Landing in the Fantastic World

Many people had already arrived in the hall, and most of the seats had already been occupied.    

Mu Yu had just walked into the hall when a young man in his twenties walked over.    

He glanced at Mu Yu indifferently and said, "Gold notes, blue notes, and black notes. Which one are you?"    

Mu Yu took out the black notes Xu Xuan'er gave him.    

"So it's black notes. You can only sit in the last two rows."    

The young man warned coldly, "If I find you sitting in the front row, don't blame me for chasing you out."    

"You don't have to worry about it."    

Mu Yu also responded coldly. He came to listen to the class because he didn't want to disappoint Xu Xuan'er. He wasn't prepared to listen to her.    

He already had the strongest person in Land of Divine Origin, Wind Sage Ruler, by his side. How could Holy Emperor Cang Yu compare to him in terms of cultivation experience?    

Mu Yu found the last row and sat down in the corner.    

"You didn't even bring a pen and paper with you and came to listen to the lecture!"    

A lean young man sitting next to Mu Yu glanced at Mu Yu and coldly snorted, "Giving such a precious ticket to someone like you is a disgrace."    

Hearing this, Mu Yu casually swept his gaze across the hall.    

Indeed, apart from him, there were pens and paper placed on the tables of the others.    

However, what did this have to do with him?    

Seeing Mu Yu turn a deaf ear to his words, the anger in the lean youth's heart intensified.    

Look at who this person was, he couldn't hear any of his teachings.    

His face was full of grief and indignation as he said, "My sect has paid a huge price and relied on the connections of many people to get a ticket. It's a pity that my senior brother is such a student, but because he doesn't have a ticket, he can only eavesdrop outside the door."    

"And someone like you who doesn't want to improve, actually casually got a ticket. What kind of world is this!?"    

As he spoke, his palm slammed angrily on the table.    

"How about me? What does it have to do with you? If you feel uncomfortable, get out yourself! "    

Mu Yu couldn't stand his quarreling any longer. A trace of coldness flashed across his eyes, and the Qi in his body was unintentionally unleashed.    

The lean young man instantly felt as if he had fallen into a cold cave. His entire body felt as if it was being pressed down by a huge mountain.    

He immediately shut his mouth, not daring to say a single word.    

In the front row of the hall.    

Young Master Han kept telling Xu Xuan'er his story.    

Including his background, he was the only son of the Xiugu City City Lord, Han Banglian.    

On his birthday, many powerful cultivators came to celebrate his birthday.    

At the age of twelve, he killed a Tier 3 Spirit Beast, the Illusory Feather Bear. At the age of seventeen, he obtained the title of one hundred consecutive victories on the stage. At the age of nineteen, he became one of the ten jades of the younger generation of the Xiugu Cities.    

In any case, he would brag about how formidable he was.    

He wanted to use this to attract Xu Xuan'er's admiration for him.    

However, from the beginning to the end, Xu Xuan'er just sat on the spot and smiled politely.    

She did not reveal the slightest bit of admiration for him.    

Young Master Han was somewhat angry in his heart. In the past, when her woman heard him, she would worship him endlessly.    

There was even a generous woman who had already started hinting to him that she wanted to immediately throw herself into his arms.    

She was not like Xu Xuan'er, cold and indifferent, with no interest at all.    

But this time, he also brought along a trump card. He did not believe that Xu Xuan'er would not move.    

"Miss Xu, this note is for you. Take a look at it secretly and remember it. Do not let anyone see it."    

Suddenly, Young Master Han lowered his voice and carefully stuffed a piece of paper into Xu Xuan'er's hands.    

"What is this?"    

Xu Xuan'er opened the paper with some doubt and took a few glances.    

The note actually wrote three questions related to cultivation.