1637: C1637 The Kingdom's Power

C1637 The Kingdom's Power

Registration was one of the examinations held every six months. The participants were all disciples of the Zhou Country's royal family.

The Zhou Country Academy was founded by the Zhou Imperial Family. It was recognized as the highest level academy in the entire Northern Ocean Dynasty. The gathering of geniuses was the core of the Zhou Dynasty!

Furthermore, Zhou Country Academy was the only organization that could provide resources for cultivation.

Its influence far surpassed that of kingdoms!

"Come, let's go register." Zhou Yan took a deep breath and suppressed his excitement. He quickly walked to the registration area and took out his registration token.

"Zhou Yan?"

When the Registration Officer saw the words on the token, he could not help but be taken aback, "Why does this name sound so familiar?"

Zhou Yan was startled as he made a guess in his heart.

"Could it be that he is the trash from yesterday?"

He hid in the crowd and quietly sized up the registration official.

This registrar was about forty years old. He had a serious face and sharp eyes. He gave off a fierce aura as if he had been through countless battles.

"Eh?"

Suddenly, the Registrar looked at Zhou Yan and said, "I didn't expect to meet you here."

Hearing that, Zhou Yan's heart skipped a beat.

Judging from the Registrar's attitude, could it be that he knew him?

He immediately cupped his fists respectfully and bowed, "May I ask for Senior's name?"

"Hehe..." The Registrar smiled, "My surname is Zhao, you can just call me Old Zhao."

"Old Zhao?"

Zhou Yan's mind raced.

The Registrar's surname was similar to Zhao Ling'er's, but he had never heard of the Registrar's name. He didn't think he was an elder of a noble family in the capital.

"Could it be..." Zhou Yan's pupils contracted as his heart twitched violently. "He... He is the mysterious person who saved my grandfather in the Black Wind Mountain Range?"

Zhou Yan couldn't help but carefully size up Old Zhao. He was tall and sturdy, with strong muscles. His skin was a healthy bronze color, and his skin was covered with a striped road totem.

These totems were filled with a sacred aura.

Zhou Yan felt that there seemed to be some sort of connection between him and Old Zhao. However, he could not explain what it was.

"Your cultivation... Why did it change so much?"

Elder Zhao stared at Zhou Yan with a puzzled expression.

Back then, although Zhou Yan's talent was not bad, he was only at the Mortal Blood Stage after all. But today, Old Zhao could feel that Zhou Yan's aura was deep and ethereal, like an abyss, making him feel like he was looking up to a mountain.

"Ugh..."

Zhou Yan scratched his head in embarrassment, and said with a bitter smile: "Old Zhao, you should also know that the Nine Heavens Thunder Technique that I cultivate is a unique skill with astonishing power. Therefore, every time I advance, there will be an enormous amount of pain."

"Is that so?"

Hearing Zhou Yan's explanation, Elder Zhao nodded thoughtfully, then shook his head: "Forget it, I can't interfere in this matter. You just need to remember to cultivate hard and not embarrass our Zhou Country."

Zhou Yan nodded silently.

"* Weng ~ *"

In the next instant, Zhou Yan felt his body tremble as his consciousness fell into darkness.

"* Swish! *"

Zhou Yan suddenly opened his eyes as a bright light shot out from within.

In front of him was a resplendent door, and on it were engraved three flamboyant golden words: "Registration Office."

"Zhou Country Academy?"

Looking at the three golden words in front of him, Zhou Yan had a complicated expression on his face.

In his memories, his father, the king of Zhou Country, had graduated from this school.

This academy was not only the top academy in Zhou Country, but it was also the most important educational institution in Zhou Country!

However, with the death of the king of Zhou Country and the assassination of the late emperor, Zhou Country gradually declined. Many outstanding students left Zhou Country and joined the royal family, causing Zhou Country Academy to gradually decline.

However, a starved camel was still bigger than a horse. Even though Zhou Country Academy was declining, it still had a lot of power in the kingdom.

"Will my fate... change?"

Taking a deep breath, Zhou Yan slowly walked into the gate of Zhou Country Academy.

As soon as he entered the academy, the first thing he saw was a magnificent campus. The campus was surrounded by green trees, lush vegetation, and fragrant flowers. It made one feel intoxicated, as if they had fallen into a fairyland.

"Hmm?"

Suddenly, Zhou Yan squinted his eyes as he caught onto something. The corner of his mouth lifted into a playful smile.

In the center of Zhou Country Academy, there was a majestic statue that was more than six meters tall. It was completely black and emitted a cold metallic luster. Under the sunlight, it emitted a light blue halo.

The statue's appearance was extremely similar to Zhou Yan's.

This statue's name was' Zhou Wu '!

Zhou Yan's father, the King of Zhou Country, was once the guardian of this statue!

"Zhou Wu?"

"This statue looks just like me."

"Could it be... that I am really a descendant of the Zhou Country's royal family?"

Zhou Yan frowned in deep thought: "That's not right. If I really am a descendant of the Zhou Country's royal family, why did I disappear since I was young? Could it be that I am not of the Zhou Country's royal bloodline?"

"Whatever, I might as well go find my grandfather first."

After a while, Zhou Yan retracted his thoughts and walked straight through the drill ground.

At the outskirts of the drill ground, there was a stream of people bustling about. All of them were the citizens of Zhou Country, and the discussions were endless.

Under the gazes of the crowd, Zhou Yan passed through the drill ground and walked along the street towards the palace of Zhou Country.

As he walked, the scenes of his childhood kept appearing in Zhou Yan's mind. "I remember that when I was six years old..."1

As Zhou Yan recalled his memories, his footsteps gradually slowed down as he gradually came to a stop. His face was filled with pain.

"What's wrong, child?"

Sensing Zhou Yan's strange behavior, Old Zhao frowned and asked.

"No..." Zhou Yan forced a smile. "I'm fine."

"Since you're fine, hurry up and leave. If you're late, you won't make it." Elder Zhao urged.

"Alright." Zhou Yan nodded and continued walking towards the palace.

Not long after, Zhou Yan arrived in front of the palace hall.

"Please show me your academy card."

Two palace guards stopped Zhou Yan and said expressionlessly.

Zhou Yan took out his waist tag and handed it to the guards: "Please check it."

"Swish!"

The guard took Zhou Yan's badge and checked it carefully. Then, he handed it back to Zhou Yan and said, "The academy badge is correct. You can go in now."

"Thank you." Zhou Yan cupped his hands.

"Stop right there!"

However, just as Zhou Yan was about to step into the palace, a loud voice suddenly sounded.

A young man dressed in a white robe walked over with a few followers and blocked Zhou Yan's path. "This is the palace of Zhou Country. Who are you? Why do you have the token of the academy?"

As he spoke, he looked Zhou Yan up and down.

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