49. Two people with exceptional talent
49. Two people with exceptional talent
However, the young master in front of him did not respond to Wang Dayu's greeting for a moment, which made Wang Dayu inevitably a little nervous.
"Did I somehow offend this young master?!"
Wang Dayu frantically recalled everything that had happened in the past few days, but couldn't find the slightest possibility of offending the young master.
After about fifteen minutes, Wang Dayu was sweating profusely when he finally heard a response that sounded like heavenly music.
"It's alright, get up. You don't need to bow to me anymore; we're all of the same generation."
A gentle voice sounded in front of him, which calmed Wang Dayu down a bit. Someone who could speak like that couldn't be a harsh person, could they?
So Wang Dayu stopped bowing, stood up, and looked at the eldest young master of the Ling family in front of him.
His face was still as handsome as it had been a few days ago. Unlike his own face, which was marred by his large nose, the eldest young master of the Ling family had exquisite features that perfectly complemented his fair complexion.
Most importantly, his dark eyes shone with a brilliance completely different from theirs.
Wang Dayu didn't understand what that was until later, when he achieved something, he realized it was the intelligent gleam that came from extensive reading.
……
Ling Bingtian didn't think that much about it; most of the children in the school were Soul Masters.
Some were descendants of unfortunate members of the clan, as well as children of higher-ranking lower-ranking members.
Upon entering the room, Ling Bingtian secretly activated his Eye of Fortune and scanned the entire school.
Unexpectedly, this scan brought me a huge surprise!
Amidst a cluster of blue bamboo lights, a few other colors were interspersed. Green light was second only to blue light in number, but there was only one white light.
The figure of the white light was familiar to him; it seemed to be the son of a concubine, who had a congenital heart disease. The white light itself was not surprising.
However, the amount of white light was actually the least!
Because there were actually two beams of purple light in this room, which surpassed blue light!
A beam, about seven sections long, was hovering above the head of the smug child.
There was another one, suspended in a corner near the back door of the school, where most of the servants' children sat.
But there, Ling Bingtian saw the most powerful bamboo light he had ever seen.
A bamboo stalk, nine sections long and radiating a strong purple light, floated silently on the body of a thin, seemingly weak child.
Most astonishingly, Ling Bingtian could even faintly see a wisp of golden light shimmering at the bottom of the bamboo beam.
Top-grade purple bamboo light!
Ling Bingtian was overjoyed, never expecting to gain so much from going to school.
The white beam of light that was originally shining on the child slowly turned from white to blue when Ling Bingtian focused his gaze on him, and it kept changing, sometimes dark and sometimes light.
Ling Bingtian noticed this scene and realized that the Eye of Destiny probably had more potential to be explored.
However, now was not the best time to look for him. Ling Bingtian turned his head to look at the child with the best martial soul talent.
"Let's deal with him first."
Thinking this, Ling Bingtian slowly approached the child.
Wherever he passed, the previously noisy children fell silent, their eyes revealing fear and obedience to the nobleman.
Ling Bingtian didn't like those looks either, but with his current strength, he couldn't change anything, so he could only helplessly endure it for now.
Soon, just as Ling Bingtian was about to reach the child, the child suddenly stood up, bowed to him, and shouted, "Greetings, Young Master!"
The sound was so loud that even Ling Bingtian was slightly startled. However, he recovered in a moment.
Don't rush to wake the child up; consider it a small punishment for startling him.
After Ling Bingtian stopped, he carefully observed the bamboo light on the child's head.
The only difference between the bamboo light on Ling An's head and the bamboo light itself is the number of nodes, which is the pattern carved on the bamboo light.
Ling An's bamboo light is engraved with a snowflake, while Wang Dayu's bamboo light is engraved with a drop of water.
According to Ling Bingtian's understanding, this should be the attribute that they are most suited to when cultivating techniques.
Ling An is ice, and this child must be water.
After a moment's thought, Ling Bingtian had a plan in mind, so he said to the child, "It's alright, get up. You don't need to bow to me anymore, we're all of the same generation."
"Yes." The child stood up respectfully, his hands still making some meaningless movements, revealing his nervousness.
"Hehe, don't be nervous. From now on, we'll be classmates in the same school." Ling Bingtian said, patting the child's shoulder to show his goodwill.
After speaking, Ling Bingtian extended his right hand, forming a handshake, and said to the child, "My name is Ling Bingtian, and you are?"
Wang Dayu was somewhat stunned. He hadn't expected the eldest young master of the Ling family to be such a gentle person.
Comparing him to the village chief's older, simple-minded young man, Wang Dayu immediately realized that the noble family truly lived up to its name, being far superior to the people in the small village.
However, seeing Ling Bingtian's outstretched right hand, Wang Dayu didn't dare to be negligent. He quickly extended his own right hand and grasped Ling Bingtian's outstretched hand, saying, "My name is Wang Dayu, young master."
Wang Dayu still didn't dare to call out Ling Bingtian's full name.
Seeing this, Ling Bingtian didn't mind. This situation was quite normal. Ling Bingtian believed that Wang Dayu would naturally calm down after spending more time together.
After a brief handshake, Ling Bingtian released his hand, left a message saying "Let's get along well in the future," and walked straight towards the front of the school.
Time was almost up, and with Ling Bingtian's keen hearing, she could already faintly hear her teacher's heavy footsteps.
Now, he needs to find himself a place.
The surrounding children couldn't help but cast envious and jealous glances at Wang Dayu. In their precocious eyes, Wang Dayu had caught the eye of the eldest young master of the Ling family and would surely have a better future.
However, there's nothing that can be done about it. After all, their martial spirit and innate soul power are top-notch, and I am indeed far inferior to them. What can I do about it?
They were all precocious and sighed inwardly, but there was always one person who could offer them some comfort.
Many people secretly turned their gaze to the corner where the servant's child was sitting, and to the thin, small child.
"Hey, you're just a piece of trash with only half a level of soul power."
Many people inevitably have this thought in their hearts: at the very least, they can't possibly be the worst.
It wasn't until an elderly man with white hair and a gray robe walked in that these people snapped out of their reverie and dared not think any further, for the rules of the Ling family academy were still very strict.
Only Wang Dayu remained standing there, stunned, reminiscing about Ling Bingtian's warm attitude towards him and imagining his bright future.
"Hey, what are you still standing there for? Can't you see it's time for class? Do you want to be kicked out in the first period?"
It wasn't until a deep, aged male voice boomed throughout the classroom that Wang Dayu finally realized what was happening and quickly sat down amidst the laughter of many in the class.
Ling Bingtian simply smiled at this and began attending the teacher's lesson.
This is a history class, one of the few classes I need to attend in class.
For many other things, the clan would arrange specific teachers to teach him.
……
At almost the same time, Ling An and Yan Shaozhe met again in the main study.
The difference this time was that Ling Yongsheng was also sitting on the side.
Clearly, whether or not to grant Dragon God Douluo's request, and how to grant it, will be decided today.
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