Starting with "The Demonic Cultivation," I had no choice but to pretend to be a magical gi

The process of assembling the collection was not long.

Soon, a line formed and they boarded the bus. The long convoy set off, driving straight through the streets and alleys, and finally stopped in the afternoon.

With a hissing sound from the car door, the fumes, mixed with the smell of leather, found their outlet.

"We've arrived! Don't push, get off in an orderly fashion!"

The teacher in charge's loud voice couldn't quell the students' restless emotions at all.

After all, for these students who usually attend public schools, being able to attend such a legendary school is like Grandma Liu visiting the Grand View Garden.

The annual tuition fees alone are beyond the reach of ordinary people.

I don't know what the principal lost that allowed him to reconcile everything in less than half a day.

That really shows great care and effort.

Gu Yun mingled in the crowd and slowly got off the bus.

It must be said that there is a reason why they dare to charge such high tuition fees.

As soon as you enter the school gate, you are greeted by a huge fountain square, where a magical girl statue carved from white marble is holding a water bottle and spraying clear water.

The sense of class disparity is palpable.

"Ha, capital."

Gu Yun squinted, surveying the surrounding buildings, a cryptic expression playing on his lips.

He didn't care about any of that; there were more important things to do right now.

The resettlement process was much faster than expected.

Because it was a temporary arrangement, the students of Huacheng High School were assigned to the experimental building in the west campus, and even the dormitories they used were old dormitories.

Even so, the configuration of the double room is still quite amazing.

There are countless other clever ideas and details.

Gu Yun doesn't live on campus. As a typical transmigrator with no parents, no sister, and a house, he goes home to live every day and tinkers with the top-secret magical girl information he has collected from various sources.

After the teachers distributed the temporary meal cards and classrooms, there wasn't much else to do, so they quietly slipped out of the crowd.

"Hey, what are you trying to do now?"

Nightingale had never been to such a place before, and was quite amazed. Seeing Gu Yun's actions, she couldn't help but ask.

"This place truly lives up to its reputation as a prestigious school; even the air here smells sweeter than outside. I can feel my demonic golden core circulating much more smoothly. Why not take this opportunity to thoroughly repair it instead of wandering around aimlessly?"

"To scout out the way."

Gu Yun strolled casually around the campus, quickly taking notes of his surroundings.

The groups of beautiful young women chatting and laughing by the roadside were insignificant to Gu Yun; his real targets were those seemingly inconspicuous places.

"Although this wall is quite high and the barbed wire slopes inward, the trees next to it are an opening. As long as I climb the trees, I can climb over directly... Hmm, I'll write that down."

After quickly finalizing a feasible plan, Gu Yun turned his attention elsewhere.

"And this drainage ditch too."

He walked to the roadside and casually kicked the cast iron manhole cover.

"It's surprising that it wasn't completely sealed off. If a fight really breaks out, escaping through the sewers with our belongings might be a viable option."

As he walked, Gu Yun kept muttering to himself.

After listening for a while, the nightingale couldn't help but roll its eyes.

She realized that this kid was completely out of his mind, and getting angry with an idiot would only make her look like an idiot herself.

"Are you suffering from some kind of persecution complex? Who would come to a place like this to fight for no reason? Places like this, where rich people stay, are full of magical girls patrolling every day."

"I'm starting to believe that you really are only 27 years old."

Gu Yun suddenly said something.

"That was when..."

Nightingale gave a soft hum, just about to agree, when she suddenly realized that something seemed a little off.

"Boy, what exactly do you mean? Explain yourself!"

"Literal meaning."

Gu Yun stood up, feeling there was no need to explain too clearly, otherwise this guy would start making a fuss again, which would be quite troublesome.

"I am a member of the Demonic Path, and I belong to the highest-level batch within the Demonic Path, so naturally I must always assume the worst-case scenario."

If my identity is ever exposed and I'm cornered at school by the association, these seemingly insignificant preparations will be my only chance to turn the tables!

After all, he is an extraterrestrial demon!

As a transmigrator, one's status is undoubtedly at the top, and the ability to cause trouble wherever one goes is also first-rate.

Gu Yun wholeheartedly agreed with this.

Even though he had been extremely cautious for the past three years, he had still nearly lost his life several times. It was incredibly dangerous and required constant vigilance.

You should learn this amazing wisdom in dealing with people and situations.

Is this right?

The nightingale was somewhat puzzled.

She hadn't expected that Gu Yun would care so much about her identity and place her in such an important position, leaving her speechless for a moment.

After all, Nightingale didn't know that Gu Yun was a time traveler. In her eyes, he was just a mortal, at most a little mentally unstable, and possessed some mysterious little tricks that she herself was unaware of.

So who else could that "demonic path" and the so-called highest level refer to besides herself?

snort!

"Considering that this lad did all this for my sake, I'll forgive you for now."

The nightingale would never admit that she had been moved for even a moment.

Gu Yun, however, felt completely bewildered.

After all, this so-called great cultivator of the demonic path had been talking non-stop since we met, so why did he suddenly become so quiet?

It's a bit strange that I'm not used to it.

He was under a lot of pressure, but he couldn't show it in front of others, so he often talked to himself in his mind.

Now that I have this old man who's always making a fuss, it's actually quite stress-relieving to have him give me a lecture now and then.

We strolled around for a while and soon arrived at the East Campus.

There is a long tree-lined avenue here, and in comparison, the East Campus is actually the main campus where students mainly engage in activities.

Although they weren't separated by a wall, the invisible sense of separation felt even stronger than the wall itself.

On the lawn, several students dressed in high-end school uniforms spread out a picnic blanket and began to drink afternoon tea.

Gu Yun glanced at it once and then looked away, losing interest.

This overly comfortable scene was of no value to him; it served no purpose other than wasting his time.

Just as he was about to go and observe other places, a slightly familiar figure suddenly came into view.

It was a bench next to the teaching building on the main campus, used for temporary rest.

A young girl sat there all alone.

And this person was none other than Lin Zhixia, whom Gu Yun had met just last night.