Chapter 8: A War of Words

  Luoyu attended a course on Siyi in the morning, and this knowledge is lectured once a year. When Luoyu went there, it was just the beginning of the day, so there was no situation where she couldn't keep up.

  There were only a few people sitting in the school hall, and the teachers didn't care about the students below, they just finished their lectures every day and left without assigning any homework.

  The Huang family is not very big, but it shouldn't be just a few sparse people. Because this is only the first year of basic courses, those who have finished listening will go to advanced classes, and the remaining ones haven't finished learning Mongolian yet. Also because of something that happened 20 years ago.

  40 years ago, a new secret realm appeared in the cultivation world - Qing Huang Secret Realm. The entire cultivation world was boiling over. As people were needed to explore the path, the major sects did not restrict personnel entry and exit, so old and young alike flocked to it, with the Huang family almost emptying out. Not to mention the dangers inside the secret realm, just the killing and robbery among cultivators resulted in two-thirds of the people not coming out. Those with high cultivation were fine, but those with poor cultivation basically became fish meat on a chopping board.

  After this incident, the cultivation world was somewhat disheartened. The Huang family also suffered heavy losses of young people in this event, and since it is not easy for cultivators to have children, newborn babies are even more scarce.

  Of course, there are also beneficiaries in this event, such as Huang Daiming, the father of Luoxue's female master. His cultivation jumped from the late stage of foundation building to the early stage of golden elixir, skipping the great circle of foundation building. It is said that this is not his greatest opportunity, but what it is specifically cannot be known.

  At that time, Luo Yu's grandfather was about to pass away, and Huang Daishou was a filial son who couldn't leave at this time. He didn't catch up with the opportunity and thus escaped this disaster. After the event, Huang Daishou still sighed endlessly when mentioning it.

  In just three days, Luo Yu had already become familiar with Huang Zi Qian.

  It was still before the afternoon class, and two children were chatting together.

  "I'm the sixth child at home, and there's still a younger sister below me. When my dad was about to leave, he told me that from now on, don't let mom give birth to any more children. Once I grow up, they can move to Qingzhou City and live a good life. Actually, when I go back home next time, I'll send the money I've saved to my dad, so they can have a better life."

  All he could hear was Luo Yu's giggles, this kid is too entertaining.

  "Tsk tsk, a country bumpkin and a useless person, two of them just happen to make a perfect pair."

  The one speaking was the red-robed girl from that day, her name was Huang Luoyue, only a month younger than Zi Xi, also with an upper-middle three-spirit root talent, currently at the fourth layer of Qi Refining, still some distance away from breaking through.

  "My brother said it's been a long time since he saw Eighth Sister, and he's waiting for you in the backyard of the training hall." Luo Yu tilted her head and smiled at Huang Luoyue.

  "Hmph, I'll surpass him one day and see how he protects you then." Huang Luoyue stormed off in a huff.

  The night before last, Zi Ye also mentioned this little girl to Luo Yu.

  "4 years ago, our family opened a new restaurant, which is now managed by my father, Xianyin Pavilion. At that time, there was a rumor that it was led by the father of Luoyue, but unexpectedly, it ended up in my father's hands. Since then, the two families have had conflicts."

  "This is a fair competition, and our family has never wronged them. So if she provokes you again, don't be polite. If you can't handle it, come back home tonight and tell me, I'll take care of it for you."

  So there was Luo Yu's previous response.

  After half a stick of incense, the middle-aged monk entered the front yard. This person's name is Huang Daichun, who took over the previous job after graduating from the clan school and guided the primary school students.

  "Uncle Chun, I felt the aura last night, it was colorful and looked great." Huang Zilong stood up and said with a proud expression.

  He is a Three Spiritual Roots, with a talent that is slightly above average. He was originally the most outstanding among five children and was the first to feel the spiritual energy, which was also reasonable.

  "Good, not bad! However, still need to work harder and strive to get qi into the body as soon as possible."

  Huang Daichun nodded and said to the remaining four people: "You must work harder. In addition to daily classes, you can also think more at other times, find a comfortable environment for yourself, so that you can feel the spiritual energy faster."

  On that day, no one among the newcomers had any thoughts of spiritual energy. Of course, this included Luo Yu.

  In succession, two more were eliminated, leaving Luo Yu and Huang Zi Qian, both of whom possessed the Five Spirits Root.

  Luoyu returned home with a sorrowful and unhappy expression.

  She has been working hard, but why hasn't she achieved success yet? Hasn't she been too distracted lately?

  Don't build a foundation!

  These four words flashed through her mind, and Luo Yu couldn't help but recall the three elders' words that day.

  Alright! Although Luo Yu was still carefree and went to school as usual, playing with Zi Qian Tong Xue and arguing nonstop with Luo Yue, it seemed like she had forgotten about the incident that day. In reality, those four words were deeply etched in her heart, which is why she hastily went to learn the Four Arts.

  It's because I don't have confidence in myself! Lu Yu walked to the peach tree in the yard, looked up at the night sky, and saw that the stars were like chess pieces of different sizes, inlaid on the black curtain, sprinkling a faint starlight.

  "The Great Way is fifty, Heaven's Mandate is forty-nine, and man has one to hide." A thread of bright light flashed through Luo Yu's mind.

  Since heaven has left her a glimmer of hope, she should believe in herself and go for it, and she will surely succeed.

  Whether the theory is correct or not, Luo Yu was truly calming down. She sat cross-legged on the ground, her five senses facing upwards, closed her eyes and slowly felt the quietness of the night.