Deep within the West Sea.
On an island that was shrouded within a divine light.
Lan Xiaoni held a secret report in her hands. Her usual majestic aura as an alliance leader vanished and was replaced by a happy, child-like smile.
“That’s wonderful! Big Boss An Lin has finally broken through to the Return to Void Stage! He’s such an amazing prodigy. I knew that he would be able to break through to the Return to Void Stage in these few years!”
She was lying sideways on a gigantic throne as she read the secret report, and there was a cheerful smile on her face as she gazed at the face of the male on the report.
“I heard that he also annihilated the Heavenly Wind God. As expected, my boss is not just an ordinary prodigy. Xiaoni, you also need to work harder!
“The influence of the West Sea Alliance has reached almost every corner of the West Sea. However, there are still a few ancient powers who detest humans and are unwilling to submit to our authority. It looks like now’s time to deal with them…”
The female’s gaze became resolute as she quietly murmured to herself.
In the southwestern region of the Kingdom of the Nine States.
Amid a vast stretch of black land.
There lay an immortal realm that was completely at odds with its surrounding environment.
There were luscious mountains and limpid waters; there were spirit beasts and immortal fruits; there were even colorful celestial phenomena wafting through the sky. The dense flow of vital energy transformed into various immortal mists, which drifted throughout this immortal realm.
If ordinary cultivators meditated here, they would be able to cultivate numerous times faster than if they were in the outside world.
The three Holy Disciples of the Blood Tribe were currently observing dao in front of the Blood Patriarch’s statue.
A drop of blood followed Cassidy’s slender finger as she drew circles in the air. For some reason, the statue—which had been turned into stone and hadn’t been reawakened with any special ceremonies—appeared to be especially restless.
“As expected, what the Blood Patriarch wanted at that time was the Holy Leader’s blood. The Blood Patriarch only reacted to us because we had already absorbed the Holy Leader’s blood at that time…” Cassidy nodded indifferently. She wasn’t the least bit surprised by this discovery.
“The Holy Leader has already reached the Return to Void Stage. We can fast-track our plan as well now.” There was a smile on Tobias’ finely chiseled face, and his bright and piercing eyes appeared to contain a boundless battle intent.
“Now that the Holy Leader has ranked up to the Return to Void Stage, I wonder if his blood is even more delicious…” There was a drunken expression on Cassidy’s face as she said this. She opened her dainty mouth and licked the drop of blood off her fingertip.
“Mmm… Ah…”
Cassidy’s euphoric moans echoed throughout the holy land of the Blood Tribe.
Within the Four Nine Immortal Sect.
Celebratory banners were hung all around the sect.
Banners that read “Congratulations, Sect Leader An Lin, for breaking through to the Return to Void Stage”, “Sect Leader An Lin is all-powerful and the embodiment of fortune”, “Sect Leader An Lin is only one step away from ruling over the word”, and so on could be seen everywhere in the sect.
Bai Ling, who was wearing a white dress, stood atop a podium and systematically organized the fervent sect disciples to prepare for the celebratory event.
“Sun Xiaodie, stop slacking off,” Bei Lian scolded angrily. “Hurry up and keep working! The sect leader is going to return in five days. We want him to arrive to a completely renewed sect!” She took out a luminous crystal and tapped it on the head of a girl who was lying on a tree branch.
“Ugh… I know…” The girl humphed. “There’s still a full five days.”
“I wonder if there’s going to be a cultivation method lottery. I’m definitely going to win a good cultivation method next time!” Ning Rique, a disciple of the Sword Pavilion, had an eager expression on his face.
“I don’t have such lofty wishes,” Sun Yuluo of the Sword Pavilion remarked. “I merely want to gaze upon Sect Leader An Lin’s handsome figure again.”
“Ew… that sounds so creepy! Can you please keep it to yourself until the sect leader returns?” Liu Qianhuan shuddered upon seeing the fanatic expression on Sun Yuluo’s face. She could feel the goosebumps forming on her skin.
“Roar! Dong Zhen! You stinky vixen! You drew a cat face on this Lion King’s face again! I’m going to rip you to shreds!”
“Hehehe… Come catch me! If you catch me, I’ll…”
The core disciples of the sect joked and laughed as they prepared for the sect’s celebratory event. This kind of carefree and buoyant atmosphere made them feel as if they weren’t in a sect. Rather, they felt like they were in a relaxed and carefree wonderland.
Kingdom of the Nine States, The United University of Cultivation.
Bursts of celebratory cannon strikes erupted in the air.
The entire school was brimming with a sense of joy and exuberance.
The teachers and students were all gathered upon a gigantic plaza.
Today was the day of the commendation ceremony, and the recipients of the commendations included the outstanding students of The United University of Cultivation. These were students who had made significant contributions to either the university or the Heavenly Court.
Initially, the principal had planned on hosting a commendation ceremony to honor An Lin’s great contributions. However, after some thought, he felt that all the teachers and students had performed admirably when facing off against the Heavenly Wind God. Thus, he decided to reward everyone and commend all the teachers and students of the university!
The rewards prepared for this ceremony included tens of thousands of valuable fruits, thousands of magic tools, hundreds of spirit pills, and twenty spirit tools. Almost everyone received a reward. Those who performed outstandingly—Sword Immortal Ming Yuan, Xu Xiaolan, Xuanyuan Cheng, and a few others—even received a spirit tool each…
Because of this, the atmosphere at the plaza was especially lively.
“Next, please welcome Principal Wang Xianyu on stage to deliver his speech!” Vice-Principal Yu Hua was extremely enthusiastic as he spoke.
Under a round of rapturous applause, a round, jet-black and four-legged little whale slowly swam through the void and arrived on the stage. Then, it started calmly blowing bubbles under the watchful gazes of tens of thousands of cultivators.
The entire plaza fell silent.
The teachers and students all stared at the bubble-blowing whale intently.
Golden words flashed across the bubbles—Today is a wonderful day, and we’re all gathered here for a joyous occasion… Not long ago, The United University of Cultivation faced its greatest ever danger since its founding. However, our teachers and students still fought valiantly even though they knew that the enemy was close to invincible. Tens of thousands from an alien tribe were killed, and we achieved a great victory…
An Lin and the other students all gazed at the bubbles intently and respectfully.
This was perhaps the most peculiar speech that An Lin had ever seen from a principal. The entire plaza was silent, and everyone was focused on watching the principal blow bubbles. Moreover, they all looked solemn and respectful.
Plop…
Plop…
Plop…
One after another, the bubbles rose into the sky.
Eventually, one last bubble hovered into the air—That’s all I have to say. Thank you all for your attention.
Raucous applause rang out across the plaza.
“Amazing! The principal’s speech was absolutely amazing!”
“Every single word was a thought-provoking gem!”
“That was the most stunning speech I’ve heard in my life!”
Some female students gazed at the four-legged whale reverently as they wiped tears off their faces.
The male students also had sharp looks in their eyes, and they appeared especially moved and full of combative spirit.
An Lin was slightly baffled at this sight. The principal just blew a few bubbles… Was it really that touching?
A white glow stealthily flashed across his eyes. Only then did he realize that the four-legged whale had used a thread of divine dao to carve a small spell formation onto his bubbles. This caused the golden words on the bubbles to appear holy and majestic, thereby allowing it to penetrate into one’s mind and arouse their emotions of reverence.
So, it turns out that… even the principal himself was afraid that his speech wouldn’t be well received…
Have pity on the poor principal… In order to maintain his dignity and capture the students’ attention, he didn’t hesitate to secretly carve a spell formation onto his bubbles…
However, no matter how hard he tried to maintain his image, it was all to no avail.
One had to realize, he had already lost all face when he appeared and started spitting bubbles in front of the students!