A five-year-old junior sister, she is the group favorite of four crazy critics

As soon as Bei Wan left, someone found the dean, handed him a storage ring, and then disappeared.

The dean took a deep breath and realized that there was no turning back.

I was just about to go see how the little girl would handle the dispute over there.

Then I saw several figures rushing over. They were several elderly elders. As soon as they came in, they went straight to the point.

"Dean, if Jun Beiwan stays here, there will be endless troubles! Who among the four major colleges is willing to be associated with Cang Yan City!"

"Yes, Dean, Cang Yan City is a trouble after all."

"That's a bit wrong. Now the other three colleges are ahead of us, so why can't we have a Jun Beiwan?"

"But we can't use people from Cang Yan City to support the event!"

The elders present were all senior members of the academy, and they did not have much relationship with the aristocratic families, at least that was what it seemed.

The dean suppressed his inner joy and slammed the table. The stone table was hard and did not break. However, looking at the dean's painful expression, it seemed as if he was about to break.

"Cang Yan City, Cang Yan City!"

"Since Cang Yan City dares to send their genius here, our Nanzhou Academy dares to accept them!"

"If they're not afraid, why should we be afraid? Also, how did you know that Cang Yan City would be finished?"

"What was the purpose of the four academies when they were first established? To accommodate people with aspirations and talents from all over the world. What about now?"

The dean's eyes swept over the elders one by one, and then he said in a sonorous and powerful voice:

"The noble families are filling up the gap, and the independent cultivators are being squeezed out. Even the four major academies are gradually connecting with the noble families. They prosper together and suffer together."

"If it weren't for the fact that the Tianyou clan of Nanzhou had not been secluded from the world and their strength was not as good as that of the other three continents and Xuanling Palace, most of the students in Nanzhou College would have been from the Tianyou clan by now!"

"If you follow the noble family, you are like a dog. If they are happy, they will give you two bones. If they are unhappy, they will kick you twice. Do you want excitement?"

The dean looked at them and said, "I don't know if any of you have colluded with the noble families. I will leave this to you today."

The dean suddenly slowed down his tone, raised his hand to pour himself some tea, took a sip, and said in a light tone:

"Jun Beiwan is on the waiting list for admission to Nanzhou College! She will also be one of the top five in this college competition!"

"If I have to choose between Cang Yan City and the aristocratic family, I will choose Cang Yan City."

The dean carefully put away his teacup, although he really wanted to throw the cup away to enhance the atmosphere after saying such harsh words.

But I still chose not to throw it away because I’m poorer.

Without the support of the aristocratic families over the years and with the suppression from other colleges, the originally wealthy dean has long been left with no money and has spent it all on the college.

But even so, the gap between Nanzhou College and the remaining four colleges is getting bigger and bigger.

The other three colleges are all backed by wealthy families. They have no shortage of money or resources. They will only get richer and richer, just like a snowball.

But Nanzhou College is different. Over the past two hundred years, Nanzhou College has been forced to get closer to the aristocratic families, begging for resources like a dog.

There are so many disciples in the academy, and whoever practices does not need resources? He can afford to support one, two, or three, but he cannot afford to support tens of thousands.

"Dean."

An elder called him in a serious voice, and then stared at him with a pair of old but clear eyes, and asked: "How much did Cang Yan City give!"

The dean froze.

"I have watched you grow up, old man. Maybe you are a little bit bloody and stubborn, but you love spiritual jade more."

"You have blood in your veins, but if Cang Yan City doesn't offer you any benefits at this time, you definitely won't be so decisive in choosing Cang Yan City."

Dean:…

So annoying!

Is it that obvious? Is he really that stingy?

He was obviously trying very hard to hide his happiness!

Dean: "How can you say that Cang Yancheng gave so many such words! It's so hurtful."

"That's cooperation! It's a win-win situation!"

The dean looked serious and upright.

"Besides, those spiritual jade marrows, magic tools and elixirs, and even formation talismans, were not given to me alone!"

"That's to be used on everyone in the academy!"

Elder: “So how much was given?”

Dean:…

He has said so much, why is he still so persistent?

I didn't even get around this old man.

Dean: "Two billion top-grade spiritual jade."

"Hiss!" Several elders gasped.

Only the elder who had just spoken calmly asked again: "What about the elixirs, magic tools, talismans and formations?"

The dean looked at the elder with resentment, cursing something in his heart.

Elder: "You said it, it's more than just spiritual jade."

The dean sighed and said a bunch of things in a row: "One million yellow-grade pills, five hundred thousand earth-grade pills, two hundred thousand mysterious-grade pills, one hundred thousand heaven-grade pills, pseudo-immortal-grade pills..."

After he finished speaking, he took out his small teacup and the prepared spiritual spring water from the storage bracelet and took two sips.

"I've said it all. There's not one left. Is that good enough?"

The dean looked at the stunned elders, curled his lips in silence, and it was obvious that he was still happy because everything was said out.

One of the elders laughed: "Good, good, good!"

The dean shuddered and subconsciously took a step back. He narrowed his eyes and looked warily at the elder who suddenly laughed.

The look was almost the same as if someone in the village suddenly saw a mad dog.

Crazy? Why did he react even more violently after hearing this?

Under the Dean's suspicious and vigilant gaze, the elder gave a thumbs up and said excitedly, "Well done!"

The next second, the dean's phantom jade plate rang.

"Dean! The teacher of Class 3 Huang and the students of Class 3 Di had a quarrel and started fighting!!!"

The elderly, white-haired, and calm elder beside him said, "What kind of world is this! The teacher is still so unstable! He quarreled with his disciples and merged with them..."

The dean glanced at the elders and said, "The teacher of Class 3 Huang is Jun Beiwan."

The elder froze for a moment, then stood up and said righteously: "What a disrespectful student, you even talk back to your teacher!"

……

When the elders arrived, they had already thought about how to deal with this matter on the way.

They were just afraid that the little girl from the Jun family would take advantage of her power to bully others and make things difficult for them.

As a result, when I arrived, I saw it.

On the bluestone road, a piece of black cloth was spread, with a small tea table on it. A little girl was sitting cross-legged on it. The hem of her silk dress embroidered with auspicious patterns in gold was spread on the black cloth, making her particularly eye-catching.

The flame cooks the tea, and the tea is poured with graceful movements. Every move is natural, revealing a calmness and composure that comes from deep within.

Some people might seem pretentious if they did this, but when Bei Wan did it, it was extremely natural, even pleasing to the eye.

In front of her was a group of disciples tied up with fake immortal ropes. They were unable to move and could only curse.

But the little girl was very skilled in formations and she could easily create a silencing formation. Outsiders could only see the disciples' mouths moving but could not hear any sound, which did look a bit funny.

There were no injuries, and the horrific scene that had been imagined did not occur.

Elders: It seems like they don’t need our help?

The little girl raised her eyes, perhaps because the tea was soaked by the rising vapor, Bei Wan's eyes were moist, harmless and lovable.

The girl immediately waved her hand to put away everything in front of her, then bowed politely and calmly.

"Meet the dean and the elders."

Before the dean and the elders could speak, they saw the little girl bow to them again and then said:

"These students insulted their teachers. I am not a teacher of Class 3, so I did not teach them. But their insults were too harsh, so I let them calm down."

At the same time, he raised his eyes to look at the dean: "The dean knows the cause of the incident. Although our Huang San class has fewer people, we are not bullied to this extent!"

"I hope the dean and the elders will execute him."

The elders looked at the little god of wealth in front of them with satisfaction.

that's nice!

Don't cause them trouble, do everything according to the rules. He is more generous than those aristocratic families, and knows when to advance and retreat better than the disciples of those aristocratic families.

that's nice!

Bei Wan knew that the cooperation between Cang Yan City and Nanzhou College would definitely benefit Nanzhou College.

Moreover, there are some restrictions. The promised benefits will be given to the college little by little as the cooperation progresses, so as not to be foolish and give them all to Nanzhou College at once.

As long as she doesn't go overboard and handles things normally, what she does is reasonable.

The academy will definitely stand on her side, even if there are noble families on the other side, what's there to be afraid of! They still have Cang Yan City!

This is the choice made by confident people!