Fang You'an also wisely left the Xuanbing Pavilion.
Oh dear, Ancestor, are you really going to ignore such a juicy piece of gossip?
Meanwhile, voices could still be faintly heard from inside the Xuanbing Pavilion.
"Sister, you..." The Changchun elder wailed as if he had lost his mother, "Alright, alright, I'll accompany you on this journey! Sister, be gentle."
The conversation made Wang Shouzhe's eyebrows twitch. These words were rather fierce.
It seemed that the relationship between the Changchun elder and the Binglan elder was indeed not ordinary.
Seeing Wang Shouzhe's eyes rolling around, Long Yan quickly pulled him aside and whispered, "Don't let your imagination run wild. The inner part of the master's room is a whole space of Xuanbing, where she usually practices. It's not what you imagine..."
"Uh, well... Ancestor, before you explained, I really didn't think about it that way."
But now he was indeed letting his imagination run wild.
As a direct disciple, he knew some inside stories.
The two indeed had deep grudges, but it was not as unbearable as Wang Shouzhe imagined.
If he stayed any longer, he might make things worse.
Next to the stage in the Xuanbing Hall square, Wang Zongsheng and Yuwen Jianye were surrounded by a group of eager senior disciples.
All of them were in their thirties or fifties, and the weakest among them was at the ninth level of Qi Refining. Poor Wang Zongsheng and Yuwen Jianye looked like little lambs who had accidentally wandered into a pack of wolves.
It's over, it's over~! Fourth Uncle has gone too far.
These senior disciples must be unable to bear the humiliation and are taking it out on him, Wang Zongsheng!
Wang Zongsheng was on the verge of tears.
Well, well, isn't it just a beating? I'm strong and healthy, I'll recover in a few days. It's just a pity for Brother Jianye, who got involved and has to take a beating for no reason. With his weak body, I don't know if he can withstand the beating?
Wang Shouzhe and Ji Mingyu came out of the Xuanbing Hall.
The two were chatting and laughing as they walked, looking like old friends who hadn't seen each other in years.
The senior disciples who were about to vent their anger on Wang Zongsheng suddenly stopped their actions.
"Brother Mingyu, you should go back and rest." Wang Shouzhe said with a concerned look, "When you're healed, come to Changning to play. I'll be sure to play the host."
"Brother Shouzhe." Ji Mingyu also politely saluted, "After talking with you, I really feel that it's a pity we didn't meet sooner. I consider you my brother now."
After a reluctant farewell.
Then, Wang Shouzhe saw Wang Zongsheng, smiled at him, gave him an encouraging look, and then left.
Ji Mingyu patted Wang Zongsheng's shoulder with a smile, "You must be Brother Shouzhe's nephew. His nephew is my nephew. You practice well in the Xuanbing Hall, and if anyone bullies you, tell me anytime."
After encouraging him, Ji Mingyu left.
Then those wolf-like senior disciples, all of them changed their expressions.
"Wang Zongsheng, we didn't scare you just now, did we? We were just joking with you~"
"Hahaha, this is also a unique custom of our Xuanbing Hall."
Then a group of senior disciples surrounded Wang Zongsheng, amiably starting to build a relationship with him.
Wang Zongsheng was dumbfounded.
It seemed like he, Wang Zongsheng, was about to rise.
At the peak of the Zifu Academy.
In the midst of the misty clouds, there was an ordinary-looking courtyard.
The courtyard seemed to have not been repaired for a long time, looking a bit old. There were no exotic flowers, fruits, or herbs planted in the yard, just ordinary flowers and plants.
Everything looked so ordinary.
In the courtyard, in an old stone pavilion, a man and a woman were sitting on an old stone bench.
The woman was in her twenties, but because she was a bit chubby and had an innocent look in her eyes, she looked much younger than her actual age.
The man appeared to be in his thirties, but upon closer inspection, one could see the traces of time on his face.
His eyes were cold and deep, like an unfathomable abyss.
If he were on Earth, dressed in a suit and wearing a watch, he would be a perfect and stylish CEO.
"Elder brother." The woman said with a grievance, "When will the master you mentioned come out?"
A smile appeared on the man's cold face, and he said gently, "Little sister, don't be anxious. I have sent a message to the master. He will come out to meet you as soon as possible."
"Elder brother, I'm hungry." The woman frowned and said weakly, "I haven't eaten anything since I followed you up the mountain.""Sorry, sorry, it's all my fault. I forgot that my junior sister's cultivation level is still low and she can't go without food for a long time." The man said, wiping his storage ring and pulling out a few buns, "Junior sister, these buns are made from spiritual wheat flour, they are very filling and can effectively replenish your energy and blood."
The woman's eyes turned green, she stared in disbelief and said, "Senior brother, didn't you say our master is the vice dean? He has power and influence, and access to all kinds of delicious food, and you... you... you... you're letting me eat this?!"
"Well... Junior sister, sorry, sorry. After we meet our master, I will take you to eat something delicious, just bear with it for now."
This chubby woman was naturally the eighth generation of the Wang's Clan, Miss Wang Lici.
She had just made her appearance at the recruitment conference when this middle-aged senior brother tricked her into becoming the vice dean's disciple.
After confirming that food and accommodation were included, she happily followed him.
However, she had been waiting in this broken courtyard for two days and hadn't even seen the master.
And the senior brother, who kept saying that the dean was in long-term seclusion and that the vice dean had the greatest authority in the academy, was feeding her cold buns.
Why was Miss Lici so unfortunate?
Unable to resist her hunger, Wang Lici started to nibble on the cold buns with tears in her eyes.
Those few buns were gone in a few bites.
"Senior brother, I'm hungry." Wang Lici looked at her senior brother with teary eyes.
"What?" The senior brother opened his half-closed eyes, also startled, "You finished it already?"
Then, the senior brother pulled out a few more buns: "Lici, eat slowly, don't choke."
Then, he closed his eyes to rest.
However, as soon as he closed his eyes, he heard Wang Lici's voice with a crying tone: "Senior brother, it's not enough, I'm hungry."
"Senior brother, I'm hungry."
"Senior brother, I'm hungry."
A quarter of an hour later.
This voice, like a devil's whisper, seemed to have brainwashed him.
He dared not close his eyes, because as soon as he did, the cute junior sister would say pitifully: "Senior brother, I'm hungry."
All the food he had stored for a month had been eaten by his junior sister.
But she was still hungry.
The senior brother's face had become unnatural, this junior sister seemed to be quite... quite a big eater.
Their Yunyang lineage always emphasized self-discipline, trying to minimize external conditions to cultivate the inner self, to achieve the unity of heaven and man.
He had just returned from a mission and happened to see the academy recruiting new disciples. He also happened to meet Wang Lici, found her talent extraordinary, a rare genius of the top grade.
After talking with her, he found her to be simple and innocent, which perfectly matched the temperament of their Yunyang lineage. So he took her as a disciple on behalf of his master and brought her back to the top of Yunyang Mountain.
However, at this moment, he had a bad feeling.
It seemed that he had been a bit hasty in accepting her.
Just as he was about to ask a few more questions, an ancient and profound voice came from the old building in the courtyard.
"Mingda, you sent a message saying you have accepted a genius who is as simple as jade. Is this the girl?"
As soon as the voice fell.
An old man in coarse linen clothes appeared in the old stone pavilion.
The old man looked thin and frail, but his demeanor was elegant, his deep eyes were gentle, filled with a wise aura.
As soon as he appeared, his gaze fell on Wang Lici.
With just a casual glance, it seemed as if he had seen through Wang Lici.
"Good, good, good! Her bloodline is strong, her eyes are simple, she is indeed a rare talent!" He showed a joyful expression on his face, "Mingda, you are lucky to have snatched such a talent from the hands of others. I will remember your merit."
Mingda carefully reminded him: "Master, our junior sister seems to be quite a big eater."
"Big eater?" The old man didn't care, "Young people, being able to eat is a blessing, who hasn't been through this? Mingda, you were also a big eater when you were young, didn't I still raise you?"
Then, the old man looked at Wang Lici, his face showing more and more satisfaction: "I am Yunyang, the vice dean of the academy. Would you like to be my disciple? With your talent, as long as you work a little harder, you may inherit my mantle."
He was full of confidence, thinking that Wang Lici would definitely agree and bow in respect.
However, Wang Lici shook her head repeatedly: "I don't want to."
This answer was clearly against common sense. And this was just a formality. In fact, the procedures had been completed, and this girl... was already a member of the Yunyang lineage.
Before they could speak, Wang Lici shook her head directly: "Our lineage is too poor, the house is so broken. We eat cold buns all day, and we're still not full. I don't want it."
"Senior brother Mingda even lied to me, saying that food and accommodation were included, and I could eat as much as I wanted."
"This." Yunyang and his disciple looked at each other, this girl, did she have to be so straightforward?
Yunyang's face immediately turned serious, "Mingda, this is your fault. How could you let your junior sister eat cold buns?"
Then, Yunyang confidently said, "Your master is a Zifu expert, and also the respectable vice dean. How could he not afford to raise a little girl like you?"
"I promise you, as long as you can eat, eat as much as you want."
"Really?" Wang Lici widened her eyes with a hint of doubt, looking around, she hesitated, "Our house seems a bit poor."
"I am a respected Zifu expert, and your senior brother Mingda is already a celestial cultivator." Yunyang confidently said, "It's easy to raise a little girl like you."
With a wave of his hand, he threw a bag filled with spirit stones to Mingda, "Mingda, here are a hundred spirit stones. Take your junior sister to the Heavenly Feast Pavilion inside the academy and have a good meal. Don't save money for me. Use the remaining spirit stones to buy some fresh ingredients in Changchun Valley for your junior sister's meals."
"I need to retreat for a few days, you take care of your junior sister."
"Yes, master." Mingda suddenly gained some confidence and said with a smile, "Let's go, junior sister, I'll take you to eat something delicious."
"You're so nice, senior brother." As soon as Wang Lici heard about the delicious food, she couldn't move, even forgetting to refuse the apprenticeship.
Such happy days passed for two days.
It was still the same dilapidated courtyard.
Mingda looked a bit haggard.
Yunyang's figure flickered and appeared in front of him, looking slightly displeased, "Mingda, didn't I tell you that I'm in retreat? Why did you contact me?"
"Master," Mingda carefully said, "We've run out of money for junior sister's meals."
"Didn't I give you a hundred spirit stones?" Yunyang's eyelids twitched, "Did the Heavenly Feast Pavilion dare to overcharge us?"
"Not at all, they gave us a discount because of our Yunyang lineage." Mingda said weakly, "In addition to the hundred spirit stones, we also owe thirty spirit stones."
In just two days, they had spent a hundred and thirty spirit stones.
Yunyang was also a bit shaky, looking at Wang Lici incredulously.
"Master, you did say to eat as much as I want." Wang Lici looked innocent and said with a naive expression.
In fact, the Wang's Clan had long dared not to say "eat as much as you want" in front of Wang Lici.
When this girl really eats as much as she wants, it's like a bottomless pit.
"Lici, let your master check your bloodline." Yunyang, who had seen a lot, felt something was wrong. He had heard from Mingda that junior sister Lici should have a three-layered battle body bloodline.
Battle body types usually eat a lot, but they never eat this much.
With Yunyang's pressure falling on Wang Lici.
Wang Lici's weak and innocent temperament suddenly changed, and a fierce and domineering aura spread from her.
Behind her, a terrifying monster with a huge mouth and a huge belly formed a phantom.
Compared to when she was in the Qi Refining stage.
This beast phantom was clearly more than twice as large. It seemed to feel threatened, its eyes were extremely fierce as it glared at Yunyang, roaring as if a beast was threatened and was using intimidation tactics.
This was a Dharma phantom.
The master and disciple looked at each other. As middle and high-level members of the academy, they were naturally familiar with Dharma phantoms.
Most of the middle-level Celestial cultivators in the academy, including Mingda, could condense their own Dharma phantoms because their bloodlines were strong.
But there were not many who could condense Dharma phantoms at the Spirit Platform stage.
Of course, as long as the bloodline concentration was sufficient, and with some luck, there were also Qi Refining cultivators who could condense Dharma phantoms.
But these were not important.
This girl's Dharma phantom was clearly extraordinary.
"Master, is this a devouring Dharma phantom?" Mingda asked uncertainly.
"I've seen devouring Dharma phantoms a few times, but none of them were this powerful." Yunyang said with a shocked expression, "Could it be, this is the legendary king of devouring bloodlines, the Glutton bloodline?"
Great! If it's such a bloodline, it's really amazing, with astonishing potential!
Yunyang was overjoyed, he was determined to raise this child!