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Chapter 2716 Demonic Cultivator: My Banner Remains the Same (Part 12)
Xining put all her belongings into a storage bag, which was a gift from the Daoist Academy.

In addition, the academy also provided more than a dozen sets of ancient costumes covering all four seasons, since appearances are very important when traveling.

The outfit she was wearing at that moment, with its white collar, cinched waist, and wide sleeves, was indeed elegant and graceful, but its overly plain style revealed a strong sense of funeral atmosphere reminiscent of ancient costume dramas about cultivating immortality.

There were also the latest mobile phones and laptops, as well as dozens of expensive talismans, such as invisibility talismans, escape talismans, and Five Thunder Talismans that could summon lightning.

These are exclusive benefits for exchange students. When you're out and about, you need to have some equipment so you don't embarrass the Taoist Academy.

Old Man He came to see them off in person. His eyes were deep, and he earnestly advised them: "The atmosphere over there is far worse than in our academy. Bullying is rampant. It's a barbaric place where guns are common. If you can beat them, then fight. If you can't, then run away quickly and wait for an opportunity. When they let their guard down, then beat them to a pulp. If you want to eliminate future troubles, then just quit."

Xining...

As expected of a senior expert, your words are more valuable than any other advice; they are all based on solid experience.

The college actually doesn't want anything to happen to the exchange students.

Just like in a sect, if a disciple, especially an ordinary disciple, dies, so be it. They can just close the door and discuss it.

However, if someone is killed by another sect outside, the situation is completely different. Even if they are an outer disciple, or even a janitor sweeping the grounds at the gate, it is not up to outsiders to deal with them.

Some rules and principles are universal, regardless of the plane or era.

Old Man He handed her a few communication talismans: "Take these. Let me know in advance if you run out, and I'll try to send them to you."

Xi Ning asked, somewhat puzzled, "Principal, don't we have cell phones?"

Old Man He waved his hand: "Use that thing sparingly, it's easy to be eavesdropped on and it leaves communication records. Transmission talismans don't have these problems."

Okay, Xining put it away.

Come to think of it, metaphysics has only been revived for a few years, and now the country conducts spiritual root tests on all students every year during primary and secondary school enrollment and college entrance examination registration.

Even though students of the Taoist Academy have passed the optimal age for cultivation, they are still highly protected and extremely precious.

In the early years, some foreign laboratories even arrested Chinese people with spiritual roots and took their blood samples for research.

"There's one more thing." Old Man He looked around, still feeling uneasy, so he took out a soundproof note from his pocket and tossed it into the air.

The talisman flew into the air and, driven by spiritual power, seemed to be fixed in mid-air. Then, centered on the talisman, a protective aura emanating a faint spiritual light enveloped the two figures.

What's said inside this cover can't be heard by those outside.

Old Man He then spoke with relief: "This exchange also has a secret mission. To destroy the Western Magic Academy as much as possible. According to research from above, Western magic seems powerful at the beginning. Anyone with a little magical blood can summon fire or something by chanting a spell. But in the later stages, it's not all that impressive."

“We’ve calculated that once someone reaches the Foundation Establishment stage, even a Grand Mage is no match for them. What we need now is time, time to gather our strength. If you go there and encounter any promising talents among them, then…” As he spoke, he made a gesture of slicing a watermelon.

Xi Ning was taken aback, then said with a bitter face, "Principal He, thank you for valuing me so highly, but I'm sorry, a mere demon cultivator like me can't do that!"

“If you can’t do that, then give us their names and detailed information, especially their specialties in magic and what level they’ve reached. I believe you can definitely handle it,” Old Man He stroked his white beard, his smiling face revealing no hint of his ruthlessness. “I can tell at a glance that you have the talent.”

"Go ahead and do it, but remember, never let them capture you alive. If anything happens, go to the Chinese Embassy for help. We'll find a way to bring you back. Once you're back, with us protecting you, what are you afraid of?"

Xi Ning's lips twitched slightly. Well, sending her there really was just to let her wreak havoc on the academy. The soundproof talisman quickly ran out of spiritual power and vanished without a trace. The time for parting had come.

The academy activated the transmission array, which avoids the fatigue of travel, is faster, and also avoids many risks, making it very safe.

Those whom the Western upper class doesn't want to see often encounter "accidents": plane crashes, shipwrecks, train derailments, car accidents...

Even those imprisoned in what is known as the most secure prison will "hang themselves" in a blind spot of the surveillance system when the guards are not around, leaving their bodies with purplish-red faces.

Anyone who has studied forensic medicine knows that people who commit suicide by hanging usually turn deathly pale because their blood vessels are blocked. Those who are strangled, on the other hand, will have large amounts of dark red bruising on their face and neck.

In any case, the conclusion is that he hanged himself, that's all. Those accidents, of course, were just accidents.

The teleportation array on the ground, covered with intricate runes, lit up. Old Man He gave her an encouraging smile: "I believe in you. Don't worry, the entire academy is behind you!"

I don't believe you. Otherwise, why would I have sent her abroad?

Xi Ning inwardly complained, but smiled and waved her hand: "Don't worry, Principal, I will definitely study hard, improve every day, refine my skills, and strive for excellence! Um... can the academy really guarantee my future?"

Anyone who wants to increase their cultivation level knows what they need to do: collect living souls!

Old Man He stroked his beard and nodded in satisfaction. His kind face and refined manners seemed to overlap with the statue of Confucius in the temple for a moment.

He felt a sense of pride, as if he were seeing his own students, under his guidance, become outstanding individuals who went abroad to study.

After saying goodbye, Xining stepped into the teleportation array. Her vision blurred for a moment, and when the light disappeared, the surrounding scenery was completely different.

She was in a charming little garden, with two men in suits standing in front of her.

Upon seeing her appear, one of them immediately clasped his hands in greeting and asked, "Are you an exchange student from the Huaxia Daoist Academy?"

Xi Ning returned the greeting with clasped hands, and said politely, "I am Jiang Luoyi."

“Jiang, you don’t need to be so polite,” the other party introduced himself. “We are staff members of the Chinese Embassy. We received the news and came here to meet you. The vehicle is ready, and we will take you to Samohog Magic Academy now.”

So, after saving the embassy's emergency contact number in her phone, Xining got into the arranged vehicle and headed to the magic academy.

Once we left the city, we entered a vast wilderness. Samo is one of the most barren states, with hardly any greenery in sight. The withered tumbleweeds were more than half a person tall, rolling around in the wind from time to time.

Sitting in the back row, Xi Ning was a little stunned: "Where are we going? Shouldn't we be going to the magic academy at some train station, Platform Nine and Three-Quarters?"

"Hehe." The staff member sitting in the passenger seat responded with a smile: "Although Western magic has always existed, like Chinese Taoist magic, it used to be all legends. They haven't mastered spatial folding yet, so there's not much difference between magic universities and ordinary universities."

It took almost an hour before we arrived at a place that looked like a college.

As the car slowly drove through the gate, Xi Ning could see a row of Gothic buildings along the left and right walls. A slight twitch appeared on Xi Ning's lips.

That's it? Its size is at most similar to that of an average university in China.

But she soon realized something was wrong!