Chapter 225: Forsaken Land (2)
Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations
“They must not have been simple peasants if they could gain a foothold there.” Shen Yanxiao had yet to encounter a demon, but she had heard about their savagery from various sources.
Even though she was not interested in the demons, she was extremely interested in the demonic cores inside them.
“Obviously! Those three are now lords of the Forsaken Land. They practice a different set of rules there, and they could even disregard the Emperor’s ruling. They are like independent rulers in those cities, and that’s so cool!” Even though he was a young master from the Black Tortoise Family, Tang Nazhi had profound respect for those lords with special privileges.
Shen Yanxiao shot a sideways glance at the extremely excited Tang Nazhi and spoke as if she had just thought about it, “Even though they have this compet.i.tion, are you sure there’s a slot for an herbalist?”
Herbalists and priests are auxiliary professions, and they rarely partic.i.p.ated in battles. Those in other professions could end the fight in a second if it were a one-to-one match with the herbalists.
At least the priests had a light s.h.i.+eld and bind as a safeguard mechanism, which then made the herbalists the weakest among all professions, and they were also the ones without any fighting abilities.
Tong Nazhi looked like he had rolled up his sleeves in preparation for the battle in half a year’s time.
Tang Nazhi’s lips twitched, and his originally exuberant expression immediately wilted. He lowered his head and softly said, “Herbalists would only be tortured if they do join the compet.i.tion. Furthermore, we have to be in the top ten positions in our academy before we can represent the Saint Laurent Academy in the compet.i.tion.”
Over the years, one could not find the name of an herbalist in the top ten or even the top 100 list.
It was truly pathetic!
“Instead of wasting time thinking about this, you might as well learn how to produce sleeping potions. There will be an exam next week, and if you fail again, they might kick you out of the violet cla.s.s.” As she finished the last bite of her lunch, Shen Yanxiao took the opportunity to remind someone of their predicament.
Every cla.s.s would allot a.s.signments to their students, and if the student were to fail four a.s.signments in a month, then they would need to bid farewell to their cla.s.s.
Unfortunately, Tang Nazhi had failed all three a.s.signments that month, and if he were to fail again, he probably would have to say goodbye to the violet cla.s.s.
When Shen Yanxiao said that, Tang Nazhi’s face immediately paled.
He had worked hard in his cla.s.ses, but how did he get such tragic results when he had followed the steps that he had memorized so thoroughly?
Furthermore, Shen Yanxiao could produce the perfect potion even though she was always missing for the better part of the day. She was also the fastest in cla.s.s, so the teacher had only high praise for her.
Other than the time he spent sleeping and eating, Tang Nazhi worked hard for his herbalism cla.s.ses almost twenty-fours a day. It also seemed like Shen Yanxiao only spent a maximum of five hours per day on her cla.s.ses. However, even though he nearly worked himself to death, he had failed to pa.s.s his a.s.signments. On the contrary, the b.a.s.t.a.r.d who often disappeared on some journey managed to pa.s.s all of the a.s.signments.
It was unfair! It was extremely unfair!
Tang Nazhi was depressed and frustrated about his plight. Even though he acknowledged Shen Yanxiao’s talent in herbalism, it did not alleviate the unfairness that he felt.
“Say, Little Jue. I’ve been very good to you during this period, so could you…”