Chapter 1386 - 1386 Despicable Ghostly Cultivator
1386 Despicable Ghostly Cultivator
When they came, the War God Clan’s aeroplane helped send them off, so the three of them had a very easy journey. However, when they returned, without the most convenient flying transportation, the three of them could only buy tickets and take the aeroplane.
However, along the way, the three of them were quite relaxed.
Yu Huang even bought some local delicacies from the aeroplane transit station and sent them to Estelle and Donor, who were far away in the special academy. When the three of them returned to Cang Lang Academy leisurely, it was already two days later.
The unicorn that escorted them back to the inner academy returned to the desolate place after receiving a sumptuous meal of demon beast meat.
After the three of them watched the unicorn leave, they exchanged looks. Ye Qingyang looked at the studio at the harbor as he said, “We need to register to leave the inner academy. When we return to the inner academy, we also need to register first. Then, the academy will then cancel our leave of absence.”
“Then go and cancel your leave first.”
There was an administrative building at the harbor. The first office on the first floor of the administrative building was the office responsible for registering the students and canceling their leave.
The person in charge was an old retired professor.
When Yu Huang and the others entered the room, the old professor was studying how to roast sweet potatoes. On the table beside the oven, there was a plate of charred food that looked like coal.
“Don’t speak yet.” The old professor raised his index finger and shushed them.
Sheng Xiao, who was about to speak, shut his mouth.
After the old professor placed the three sweet potatoes neatly on a baking tray covered in tin paper, he set the time and clicked start. Then, he wiped his body and turned around to sit behind his desk.
Sheng Xiao and the others were freshmen this year, but the old professor remembered their faces. He asked Sheng Xiao, “You’re back?”
Sheng Xiao nodded.
After the old professor opened their leave slip, he frowned. “You guys are two days late.” According to the time on the leave slip, they should have returned to school the night before.
But they were two days late.
The old professor didn’t ask for the reason. He wrote a few words under the attendance and absence column. Being absent for two days meant that they would have two additional check-in missions this quarter.
If they didn’t complete the check-in mission, they wouldn’t be able to successfully advance to the second grade.
Seeing that, Sheng Xiao, who was standing at the back, poked Ye Qingyang’s waist. Then, he gestured for Ye Qingyang to say something so that the old professor could cancel their absence record.
Ye Qingyang rolled his eyes and secretly scolded Sheng Xiao. After his nostrils flared a few times, he suddenly pointed at the oven and said, “Professor Ekel, you need to cook your sweet potato until it’s medium-well. Then, you can roast it in the oven. That way, it will be more tender and soft.”
The old professor looked up at him with joy. “You know how to cook this?”
“That’s very simple.” After Ye Qingyang walked forward and turned off the oven, he took out the sweet potatoes from the high-temperature oven and threw them into the steamer at the side to steam until they were medium-well. Then, he placed them in the oven.
Just as he was about to choose the time to bake, Ye Qingyang suddenly smiled slyly at the old professor and said, “Cancel our leave of absence. Then, I’ll help you.”
Professor Ekel was speechless.
“Who cares?” Professor Ekel pretended not to care.
Ye Qingyang said aloofly, “This isn’t an ordinary sweet potato at all, but a Level 7 Spirit Grass Blood Potato Root. It will be extremely nasty to eat this thing raw. Ordinary people will find it unpalatable.”
Staring at the plate of roasted blood potatoes, Ye Qingyang said thoughtfully, “This thing is notorious, so ordinary people won’t try it easily. Only patients with chronic illness, severe anemia, and insomnia consume it.”
“Seeing that you’re still trying after failing so many times, you must have a chronic illness and have had enough of the torture of the bloody sweet potato’s disgusting taste. That’s why you want to improve its taste.”
Ye Qingyang believed that Professor Ekel knew what to do.
Ekel glared fiercely at Ye Qingyang before frowning and cursing, “As expected of a despicable ghostly cultivator. Your methods are despicable!”
Although he said that, Ekel still canceled their absence test. He flipped through the booklet as he muttered, “What’s wrong with all of you recently? You’re all getting leave of absence.”
When he heard this, Ye Qingyang’s heart skipped a beat and he said, “Oh really? Who else is absent?” He observed the old man’s reaction and asked, “Could it be that Zhan Wuya is also absent?”
Ekel muttered, “How do you know?”
Ye Qingyang smiled mysteriously and said, “Our relationship isn’t quite good.”
“Not bad?” Ekel didn’t believe him at all. He said, “You’re a ghostly cultivator, so how can you be on good terms with him?”
Ye Qingyang was actually a chatterbox, but he knew that society didn’t want to accept him, so no matter where he appeared, he would always hug his sword and tease his Little Crow.
Otherwise, if he sat there quietly in the crowd without doing anything, he would seem sociophobic and mute.
After spending time with Yu Huang and the others, Ye Qingyang became used to having friends to accompany and indulge him. His personality had become more and more outgoing recently.
Thus, when he heard Ekel’s doubts, Ye Qingyang smiled sinisterly and said smugly, “Professor, do you think Zhan Wuya is the same as other righteous path cultivators? Do you think he is as condescending and arrogant as you guys? In his eyes, as long as I’m not an inhumane person who commits evil, I’m equal to other living beings.”
Ye Qingyang seemed to be joking, but these were his true thoughts.
Zhan Wuya’s achievements and identity made him proud. However, his upbringing and kindness made him remain humble.
He was a righteous path cultivator and had grown up surrounded by righteous path experts, but he had never been brainwashed by them. He had his own unique way of thinking. In his eyes, whether a person was good or evil didn’t depend on their identity, but on their actions.
He was the only person on the Cang Lang Continent who would address Ye Qingyang respectfully as ‘Mr. Ye Qingyang’.
Ye Qingyang liked this person from the bottom of his heart.
He just didn’t understand how a hypocritical person like Zhan Jiuxiao could raise such a good disciple.
Upon hearing Ye Qingyang’s words, Professor Ekel didn’t retort. Zhan Wuya was very famous and was also an influential figure in the inner academy, so the professors in the school recognized him and knew about his character.
Even Professor Ekel, who had long retired and worked at the harbor, had a good impression of him.
He snorted and said in a low voice, “That child is kind-hearted. Zhan Jiuxiao played a huge role in nurturing him into such an outstanding person.”