The square was filled with a hubbub of voices. Yun Chujiu swept her gaze across the crowd. None of them were weaker than them in terms of spiritual power. When the crowd saw the four of them throwing looks of disdain at them, they could not believe that such trash would still want to apply for the Tianyuan Academy. It was wishful thinking!
Yun Chujiu and the other three stood at the back of the line, waiting for their turn to register.
Although many people came to register, there were dozens of people who were in charge of registering, so things still proceeded smoothly.
Two hours later, it was Yun Chujiu's turn.
The person in charge of registering glanced at Yun Chujiu and curled his lips. "Are you sure you want to register?"
Yun Chujiu cursed in her heart, 'F*ck, you're being biased. Why didn't you ask those people who signed up before? Why was she the only one being questioned? Why couldn't she sign up just because her spiritual power was low?'