Translator: CinderTL
Minutes later, he arrived at Penglai University.
Buzz! His psychic power swept across Penglai Academy, rapidly covering the entire campus.
Within seconds, Jiang Ye located his parents.
Hmm?
Why can't I sense Teacher Zhu? Jiang Ye wondered, a hint of confusion in his mind.
However, he didn't dwell on it.
Zhu Honglie's realm far surpassed his own. If Teacher Zhu actively concealed himself, he would be nearly impossible to detect.
"Let's go." Jiang Ye transformed into a Flowing Light and surged toward the Heaven-Tier Zone where Li Anping and Jiang Dahai resided.
Heaven-Tier Zone.
"Teacher Zhu too, huh?"
"He even has a Heaven-Tier Zone villa specially reserved for him." Jiang Ye shook his head wryly. He could already sense his parents' presence within one of the villas.
Swiftly, he descended into the villa where his parents were staying.
"Xiao Ye?"
"What brings you here?" Jiang Dahai and Li Anping immediately rose to greet him.
"Dad, Mom," Jiang Ye smiled. "I brought you some treasures that can prolong your lifespan."
With a wave of his hand, several C-Tier Opportunities materialized on the ground.
"You rascal!"
"We still haven't finished spending the tens of millions you gave us last time," Jiang Dahai chuckled, feigning annoyance. "Don't bother with these gifts. Keep them for yourself."
"These are useless to me now," Jiang Ye said, shaking his head.
It was the truth.
The items he had brought were all first- and second-tier opportunities.
While completely ineffective for Jiang Ye, they would be invaluable supplements for Jiang Dahai and Li Anping.
"Dad," Jiang Ye said, turning to Jiang Dahai, "since you've moved here, what about your old job?"
"What else could I do? I quit," Jiang Dahai replied with a shrug. "Your Teacher Zhu even took care of all the arrangements for us."
"Still, the tens of millions you left us would be enough to live on for the rest of our lives," Jiang Dahai added with a smile.
Neither he nor Li Anping harbored grand ambitions.
Living a comfortable life was enough for them.
"What about Tingting?" Jiang Ye asked. "Which school is she attending?"
Jiang Ting was now fourteen years old and in her second year of middle school.
"Tingting..." Jiang Dahai hesitated.
"Hmm?" Jiang Ye's expression shifted slightly. "What's wrong with her?"
"It's nothing serious," Li Anping interjected. "She's attending Tianhai Thirteenth Middle School, but she's struggling to keep up with the class."
"Falling behind?" Jiang Ye frowned slightly. "Tingting has always been a good student."
"It's not her academic grades," Jiang Dahai sighed. "It's her martial dao cultivation. Her innate talent in martial dao is far inferior to her classmates'."
"Cultivation?" Jiang Ye was taken aback. "I thought cultivation didn't start until high school?"
"That's how it is in Ancheng, which is behind the times," Jiang Dahai said helplessly. "Your Teacher Zhu arranged for Tingting to attend Tianhai Thirteenth Middle School, a prestigious junior high where cultivation begins in the second year."
"Jiang Ting has a Primitive innate aptitude."
"Her classmates are either freshmen or have dao bones. How can she possibly keep up?" Jiang Dahai sighed again.
Jiang Ye frowned.
Primitive innate aptitude?
It was true that Jiang Ting had a Primitive innate aptitude, but she also possessed the Martial Fetus Holy Body!
Logically, her cultivation should be at least on par with those with dao bones.
Moreover, in the early stages of cultivation, before one comes into contact with stellar energy, progress depends solely on physique, not innate aptitude.
"How could she be falling behind?" Jiang Ye asked, puzzled. "Could it be she hasn't adjusted to the new environment yet?"
"I don't think so."
"Tingting has been at Thirteen Middle School for half a year now, and her martial dao grades are the worst in the entire school."
Jiang Dahai sighed helplessly. "Her teacher said that if her scores don't improve by the next exam, she'll be dragging the school down and they'll have to transfer her. She's just not suited for Thirteen Middle School."
Just then, Jiang Dahai's phone buzzed.
He glanced at the screen.
"Jiang Ting's teacher wants us to come to a parent-teacher conference," Jiang Dahai said, his face darkening. "I guess they're going to discuss her transfer."
"A parent-teacher conference?"
Jiang Ye's eyes lit up. "I'll go," he said immediately. "I can check on Tingting while I'm there."
"You?"
"Alright," Jiang Dahai nodded. "Hurry then. Jiang Ting is in Class 21 of the second grade."
"Got it."
Jiang Ye turned and left swiftly.
Left behind, Li Anping looked worried. "What are we going to do about Tingting?"
"Don't worry," Jiang Dahai said optimistically. "Didn't Xiao Ye struggle to keep up when he first started cultivating? Look at him now—he's grown so much."
Though he hadn't inquired about Jiang Ye's current strength, he vaguely understood his current status.
Take Zhu Honglie, for example. A complete stranger who immediately arranged such a luxurious villa for them—why?
It was all because of Jiang Ye!
"Xiao Ye has grown up now. He's far more capable than we are," Jiang Dahai sighed. "We don't need to worry too much. The best thing we can do for him is to stay out of his way."
"As for Tingting, leaving her in Jiang Ye's care will be far more effective than anything we could do."
Tianhai Thirteenth Middle School was located within Penglai District, less than ten miles from Penglai University.
At Jiang Ye's speed, he arrived in under half a minute.
"Class 2-1?" Jiang Ye stood at the school gate, his divine sense radiating outward.
In just one second, he had mapped the entire middle school.
"As expected of a Tianhai City school," he mused inwardly. "Even this single middle school is four to five times larger than Ancheng Third High School."
Swiftly,
Jiang Ye flew toward the eighth-grade classroom building.
Second floor of the eighth-grade classroom building.
In the corridor, a group of thirteen- and fourteen-year-old middle school students had gathered, forming small cliques.
Yet in an inconspicuous corner nearby, a solitary figure crouched alone.
It was Jiang Ting.
She sat huddled in the corner, feeling out of place among the surrounding students.
Suddenly, a voice called out:
"Tingting."
Jiang Ting froze, then slowly lifted her head in disbelief.
Whoosh!
She sprang to her feet.
"Brother!"
"What are you doing here?" Jiang Ting stared at Jiang Ye, her face filled with astonishment.
"I came to see you," Jiang Ye replied with a smile. "And to attend your parent-teacher conference."
In the half-year since they'd last seen each other, Jiang Ting had grown noticeably taller.
Over the past two years, her features had gradually matured, revealing a delicate beauty with a hint of allure.
Standing there, graceful and poised, her increasingly full figure made her appear far more mature than before.
"I'll head inside first," Jiang Ye said with a smile.
With that, he turned to enter the classroom.
"Brother, wait!" Jiang Ting quickly grabbed his hand, her words catching in her throat.
"What is it?" Jiang Ye looked at his sister, puzzled.
"Um..."
"The seats for the parent-teacher conference are arranged in order," Jiang Ting stammered.
"Oh?" Jiang Ye asked curiously. "Where should I sit?"
"The very last row, in the corner by the wall," Jiang Ting replied, clutching the hem of her skirt, a blush creeping across her delicate face. She couldn't bring herself to meet Jiang Ye's eyes.
Why did Brother have to come to the conference?
Why couldn't Mom and Dad be here? Jiang Ting's mind was in turmoil.
Having Brother sit all the way in the back...
This is so embarrassing.
If only I had listened to Teacher Zhu and transferred schools like he suggested.
Then Brother wouldn't have to endure this humiliation. Jiang Ting was filled with regret. She had her own dreams, wanting to keep pace with her brother. That's why she had stubbornly insisted on staying here.
Just then, Jiang Ye said, "I understand. You stay here." He gently squeezed Jiang Ting's small, soft hand and said warmly, "Leave the rest to me." He ruffled her hair and turned to enter the classroom.
"Brother," Jiang Ting murmured, staring at his retreating figure, dazed.
"Who's that? He's so handsome!"
"That's Jiang Ting's brother."
"What a waste of such a handsome face," the other students whispered among themselves in the hallway.
Jiang Ting's brother?
If Jiang Ting has such poor innate talent, her brother must be just as mediocre.
"Such a waste of such a handsome face," many girls secretly lamented.
(End of the Chapter)
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