Chapter 1192: Chapter 1191: Challenge of the Seven Gods Academy
As the blade intent cleaved through, it disintegrated into multiple streaks in the void.
The masked man, in his frantic escape, was careless and got his right foot injured by the blade intent.
Watching his silhouette recede in the distance, Xu Zii snorted coldly, “Pursue.”
Then, together with Xie Changliu, he stepped into the void in pursuit.
………
Within the Willow Fluff Space of the Nine Ghosts Academy.
This was an independent void belonging to the Nine Ghosts Academy.
Legend has it that a very powerful student once erged from the Nine Ghosts Academy, nad Liu Zu.
At his peak, Liu Zu was on par with the Nine Mountain Ghosts.
He was born from the bloodline combination of Liu Zi and the Moon Scar Mountain Ghost tribe.
When his true form transford into a willow, it covered the sky and the sunlight, spreading its branches far beyond the Nine Ghosts Academy, over the millions of miles between Sanxun Valley and the borders of Yueyang.
The vertical branches were as tall as the heavens and leaves, reaching imasurable heights of several hundred thousand ters.
Liu Zu eventually passed away within the Nine Ghosts Academy, his body transforming into this Willow Fluff Space, holding up the entire void with a single trunk.
Later, the Nine Ghosts Academy connected the Willow Fluff Space to the academy grounds, treating this Willow Fluff Space as their backyard garden.
At this mont, within the Willow Fluff Space, although it was the closing autumn outside, it was eternally spring here.
Nurous willow trees lined up gracefully, forming dozens of circles around the Willow Fluff Space.
Willow fluffs floated freely in the air.
The white fluff danced, with countless branches sprouting fresh buds, giving this world a sense of vibrant life.
Wu Daozi, the headmaster of the Nine Ghosts Academy, was walking along with a group of people.
Wu Daozi wore a black long robe, half of which trailed on the ground.
This robe was made of velvet, its collar standing upright, with his white hair styled like it had been perd, swirling all around.
He had a neatly trimd grey beard.
Wu Daozi walked at the forefront, accompanied by an old man beside him.
This old man appeared to be of a similar age, wearing a distinctive white robe.
The words “Seven Gods” were printed on the white robe.
The lower part of the robe depicted a dignified divine spirit.
Among the people following behind, there were both white and black robes, all engaged in conversations, each seeming to hold high status.
“Ye Mi, our Seven Gods Academy has co for an exchange this ti; don’t be stingy with your teachings,” a man in a white robe said with a chuckle.
“Since it’s an exchange, it’s naturally about mutual learning, nothing else to say,” Ye Mi shook his head in response.
“Everyone knows the Nine Ghosts Academy is undisputedly the top academy in the Ghost God Realm. We’ve co here claiming to exchange,
but in truth, we’re seeking guidance,” the white-robed man replied.
……
At the front of the line, the headmasters of the two academies walked side by side.
“I haven’t seen you in recent years, but I hear Headmaster Feng’s Seven Gods Academy is renowned far and wide at the Boundless Sea.
Soon to surpass our Nine Ghosts Academy,” Wu Daozi first laughed.
Feng Buxiu modestly chuckled, his voice cheerful as he replied, “I don’t dare say that, I don’t dare say that.
The duty of an academy is only to teach without discrimination and make worthy contributions.
There’s never a distinction between one and two.”
Wu Daozi smiled slightly, inwardly cursing “old fox.”
He then raised his hand to look around the entire Willow Fluff Space.
He inquired, “What does Headmaster Feng think of our Willow Fluff Space?”
“The na Liu Zu is known far and wide,” Feng Buxiu laughed.
He only ntioned Liu Zu, intentionally neglecting any ntion of the Willow Fluff Space, which clearly showed internal disdain.
“Is the venue for the competition ready?” Feng Buxiu continued to ask.
“Headmaster Feng and everyone else, follow ,” Wu Daozi laughed.
He led the way, with everyone closely following.
Passing through the cover of the willow forest, they walked forward for about ten minutes before reaching a very spacious open area.
A Heaven-reaching Willow tree ca into view.
Standing under this willow tree, everyone felt both vast and insignificant.
The willow tree didn’t resemble a willow tree; its base was tens of thousands of ters thick, with every branch spanning thousands of ters.
Nurous branches spiraled together, forming a large Arena Stage.
The stage centered around the willow tree, while so leaves transford into seats surrounding it.
“A magnificent creation,” Feng Buxiu exclaid upon seeing such an Arena Stage.
There was a Divine Dragon soaring straight up from the willow tree.
The Divine Dragon was alive, its body entwined around the tree’s branches, and its head was suspended in the void.
It gazed with imposing dragon eyes at the people coming and going.
“This is the true Arena Stage,” Wu Daozi laughed.
“The Arena Stage in our academy was also modeled after this one.
What does Headmaster Feng think?”
“It’s truly rare in the world,” Feng Buxiu did not hesitate to praise it directly.
“Is the competition taking place here?”
“Naturally, with the Seven Gods Academy here for sparring, how could we not have a grand platform,” Wu Daozi waved his hand, laughing.
“Headmaster Feng, please.”
Both ascended the Heaven-reaching Willow, with the team accompanying them gradually following suit.
“This ti, for the sparring, let’s not allow ordinary students to watch. It should be known within our circle only,” Wu Daozi said as he walked.
“I was thinking the sa,” Feng Buxiu chuckled and pondered for a while.
Suddenly he said, “Brother Wu, have the Lords of the Nine Ghosts left any instructions recently?”
“What instructions?” Wu Daozi asked, puzzled.
“Regarding the Half-Burial Domain, there have been continuous uprisings lately. Will the Lords of the Nine Ghosts not intervene?” Feng Buxiu asked.
“What? Do you have ideas, Brother Feng?” Wu Daozi countered.
“You know, the Boundless sea is too remote; our Seven Gods Academy has recently considered relocating,” Feng Buxiu replied.
“If the Lords of the Nine Ghosts have no intention, we’d like to settle in the Half-Burial Domain.”
“It’s better not to think about that; the Seven Gods Academy isn’t up to par,” Wu Daozi replied coolly.
“Brother Wu misunderstands; we don’t intend to quell the rebellion, just capable of self-preservation,” Feng Buxiu replied.
“I can’t make that decision; you’ll have to ask the Lords of the Nine Ghosts yourself,” Wu Daozi replied, then directly walked past Feng Buxiu and headed upwards.
Watching Wu Daozi’s departing silhouette, Feng Buxiu’s previously smiling expression turned dark instantly.
“Headmaster, should we…,” a person in a white robe asked softly.
“This Wu is a bit self-important,” Feng Buxiu’s gaze sharpened.
He responded, “Later, make sure to bring down their arrogance.”
“Understood,” the white-robed person smiled ominously.
Once everyone was seated, the massive willow tree unfolded, shifting the center point to reveal a void forbidden land.
The Azure Dragon above circled around, acting as the Realm Stele.
“Who will the Nine Ghosts Academy send as a representative?” Feng Buxiu waved his hand and asked with a smile.
As he waved, a young man from the Seven Gods Academy stepped out impatiently.
“Hong Yu,” the young man gave a slight salute, listlessly announcing his na.
“What does Headmaster Feng an by this?” Wu Daozi frowned and asked.
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