"Nonsense!" Sheng Xiao picked up a Moondew Fruit and stuffed it into Yu Huang's mouth.
Gold Ingot smiled and praised, "That's a good idea. I'll tell the dean what you think next time we meet."
"Thank you, Professor."
Sheng Xiao remained silent. He did not like the topic.
Seeing Sheng Xiao sulking, Gold Ingot said, "The Cong Lang Mystic Realm appears once every 15 years. The hundred universities take up one thousand slots. The three major universities take one hundred each."
Gold Ingot pointed at Yu Huang and said, "If you can enter the top 100 of the expert rankings by October next year, you will be able to obtain a spot to enter the Cong Lang Mystic Realm."
Yu Huang licked her lips and suddenly had a new goal. "Don't worry, Professor, I will definitely succeed!"
