In the domain, countless people turned their heads. Today was the day the academy opened its doors to disciples from all over the world. Truth be told, there was no need for the Dao Child to appear at such an event.
On the other side of Dongxuan Immortal Island, the distant sky was bustling with noise, a place where countless powerful figures gathered to offer their congratulations.
Even cultivators from Tianyin Pavilion had co, with various magical artifacts standing in the sky, narrating this grand occasion word by word. That was where he truly belonged.
The beings of various races squinted slightly, involuntarily looking towards Nangong Heling, secretly guessing her identity. She must have an extraordinary background, enough to rival the Mo family of the Southern Yu Continent.
Otherwise, with the Dao Child of Dongxuan's character, he wouldn't casually interact with anyone, not even sparing them a glance. This wasn't re arrogance; it was a noble aura etched into the bloodline of immortality.
Mo Fuyang's eyes held a touch of respect. This Dao Child was acknowledged by the seniors, and the Heavenly Immortal Tower had greatly aided their garbage recycling plant, even connecting them with Senior Shi.
Little Chi's eyes showed a hint of joy as he shouted, "Roar, Senior Mo!"
He had a good relationship with him, especially since Mo Ye Han often looked after them, much like Brother Xun. Now, with them in the Immortal Prison, Mo Ye Han had unknowingly taken on the role of the eldest brother.
Little Chi lifted his head slightly. Although Senior Mo had conceded to Brother Xun in their previous battle, Senior Mo had held back.
The Heaven and Earth Phenonon was the most terrifying technique of the prodigies, and he hadn't yet reached the limits of his lifespan, with vast room for growth. Even his master was a Great Ascension Venerable...
Mo Ye Han looked at everyone and calmly said, "Although Brother Chen advised you to cultivate quietly in the academy, your talent is ordinary, and you're bound to encounter so trouble. By stepping in here, those new disciples won't dare to bully you, allowing you to cultivate in peace."
Little Crane wore a faint smile and bowed, "Thank you, Senior Mo, for your concern. I will not cause any trouble for the academy."
A sharp glint flashed in Mo Ye Han's eyes, "Now that Brother Chen has been in the Immortal Prison for a thousand years, you have no one to rely on outside. If you need anything, you can co to anyti. This Dao Child will be your support from now on."
He then walked past the shocked crowd, directly facing the five Unity True Lords, and coldly said, "Wild Vein Clan, what is your intention in following behind Sister Heling? You'd better give a reasonable explanation."
Mo Ye Han's aura was fierce, sweeping over the five, reminiscent of the first ti he t Chen Xun, but even more intense!
This was Dongxuan Immortal Island, not Li Chen Island. Even if the Flood Dragon Venerable ca, they'd have to bow down!
The five furrowed their brows, eting Mo Ye Han's sharp gaze. The latter exuded an extrely proud confidence, and just standing there, the pressure was palpable.
A woman stepped forward; she was Wild Water, and calmly said, "We are Miss Nangong's protectors, with no other intentions."
"Senior Mo, they're telling the truth. They're sent by my brother's friend," Little Crane called out softly, quickly moving to Mo Ye Han's side, "They an no harm."
Mo Ye Han's fierce aura diminished slightly, but his face remained cold, "Protectors of the Wild Vein Clan are indeed rare, but since they're Brother Chen's friends, I won't inquire further."
The five slightly bowed, their eyes calm and unperturbed by the aura and status, their presence always surrounding Nangong Heling, ready to act if danger arose...
Even if faced with a Great Ascension Venerable, they dared to strike, knowing no fear.
Mo Ye Han's eyes narrowed, giving them a deep look.
They were five Unity death warriors, seemingly brought by that senior. Truly a grand gesture from a powerful clan, but it reassured him greatly.
If they were intimidated by his presence upon arrival, they wouldn't be worthy to follow Brother Chen's sister.
He had heard of Chen Xun's deeds on Trash Island a hundred years ago, and his admiration grew even more. He was firmly convinced they would survive the thousand-year Immortal Prison journey.
Mo Ye Han glanced at Little Chi and Mo Fuyang, a faint smile on his lips, nodding slightly.
anwhile, Luoshuang and others were completely ignored by him, and they accepted it as a matter of course, feeling no slight.
"Sister Heling, you don't need to participate in these tedious academy entrance assessnts."
Mo Ye Han looked at the distant beings of various races, a dismissive attitude, "You already have a place in the academy. I'll take you to another place to et the elders."
"Yes." Little Crane's expression was gentle, like a girl next door, lacking the deanor of a cultivator.
Mo Ye Han waved his hand, and a treasure shuttle suddenly appeared in the clearing. They boarded it and drifted away, leaving the various beings in shock. What did that an?!
Especially the distinguished-looking man, his gaze was very focused on Nangong Heling's side.
But when Mo Ye Han appeared, all unrealistic thoughts vanished. Goodness, a descendant of the Mo family from the Southern Yu Continent?!!
His family, though prominent, was limited to the ngmu Sea Region, far from matching the colossal presence of the Southern Yu Continent, not a suitable match...
"Young Master."
"Hehe, it's fine. So, this young lady is a Mo family descendant, no wonder."
The man smiled warmly, looking at the elder, "This ti, I won't disappoint my father. I will definitely enter the Dongxuan Dao Academy!"
"Young Master has great ambition!" The elder smiled kindly, full of trust.
...
In the distant sky outside the domain, a magnificent immortal image stood as if on the clouds, overlooking the earth.
It was bustling here, with many great cultivators returning, even those who discussed the Dao.
As more people arrived at the Immortal Island, many Unity True Lords ca to the domain's assessnt site, and even Great Ascension Venerables were present, making all Divine Transformation cultivators solemn.
The academy's Great Ascension Venerables were rarely in the ngmu Sea Region, and seeing them was a great fortune.
If singled out, the path of immortality would be much smoother.
anwhile, Mo Ye Han and his group arrived at a tranquil mountain and water location, completely contrasting with the bustling scene outside.
A young woman sat cross-legged on the ground, her eyes slightly closed.
Her hair was black as ink, smooth and silky, draped over her shoulders, swaying with the breeze, exuding a sense of tranquility.
The elental energy of the surrounding mountains and waters moved with her breathing, like the deep sea, her robe gently fluttering with the airflow, as if she had completely rged with the world.
Mo Ye Han, full of respect, stopped at the periter and bowed, "Master, this is Brother Chen's younger sister."
"Nangong Heling, co here."
Yuxuan didn't speak, but her voice echoed through the heavens and earth, "Let see if you have your brother's deanor."
Little Crane felt a sense of peace all over, taking steps forward.
Mo Fuyang and Little Chi were sowhat dumbfounded, that sense of powerlessness appearing once more. Senior Mo's master was a Great Ascension Venerable?!
The eyes of the five from Wild Gold turned towards Yuxuan, with a hint of warning in their gaze.
Yuxuan suddenly opened her eyes, her gaze like lightning towards the five, "What?! Do you Unity cultivators of the Wild Vein Clan want to duel with ?!"
As she spoke, the aura of a high master vanished in an instant, replaced by a strong, fierce presence with her voice.
"Senior, we naturally wouldn't dare, but we hope you won't probe Miss Nangong."
Wild Gold stepped forward, speaking neither humbly nor arrogantly, his voice loud and clear, "She enters the academy only to cultivate, and we are only here to protect, nothing more."
Yuxuan's pupils flickered with light, coldly smiling, "Are you threatening ?"
Step!
The five simultaneously stepped forward with a thunderous montum, speaking in unison, "Miss Nangong must not be hard."
User Comments
0 comments from readers