The Good-for-Nothing Seventh Miss

“Every division’s student has an opportunity to advance in rank every week. If you are confident in your strength, you can challenge a student from another class over the weekend. If you win, you can move to your opponent’s class,” Xie Yun said.

Shen Yanxiao listened intently as they walked. The Herbalist Division also had such an advancement system, but they were not as competitive as the other divisions. Once in a blue moon, a student or two might challenge their peers, but the results were not that significant.

After he led Shen Yanxiao to the entrance of the class, Xie Yun did not enter the room, but he got the attention of the teacher instead.

“This is a new student for your class,” Xie Yun said as he pointed at Shen Yanxiao.

The forty-year-old teacher did not wear any expression on his face as he assessed Shen Yanxiao and asked, “What’s your name?”

“Yan Xiao.”

“Very well, follow me then.” The teacher did not say anything else as he turned and returned to the class.

Xie Yun gave Shen Yanxiao a reassuring smile before she followed the teacher into the class.

She had to say, the difference between the red class and the violet class was honestly…

Quite significant.

In Shen Yanxiao’s violet class at the Herbalist Division, all of the students there were like hard-working bees, and they would even record the time the teacher farted if they could. However, it was a different scene in the red class of the Archer Division.

There were about a hundred students in the class. Half of the students in the class looked quite hard-working, and their gazes were as bright as torches. Unfortunately, the other half of the class leaned lazily on their tables.

Shen Yanxiao found a seat at the back and sat down as the teacher continued with his lessons.

Such differences in the students’ attitudes could be observed in all the divisions. It was mainly due to that year’s allocation test, which many had thought to be highly fraudulent. There were many times that they could not rely on their strength, and they had to count on luck instead. That was why many talented students ended up in the red class; it was because they had terrible luck. Those students were not willing to stay in the bottom-ranked class, and thus they studied hard every day to challenge other students in the upper-ranked class during the weekend. They prayed that they would break away from the awkward class as soon as they could.

As for the other half of the class, they did not have any strong motivations to move upward, and their strength had been that way since before the allocation test. So they were there to sit back and enjoy their lives.

Shen Yanxiao did not have the heart to care about those people. She was only concerned about how to increase her strength with that opportunity.

When the lessons ended in the evening, Shen Yanxiao met a familiar chap in the corridor just as she was about to leave.

“Isn’t he the poor kid from that day?” Wan Li looked at the red-robed Shen Yanxiao in surprise and furrowed his eyebrows.

“Who is he?” The young man next to Wan Li had never seen Shen Yanxiao before that.

“Nobody.” Wan Li thought better of it. He had never seen that guy in the academy before, and Shen Yanxiao did not wear the Archer Division’s uniform that day in the Black City. Thus, he did not expect that the low-key rich kid was also his classmate. However…

Wan Li puffed his chest in arrogance as he compared his violet robes with Shen Yanxiao’s red robes.

‘So what if you’re rich? Are you not still useless trash?’ Even if the kid could afford a bow that cost three million gold coins, he was also only in that trashy red class.