The Six Northern Academies, Demon Slaying Institute.
When Xu Guang's figure appeared outside the mountain gate, a disciple had already flown to report to the Institute. Soon, the mountain gate opened wide, and the bell tolled nine times.
This was the highest protocol for receiving esteemed guests, usually reserved for when a Saint visits.
Xu Guang was slightly taken aback.
He had only been to the Demon Slaying Institute twice, and last time no one paid any attention, yet this time the reception was so grand.
Feeling a bit apprehensive, he saw a figure in white stepping through the air, it was Yuan Shuang.
"Why are you standing there in a daze? Go inside." Yuan Shuang's tone was as cold as ever, but there was a hint of an imperceptible smile in her eyes.
Xu Guang clasped his hands.
"Senior Sister."
Yuan Shuang sized him up and down, nodded slightly, "Did not disgrace our Six Northern Academies."
Having said that, she turned and led the way.
