Chapter 140: The Eve of the New School Term（1）

Translator: Misty Cloud Translations Editor: Misty Cloud Translations

Old Grand Madame deserved to be called Old Grand Madame. Her ideas were more mature than Ye Tian Kuang’s.

An emergency measure would only make the estrangement between Ye Qing Luo and Ye family larger.

On the contrary, they reinstated Ye Qing Luo as the daughter of the official wife as well as the Young Matriarch and restored all the privileges that came with the positions. It was a significant method to stabilize her.

These two days, servant girls came in and out.

It’s just that …Old Grand Madame and Ye Tian Kuang did not set foot here.

Within a few days, Ye Feng Yu had been able to get out of bed and was sent back by the Mu brothers.

Knowing that the Ye Qing Luo was not wronged by Old Grand Madame, but moved to the best courtyard, his worried heart was finally put at rest.

It seems that Old Grand Madame really decided the position of her younger generation by their Profound Qi ranks and abilities.

These few days, Ye Qing Luo spent her time in the Azure Dew Bracelet with Old Man Cang to practice Profound Qi as well as the First Level of Purgatory Clearance techniques.

Her profound grade has been stuck in Yellow Profound Sixth Grade ever since she competed with Ye Qing Ling.

Ye Qing Luo tried countless ways to break through, but eventually, she could not get past this barrier.

Ye Qing Luo wanted to try and challenge the Second Layer of Purgatory, which might stimulate her advancement.

However, Old Man Cang disagreed with her and forcibly prevented her from doing so.

“The Twelve-layers Purgatory is a void space and is different from this world. But… If you are injured inside, you are really injured. If you die inside, you are really dead.”

Old Man Cang said solemnly, “The old man will never let you step on the second level until you have sufficient strength to tackle that level.”

When Ye Feng Yu returned to Three Springs Sect, he tidied up his courtyard and moved directly to live in Ye Qing Luo’s courtyard.

The new courtyard was vast. It’s divided into two areas.

Ye Feng Yu occupied the front courtyard, while Ye Qing Luo in the rear courtyard. The siblings’ living quarters were separated by a distance so that it wouldn’t attract people’s disdain.

Ye Qing Luo refined and made several medicinal pills for Ye Feng Yu to strengthen his body with Dragon God Cauldron’s instruction.

Time flew and half a month passed.

The Heavenly Academy had completed the new students’ assessments. The day of the new term was coming.

On the night before the school started, the servants packed the luggage for the two siblings.

Complex emotions emerged on Ye Feng Yu’s handsome face.

He left the courtyard alone after dinner.

“Miss, did Young Master get too nervous about going to Heavenly Academy?” Zi Ling asked in a low voice. She also saw that Ye Feng Yu was not in good condition.

Ye Qing Luo wiped her mouth and squinted her enchanting eyes. “That youngster…I’m afraid it was because for my sake.”

Sure enough, no more than half an hour later, Ye Feng Yu returned to the courtyard with a dark face.

He saw that Ye Qing Luo was still sitting in the hall, obviously waiting for him.

Ye Feng Yu lowered his head and sat down beside Ye Qing Luo.

Every now and then, he shot a glance at Ye Qing Luo from the corner of his eyes. He looked hesitant to speak.

Ye Qing Luo was not impatient. She leaned at the back of a chair indolently, waiting patiently for him to speak.

Ye Feng Yu’s thin lips moved slightly. He suddenly took out a brocade pouch from his bosom. “Elder Sister, this is 200 gold coins. New students must pay Heavenly Academy’s registration fee. You…Take it!”

“What about you?” Ye Qing Luo lifted her eyebrows. She glanced indifferently at the brocade pouch in his hand.

Ye Feng Yu’s complexion showed an unnatural trace. “I…naturally have some. This is for Elder Sister.”

“Xiao Yu,” Ye Qing Luo interrupted him indifferently. Her voice was cold. “You know, Elder Sister hates lying most.”

Ye Feng Yu bit his thin lip. Her words just now made his throat even more constricted. He was unable to speak.

“It’s…Father didn’t consent to…”