NOVPUB"To heal Teacher’s Divine Soul, the shattered part isn’t much of a problem."
Heavenly Dao Academy isn’t lacking in Pills, but the main issue is the reason behind the soul’s incompleteness," Shi Jian sighed. 𝚗ov𝚙𝚞𝚋.c𝚘m
He continued, "A powerful Divine Soul is needed as a substitute before one can be healed.
Later, the Vermilion Bird healed the Teacher by giving up its own Divine Soul to complete his."
"So that’s how it was," Xu Zimei nodded slightly.
"Without its Divine Soul, the Vermilion Bird fell into a comatose state, and it was only then that Teacher remembered he had once saved this very Vermilion Bird."
Shi Jian spoke, "Teacher used to be very gentle, but starting from that day, he never took on any students again.
He mostly drowned himself with alcohol, spending the majority of his time at the place where the Vermilion Bird was buried."
"I understand, let’s save if we can," Xu Zimei nodded.
"Thank you," Shi Jian nodded solemnly.
Xu Zimei waved his hand dismissively and didn’t say much else.
If Venerable Nu could truly help him enter Heavenly Dao Academy and resurrect the Vermilion Bird, it wouldn’t be a big deal.
At most, it would be a bit of effort.
But if the other party was deceiving him, he was as capable of killing as he was of saving.
...
Aside from the three of them, Vermilion Bird Island did not play host to any other living creature.
Staying there for prolonged periods unavoidably led to a sense of tedium.
Xu Zimei gave Shi Jian a greeting before leaving Vermilion Bird Island.
The deep blue flames with a hint of red lit up half of the sky.
Xu Zimei stepped through the void and returned to Heavenly Dao Academy.
He planned to look around and visit this number one academy of Yuan Central Continent, to make his trip worthwhile.
Walking along the main thoroughfare on the south side of the academy, rows of Enlightenment Trees were planted on either side.
These trees were very rare and greatly aided in Enlightenment.
It is said that one of the founders of Heavenly Dao Academy, One-Qi Daoist, sat under an Enlightenment Tree for a thousand years until he reached a moment of sudden enlightenment.
A lotus of ten thousand miles fell from the Firmament, and for tens of thousands of miles around, the land was agleam with golden light, filled with wondrous phenomena.
Walking past the treelined avenue of Enlightenment Trees, right ahead was a towering pavilion.
That was the so-called Hundred Treasures Pavilion.
The Hundred Treasures Pavilion was not open to the public, and Xu Zimei could only gaze at it from a distance.
The tower, nearly ten thousand feet tall, was golden throughout, decorated with phantom images of various treasures.
A powerful Formation surrounded it.
Anyone not granted permission stepping into it would likely be reduced to ash within the Formation in an instant.
Moving forward, he arrived at the Ten Thousand Martial Stage.
It is said that there are a hundred thousand combat stages here, specifically for the academy’s students to spar.
Entering the gates of the Ten Thousand Martial Stage, the place was bustling.
Every combat stage was active with figures.
Endless might clashed with various forms of Spiritual Energy, and just then, Xu Zimei felt a tap on his shoulder.
He hastily turned around, only to see Da Zhi standing next to him.
"You entered the academy and didn’t contact me," Da Zhi sighed.
"Well, I didn’t exactly have a chance to come out until now," Xu Zimei replied with a smile.
"I was just about to take a walk today, and I ran into you."
"What, you’re here for a duel?" Da Zhi asked.
"I’ve inquired about it, to this date, no one from our intake has passed the tenth challenge except for you and Mo Tianming."
"It’s understandable, those ten challenges were harder than I imagined," Xu Zimei nodded.
Especially the tenth challenge guarded by a Great Emperor, Mo Tianming passed it using the Emperor Qi.
Without that, it would have been impossible based on strength alone.
"Do you know that currently, you two are quite famous within the academy," Da Zhi said with a smile.
"Many people want to spar with you, to see what prodigies who have passed the tenth level are like."
"What’s there to compare," Xu Zimei waved her hand.
"These people are just idle with nothing better to do."
"You don’t understand, this time at the Heavenly Dao Academy’s enrollment, there are many from esteemed and noble sects.
In their ranks are saint heirs and saintesses from the Imperial Rule Immortal Sect.
If they were someone familiar, it would be fine, but the two of you are new faces, so everyone is curious."
Xu Zimei thought about it, and that made sense.
It was her first time in the Supreme Domain, and it was only natural that the others didn’t recognize her.
As for Mo Tianming, he was merely a loose cultivator, unknown without showing off his abilities.
As the two of them were chatting, a commotion suddenly arose not far ahead.
It seemed that some people had gotten into a fight.
Normally, this wouldn’t be anything out of the ordinary at the Ten Thousand Martial Stage.
But it looked like the two combatants had really flared up and were embroiled in a life and death battle, with some students trying to stop them and others watching the excitement.
"Let’s go have a look," Da Zhi, the monk, said with interest.
Xu Zimei didn’t say anything; she was focused on one of the battling figures in the center.
A familiar silhouette, yet another acquaintance.
Ren Pingsheng, clad in a straw raincoat.
A descendant of the Sun Devouring Emperor, Ren Pingsheng.
After parting ways with Ren Pingsheng in the Eastern Continent, she had not seen him for a long time.
Mainly because her own advancement had been too rapid, and the Ren Pingsheng of that time couldn’t keep up with her pace.
Moreover, unlike Xiao Guizi and Lin Ruhu, who could encounter each other within their sect, their contact had naturally and gradually faded.
Even Xu Zimei hadn’t expected to encounter him at the Heavenly Dao Academy.
Originally, she wanted to wait until she became emperor to give benefits to those she knew in the past and who had helped her.
Watching Ren Pingsheng fight another youth to the death on the Combat Stage, Xu Zimei sighed with feeling.
Suddenly, she felt nostalgic for the past.
But unlike Da Zhi, she didn’t mingle with the crowd and encircle the entire Combat Stage.
Instead, she sat at a distance on the side benches, watching the battle in the center with interest.
...
"Are the freshmen this year all so disrespectful," the young man in a green robe sneered.
"Respect is mutual, Wang Lang; you are nothing more than Zhang Chungui’s lackey.
What manners should I discuss with you," Ren Pingsheng replied coldly.
"Seeking death," the youth named Wang Lang glowered, his gaze fixed deadly on Ren Pingsheng.
"If you want to battle, let’s battle. I’m not afraid of you," Ren Pingsheng said flatly.
"Do you dare to fight a life and death battle, or will you continue being a cowardly turtle as usual, making people sick."
Wang Lang was infuriated to the point of a red face, and he covertly glanced at the group of people behind him.
Among this group were both men and women, each exuding an extraordinary presence, clearly not from ordinary origins.
One of the youths, dressed in a blue robe and with a resolute face, nodded slightly.
His aura was overpowering, and even standing in a crowd, he was very noticeable.
Seeing the youth’s signal, Wang Lang then turned back.
He bellowed, "Fine, let’s fight."
...
The Heavenly Dao Academy allows life and death battles.
Once both parties have signed a life and death agreement, they can fight on the Combat Stage without any interference.
At this moment, Ren Pingsheng was no longer the person he used to be; he was remarkable, with streams of black spiritual energy proliferating around him.
