Chapter 8: The Silver Palace of the Fighting Emperor

  "Miss, up ahead is the first stop for our training, the Dou Huang Silver Temple. There are five grades in total, and anyone who can graduate smoothly is a strong practitioner. Most of the students here are from powerful factions within the ghost tribe, with only a small portion being extremely talented unknowns. This academy only accepts young people with decent talent. It's said that this school was founded by the strongest ancestor of the ghost tribe, who after losing to the War God Emperor and suffering severe injuries, decided to use his life's work to make his descendants stronger. Generation after generation of strong practitioners have emerged from here, although they haven't completely defeated the gods, but due to the balance of power between various factions, the ghost tribe has been able to maintain its current peace. You could say that this is a place where all ghosts and demons aspire to be."

  "But I'm human after all, can I really cultivate here?"

  "Of course, miss. Your current body is not human, but rather a spiritual state similar to ours. Moreover, there's an extremely powerful force within you. As long as you cultivate successfully here, you'll definitely become a strong being. Honestly, I can feel that your power is unique and mysterious."

  "Qiong, stop staring at Miss like that, we're here." Just as I was getting uncomfortable from Qiong's gaze, Jian spoke up, my savior.

  Calmness returned to my ears. At this time, I was sitting on the back of the black dragon, and I always had a strange feeling that couldn't be described, but I knew it came from the black dragon under us.

  This morning, I was preparing to go to the academy. "Xi Meng, look what Grandpa Langda has prepared for you, hehe." I hadn't even reached the main hall when I heard Grandpa Langda's proud laughter.

  "Come on, come on, I'll take you to see." Before he could react, he was pulled into the garden. There, a huge black creature, estimated to be over 15 meters long, with hard black scales shining brightly all over its body, and a pair of long horns on its head. Could this really be the legendary dragon? Indeed, "How's that? This is the Black Dragon I've prepared for you, it's one of my most treasured possessions in Lantana. Today's your first day at the Academy, we must make a grand entrance."

  "Grandpa Landa, isn't this a bit too much? I'm just going to cultivate, and this is too exaggerated. If I ride this, it's also too showy."

  "You're a distinguished guest in my home, and this black dragon can be either big or small, you'll have a convenient and safe journey. I've also made arrangements at the academy, there will be someone to receive you when you arrive. Don't delay any further, I'm getting angry!" After saying that, she really did turn her back on me in a huff.

  "Alright, thank you Grandpa Landa." That's all I could say.

  "This is right. Jian and Qiong, you must take good care of Miss."

  "Yes, sir."

  ……

  It's that dragon's eyes. From the moment I first saw it, something didn't feel right. That dull gaze was like the first time I rode an old horse, devoid of any life energy, with a puppet-like sense of helplessness.

  This dragon isn't just like that, inside its body there's a kind of aura that makes me feel extremely uncomfortable, as if it's suppressing the dragon. What is it? I was just about to ask Xuan when she spoke up and said "Miss, we've arrived."

  I hesitated for a moment and still didn't speak up.

  "Xi Meng is here, I will be your mentor, my name is Nian. Alright, all the new students have arrived in class, let's walk and talk." In front of me was a woman around 30 years old, with an air of mature human femininity. She wore a red dress, her facial features were somewhat seductive, and she could be considered a beauty. However, her eyes were different from those of other ghosts, sparkling with something.

  The buildings here are magnificent, similar to the European manor style. Two 3-meter silver statues stand opposite the main gate, one ferocious and one with a somewhat divine aura. These two seniors are the founders of the Dou Huang Silver Temple and the War God Emperor. Later, we entered an ancient castle and arrived at the second floor. He said: "This is your classroom, there are other students inside. You must remember not to reveal your identity as a human Dream Soul Master, it's safer for you. Alright, if you have any questions in the future, just ask me."

  Nian pushed open the classroom door. I clearly felt dozens of eyes staring at me. "Everyone, pay attention, this is the last new student, her name is Xi Meng, and we need to take care of her in our daily life." Nian said with a smile. I also hurriedly followed up: "Hello everyone, I'm Xi Meng, please take care of me!" After finishing, I bowed slightly. "What is she doing?" "Where is this ghost from? She's so weird."

  "Hahaha……" At this time, the audience below burst into laughter. "How interesting." Oh no, I actually used a human greeting method, this is the underworld. I looked at Nian with embarrassment, and Nian shook his head with a helpless smile. "Alright, Ximeng, you go sit in the empty seat downstairs."

  And so, I started my first day of studying in the underworld.