Is Zhanlan College no longer recruiting students?

  The boy in front of him, the rapid change in his emotional temperament, made Butterfly somewhat unable to keep up with his footsteps. Just now he was still lazy and charming, but at this moment, his deep eyes were filled with a serious inquiry.

  "Mysterious Boy!"

  Butterfly rhyme secretly evaluated a sentence, leaning on the railing of this deck, using slender and delicate fingers to gently move her hair on her forehead. The charm of a mature woman was undoubtedly revealed at this moment.

  "What's so urgent that you have to go to the Imperial Capital?" Huāi Yùn was somewhat curious, as Yuè Fēng, who had always been lazy and carefree, seemed to have a special affection for the Imperial Capital.

  "Oh! I have something to attend to at Azure Academy." Yi Feng didn't reveal his eagerness to see Qin Yi, instead replacing it with a different purpose.

  The butterfly's eyes lit up as she stared at Yifeng in surprise and said, "You're a student of Azure Academy?"

  It's no wonder that Die Yun was surprised, Yi Feng's outstanding talent in poetry and music had already made her take notice. If she could also be admitted to the prestigious Zhanlan Academy with her martial arts skills, then it wouldn't be enough to simply call her a genius. How old is Yi Feng anyway? Even if she started learning from scratch, it's impossible for someone to be proficient in everything.

  "Oh, not yet!" Yī Fēng shook his head. This time he went to Zàn Lán Academy just to find that strange old man. He had been yearning for the mysterious Soul-Capturing Technique for a long time.

  "Butterfly Rhyme" let out a sigh of relief at the same time, and couldn't help but laugh: "I'd rather hope you continue to create miracles, and in martial arts, you're also a genius."

  Yi Feng smiled and didn't explain much, but swept a glance over her body leaning against the railing, exuding a lazy charm. "Your seduction technique is at least a Tier 1 spell, and you've also cultivated it to an extremely high level, right?"

  Her smile froze on her face, and only then did she remember something very serious. It seemed that from the beginning, Yifeng had considerable resistance to his charm. If it were another man under his deliberately deployed charm, he would have long since surrendered and submitted. But Yifeng, although having eyes as fiery as those men, was exceptionally calm, even when holding her in his sleep, he could control himself.

  At this point, Butterfly Rhythm was shocked. She knew very well the power of her charm technique, and she had already cultivated it to the ninth level. This young man, what could he rely on to resist?!

  "How did you find out?" Yurong looked at Yifeng with a hint of a smile, wanting to get some answers from him.

  Yi Feng smiled casually: "Hehe, due to some special reasons, the charm technique doesn't have much effect on me. Of course, that includes the spatial charm technique."

  Although he said so, he was somewhat helpless in his heart. The charming technique of Hu Dieyu still worked on himself, and this was also because his own strength was too low. Hu Dieyu's extremely high-level charm was also resisted by the Ling Shen Jue, but due to his lack of strength, he could not withstand it.

  The butterfly's wings fluttered in shock as it stood still on the ground, although it had guessed at this fact, but it hadn't expected that Yī Fēng would actually say that his charm didn't work on him.

  "You're really a mysterious guy."

  Butterfly Yun's eyes sparkled with tears as she smiled wryly and shot a glance at Yi Feng, her voice laced with amusement.

  "By the way?! Do you know how to get into Zhanlan Academy?" Yifeng suddenly asked Dieyun, obviously wanting to get close to that strange old man, first he had to mix in with Zhanlan Academy.

  The butterfly-like girl looked at Yifeng with a strange expression and said, "You really want to take the entrance exam for Zilan Academy? Don't you know how harsh their requirements are? Zilan Academy only accepts one in ten thousand talented martial artists."

  "Want to give it a try!" The butterfly-like gaze and strange measurement of the ancient rhyme did not cause much attention from Yī Fēng. He lightly threw a small stone into the river, gazing at the faintly spreading ripples, his eyes somewhat profound.

  Her sharp eyes, from the ink-black pupils, saw a hint of sadness that was hard to appear. As she slightly hesitated, she softly asked: "What's wrong? Is there something on your mind?"

  For this bold and unbridled young man, who is different from other men in his unscrupulousness, even to the point of intimidating himself into sleep, she still has a kind of intimacy with him. Maybe it's those two melodies, maybe it's those few poems that praise her beauty. Maybe it's last night's sleep, which was the most peaceful one she's had since birth. This makes her feel a little warmth.

  Yi Feng smiled wryly, his smile somewhat helpless, but he didn't explain and had already put down the stone that was in his hand, which he had picked up from who-knows-where.

  Yi Feng was very clear in his heart, although he made Yi Kaimu's expulsion from home seem like nothing, but in his heart, there were still some thorns. For being considered a useless person by his own father, he had some resentment. And the best revenge for him was that the useless person became more capable than anyone else. At that time, he wanted to see what kind of expression he would have.

  It has to be said that Kem is still in a very high position in Feng's heart. Otherwise, he wouldn't have been affected emotionally by him.

  The butterfly rhyme is seen as a sharp arrow without speaking, but constantly throwing stones, with some desolate eyes staring at the waves that keep rolling up.

  She suddenly felt a slight stir in her heart and an inexplicable palpitation. She knew that this was the resurgence of her maternal instincts, which had been submerged for many years.

  Feeling his back being suddenly hugged by a warm and soft body, Yi Feng was taken aback at the same time, and couldn't help but bitterly smile, saying "Die Yun sister... I just blew cold air to lower my temper, you come like this. Isn't it making me suffer?"

  Butterfly rhyme's cheeks flushed slightly, and she pinched hard on Hou Feng's waist, scolding: "What are you thinking about, little guy? I just saw that your emotions were not good, so I borrowed a hug to warm your heart."

  He raised an eyebrow and muttered to himself: I think you're treating me like a teddy bear, so comfortable.

  The cool breeze was still blowing, and the slight chill that Yī Fēng had felt when he gave his jacket to Dié Rú Xīn also disappeared as their bodies touched. Dié Rú Xīn rested her head on Yī Fēng's shoulder, her eyes slightly closed, seemingly savoring the feeling.

  A gentle breeze caresses, and the sun that has already risen halfway, illuminates this scene with an extremely warm and beautiful light.

  "Hou Yi..."

  "Ah..."

  A sudden shout made Feng Yi startled. At this time, he thought again, if Butterfly didn't use her charm technique, could he have succeeded? But how could he deceive her into not using her charm technique?!

  "The enrollment date for Zhanlan Academy has passed."

  "Ah..."

  A butterfly-like rhyme suddenly shocked Yifeng, and he asked anxiously, "Will there be no recruitment this year?"

  "Didn't it end a month ago? Don't you know?"

  Yi Furrowed his brow, if Zhanlan Academy didn't recruit students, how would he get in to find that strange old man?

  "But if you really have the ability to enter Zhanlan Academy, I can help you out."

  Yi Feng's eyes lit up, and he suddenly remembered the woman's other identity. Although the Azure Academy was powerful enough to not put on a show for the royal family, they would still give some face.

  "What price?"

  "Don't mention that bet again!"

  Yi Feng was taken aback and rolled his eyes, saying: "Sister, it seems that I'm not even allowed to talk. You won't let me touch you either."

  She couldn't help but laugh, of course she wouldn't tell Yifeng that she really treated him like a younger brother. She just wanted to help him out. But unexpectedly, Yifeng thought she had an ulterior motive. So she casually said something.

  Yi Feng listened to this soft voice, and a plan formed in his heart: how could he make her not use her charm? As long as she didn't use her charm, he wouldn't have anything to worry about.