Chapter 9 (1/2)

Translator: Exodus Tales

Editor: Exodus Tales

Translated by Mianbao

Edited by RED

“Hoo! Hoo!!” Zhu Minglang breathed heavily. It had been too long since he felt such unbearable excitement.

-No, no, no. I have to calm down first.

-Little Baiqi is still metamorphosing. It remains an ordinary little spiritling before it breaks out of the cocoon. I have to find a safe place and wait out Baiqi’s pupation process.

-Where is a suitable place to go? I’m not even familiar with anyone or anywhere in this Ancestral Dragon City State…-

“Young Master! Young Master, a moment, please.”

While Zhu Minglang was considering his options at the Li Clan’s main gates, a delicate and pretty miss in a maid’s outfit called out to him.

“You’re calling for me?” Zhu Minglang was hesitant.

“Are you Young Master Zhu Minglang? My lady has ordered me to pass on this Academy Letter to you,” the delicate maid said gently.

Zhu Minglang noticed the words Dragon Tamers Academy on the letter.

-Is this making our pretense into reality?

-Is this a precaution in case Luo Xiao investigates this matter afterward?

-The Academy is indeed a good place to go to, and it’s suitable for me to wait out the pupation state.

-Alright, to the Academy it is!-

Zhu Minglang accepted the heavy letter.

The enrollment conditions for the Dragon Tamers Academy were actually very strict. You had to either have enough money to ensure you could nurture a dragon from nothing, or the spiritling you were raising was determined to be a potential dragonling.

The Academy was considered a good place, having both the rich nobles, and common citizens who relied on their unique insights and wisdom to become students there.

Becoming a dragon tamer wasn’t a privilege unique to those born to a good life. There were common citizens among the population who crossed their dragon gates, soaring to the heavens.

“Young Master, after you report to the dragon tamers academy in Lichuan, make sure to not miss the spiritling selection, and to display your best insights when picking your spiritling,” the pretty maid reminded him warmly, blinking her eyes.

“Many thanks, Miss.”

“Just call me Shuang’er.”

“Many thanks, Miss Shuang’er.”

“Keke,” Shuang’er chuckled, her voice as crisp as a bell.

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Holding the enrollment letter, Zhu Minglang walked down the stairs and headed towards the bustling city’s Blue Limestone Street.

Behind him was the Li Clan’s royal court, its surroundings rigid and cold, separated from the Blue Limestone Street by only a river bridge.

After crossing the bridge, however, the smell of smoke and fire hit him immediately. Blending into the crowd, he became a face that no one would pay any attention to.

Since he was an adaptable person, naturally he could call any place his home, and settle down at an elegant Academy!

It could be considered a fresh start…

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In the courtyard…

Shuang’er, with a butterfly-shaped hair band on her head, walked back into the house. At first glance, she saw her young miss, Li Yunzi, sitting alone on the goose-feather bed.

Shuang’er had also heard of this matter.

Outside, Li Yunzi was a princess, once looked up to and respected by many. In this courtyard, however, she was no different from any other girl from a noble house. People from the Li Clan’s royal court also addressed her as Young Miss Yunzi.

Shuang’er knew her young miss had suffered during this period of time, but she didn’t know how she could help her young miss step out from under the trauma.