375 - Rebirth of a Star: Another Day, Another Drama

Chapter 375: The Dispute "Dean, that student of Ye Ling Long is undoubtedly a genius in alchemy. At just a bit over two hundred years old, she's already capable of crafting Xuan-tier pills, all of top quality. We can't let her talent be buried in the Formation Court." "You surnamed Hai, you're talking nonsense! My disciple is a bona fide formation prodigy. She perfectly set up the Golden Light Formation on her first attempt, and its defensive capabilities are top-notch. How can you say she's being wasted in my Formation Court? You're speaking utter nonsense!" "Her formation skills may be at the Huang-tier, but her alchemy is already at the Xuan-tier. Weighing the importance, I think you can see which is heavier. Besides, formation masters are generally poor. Can they accumulate wealth as quickly as alchemists?" At this, Zou Guan Qing exploded, jumping up from his chair and pointing a finger at Master Hai. "You surnamed Hai, what do you mean by that? Who are you calling poor? That's a personal attack!" "I meant whoever it applies to. Ye Ling Long is indeed a genius alchemist, Zou Guan Qing. If you keep her with you, it will only bury her talent. She can only reach her full potential in my Alchemy Institute." Zou Guan Qing retorted, "Ha, you surnamed Hai, don't speak so assertively. Let me tell you, she is my disciple, and her talent in formation is not inferior to her alchemy skills. Don't forget, it was your Alchemy Institute that sent her to our Formation Court. She's meant to be one of ours!" Zou Guan Qing's words were sharp, targeting Master Hai's core. Master Hai's expression turned extremely unpleasant, boiling with anger towards Wang Er. After a long pause, he managed to suppress his voice, saying, "I've already reprimanded Wang Er. Once Ye Ling Long leaves the library, I'll personally bring her to settle this." "You—" "Enough, both of you, stop bickering. She's still in the library and hasn't come out yet." The head dean, Qiu Ze Yuan, interrupted their argument with a sigh. "No, that's not acceptable. The division is imminent. My disciple is undoubtedly from the Formation Court. It's indisputable since she took our Formation Court exam." He was worried that his disciple might get snatched away, so he hurriedly sent her to the library. If he didn't settle things during this period, why else would he do this? Finally, Qiu Ze Yuan looked helplessly at Master Hai and said, "Actually, Zou Guan Qing isn't wrong. He recognized her as his disciple, and she did take the Formation Court exam, so she should indeed belong there. Why not divide it like this for now? As for whether she wants to go to the Alchemy Institute later, we can discuss when she comes out." Even though Master Hai wasn't happy about it, he had no other choice. After sending these two troublemakers away, Qiu Ze Yuan couldn't help but wipe the sweat from his forehead. Neither could be offended—one headed the Alchemy Institute, the academy's gold mine, while the other headed the Formation Court, upon whom the academy's protective formations relied. His role as dean wasn't easy. Who exactly was this Ye Ling Long, to be fought over by these two old fellows? ... Meanwhile, Ye Ling Long was unaware of her growing fame throughout the Immortal Academy. Though no one had seen her in person, her reputation spread far and wide. It was rare to be so sought after by both the Formation and Alchemy Institutes. In the Body Training Institute, Feng Li listened helplessly to the discussions about Ye Ling Long. He couldn't help but sigh. This woman was always the center of attention wherever she went. Her fame was so overwhelming that Feng Li, who had just passed the most challenging trial in the Training Institute, received no attention. Originally, he intended to confront the person responsible for the trial, only to find out they had been taken by Master Hai. This realization left him frustrated, having to wait until Ye Ling Long emerged from the library to resolve it. The library had now become a focal point for everyone. Inside, Ye Ling Long was completely engrossed, absorbing knowledge like a sponge. She had sensed from the first day in the vast library that someone was watching her—a guardian, whose strength was unfathomable. But she felt no guilt; after all, she had entered with a legitimate token. Thus, she went straight to the section on formations, which contained books, materials, and schematics on the subject. Finding a spot, she laid down a quilt made from phoenix feather thread, settled comfortably, and began to read. After observing her for two days, the overseer's gaze, realizing she did nothing but read, eventually lost interest. Time flew by, and Ye Ling Long remained immersed in her studies, oblivious to the turbulent world outside. The library's caretaker, having caught wind of the outside commotion, grew curious about this diligent young woman. Was she really an alchemist? Inside the library, she only read about formations, never touching a single book on alchemy. ... Finishing the penultimate book on the last row, Ye Ling Long rubbed her temples. Despite her strong mental resilience, the intensity and length of her study began to take a toll. Her eyes felt strangely sore and swollen. Unbeknownst to her, as she studied the formation diagrams, complex patterns had been continuously active in her eyes. After a brief rest, she glanced at the last row of the shelves. Suddenly, one particular book caught her attention. It was smaller than the others and its cover—dull, earthy yellow—was easily overlooked. Yet, for inexplicable reasons, she felt this book had a special allure. Almost involuntarily, she reached out, and the book flew into her hand. Its smooth surface, unlike paper, only bore the single large character: Formation. Curious, Ye Ling Long opened the first page...