A class has been an empty shell, and the Principal, Lord Yao Ming, has never personally taught before. Anyone with potential or talent would only be able to enter the Class B and be taught by the elders. "

He wanted to tactfully tell Mu Wanjun that it was impossible to enter the A class.

Mu Wanjun placed the prepared food into the box and said: "What if there's a chance?"

"There are still two days. If you are able to advance to the spring of life in these two days, I can consider taking you in. "How about it?" Yao Ming used a dumpling and could not help but nod in praise.

"Really?" Mu Wanjun never thought that a plate of dumplings could make Yao Ming open his mouth.

Although she knew that it was extremely difficult to achieve such a feat, at least it was a good start.

"Is that true?"

"It's true! It's even more true than real money!" Yao Ming's temperament was ethereal, noble and otherworldly, like a direct Immortal, but when he ate, he had no temperament at all, looking like a hungry man who had not eaten anything in a long time. However, seeing that he was such a glutton, Mu Wanjun was happier than serving Jin Yulie something to eat.

When Jin Yulie was mentioned, Mu Wanjun was a little depressed. Her cooking skills were clearly so good, but he had always slightly tasted the food she ate. This gave her a shock of confidence.

It was just that she did not know that Jin Yulie's slight tasting was already his limit. For this, his dark guard s were so shocked that their jaws dropped more than once.

Mu Wanjun carried the empty food box and walked home, while thinking.

Until now, when she had started to think about how she could raise her cultivation level to the spring of life in the shortest amount of time possible!

It had to be known, that she, Mu Wanjun, only had False Spiritual Roots, and had barely made it to the bitter sea in three years, but to be able to raise her cultivation to the third rank in the short span of half a month, it was already a miracle. Now, a miracle was going to happen again in two days, unless the heavens gave her some sort of trump card, it would be extremely powerful!

Mu Wanjun's previous happiness was now all gone.

Her head hung low as she walked in the moonlight, her feet resting on a small rock. She kicked it away with one foot and muttered, "Even you want to fool me!"

"What's wrong? You don't like a pebble? " A voice came from above.

Mu Wanjun raised her head and saw Yue'er hanging high in the sky. There was a person standing on top of the willow tree.

He smiled at Mu Wanjun and floated down from the sky.

It was actually Rong Chu!

"Rong Chu!" "Mu Wanjun saw him with some surprise. Are you better? Hm! Seeing that your complexion isn't bad, all of the poison has been dispelled! "

Rong Chu was much skinnier than before. In the past few days, he had been tormented by poison, and after much difficulty, he finally dispelled the remaining poison in his body. The first thing he did was to come find Mu Wanjun.