Late at night, in a certain palace.
The flickering lights illuminated two figures.
"Your Highness, the elites of the Qin Dynasty are not to be underestimated. I have failed!"
Qiu Yangchen sat in the chair below, his face pale, devoid of any blood, respectfully reporting.
Recalling Xiang Yu's attack, even after a few hours, his heart was still filled with fear and trepidation.
He knew well that if he were outside the academy and struck by that god-like or devil-like attack, he would have been dead by now!
He survived not because of his own strength, but because he was at Torch Academy!
"How is it possible?"
"With your strength in the realm of Luo Tianxian, few can match you, how could you..."
Emperor Ji sat upright in the main seat, his expression astonished, sowhat incredulous.
He waited all day, hoping all day.
Only to receive news of failure!
"Your Highness, when Qin Wudao left, he asked to deliver a ssage to you, but the content is a bit..."
Qiu Yangchen stood up, hesitated for a mont, and showed a hint of difficulty.
"What ssage?"
Emperor Ji solemnly asked.
"Qin Wudao said he will rember this grudge!"
After Qiu Yangchen finished speaking, he fell to his knees with a 'thud', sweat pouring from his forehead, his body trembling, fearing that Emperor Ji in his anger might kill him to vent.
Though he was admired in the academy and hailed from the Great Zhou Dynasty with monstrous talent and limitless future prospects.
But only he knew that the title of the Great Zhou Dynasty genius not only brought him honor but also stripped away his freedom, placing countless heavy shackles upon him.
At a very young age, his talent was discovered by the royal family, and he was brought to a certain base for cultivation, eventually becoming a subordinate of the Crown Prince's mansion.
The Crown Prince of Zhou, whose cultivation was weaker and who was younger than him, beca his de facto master.
The hall was deathly silent.
Emperor Ji did not rage; he took a deep breath, closed his eyes slightly, and tapped his fingers on the armrest, producing a low sound.
With each sound, Qiu Yangchen's heart would beat once.
It was like the death knell!
"Go summon Xiao Yi!"
After a mont, Emperor Ji's voice echoed in the hall, as if it ca through gritted teeth, causing chills down one's spine.
"As you command!"
Qiu Yangchen breathed a sigh of relief and hurriedly left.
After leaving the palace, he realized that his clothes were already soaked with sweat, seeping into his wounds, causing a sharp, unbearable pain.
"You elites of the Qin Dynasty, you're dood!"
Touching his wounds, a hint of resentnt appeared in Qiu Yangchen's eyes as he growled sinisterly.
Xiao Yi!
One of the monstrous elites of the Great Zhou Dynasty!
Older than him by fifty years, a third-year student at Torch Academy!
The founder of Sword Gang, his cultivation reached the peak of Luo Tianxian, just one step away from advancing to Daluo Golden Immortal, becoming a cornerstone of humanity.
...
Ninth-level palace!
Autumn Lock Palace!
A na for a palace that is extrely poetic and mournful.
It was rumored that during the Dark Era, an empress erged from Torch Academy, fought valiantly against the heavens and the tribes of the universe, and died, but her will persisted, altered the order of the world, sealing the autumn scenery for ten years.
In those ten years, the world remained autumn!
This empress's title was 'Emperor of Cloud Sky'!
In the great hall, Qin Wudao sat at the head while Li Ru stood tall, reporting intelligence.
"Your Majesty, I have found out that those who attacked us today ca from the 'Sword Gang,' the second largest force in the outer academy, commanding a hundred thousand elites!"
"Their leader is nad Xiao Yi, whose cultivation is at the peak of Luo Tianxian, adept in the arts of sword and blade!"
"Most crucially, this Xiao Yi is one of the Great Zhou elites!"
Li Ru reported solemnly.
What he feared most had indeed happened.
Just after entering the outer academy, Emperor Ji couldn't wait to mobilize the Great Zhou Dynasty's resources within the academy to start oppressing the Qin Heavenly Court.
It's not hard to imagine that today's robbery incident was just the beginning.
"Sword Gang?"
"How many forces are there in the outer academy?"
Qin Wudao knew that Torch Academy allowed alliances, which could not be prevented, as people of the sa force naturally congregated together.
"There are five famous forces!"
"Naly Sword Gang, Hall of the Chosen, Spirit Gate, Temple of Reincarnation, and Door of Floating Life!"
"Behind Sword Gang stands the Great Zhou Dynasty, behind Spirit Gate is the Great Xia Dynasty, and behind the Hall of the Chosen is the Great Shang Dynasty!"
"As for the Temple of Reincarnation, it was created by reincarnators of the human race, the fewest in number but the strongest in force!"
"Lastly, the Door of Floating Life is mainly a gathering place for freelancers, banding together to avoid being oppressed by other forces!"
Li Ru, worthy of being a master of intelligence, understood the situation in the outer academy clearly in just a few hours.
"I see!"
Qin Wudao pondered after hearing the information.
To compete with Sword Gang, relying solely on the Qin's more than a hundred people was surely not possible; one needed control over a force.
The Hall of the Chosen and Spirit Gate were backed by other dynasties and naturally couldn't be controlled.
Temple of Reincarnation was a group of reincarnation elites, unruly, considering themselves superior, and impossible to control in the short term.
Lastly, there was only the Door of Floating Life!
"Beloved minister, I need you to visit the Door of Floating Life!"
Qin Wudao spoke, looking up.
"Rest assured, Your Majesty, within three months, the Door of Floating Life will belong to Qin!"
Li Ru understood the deep aning behind the words and replied firmly.
At that mont, a strong wind blew outside the hall, sweeping through the ten-mile maple forest, causing golden leaves to detach from the branches, swirling and descending in the air.
The wind has risen!
...
Great Emperor Academy!
Located in the central region of the Great Emperor Dynasty.
Every enrollnt, the court dispatches personnel to observe, partly to discover talents, and partly to prevent disturbances.
After all, relations between the Great Emperor Dynasty and the human race are not harmonious.
Constant vigilance is required.
The enormous school grounds were filled with Sky Wolf banners, fluttering in the wind, faintly echoing the howls of Sky Wolves, resonating throughout the universe.
Sky Wolves are the faith of the Great Emperor Dynasty!
"Heaven above, please grant us a few good seedlings!"
In the center of the square, there was a ninety-nine-zhang high platform where the Great Emperor Dynasty's Pri Minister Lan Tuo knelt, hands clasped in prayer to the heavens.
He wore a Hu dress, had deep-set eyes, a high nose, a sturdy build, resembling a mountain, standing firm on the vast prairie, supporting the sky and earth.
As a civil official, he exuded an aura not of elegance but of brutality!
Below him, hundreds of thousands of human elites were undergoing selection.
Their assessnt thod was simple, rely needing to place a hand on a jade stone, which could detect talent, an artifact passed down from the Sky-Breaking Era.
Yellow light signifies a top-grade elite!
Purple light signifies a monstrous-grade elite!
Golden light signifies a supre-grade elite!
The majority of elites passing the assessnt emitted yellow light, and only occasionally did a purple radiance appear.
As ti passed, with few elites left to be assessed and none yet a supre-grade elite, Lan Tuo grew sowhat anxious.
Supre-grade elites are the foundation of a force!
He had received intelligence that Torch Academy recruited several supre-grade elites.
If the Great Emperor Dynasty lacked supre-grade elites, there would be a gap, making it exceedingly difficult to vie for the human race's rightful status in the future.
Boom!
Boom!
At that mont, two beams of golden light soared into the sky.
Lan Tuo's spirit was invigorated; he looked up to see two martial artists in splendid garb and quickly asked, "Who are these two?"
Golden light, supre-grade elites!
"Reporting to the Pri Minister, they are freelancers from a minor world, nad Chen Sheng and Wu Guang!"
Respectfully answered an academy ntor standing at the back.
Lan Tuo's eyes narrowed slightly, revealing a hint of a smile.
The hunting dogs of the Great Emperor are here!
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