Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
Nightmare Assault
I, The Dragon Overlord
Loser System and Berserker Me
Horror Game Designer
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
Swear Fealty To Me, My Subjects!
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 323: How Many Things Live Inside His Heart?
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 245: Present
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1171- Three abilties
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 944: Resisting the Mandate of Heaven (2)
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1170- King pearls
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 16
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 32: The First Trade
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 619: Old Monk in the Monastery
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3827: Discarded
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 244: Fear
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 322: Five Seconds
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1169- See you downstairs
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 942: The Fate-Burning Candle
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 943: Resisting the Mandate of Heaven (1)
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1168- Level exceeding activation
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 15
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 618: Vajra's Angry Gaze
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3826: The Illusionary Ancestor’s Gift
Ten minutes later, Xing Mo took Aurora through the maze-like Nevirabeta and arrived at the String Music classroom.
At this point, there was no one in the lecture theater. After all, the internal structure of the magic academy was fairly complex, and first year students had to usually get lost several times before they could finally arrive to class on time.
As this is her fourth year as a student, the magic academy was like a second home to Xing Mo. It was impossible for her to get lost here.
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After they entered the classroom, Xing Mo took Aurora to the back of the lecture theater.
She didn't want to attract attention. After all, she was attending classes just for show. She already mastered the first year's basic courses.
Aurora looked to be full of interest. However, she shouldn't be interested in the class, but rather in how lower life forms acquire knowledge.
The lass gazed at the classroom with wonder, as if a child who came to a flowers and birds shop for the first time.
Batches of new students rushed into the classroom, and the lecture theater was gradually filled.
The new students, dressed in academy uniform, excitedly talked with each other while nervously checking if they brought everything they needed.
After all, being able to study at Nevirabeta was something that every string resonator had been looking forward to since they were little. It was something that ordinary people who couldn't resonate with strings could only envy.
It feels like it was a long time ago since I last sat in a classroom like this...
Xing Mo propped her cheek up with one hand, her black hair spilling onto the desk, and her other cheek puffed up slightly.
At this moment, the bell rang, and Professor Ling walked into the classroom, holding the lesson plan, and stopped in front of the teacher's desk.
Not much taller than Aurora, she was dressed in a long black dress with intricate patterns and adorned with gold chains, and her two small feet were stepping on high heels, allowing her to reach above the desk.
This small t
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