After the oath-taking meeting ended, it was the classification ceremony.

Unlike the Divine Realm Academy, Cang Lang Academy didn't divide the students into classes.

Instead, the students chose their own professors.

The vice dean said, "In the first round of the entrance test, everyone comprehended many paths, and those paths are the spiritual senses left behind by senior professors in the deep sea.

The number of paths you obtained is the number of professors you obtained recognition from.

You can choose the path you want to follow the most."

This meant that the students could choose their favorite professor among the paths they obtained.

"The larger the number of 'path', the greater the choices.

Other than the senior professors who have died and can't accept you as their disciples, the other professors must accept you as your disciples unconditionally and impart everything they have learned in their lives to you without reservation."

Lines of light suddenly lit up in the new students' student badges.

As Yu Huang stared at the light, she heard the vice dean say, "The light that lit up in your badges is the 'path' you comprehended back then.

Now, please choose your 'path' for the apprenticeship ceremony!"

Ye Qingyang raised his right arm.

The vice dean looked at Ye Qingyang.

"Student, please speak."

Ye Qingyang said in frustration, "Deputy Dean, I didn't gain the recognition of any professor."

Upon hearing this, the older students guessed the identity of this handsome man in a black leather jacket.

This fellow was most likely that ghostly cultivator Ye Qingyang.

This was the first time the vice dean had encountered a situation like Ye Qingyang's, so he froze for a moment before subconsciously giving Taiya a questioning look.

Taiya nodded at the deputy dean.

The vice dean adjusted his glasses calmly and said to Ye Qingyang, "Ye Qingyeng, the dean of our academy will personally teach you.

You will become his student." It was the dean's idea that Ye Qingyan enter the inner academy.

Hearing this, the other new students looked at Ye Qingyang with envy, and Ye Qingyan was also a little surprised.

However, Ye Qingyan only nodded and asked, "May I ask where the dean is?" He had to acknowledge his mentor.

this moment, Senior Taiya

had left, so he smiled and said, "The dean was delayed by something, but he will come

his head and didn't

light in their badges, they revealed cautious and hesitant

a path meant choosing the master behind that

knew what kind of temper and cultivation level the master of the path

This tested their character.

hundreds of paths, he took a fancy

looked

the banquet hall and he saw a handsome man

had slicked-back hair, chiseled facial features, and

eyes sockets were deep set, making him look mysterious

man, all the professors stood up

"Dean, you're here."

Yuncheng's mind

the dean as

turned around and glanced at the

was such a gaudy man, he immediately

if he was satisfied

of him

he looked up at the cold Ye Qingyang and said with a smile, "Acknowledge me as

Yuncheng hurriedly went forward to acknowledge

forward obediently to acknowledge the dean as

grabbed the colorful thread, he was also pulled towards

that, Feng Yuncheng, Sheng Xiao, and Ye Qingyang became Prime

side, Jing Jiaren stared at the hundreds of paths in the student badge

Jiaren hesitated for a moment before reaching out to hold a

she realized that she had chosen a female

female professor, who had short hair and four arms, was wearing

very strange

a professor from the

had already chosen, Jing Jiaren could no

forward and knelt down in front of the

"Greetings, professor."

was overjoyed when she saw that Jing

the only examinee among the new students who had obtained

comprehended a total of 706

a total of 580 paths lit up in

among the 706 senior professors who had left their spiritual consciousness in the

same

these paths was

at those paths for a moment, she followed her intuition and reached out to hold

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