Self-cultivation after becoming a villain girl

"Then... wouldn't Xiaoxi know everything?"

Chapter 066: Blood Hunter and Blood Clan

"Then... Xiaoxi will know everything, right?"

Hearing Jiang Mi's worried words, Nan Yin was silent.

"Jiang Mi, you should understand that she will know about this sooner or later. As long as the results of the ability test are out in three days, any normal person will be able to see the problem."

Nanyin was right, but Jiangmi was still a little worried.

"Then what will you and Nanxi do?"

What should I do? Yes, how will a sister who had her superpower genes taken away by her adoptive father and given to her younger sister continue to get along with this younger sister?

"let it go……"

"As soon as I pass the ability test, I will go see Bai Xi."

The orange-haired girl looked at Nan Yin who had an expressionless face in front of her and was silent for a moment.

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At the same time, thousands of miles away from Tianzhou City.

Great Britain—The Secret Territory of the Privy Council.

"Swish!" The silver blade light suddenly split the blood mist in front of it. The silver light shone on Mu Ran's expressionless face. She just stood in the middle of the hall of the ancient castle.

The interior of the old house in front of him was exactly the same, but the blood mist covering the entire street and the disappearance of teammates had made Mu Ran realize that he had entered the illusion of the vampire knight.

"Kill her..."

"Wow!" The blood mist suddenly exploded, but it was not because of Mu Ran's sudden attack. A blood disciple wearing a black robe and holding a blood-red sickle rushed out of the blood mist and slashed at Mu Ran with the sickle.

"Bang bang!" Mu Ran's long sword behind her turned into a stream of light and slashed at the blood disciple who suddenly rushed out in front of her. At the same time, she flashed into the blood mist that had not dispersed behind her. The alchemical firearm in her hand emitted a dazzling white light. She poured nearly one-third of her body's strength into the war gun, and then fired fiercely behind her!

As an ancient weapon passed down from ancient times in Western Europe, although it is called a "gun", its method of attack is to condense the magic power infused by the user into "ammunition" that can directly hit the soul, and attack in three shooting modes.

At this moment, the attack launched by Mu Ran behind him was a scattered sixteen-shot shooting mode. As the mortal enemy of Xiqi civilization from the Middle Ages to industrial civilization, the Blood Clan Knights who claimed to be the rivals of the Blood Hunters had naturally been studied thoroughly by the ministers of the Privy Council. The three blood disciples who attacked Mu Ran were only the lowest level of combat power of the Blood Clan Knights, and most of them were combat puppets refined by the Blood Clan Knights. Mu Ran, who was almost out of school, naturally knew the weaknesses of the three blood puppets in front of him.

The most deadly thing about these half-dead puppets is their extremely fragile artificial souls, and the Blood Hunter's war gun happens to be a weapon that can extremely restrain the souls.

"Roar!" The feedback from the long sword let Mu Ran know that the blood disciple over there had been strangled to death by the sudden Taoist sword. Mu Ran frowned and recalled the long sword that was not stained with a trace of blood.

"No?" She was sure that the remaining two blood disciples had just launched an attack from behind her, but now the attack from the war gun hit nothing.

"Roar!" A roar like that of a wild beast came from behind Mu Ran. She didn't have time to react, but the silver long sword beside her turned into sword light again and blocked one of the two black shadows attacking from behind Mu Ran. The latter's sickle was about to hit Mu Ran's neck but was blocked by the battle gun.

"Swish!" The dark red sickle touched the musket that Mu Ran was using to block the attack. The aftereffects of the Blood Disciple's moves followed suit, tearing Mu Ran's sleeves into pieces.

Mu Ran looked carefully and found that the skin on his arms had been cracked by an inexplicable force, and he didn't feel any pain at all even though blood was flowing out!

Mu Ran clapped his hands and barely broke free from the sword force of the bloody disciple in front of him.

In Mu Ran's eyes, he clearly saw that the red airflow was gradually attaching to the other person's body, and the blood wind in his hands gradually gathered into two red spikes.

Letting go of the long sword in his mind, Mu Ran chose to let the Dao Sword Spirit deal with the blood disciple who seemed to be slightly weaker in strength. Looking at the man in front of him, Mu Ran immediately made a decision.

Mu Ran no longer cared about the battle with the sword spirit. He only saw the blood disciple he was facing slightly sideways with the sickle across his chest, and the whole person bounced towards Mu Ran like a spring. The blood-colored airflow on his body continued to expand, and the range of the blade was also expanding step by step.

Mu Ran grabbed the musket and raised it. The musket was originally designed for close combat, and a long and wide silver blade was embedded at the bottom of the muzzle.

After deflecting an attack from the opponent, Mu Ran used his spiritual power to send his entire body upwards, then stayed in the air. He quickly reloaded and fired.

"Wow! Hoo! Hoo!" The silver bullets made strange sounds when they hit the wind wall summoned by the blood disciple, but as Mu Ran shot more fiercely, several bullets still hit the blood disciple who was holding the sickle horizontally.

“Roar!” As the wound was emitting black gas that “purified” the flesh and blood, the opponent roared in pain.

On the other hand, Mu Ran, who had already fallen to the ground, was trembling slightly with his right hand holding the gun due to the overdrawn magic power. The ground where he had just been standing had been shattered by thousands of blood-colored air currents...

This time, his opponent was at least of the same level as himself! However, he was only matching his strength that had been reduced to level 4 after being injured, and his trump card had not been revealed yet.

Mu Ran didn't want to use it, but he didn't dare. If he used all his trump cards, the illusion array set up by the three blood disciples in front of him would be easily broken. In that case, the battlefield would spread into reality. She had not forgotten how terrible this secret place was.

Then use your own strength to defeat the opponent!

In a flash, the blood disciple came towards him with anger.

The huge sickle was waving, dark red wind was entangled, the wind turned into blades, and in an instant, twelve huge wind blades were swung out.

Mu Ran twisted the musket and used the power of his bloodline to wipe out nine of the opponent's wind blades, then dodged the remaining three.

"Cut!" Mu Ran held the butt of the musket with both hands as if she were holding a sharp sword. She turned from defense to offense, crouched slightly with her legs, and golden runes flashed all over her body. The musket flashed with white and gold interlaced light and slashed horizontally with a heavy blow. Risking the concentrated attack of the opponent, the silver blade of the musket, along with the golden magic power, sank into the wind wall of the blood disciple's overlapping shadows.

"Roar!" With the blood disciple's roar as if humiliated, the wind wall was torn in half from the middle and then dissipated.

"Roar! Die! Die!"

Wind cone!

The hurricane became a cone and went straight towards Mu Ran.

The latter held the gun in both hands, turned over and pulled back the incoming attack, thinking that the opponent would take the opportunity to attack, but the blood disciple still stood still and casually hit a few wind blades.

"Hmm?" While dealing with it, Mu Ran noticed the enlargement of the blood disciple's wound. The Blood Hunting Alchemy was naturally able to restrain the dark blood energy of the vampires. The opponent was already at the end of his strength!

Of course, Mu Ran’s attack range is not limited to where the silver blade can reach.

"Wow!"

"Bang!" The battle gun in Mu Ran's hand let out a roar belonging to Lingke Industry. The golden bullet left a trail like starlight and penetrated into the blood disciple's brain at an extremely fast speed.

"..." The opponent received a fatal blow but did not even have time to scream. However, when Mu Ran launched the final attack on Daojian, another blood disciple screamed. The battle ended almost at the same time with one sword and one man.

"Hmm?" Recalling the long sword, Mu Ran came to the blood disciple who had just fought with him with his musket and squatted down. His left hand was shining with silver light, and within three seconds a ball of purple-black flame appeared in Mu Ran's hand.

This is the soul fire of the blood disciples, which is actually their primordial spirit.

At this moment, the communication stone on Mu Ran's waist rang.

Mu Ran frowned and reached out to pick it up.

"Student Mu Ran, the college headquarters in Tianzhou City has a new mission."

"It's about the hunting case against the students of the twelve colleges. The Privy Council has ordered you to return to Tianzhou City as soon as possible."

Chapter 067: Ability Testing Begins

The best thing in the world is that every morning you wake up to a brand new day, completely free and never out of stock.

Three days had passed since the registration for the supernatural power test. When Nan Yin jumped out of Jiang Mi's van as usual, the bell in the central bell tower of Roland High School just rang. This was the preparatory bell. When it rang, it meant that the students of Roland High School had to start breakfast time because morning reading would begin in half an hour.

But the people around him behaved completely differently from usual. The student union members who were supposed to supervise discipline were nowhere to be seen. Students in groups of twos or threes were talking and laughing, as if they had not heard the bell for preparation. The security guard who usually seemed to be aloof from strangers did not care about the random people who were not in school uniforms coming in and out. Today, Roland High School behaved as if it had entered a period of relaxation before the college entrance examination.

Yes—the college entrance examination.

Today is the day for the school's supernatural power test. For a large number of students, this is not as helpful as the cultural college entrance examination, because the level of supernatural power detected will determine their future prospects.

There is no struggle without background and strength - at least this is the case for the vast majority of families that are not in the absolute upper echelons. It is like a completely fair lottery. No one knows how their special genes are developing. Everyone is looking forward to the test in three hours. Whether they will reach the top overnight or live a mediocre life depends on this moment.

"Sister... I'm a little nervous..." Nan Xi held Nan Yin's hand, her expression slightly panicked. Faced with the test that could determine her future destiny, even her heart, which had always been peaceful, began to beat faster.

"..."Xia Yiyi has been following Nan Yin. Her symptoms have improved a lot now, but she is still very attached to Nan Yin. Although she doesn't stick to Nan Yin all the time, she has successfully replaced Jiang Mi and become Nan Yin's number one follower.

Well... the price I paid was that this little follower used me as a pillow every night.

"Why should you be nervous about this? Don't be afraid." Nan Yin smiled and pinched Nan Xi's cheek, "And I believe that Xiao Xi's ability will astonish everyone."

"..." Jiang Mi, who got off the car last, just heard these words. The orange-haired girl opened her mouth and seemed to want to say something, but finally she sighed slightly, walked forward and stood silently beside Nan Yin.

"As long as my sister believes in me..." After hearing Nan Yin's words, Nan Xi encouraged herself. Holding Nan Yin's hand, her mood finally calmed down a little.

"Boss, let's go in quickly. I just asked Juzi and the others, and there's already a long line inside," Jiang Mi said, patting Nan Yin's shoulder. "If we don't grab a seat now, we may have to wait until the afternoon."

"Ah! We can't wait until the afternoon. I don't want to eat in the school cafeteria!" Nanxi was startled after hearing this and ran towards the campus with her schoolbag on her back.

"Sister, I'll go save a seat for you guys first, come quickly!"

"This little guy..." Nan Yin looked at Nan Xi's back and smiled slightly.

At this time, Xia Yiyi on the side also pulled Nan Yin's sleeve. Nan Yin turned back in confusion and found that Xia Yiyi had already carried her guitar case.

"Xiaoyin... I'll go quit the club first and come over later..." Xia Yiyi said softly.

For Xia Yiyi, the supernatural power test is actually not as important as the cultural college entrance examination. After all, according to her personality, she would never pin her hopes on supernatural powers like gambling. Her cultural subjects are already good, so she might as well work hard to prepare for the college entrance examination. By then, even if the supernatural power test results are not ideal, she can still get into a good university and still have a bright future.

After watching Xia Yiyi walk away, Nan Yin turned around and looked at Jiang Mi beside her, only to find that she was standing there blankly, as if thinking about something.

"What's wrong? What are you thinking about?" Nan Yin smiled and patted Jiang Mi's arm. The latter came back to her senses. She looked at Nan Yin and subconsciously smiled a silly smile.

"Boss, you said I'm not good at studying... If the ability test shows something wrong, I might have to go home and farm."

"What are you talking about, farming? How about I let you take care of those acres of wasteland in Lily Manor?" Nan Yin pinched Jiang Mi's face, hmm... it felt good.

"I believe in you. You have been brave and hardworking since you were young. You must have good genes for superpowers."

"These two are totally unrelated..."

Jiang Mi retorted to Nan Yin with a smile. Nan Yin could actually hear the nervousness in Jiang Mi's heart, but she didn't know what to say.

Although Nanyin has the ability to foresee the plot, she does know the results of this supernatural power test. For example, the male protagonist Su Xiaoyu has quasi-god-level wind-related supernatural powers, and Su Ling has quasi-god-level water-related supernatural powers.

Nanxi, on the other hand, has quasi-god-level ice-related abilities and demigod-level healing abilities. Having inherited Nanyin's ability genes, and with Nanshan's extensive training and instruction when she was a child, she has become a dual-ability high-potential person.

But the problem lies here. It is true that she has the ability to predict the plot, but she and Jiang Mi are characters that have never appeared in the original work, so Nan Yin naturally has no way of predicting their special powers.

Nanyin herself naturally has no special abilities, but Jiangmi...

Let's see the result in three hours.

"Well, boss, why do you look so unhappy?" At this time, Jiang Mi was looking at Nan Yin who was frowning in thought, and thought that she was worrying about the fact that she had no super powers, so she immediately tried to divert Nan Yin's attention with a relaxed tone.

"Looking unhappy? Me?" Nan Yin, who stopped thinking after hearing Jiang Mi's words, was slightly stunned. She pointed at herself blankly with a silly look on her face.

Ah... the boss is so cute, I really want to hold him in my arms and show him some love...

Well, Nanyin is just a little shorter than Jiangmi, so Jiangmi’s idea is completely feasible.

"Yeah, boss, you clearly looked very distressed just now... How about this, no matter what the test results are, I will follow you, wherever you go." Jiang Mi said as he patted his chest proudly, looking like he was the only one who could do it better than him, which really made Nan Yin laugh.

But after the joyful interaction, an inexplicable quietness arose between the two.

Yes, Nan Yin, who has no superpowers, naturally has no way of taking the superpower recruitment exam, and Jiang Mi will at least obtain civilian-level superpowers. He cannot enter the twelve major colleges, but he can still try other small colleges.

Just as Su Ling said, no matter how bad Jiang Mi is, he can still be an armored soldier.

But in this way, Jiang Mi and Nan Yin are destined to be separated, and they both know that they can't live without each other.

"Let's go, let's make the best of it now that we are here." Nan Yin said without thinking, holding Jiang Mi's hand and walked into the campus.

Jiang Mi was stunned at first when her hand was held by another jade hand. Then her face turned red inexplicably. She couldn't say anything and just let Nan Yin lead her away.

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Arriving at Xingzhi Square where the concentrated supernatural power testing was being conducted, Nanyin and Jiangmi immediately praised Nanxi for taking the initiative.

Because at this moment, there were nearly a thousand students waiting for testing in Xingzhi Square, and even so, there were still other students arriving later.

At this moment, twelve detection capsules of different colors have been raised in the square.

It is called a capsule, but in fact it is a portable modular building. It is given such a nickname because of its capsule-like appearance. Only the twelve major supernatural academies can produce such a high-end technological product.

Look, there are twelve detection capsules of different colors distributed in twelve directions on the square, as if they are confronting each other.

Although the twelve capsules belong to twelve different colleges, this ability test is completely fair and just. It does not mean that you cannot apply for other colleges after entering the capsule of Canales College. The test results of all capsules will be sent privately to the students themselves, and then the students will choose the college they want to apply for.

Of course, privacy is only relative. For the college tutors who are responsible for testing, high-level test results will definitely be handed over to them - they will have the choice to retain those students with potential.

There are twelve levels of supernatural powers. The first level is generally called the civilian level, the second level is the secondary source, the third level is the weak source, the fourth level is the source life, the fifth level is the source apprentice, the sixth level is the source master, the seventh level is the source spirit, the eighth level is the quasi-god, the ninth level is the demigod, the tenth level is the god, the eleventh level is the super god, and the twelfth level is taboo.

In this world, because of the ubiquitous supernatural factors in the air, the supernatural factors will mutate human supernatural genes at every moment, so that everyone's supernatural level and potential are completely uncontrollable. It is very likely that a child born by a weak source can reach the level of a source master or even a source spirit.

Of course, there are also examples where the offspring of high-grade psychics have abilities lower than their own grade, but whether higher or lower than the mother's grade, the range will not exceed four levels. A child of a demigod cannot be lower than a source master, and a child of a commoner is too likely to be higher than a source disciple - this is the constant law of nature.

Therefore, each country would initially have a large number of high-level psychics to protect its regime, and this gradually led to the formation of the twelve major academies.

The twelve major colleges almost monopolize the resources for supernatural education. As we all know, whether or not you have abundant resources in the matter of cultivation completely determines the extent to which your potential is developed. So over time, new supernatural people can only choose to study in the twelve major colleges. And since you have entered this college, you will receive a one-stop service from study to graduation to assignment, and the supernatural resources are clearly arranged - this also further guarantees social stability.

At the same time, in order to ensure that the original intentions of the twelve academies remain unchanged, the presidents of the academy councils are all those who stand at the top of the world and put human interests first, such as the Dragon Emperor Xin of Shenhuang, whose strength cannot be measured by supernatural powers alone...

As for your question, aren't there still those small colleges? I'm sorry, people all yearn for a high-end life, and there will almost never be high-level psychics going to study in those small colleges.

Nan Yin looked at the twelve huge capsules in front of her and gradually came back to her senses. Jiang Mi beside her was already sweating profusely with anxiety. There were more and more people around, and they couldn't find Nan Xi at all!