"My apologies, Venerable Yun Ying, but I have no talent for artifact refining."
Li Shiqing took a deep breath and bowed respectfully towards Qin Si and Qian Ying. "I have long admired Venerable Xi Lou of Qianxiao Peak. I beg the Peak Master and Venerable Qian Ying to allow me to join the sect!"
"You are truly ungrateful!" Yun Ying, upon hearing this, angrily flicked his sleeve. "Do you think Qianxiao Peak is so easily entered? Li Shiqing, don't regret this!"
Yun Ying felt that this made him inferior to Qian Ying and, wanting to speak further, was glared at by the Peak Master of Artifact Refining Peak. He could only huff in dissatisfaction and return to his seat.
"My mind is made up," Li Shiqing pursed her lips. If Bai Shengyi could be fearless and pursue his own path wholeheartedly, could she, as the most talented person in the Li family, be outdone by a woman from an ordinary noble family?
Li Shiqing felt she should also stick to her own ideas.
This was the essence of youthful spirit.
"Oh, you are not bad either. Come to Qianxiao Peak to stay for a while. Senior Brother Xia is not here, so we will see about accepting disciples when he returns." Qian Ying was happy to embarrass Yun Ying, her beautiful eyes smiling as she nodded.
Yun Ying watched this scene coldly. "Your Qianxiao Peak has taken in two peak dual-elemental spirit root disciples at once. This is perhaps going too far, isn't it?"
The esteemed figures above all looked intently at Qian Ying and Qin Si.
Yun Ying was right. How could Qianxiao Peak snatch up both talented prospects!
Qian Ying: "Shouldn't this be a moment for you all to reflect on what you haven't done well enough to attract these disciples?"
Yun Ying's face turned ashen with anger, feeling that Qian Ying's words were a veiled jab at him, especially since he had just been rejected by that brat, Li Shiqing!
"Vice Dean, won't you do something?" The Peak Master of Artifact Refining Peak frowned deeply, feeling Qian Ying was being too arrogant.
Unfortunately, he had approached the wrong person.
Qin Si's gaze was cold as he swept over everyone.
Though he spoke no words, a chill immediately gripped their hearts, as if an invisible pressure had descended.
"Since when does the admission of new academy disciples require equal distribution?"
His voice was icy, and he tapped his fingers on the armrest of his seat twice, as if striking their hearts. No one dared to speak further.
"Since everyone has chosen their desired disciples, and the students have found suitable mentors, Mu Xing, proceed to the next step."
With Qin Si's declaration, Mu Xing addressed the new disciples, "Follow me."