575: Going Home (3)

Going Home (3)

The tired little Phoenix was picked up. It was confused as it stared at the kind older man with its dark, googly eyes and made a chu-chu sound in its mouth.2

"What is this?" Shen Feng was stunned for a second.

"This is the two Phoenixes' child. For some reason, the little Phoenix is unwilling to be parted from the Vermilion Bird, so he has been taking care of it."

"…" Shen Feng was utterly speechless. Not only had Shen Yanxiao tricked two mythical creatures back with her, but she was also raising their child.

"I have come back to the capital to attend to some businesses. Grandfather, I am not going back to the Saint Laurent Academy." Shen Yanxiao continued.

Shen Feng became concerned when he heard her words.

"I know that you may not be fond of that place, but I am doing this for your benefit. An herbalist is not better than the other professions, but you would have a promising future too."

Shen Yanxiao shook her head. She understood Shen Feng's intention. However, she no longer needed to go there.

She took the chip of the Inter-academy Tournament from her interspatial ring and handed it to Shen Feng.

His confusion shifted into astonishment when he saw the golden chip.

"Isn't this the chip for the Inter-academy Tournament? How did you get it?"

"I won it," Shen Yanxiao said with a smile.

"You won it? Isn't this year's winner a warlock?" Shen Feng would never connect Shen Yanxiao with that legendary warlock. He was still under the impression that Shen Yanxiao was an herbalist.

Shen Yanxiao pointed to herself. "I am that warlock."

Bang!

Shen Feng's jaw almost dropped to the ground. As he stared at his granddaughter in surprise and shock, he wondered if something was wrong with his ears.

He clearly remembered he sent Shen Yanxiao to the Herbalist Division. How…

How did she turn into a warlock?

"You are… a warlock?" Shen Feng was astonished.

Shen Yanxiao nodded as she looked at Shen Feng with worry.

"Grandfather, you are not going to belittle warlocks, are you?" She was concerned that Shen Feng might not accept the fact that she was a warlock.

The shock in the depth of Shen Feng's eyes faded as he heaved a sigh. "I am old, but I am not stubborn. One would choose their profession, and not the other way around. The sordid past of the warlock profession stemmed from some warlocks who traveled down the wrong path. It had nothing to do with the profession."

Shen Yanxiao breathed in relief when she realized that Shen Feng could remain reasonable.

"But how did you become a warlock?" Shen Feng was still puzzled.

Warlocks had almost gone extinct in the Brilliance Continent. Why did his granddaughter choose such an unpopular profession?

"No, this doesn't sound right. Xiaoxiao, I thought you could not train in magical powers." All of a sudden, Shen Feng noticed that he had missed something. Warlocks could only cultivate with magical powers, but Shen Yanxiao had no such training!

Shen Yanxiao cleared her throat. She kept her voice low as she looked at her grandfather in embarrassment. "I can cultivate magical powers."

"Is that true?" Shen Feng was excited.

"Yes." Shen Yanxiao nodded.

"Which level are you as a warlock?" Shen Feng assumed that to win the Inter-academy Tournament, Shen Yanxiao must be at the intermediate level.

Shen Feng thought he could laugh out loud in his dreams when he discovered that a kid who could not train in magical powers or battle aura had become an intermediate-level warlock in half a year.

Shen Yanxiao revealed her answer slowly.

"Peak of the… advanced level."

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