Chapter 433

"Low, low profound class?"

Madam Yuchi's eyes widened in disbelief, filled with astonishment: "Eighth Young Master, based on your aptitude, even if you can't enter the high profound class, you should at least be able to enter the intermediate profound class! Why are you in the low profound class? "

Because the previous two were Ye Qing Qian and Ye Feng Ru who had directly entered the high profound class.

In their minds, the low profound class was the lowest class.

"I …. I feel that the low profound class is very good." Ye Feng Yu was roared at and stared at by Old Madame's eerie gaze, he felt a chill down his spine as he lowered his head and muttered: "I can learn more in the low profound class ….."

"I'm the one who asked him to go to the low profound class." Ye Qing Luo interrupted Ye Feng Yu's words in a calm voice, "Previously the academy that Little Yu attended had completely wasted him. He needs to consolidate his own foundation and the low profound class is the best place to train his foundation."

The reason why she explained was purely because she didn't want to see Madam Yuchi's smirk under the shock and agitate Ye Feng Yu.

For a child of Ye Feng Yu's age, his soul was the most fragile and he liked to indulge in flights of fancy.

If he really thought that the low profound class was the most useless class under Madam Yuchi's hint, it would possibly strike Ye Feng Yu's intention to consolidate his foundation.

However, this explanation, in the ears of Old Madame and Madam Yuchi, was an extremely far-fetched excuse.

Heavenly Academy's class allocation, how could she just say which class she wanted to go to?

"Wait, this devil class …. what's going on?" Old Madame squinted her eyes as she looked at Ye Qing Luo in astonishment.

She had heard of Ye Qing Luo's performance during the assessment.

She broke the record set by a genius cultivator a few hundred years ago, which was twenty four hours. Ye Qing Luo had set a new record, which was one hour.

Twenty-four hours and one hour.

This contrast was so obvious!

After that, during the ability assessment, she shone brilliantly.

This kind of result, how could she be allocated to the devil class, the class that was synonymous with waste!

"You still want to go out and play with those waste in the devil class?" Old Madame's face was ashen as the wooden fish in her hand broke with a bang.

Old Madame hated waste the most in her entire life.

Although she hated Ye Qing Luo, but Ye Qing Luo still represented the Three Springs Sect.

He actually entered the devil class?

If this was spread out, how would others mock the devil class?

The more the old ancestor thought about it, the more he could not conceal the anger on his face.

No wonder Ye Qing Luo didn't think of making progress and still wanted to go on holiday.

He had been led astray by those trash.

"Tomorrow, I will go to the Elder Quarters to have a good chat. Devil class …. You must not stay here any longer!"

Ye Qing Luo squinted her eyes as her lips curled into a smile which didn't look like a smile, "Whether the devil class is trash or not, whether I stay in the devil class or not, it has nothing to do with Old Ancestor."

"You!"

"Most importantly … Ancestor, the times are different now. Your words are no longer the same as they were back then. If the Heavenly Academy can be easily persuaded, then it's not worthy of being called the best academy. "

Old Grand Madame's expression was a mix of green and red. Although what Ye Qing Luo said was indeed the truth, but for a junior to say this in front of her face, her old face couldn't take it!

"Seventh Young Mistress, what are you saying …"

Madam Yuchi saw that Old Madame was angry and immediately went forward as she gently caressed Old Madame's chest and passed her some tea as she turned her head to look at Ye Qing Luo.

"Old Madame is concerned about you and thinking of your future. If you're not willing then so be it, why must you use words to stab Old Madame?"

Old Madame drank a mouthful of tea as she calmed her anger down.

A pair of malicious eyes stared coldly at Ye Qing Luo.

Ye Qing Luo's lips curled up slightly as she calculated the time. The real show was about to start.

She stood up as she gave an extremely elegant smile, "If you have the time to care about me, why don't you care more about that Eldest Young Miss Ye who brings glory to the clan ….."