With Qin Sang's participation, the line at Xihe Street became much more orderly and faster. Especially after Qin Sang's hand was cut off, at least with her as the center, everyone was very careful and well-behaved within a large distance.
Qin Sang finally stopped paying attention to Morin, which made Siffin feel a little relieved. However, although he was good at observing behavior and analyzing emotions, he still couldn't understand the thoughts of a proud little girl like Qin Sang. In the end, he still couldn't be completely at ease.
But Wen Yan, who was at the side, seemed to be more active. Not only did she chat with Siffin, but she also brought Qin Sang into the conversation from time to time. But Qin Sang was obviously not interested in such a chat and responded indifferently. Wen Yan didn't care at all and looked like she was chatting happily.
What's going on?
Siffin felt that Wen Yan's behavior was a little strange. Even if Qin Sang was the eldest daughter of the Qin family, Wen Yan didn't seem like someone who would curry favor with those in power. Now she was trying so hard to talk to Qin Sang. What was her intention? Was it to distract Qin Sang's attention?
Just like that, their line of people finally reached the registration counter. At this last step, the other students always liked to fight over who went first, as if this would affect their final ranking in the Soul Point Assembly. But who dared to fight over Qin Sang?
No one dared. Siffin, Morin, and the others didn't have the heart to fight over it. So they saw Qin Sang walk up to the registration counter, and the little girl with a sword on her back followed closely behind.
"School, name." Mu Yong basically didn't raise his head now. He only wanted to quickly hand out these waist tags.
"Qin Sang, Bipolar Academy." He heard the answer.
Others put their school first and their name second, but she put her name first and her school second. And it was Bipolar Academy.
Mu Yong still didn't raise his head because he already knew who the other person was.
Qin Sang, Bipolar Academy.
Following this order, he first wrote Qin Sang's name into the name column, and then wrote Bipolar Academy's name into the academy column.
It was just a sequence, a sequence, but it was just a tiny detail. But it also showed that Qin Sang was different from others.
Then, the waist tag.
The token was not taken out from the big basket beside Mu Yong, but from Mu Yong's chest. This didn't seem like a student coming to collect his waist tag. Instead, it seemed like the waist tag was waiting for its owner.
The waist tag was not thrown on the table like every other time. Instead, it was handed to Qin Sang. Then, the number of the waist tag was recorded in the registration book.
One.
Of course it was number one. Those students who tried to be first, thinking that the first number would be given to a leading number, had no idea that the leading number had already been taken.
It was not just the waist tag. Even the ranking of this Soul Picking Convention had already been decided by many people.
The bloodline of the Qin family with the superpower of Blood Inheritance, the Level Five Magic Weapon, Kuei Sword.
Since the eldest daughter of the Qin family was going to participate in this Soul Picking Convention, would there be another candidate for the first place? Would there be someone who was stronger than her?
Probably not.
Qin Sang got the waist tag and then turned around to walk down the registration table. The little girl with the sword still followed her. When she walked past the registration table, she heard Mu Yong ask without raising his head, "Academy, name."
The little girl's body suddenly stiffened. She glanced at the registration book and the waist tag in the big basket. There was a trace of envy in her eyes, but she soon gave up. She was ready to walk away.
"Academy, name." Mu Yong, who didn't hear the answer, asked again impatiently. He knew that there was someone in front of him, but he didn't know why he was distracted.
"Since I asked you, just answer!" Qin Sang didn't look back, but suddenly dropped a sentence.
The little girl was stunned. This … should be a kind of permission, right?
There was a flash of surprise in her eyes, and Mu Yong finally raised his head when he heard Qin Sang's sudden words. Then he saw Qin Sang with the sword on her back standing in front of him.
Qin Sang was very famous. This little girl who specially carried the sword for her was also discussed by many people.
Just because she was Qin Sang's maid, she casually entered the Bipolar Academy that many people tried their best to enter but couldn't. She became a student of the Bipolar Academy.
But the envy stopped here.
She became a maid of the Bipolar Academy, but she didn't have the same learning opportunities as the students of the Bipolar Academy. She still had to follow behind Qin Sang all day, and Qin Sang wouldn't study according to the curriculum of the academy like a normal student. A member of a bloodline family who grew up with a Level Five Magic Weapon, would need the academy to carry out the enlightenment education of soul power?
In fact, when Qin Sang entered the Bipolar Academy, she was directly assigned to the third grade. The maid who followed her with the sword on her back didn't have the chance to study normally.
Now. She actually wanted to participate in the Soul Point Assembly? She didn't seem to have cultivated before, right?
But Qin Sang seemed to have already approved of this. Then, Mu Yong already heard the timid answer of the little girl with the sword on her back.
"Bipolar Academy, Ling Ziyan."
Mu Yong didn't do anything superfluous. He just recorded it down, then took out a waist tag from the basket and handed it over. Ling Ziyan received it with both hands, looking very excited. After bowing to Mu Yong, she quickly followed behind Qin Sang. Qin Sang didn't ask anything else.
Finally, it was Siffin and Morin's turn to go up on stage. Wen Yan's sudden insertion could be considered as giving them an additional layer of cover. She helped Morin push Siffin's wheelchair up the stage, pushing it in front of Mu Yong's table.
Such a special examinee, Mu Yong couldn't help but raise his head to take a look.
"Zhenfeng Academy, Siffin," Siffin said.
"En?" Mu Yong clearly had an impression of the previous two students who had registered for this academy. One of them had astonishing strength and courage, and the other was shameless and reckless. Now, there was another one in a wheelchair. Did this academy specialize in nurturing eccentrics?
"And him too, Zhenfeng Academy, Morin." Siffin also introduced Morin.
Mu Yong glanced at Morin and saw that most of his face was covered by a straw hat, and he was chewing a piece of grass in his mouth.
Weirdo!
Mu Yong already had a conclusion in his heart. Zhenfeng Academy must have become a place to cultivate weirdos.
Two waist tags were thrown on the table, and nothing happened that worried Siffin. Just like that, they successfully completed the registration. Lu Ping and Su Tang, who were below the registration stage, also heaved a sigh of relief. But at this moment, Wen Yan suddenly lifted up Morin, who was pushing the wheelchair with her, and threw him forward with all her might towards Lu Ping.
"Go quickly!" She shouted.
"What's wrong?"
This sudden change surprised Siffin, but he didn't reveal a panicked expression. While waiting for Wen Yan, his vigilant gaze was already looking around. Of course, there was a reason why Wen Yan did such a thing. If it was just to target Morin, then it meant that there were people from the State Regulatory Commission?
Where were they?
Siffin hadn't found them yet, but Morin had already flown towards Lu Ping like a cannonball.
So everyone looked over in shock, including Qin Sang, who had walked off the stage before Siffin. The Kuei sword on Ling Ziyan's back was already buzzing, waiting for its master to summon it.
"Qin Sang, block!" Wen Yan suddenly shouted.
"Huh?" Qin Sang didn't understand, but Siffin instantly understood.
He knew why Wen Yan had tried so hard to talk to Qin Sang previously. It wasn't to distract her, but to create a false impression. To let those people from the State Regulatory Commission who were secretly observing them, mistakenly think that they had some relationship with Qin Sang.
In the entire Xuan Army Empire, there was no one who didn't fear Qin Sang. In such a situation, the State Regulatory Commission naturally wouldn't act rashly.
Then, when they finished their registration, Qin Sang and they weren't on the same side, so they didn't even need to say hello before they went their separate ways. Of course, they couldn't use this pretense anymore. At this time, they could only bring Morin, who was still in the Soul Severing state, away as soon as possible. He was the last thing the State Regulatory Commission could use against them. As for those who had already completed their cultivation and released the Soul Severing state, they wouldn't be able to see any traces.
And at this most crucial moment, with a shout of "Qin Sang block", it could be considered as using the deterrence of the Qin family to unleash a big move. The State Regulatory Commission inspectors who were about to rush out immediately received an order from the commander, Venus, "Wait!"
He was just a mere commander of the State Regulatory Commission, he didn't dare to make things difficult for the young miss of the Qin family.
But immediately after, he saw that Qin Sang was in a daze, and instantly realized the problem.
"I've been tricked!"
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Chapter 100! It was a huge number! In this chapter 100, I want to talk about three things.
1. The simplified version of 《Starshine Undeclared》 is on the shelves. Students who are interested in this work of Butterfly are welcome to buy it.
2. The comic version of "Fulltime Expert" will be released soon. Today, I received some character designs from the editor. It's Ye Xiu and Su Mucheng.
3. This Friday, August 15th, there will be a fan meet-and-greet event at the Shanghai Convention and Exhibition Center (Shanghai Jing 'an District, 1000 Yan' an Middle Road, near Tongren Road) from 2 pm to 5 pm. There will only be autographs and no sales. Physical books will need to be brought. Friends who have time can come and play.
Hmm, I won't repeat these three things …
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