In June of the following year, Mu Ningxue flew from Hangzhou to the imperial capital with the date and completed the annual assessment of the institution, and was preparing to return directly that night.

During this year, she spent only a few days in the Imperial Capital Academy.

On the one hand, basic cultivation at the primary level can be carried out anywhere.

On the other hand, she needs to cooperate with Feng Zhoulong for continuous experiments and treatments.

Only in some occasions where the Imperial Capital Academy must be present will we rush there temporarily.

This is the second year of her special recruitment class in the institution. Most of her classmates have reached the second level, but they have different levels of mastering the second level of magic.

However, no one has released the third level of magic in the assessment.

Mu Ningxue doesn't know if there are other people who don't want to be too arrogant like her.

Anyway, she showed proficiency in releasing the second level of magic.

In fact, she has reached the middle level of the ice system.

However, Mu Ningxue felt more bitter smile about this exaggerated growth in cultivation.

From August last year to June this year, in fact, it was less than a year since the teacher had spent hundreds of millions on her.

This is a terrible astronomical fee for the initial stage, although it is more used to heal her body and build a solid foundation.

The teacher said that talent is like a leverage. For geniuses with high leverage, the more they invest, the more they will gain.

But the money finally made her feel embarrassed. She estimated that with her family's property, it might take some time to spend 100 million.

After all, her father is just an ordinary high-level mage.

The teacher did not change the agreement she had signed before to a more binding oath contract.

In this way, 100 million yuan of funds spent in a few months was regarded as daily investment.

Mu Ningxue planned to record every note at the beginning, but the more money she spent, she couldn't remember it, so she was casual.

At worst, I can sell it to Feiyu in this life.

The pain in the body gradually faded, and Mu Ningxue felt that her mentality was becoming more and more relaxed and cheerful.

In addition, he can still maintain rapid progress in his cultivation. The only thing Mu Ningxue wants to do now is to maintain this rhythm and practice hard to prove that the teacher’s vision is not wrong.

At the Imperial Capital Airport, Mu Ningxue called Mu Zhuoyun when checking in.

She went home for three days during the Chinese New Year this year, and used the excuse of something happening to the institution at other times, and did not tell Mu Zhuoyun about joining Feiyu and becoming a disciple.

Now it is another time when it is reasonable to have a holiday, and Mu Ningxue is about to start lying on a daily basis.

"Hey, Ning Xue, you've finished the assessment, right?"

When the phone was connected, Mu Zhuoyun's voice could not wait to come.

"Yeah, the exam is over."

"Then when will you come back? Do you want me to pick you up? Tianlan Magic High School is also planning to invite you to visit the school."

"...You won't agree to me, are you?"

Mu Ningxue was a little speechless. What's the point of visiting this? It was a waste of her cultivation time.

"Don't you want to go?" Mu Zhuoyun paused for a moment and continued, "Ning Xue, you won't not go home again, are you?"

"...I've reached the threshold of the third level of the first level, and I want to use this summer to break through."

When Mu Zhuoyun heard this, he wanted to speak but stopped. Mu Ningxue was so hard and persistent about cultivation, what else could he say besides supporting him?

"Okay, then you must pay attention to proper rest. Sometimes it is not good to be too tight. I got some ice resources a few days ago, and I will send them to you in the past two days."

"Okay, dad, I can take good care of myself. You don't have to worry too much about me. But you, take care of yourself. I'm often not by your side. If you have the chance, you can find someone to take care of you."

Mu Ningxue said with a smile.

Mu Zhuoyun on the other end of the phone was stunned when he heard Mu Ningxue's words.

If watching your daughter leave her and go out to study alone, it is a long relief.

Then when the daughter suddenly understands comfort and cares about herself in turn, it is a touching touch for Mu Zhuoyun that makes him cry.

Mu Zhuoyun held the phone and sighed a lot. He didn't know what happened before, but what would he do when facing his wife's knot?

In the end, Mu Ningxue became colder and silent in her teenage years, and it was also his father who was hurt.

"You have grown up, dad is relieved. Hang up and take good care of yourself outside."

Mu Zhuoyun wiped his eyes with his hands, but in the end he was still not going to say anything more.

"Well, then I'll die."

Mu Ningxue hung up the phone and smiled happily. Not everyone is born cold and emotional, at least she is not.

Thinking about my own changes, and then I thought about the teacher again. I haven't seen him in Feiyu for a long time, and I don't know what to do.

However, the teacher is strict and strict. If you give yourself a goal of intermediate level, you need to fully master the soul seed. This is a goal that is completely out of reality for ordinary people.

I always give a large amount of thick materials to read for myself.

The data range is quite wide, from the basics of various systems to super-level knowledge, to the distribution and characteristics of forces and demons, to some secrets.

After reading, you have to write your insights and review them, and sometimes you have to do questions.

However, Mu Ningxue does have a sense that the more people know, the more they will surpass their previous limitations and gain a broader mind and vision.

Mu Ningxue returned to Feiyu and was about to spend a few days outside of practice reading a large book given by the teacher before.

As a result, a day later, Mu Zhuoyun called again.

"Hey, what's wrong?" Mu Ningxue answered the phone and asked.

"Ning Xue, uh," Mu Zhuoyun didn't know how to speak.

He also thought about it for a long time, thinking that the boy was probably a little special in Ning Xue's mind, so he had to tell her.

Seeing that Mu Zhuoyun didn't speak, Mu Ningxue calmly said, "I'm listening, you can speak slowly."

"It's the boy Mofan."

When Mu Zhuoyun talked about Mo Fan, he still gritted his teeth. This kid was simply rude and magnanimous.

Mo Fan...Mu Ningxue was in a daze for a long time before finding two or three blurry scenes from the depths of her memory.

How many years have passed? Have the days passed so long? It’s so long that memories are a little unfamiliar.

Mu Ningxue didn't speak for a long time, and Mu Zhuoyun's heart sank. It seemed that Ningxue was still impressed by that kid.

This time, I must let the boy understand the reality. Ning Xue is not something he can hope for.

"What's wrong with Mo Fan?" In just a moment, Mu Ningxue sorted out her thoughts and emotions and chuckled.

In fact, she could probably guess that Mo Fan was just afraid of heaven and earth in his memory, and now he probably had a conflict with her father again.

"That kid is simply ungrateful. Today they have a magic assessment. I think he has a good grade. In a year, he has reached the level of first-level magic. He plans to give him a fire resource and let him practice with Jiang Ming and the others. As a result, you don't know how smelly that kid's mouth is. I wish I could slap him to death on the spot after hearing this."

"……Then what?"

"Then? Other school directors have the intention to protect him. Humph, I guess they want to train him as a candidate for the school's competition for Shengquan. He said that he would definitely beat me if he was the same age as me. Then I will let Yu Ang compete with him in two years to let him know that he is amazing."

"oh."

"Oh? Ning Xue, you have nothing else to say?

Mu Zhuoyun felt that Mu Ningxue's reaction was a bit dull.

"Um."

Mu Zhuoyun was surprised by Mu Ningxue's attitude. Three years ago, she had toughly confronted her for Mo Fan.

Have you really grown up? Don't care about that kid anymore?

"Dad, I'm going to practice. If it's just this matter, I'll die." Mu Ningxue said calmly.

"Ah, okay, you practice."

After Mu Zhuoyun hung up the phone, he was also wondering if he had made a big fuss?

Ning Xue hasn't met Mo Fan for three years, and she is also the key age of psychological maturity at the age of fourteen or five or sixteen. Maybe she herself realized that it was just a farce before.

Maybe, I was overly aggressive? Whether it was this time or three years ago.

Mu Zhuoyun thought about something.

On the other hand, Mu Ningxue hung up the phone and thought about what happened this time.

Her father is a big and big child. The more he cares about him, the more he feels that he and Mo Fan have something else.

He simply didn't say anything. Anyway, with his temperament, he would only talk about it at most, and in fact he would not be ruthless against his old classmates or Mo Fan.

As for letting them reconcile and melting some of the previous conflicts, Mu Ningxue felt that he would definitely not be able to do this with his words at the moment, so he would not have much trouble.

As for Mo Fan...

Mu Ningxue is actually quite grateful for the laughter and courage he gave himself during his time as a girl.

Including the time when he ran away from home with anger three years ago.

The blow that incident brought to Mo Fan and his family made Mu Ningxue feel guilty about it in her heart.

But that's all.

Mu Ningxue was surprised when she heard that he had reached the level of releasing magic within one year.

Since he also has good talent, I hope he can use this bet as an inspiration.

Mu Ningxue plans to go back in two years to control the scale of the conflict, try to restore everything to the origin, and try to make up for the misfortune brought to him by his previous paranoia.
Chapter completed!