After the oath-taking meeting ended, it was the cla.s.sification ceremony. Unlike the Divine Realm Academy, Cang Lang Academy didn't divide the students into cla.s.ses. Instead, the students chose their own professors.
The vice dean said, "In the first round of the entrance test, everyone comprehended many paths, and those paths are the spiritual senses left behind by senior professors in the deep sea. The number of paths you obtained is the number of professors you obtained recognition from. You can choose the path you want to follow the most."
This meant that the students could choose their favorite professor among the paths they obtained.
"The larger the number of 'path', the greater the choices. Other than the senior professors who have died and can't accept you as their disciples, the other professors must accept you as your disciples unconditionally and impart everything they have learned in their lives to you without reservation."
Lines of light suddenly lit up in the new students' student badges.
As Yu Huang stared at the light, she heard the vice dean say, "The light that lit up in your badges is the 'path' you comprehended back then. Now, please choose your 'path' for the apprenticeship ceremony!"
Ye Qingyang raised his right arm.
The vice dean looked at Ye Qingyang. "Student, please speak."
Ye Qingyang said in frustration, "Deputy Dean, I didn't gain the recognition of any professor."
Upon hearing this, the older students guessed the ident.i.ty of this handsome man in a black leather jacket.
This fellow was most likely that ghostly cultivator Ye Qingyang.
This was the first time the vice dean had encountered a situation like Ye Qingyang's, so he froze for a moment before subconsciously giving Taiya a questioning look. Taiya nodded at the deputy dean.
The vice dean adjusted his gla.s.ses calmly and said to Ye Qingyang, "Ye Qingyeng, the dean of our academy will personally teach you. You will become his student." It was the dean's idea that Ye Qingyan enter the inner academy.
Hearing this, the other new students looked at Ye Qingyang with envy, and Ye Qingyan was also a little surprised.
However, Ye Qingyan only nodded and asked, "May I ask where the dean is?" He had to acknowledge his mentor.
At this moment, Senior Taiya left silently.
The vice dean saw from the corner of his eye that Senior Taiya had left, so he smiled and said, "The dean was delayed by something, but he will come later."
"Got it." Ye Qingyang lowered his head and didn't say anything else.
As the other new students stared at the light in their badges, they revealed cautious and hesitant expressions. Choosing a path meant choosing the master behind that path. Who knew what kind of temper and cultivation level the master of the path had?
This tested their character.
After Feng Yuncheng's badge released hundreds of paths, he took a fancy to the colorful spiritual consciousness with the brightest color at a glance. As Feng Yungcheng held the light, he looked in the direction where the light was pointing. His gaze followed it to the entrance of the banquet hall and he saw a handsome man in a black shirt standing in the middle of the door.
The man had slicked-back hair, chiseled facial features, and sharp eyes. His eyes sockets were deep set, making him look mysterious and powerful.
Seeing this man, all the professors stood up and nodded at him. "Dean, you're here."
Feng Yuncheng's mind went blank.
He had chosen the dean as his mentor!
Ye Qingyang turned around and glanced at the dean. Seeing that his teacher for the next ten years was such a gaudy man, he immediately pursed his lips. It was unknown if he was satisfied or disgusted.
The dean grabbed the colorful thread in front of him and gently pulled Feng Yuncheng out of the crowd. Then, he looked up at the cold Ye Qingyang and said with a smile, "Acknowledge me as your mentor."
Feng Yuncheng hurriedly went forward to acknowledge him as his mentor.
Ye Qingyang frowned, but he still walked forward obediently to acknowledge the dean as his mentor.
After Sheng Xiao grabbed the colorful thread, he was also pulled towards the dean.
Just like that, Feng Yuncheng, Sheng Xiao, and Ye Qingyang became Prime Emperor Taixu's students.
On the other side, Jing Jiaren stared at the hundreds of paths in the student badge as she thought to herself, "Which path will help me find the divination technique?"
Jing Jiaren hesitated for a moment before reaching out to hold a golden path. After she lifted the path and looked along it, she realized that she had chosen a female professor with four arms. The female professor, who had short hair and four arms, was wearing a red suit. The suit looked very strange on her.
Jing Jiaren chose a professor from the Four-Armed Clan.
However, since she had already chosen, Jing Jiaren could no longer change her mind. She walked forward and knelt down in front of the Four-Armed Clan professor. "Greetings, professor."
Professor Lan Xin was overjoyed when she saw that Jing Jiaren had chosen her.
Yu Huang was the only examinee among the new students who had obtained a grand slam in the first test.
She comprehended a total of 706 paths.
At this moment, a total of 580 paths lit up in the badge on her shoulder. In other words, among the 706 senior professors who had left their spiritual consciousness in the deep sea, more than a hundred professors had died already.
All the paths looked the same thickness, but the light was different. Choosing a professor from these paths was like opening a mystery box.
After Yu Huang stared at those paths for a moment, she followed her intuition and reached out to hold a dark path. As Yu Huang carried that path and looked in the direction where it landed, she discovered that the owner of that path wasn't in the banquet hall.
This was strange.
Yu Huang raised her hand. When the vice dean saw her raise her hand, he nodded at her and asked, "Yu Huang, do you have any questions?"
As Yu Huang held the 'path', she reported the situation to the vice dean. "Dean, my professor doesn't seem to be in the banquet hall."
Hearing this, all the senior professors fell silent. Even Prime Emperor Taixu narrowed his eyes.
The vice dean looked at the dean and said, "Dean, this situation…"
Prime Emperor Taixu walked to Yu Huang and asked her, "What color is your path?"
Yu Huang said, "It's gray, like…" She thought for a moment before saying," Like the color of a dirty sack. "
When he heard Yu Huang's vivid description, Prime Emperor Taixu's pupils dilated slightly. With a complicated expression, he said, "Go in the direction indicated by your 'path' and find your professor." After a pause, he continued, "Yu Huang, you're really…"
Surprising.
Yu Huang listened to the dean's suggestion and followed the direction indicated by the path. She left the banquet hall, pa.s.sed through the lawn, left the teaching area, and entered the s.p.a.ce-time tunnel. Then, she took the capsule car to the accommodation area.
Realizing that the direction indicated was the lake island villa area, Yu Huang tilted her head and thought in confusion, "Could it be that her professor was the real estate agent?"
She flew to the lake island and searched in the direction where the path ended. In the end, she stopped in front of a shabby iron door covered in rust.
Her 'path' pa.s.sed through the metal door and directed her towards the man cursing in the room.
Yu Huang never expected that her neighbor would become her professor.
As Yu Huang stood at the iron door, she heard the man mutter in the room—
"d.a.m.n, why is the toilet paper gone?"
Yu Huang was speechless.
So, others greeted their professor by offering tea, but she had to offer toilet paper instead?