The Ghost King and the Demon Queen

"Girl, you are very powerful." Linlin looked at Qiutong with admiration. She was almost 14 years old, and this girl looked only fourteen or fifteen years old, but she was already so powerful.

"Ah? In fact, I'm still very weak." Qiu Tong was stunned. No one had ever praised her so much. Now she heard it, and she felt a little embarrassed.

"You're still weak? Then I'm so weak." Linlin slammed her mouth, and she barely reached the third level, and she didn't even have a phantom beast.

"Girl, you are really amazing." The boy also said adoringly, this girl is not much older than him, he is really ashamed.

Being praised by the two, Qiu Tong couldn't help but blush a little, after all she was only a fourteen or fifteen year old girl.

"My surname is Lin. I'm named Lin. Everyone calls me Linlin. Girl, what's your name?"

"My name is Qiutong."

"My name is Yan Shuqi, I don't know what you are doing at Lance Academy, girl?" The boy grinned.

"I came here by order, so I can't tell you." When mentioning this matter, Qiu Tong looked serious and replied with a polite smile.

"Eh? It doesn't matter, what you're looking for is Jinlan Court, right? We'll take you to the consultation office." Yan Shuqi said enthusiastically without hesitation.

"Qiutong, how long will you stay in Lance Academy? Can I play with you?" Linlin said expectantly. Qiutong is polite and generous, and her illusion skills are strong. She really wants to make friends with Qiutong.

"I don't know how long I'll stay, but I really like it here. If I'm free, I'll come and play with you." Qiu Tong smiled, looking forward to it.

She was born without freedom, and waited for death in the dark prison until she met her master and ushered in her new life. In order to survive and become stronger, she could only practice day and night.

There is no time at all, and no one to play with her. In her heart, she longs to be like ordinary girls, with parents, siblings, and playmates.

"Then remember to come to us, I'm the lowest grade in the Royal Earth Academy." Linlin said happily.

"You are practicing the art of controlling earth?" Qiutong looked at Linlin and asked in surprise.

"Yes, I barely reached the third level. Soil Controlling Art is very difficult to practice. Many people would not choose to practice Soil Controlling Art, but my physique is only suitable for practicing Soil Controlling Art."

Linlin was a little discouraged, half a year had passed, her cultivation had been stagnant, and she was also very depressed.

"No, it's just that you don't know how to do it." Qiu Tong said, when in the dark prison, there would often be a pharmacist to choose the drug boy, and the pharmacist said that her physique was not suitable for practicing any illusion.

So she was not taken away by the pharmacist. Once she became a drug boy, it was tantamount to becoming a medicine man who was neither human nor ghost.

"I don't know? Sigh, Qiutong, you don't practice the art of controlling earth, so you don't understand my depression." Linlin was dejected.

The art of controlling the earth is to condense the surrounding forces, causing the ground to crack and move at a very high speed. It requires a lot of strength to do it. This process of cultivation is certainly arduous, and illusionists who practice the art of controlling the earth rarely reach the sixth level. In her family, only her grandfather has cultivated to the sixth level.

"Who said I didn't practice the art of controlling earth?" Qiutong smiled. In fact, her ultimate skill is the art of controlling earth. The master said that what is capable is what a capable person cannot.

"Qiutong, do you know how to control earth?" Yan Shuqi looked at Qiutong in surprise.

I have never seen Qiutong use illusion just now, and Qiutong's phantom beast is a bird, so I think Qiutong practiced Wind Control and Thunder Control.