Chapter 75

(First update of the day, hoping to collect two hundred monthly tickets today—)

As the Fourth Elder spoke, everyone looked at Qianlan, all eager to hear why this young girl insisted on staying at the Wuwei Mansion to cultivate.

The nine of them all had cultivation at the middle stage of the Rebirth Realm or higher, and their eyes were naturally sharp. They knew that this young girl still had potential to be tapped before the final step of the Heavenly Ladder.

The other new disciples were completely ignored, but they stood aside, helpless, not daring to say anything. They felt a mix of emotions as they listened to the senior elders vying to take Qianlan under their wings.

Chen Xun, hearing the debate, secretly shook his head at Qianlan, signaling her not to reveal the truth.

Although the Black Python Clan had declined to the point where it no longer posed any threat to the Su Clan, if Qianlan were to reveal the truth now, it would still cause unnecessary suspicion.

Under the scrutiny of the nine senior elders, Qianlan felt embarrassed, her delicate face turning red. She lowered her head and said softly, "Disciple has reached this point, but my divine soul is withered and I find it hard to continue. I have no choice but to give up..."

Qianlan's answer did not satisfy everyone, but the nine of them did not have the ability to probe her inner thoughts.

The fat-faced elder was the happiest, saying to Su Quan, "Since this young girl is not determined to stay at the Wuwei Mansion, taking her into the Inner Academy now, Su Quan, you won't say Uncle is bullying you, right..."

Su Quan was still somewhat unwilling, staring at Qianlan and asking, "Qianlan, tell me, do you want to stay at the Wuwei Mansion or enter the Inner Academy to cultivate?"

"Disciple's abilities are shallow, and my talent is limited. If I enter the Inner Academy, I might not be able to keep up with the other senior disciples. Qianlan is willing to stay at the Wuwei Mansion," Qianlan said, though she still kept her head down, not daring to look the elders in the eye, her voice was firm.

Hearing Qianlan's words, Su Quan's heart filled with hope again. He looked at the Fourth Uncle, hoping he would uphold justice.

The Wuwei Mansion had been at the bottom of the rankings for years, gradually declining.

He was not trying to compete with the Inner Academy or the Zongling Mansion, but if the Wuwei Mansion did not have a few strong disciples to support it, it would fall even further behind the other eight mansions in the next ten years. The issue of the Wuwei Mansion changing hands might have to be brought to the table for discussion.

"Since the young girl insists on staying at the Wuwei Mansion to cultivate, forcing her to do otherwise would not benefit her cultivation. However, Su Quan, you should also know that the Lingyin Sword Technique is most suitable for her cultivation. The Wuwei Mansion will have to pay a price to obtain the Lingyin Sword Technique from the Inner Academy," the old man in the blue robe said.

"Su Quan understands," Su Quan said, suppressing his excitement.

"Then it's settled. The other new disciples who made it to the fifth level of the Heavenly Ladder will be directly granted the rank of Core Disciple and given black robes," the old man in the blue robe said. "If there are no other matters, today's initiation ceremony will end here..."

Qianlan's response surprised everyone, but beyond that, no one was particularly concerned about the initiation ceremony. They all wanted it to end quickly so they could return to their cultivation places.

"Fourth Great-Uncle, your grand-nephew Su Ling has something to say..."

Chen Xun thought the initiation ceremony was about to end, but a voice called out from behind him. Turning around, he saw Su Ling, who had hastily changed into a magic robe with blood still on his mouth, pushing through the crowd. His eyes seemed to hold boundless resentment.

Chen Xun felt a chill run down his spine, knowing he could not escape this moment.

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The nine on the mountain peak all wanted to end the initiation ceremony quickly and return to their cultivation places. When they saw a new disciple stride forward, they were puzzled, not knowing what he had to say.

But hearing him call the old man in the blue robe "Fourth Great-Uncle" and refer to himself as "grand-nephew," everyone knew this new disciple was a member of the Su Clan, so no one blamed him for his outburst during the ceremony.

The old man in the blue robe, who was already 120 years old, had several brothers who had branched out in Canglan City, but they rarely interacted. He did not know which family this young man belonged to, so he asked:

"Which family are you from, and what do you have to say here..."

Su Ling said, "Disciple Su Ling, grandfather Su Fanghu..."

"Oh..." the old man in the blue robe said indifferently, gesturing for Su Ling to continue.

The Su Clan had been established in Canglan for a thousand years, with tens of thousands of descendants. No one knew who Su Fanghu was, but they all knew the old man in the blue robe was named Su Fanglong. They thought this young man must be closely related to Elder Fanglong, so they remained silent, waiting to see how Elder Fanglong would handle the situation.

Seeing no expression on his Fourth Great-Uncle's face, Su Ling felt a chill. He had hoped that entering the academy would bring him more care, but he did not expect the blood ties of the previous generations to be so thin.

With little hope of receiving more care, Su Ling could only harden his resolve and say:

"Reporting to Great-Uncle, someone is impersonating a clan member and has been recommended to enter the academy by the Wuwei Mansion. Grand-nephew suspects he intends to harm the Su Clan and dares not remain silent..."

"Who!" The old man in the blue robe's heart trembled, his eyes emitting a golden light that seemed almost tangible. He scanned the new disciples, the overwhelming pressure he released was no less intense than the pressure from the Heavenly Ladder trial, immediately making all the new disciples struggle to breathe.

Although the Su Clan dominated Canglan, there were powerful clans and sects in the east, west, north, and south that had been in conflict with the Su Clan for a thousand years, each trying to suppress the other by any means necessary.

They were also very cautious, and the first requirement for the Canglan Academy to admit new disciples was a clear background.

Now, the idea that someone had impersonated a clan member to infiltrate the academy was the first thought of the nine on the mountain peak. They suspected it was the Xuanhan Sect or another clan or sect trying to send someone to infiltrate the Canglan Academy.

This was unacceptable.

Su Quan's eyebrows furrowed in anger, and he shouted, "Who?"

The Wuwei Mansion had been in decline for years, and many people were eyeing its power. If such a major issue really occurred at the Wuwei Mansion, his lineage would be attacked in unimaginable ways.

As a middle-stage Rebirth Realm cultivator, Su Quan's anger and the pressure he released made the nearest new disciples pale and retreat several steps, barely suppressing the blood rising in their throats.

Chen Xun had not expected a middle-stage Rebirth Realm cultivator to be so powerful, the pressure alone making it impossible for him to struggle.

Even under the mental search of the ancient immortal Dao Xu, Chen Xun had not felt such intense pressure. His vast soul sea, like an ocean, was forced to react, swirling like a hurricane, raising golden waves.

As his soul sea fiercely resisted the pressure, Chen Xun's limbs were bound, making it difficult to move.

Chen Xun was shocked. If the pressure from Su Quan and the old man in the blue robe continued, the golden soul sea formed by the six-armed demon blood might react even more violently, and Su Quan and the old man in the blue robe might notice something abnormal.

Chen Xun knew the Su Clan was hard to trust, and if the secret of the six-armed demon blood was exposed, it would be a matter of life and death.

However, the other new disciples did not fare much better under the pressure of the two powerful figures, their faces pale and their souls trembling.

Su Quan and the old man in the blue robe could not possibly identify the infiltrator from the eyes of the new disciples.

Chen Xun thought that the pressure released by Su Quan and the old man in the blue robe was even stronger than what he had felt when the ancient immortal Dao Xu descended into the wilderness. However, the vast and ancient aura Dao Xu emitted when searching the mountains was far beyond what Su Quan and the old man in the blue robe could achieve.

Thinking of this, a vast and ancient aura rose in Chen Xun's soul sea, like a gentle breeze, immediately dispelling the pressure from Su Quan and the old man in the blue robe, leaving no trace, and the golden soul sea quickly returned to calm.

Chen Xun was shocked. Just by recalling the vast and ancient aura Dao Xu emitted when opening the void, he could resist the full pressure from Su Quan and the old man in the blue robe. The strength of the ancient immortal Dao Xu was truly beyond imagination.

Everyone was in danger under the pressure from Su Quan and the old man in the blue robe, and Chen Xun did not want to stand out.

However, at this moment, Chen Xun used the vast and ancient aura to dispel the pressure, his eyes regaining their clarity, making him stand out among the new disciples.

Su Quan, the old man in the blue robe, and the other seven immediately noticed Chen Xun's abnormality, their eyes sharp as they locked onto him, nine powerful spiritual pressures directly restraining him to prevent him from fighting back.

Although Chen Xun's limbs were restrained by the spiritual pressure, the vast and ancient aura in his soul sea became even more profound, filling his mind, preventing Su Quan and the others' pressure from invading his soul sea.

"Who are you?" Su Quan's eyes were cold, not expecting a mere new disciple to resist their pressure. If this disciple was not abnormal, their eyes would be blind.

Chen Xun was also afraid that Su Quan and the others would attack and kill him on the spot, but he thought, "If it's fate, it's fate; if it's a disaster, it can't be avoided. Whether I face it head-on or try to avoid it, it's the same." He steeled himself and said, "Disciple Chen Xun, greeting the Lord of the Mansion..."

Although Su Quan was not yet the Lord of the Wuwei Mansion, he was happy to be called "Lord." His eyes emitted a sharp light, trying to see through Chen Xun's organs, frowning and shouting:

"Is it you who impersonated a clan member to infiltrate the academy?"

At the same time, he formed a spell, ready to blast this young man to pieces at the slightest sign of trouble.

The other eight withdrew their spiritual pressure, but Chen Xun felt several streams of energy wrap around him, like invisible ropes binding him tightly, making it impossible for him to struggle in front of everyone.

"Although I am not a member of the Black Python Clan, I had no intention to deceive. The details are known to General Su Qingfeng, the Deputy Lord of the Wuwei Mansion, and Ge Yi. Even Su Ling saw me in the North Mountain of Python Tooth Ridge half a year ago, and we had a minor disagreement because of it," Chen Xun said confidently.

At this point, Chen Xun was not afraid of anything:

If Su Qingfeng and Ge Yi wanted to harm him, they would not have waited until now to use such a conspiracy. As long as Su Qingfeng and Ge Yi did not harm him, he had a chance to defend himself.

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