Xue Hai Chuan

Duan Ling Tian could not help but shake his head when he heard his fellow students' conversation. He thought that it was likely that there would be an uproar tomorrow when his points were announced.

'The highest points in the past were only more than 20,000 points. I could've avoided this commotion if I'd spoken to Ding Yan and Hou Qing Ning about this matter…'

After Duan Ling Tian entered his room, he sat on his bed and brought out a stalk of grass that glowed with a green light. The grass' edge was like a sawtooth. Despite being plucked, it was still brimming with vitality. The stalk of grass was none other than his reward for ranking first in the trial, the Dragon Pattern Divine Grass.

Murong Sui Feng, the dean of the Hidden Fog Academy, had told Yu Qian Shan to give him the Dragon Pattern Divine Grass before he returned to his courtyard.

Duan Ling Tian knew Murong Sui Feng showed so much care for him due to his talent.