The Hall Master's arrival shocked everyone in the Yingtian Courtyard. The twelve elders hurriedly stood up and saluted the Hall Master.
All the disciples of the Ying Tian Courtyard knelt down in front of the courtyard master who was riding on the immortal crane. The new disciples also knelt down in front of them.
However, there were two people who stood out because they didn't kneel at all. They were still standing there with their backs ramrod straight.
These two people were naturally Gu Fei and Yang Zhan.
"Are these two guys stupid?"
Seeing that someone didn't salute the Hall Master in the sky, everyone thought that Gu Fei and Yang Zhan had been scared silly.
Only Gu Fei knew that the person who could scare him silly in this world hadn't appeared yet.
"Alright, get up!"
The Hall Master's voice came down from the sky. His voice was calm and dignified.
The twelve elders straightened their bodies. The white-robed and green-robed disciples, as well as the new disciples in the square, hurriedly stood up.
In the eyes of these disciples, the Hall Master's words were like an imperial edict!
"The Hall Master actually came!"
Everyone had already guessed why the Hall Master had personally come.
The second elder was incomparably nervous at this moment. He could ignore the other elders, including the first elder, but the Hall Master was different.
"This batch of disciples is not bad. Feixiong, after the competition is over, bring that Junior Brother on the stage to see me."
The Hall Master said to Shangguan Feixiong.
"Yes, Master!"
Shangguan Feixiong hurriedly replied.
"This, this, this …"
The second elder was dumbfounded. Hall Master, you can't do this!
The other elders looked at the second elder with schadenfreude. They didn't compete with the second elder for disciples, but when the Hall Master wanted to take a disciple, no one dared to say anything.
Then, the Hall Master rode the Immortal Crane and soared into the sky. He flew to the Sacred Mountain in the sky and disappeared.
The Immortal Dao aura that was filled with vitality also dissipated in the void, as if it had never appeared.
"The Hall Master left just like that?"
Everyone was baffled. There was no need for the Hall Master to come personally. Couldn't he just send a voice transmission to Shangguan Feixiong?
"What should we do?"
Gu Fei wasn't scared out of his wits, but Yang Zhan was completely dumbfounded. Who would dare to refuse the Hall Master's summons?
But once the Elder Hall Master saw through him, wouldn't he be dead for sure?
What first place in the competition? What elder's favor? To Yang Zhan, all of this was fart. He hurriedly jumped down from the stage and arrived at Gu Fei's side.
"Brother Fei …"
Yang Zhan was truly anxious. When he thought of going to see the Hall Master, he was so terrified that his legs began to tremble.
"Calm down, I'm here. What are you afraid of?"
Gu Fei's voice resounded in Yang Zhan's mind.
"But, Brother Fei …"
Yang Zhan still wanted to say something.
"Alright, let's leave it at that. Perhaps there will be an unexpected surprise when you meet the Academy Master," Gu Fei continued.
"Sigh! I hope it's not a scare. "
Yang Zhan said helplessly.
At this time, a group of people gradually gathered around Yang Zhan.
"Boss, are you taking in underlings?"
A dark-skinned young cultivator came over and said.
"Scram!"
Yang Zhan snappily said.
The young cultivator hastily shrunk his neck and retreated.
Seeing that someone was rebuffed by Yang Zhan, the others naturally did not dare to approach.
But at this time, these new disciples were filled with reverence towards Yang Zhan. Even the green-robed disciples were apprehensive towards Yang Zhan, not daring to rashly provoke him.
No one would have thought that Yang Zhan would be favored by the Hall Master. If he could become the Hall Master's Inner Disciple, he would definitely reach the heavens in a single bound!
Countless low-level disciples of Yingtian Courtyard were envious of Yang Zhan, especially those who knew him.
Wang Long was incomparably depressed.
After a while, with Shangguan Feixiong presiding over the competition, the competition continued.
In a short while, the entire square became lively again. Among the new disciples, there were indeed a few outstanding characters. Although they were not as abnormal as Yang Zhan, they still could not be underestimated.
After a little more than two hours, this unruly competition came to an end.
Although this competition seemed very lively, there were very few people who truly attracted attention. Previously, Feng Yu had been defeated by Zhao Tianlong, but as the descendant of the Third Elder, he could naturally become an Elder's Inner Disciple.
The best seedlings had already been reserved by the Hall Master, so the twelve Elders had no interest in the remaining disciples.
Among the twelve Elders, the twelfth Elder accepted three disciples, and the eleventh Elder accepted one disciple. The other Elders simply had no interest in accepting disciples.
"Junior Brother, come with me!"
At the end of the competition, Shangguan Feixiong came looking for Yang Zhan.
Yang Zhan had no choice but to follow behind Shangguan Feixiong and leave the square.
Shangguan Feixiong brought Yang Zhan and soared into the sky, flying towards the Sacred Mountain in the sky. Soon, they arrived at the peak of the Sacred Mountain and landed on the open space in front of the palace.
At this time, Gu Fei, who was on the square, suddenly raised his head and looked towards the Sacred Mountain in the sky. His gaze seemed to pierce through the void, as if he could see the scene at the peak of the Sacred Mountain.
"If I want to play, I'll play big."
Gu Fei muttered to himself. He retracted his gaze, and a cold, evil smile appeared on his face.
At the peak of the Sacred Mountain, Shangguan Feixiong brought Yang Zhan directly to the palace in front of them. It was a huge hall, and the old man sitting on the throne in the middle of the hall was the Hall Master.
The red-crowned crane was nowhere to be seen.
When Shangguan Feixiong brought Yang Zhan to the door of the hall, the door suddenly opened.
Shangguan Feixiong brought Yang Zhan into the hall.
Gu Fei did not retract the strand of will he had planted in Yang Zhan's body, and Yang Zhan's cultivation and battle prowess did not show any signs of diminishing.
"Greetings, Master!"
"Greetings, Hall Master!"
Shangguan Feixiong and Yang Zhan hurriedly knelt towards the throne.
"Rise!"
The Hall Master waved his hand and said.
"Are you willing to take me as your master?"
The Hall Master looked at Yang Zhan and asked calmly.
At this time, there were still twelve Elders standing in the hall.
"Ah!"
Yang Zhan was stunned when he heard this.
"Junior Brother, are you still not willing?"
Shangguan Feixiong hurriedly pulled Yang Zhan back.
"He's probably too happy to be stupid!"
"The Hall Master's disciple has reached the heavens in a single step!"
The twelve Elders whispered, especially the Second Elder. Now that the Hall Master had interfered, his plan to take in a disciple would immediately be ruined. He felt extremely depressed!
"Junior Brother …"
Seeing that Yang Zhan was still hesitating, Shangguan Feixiong was a little unhappy. The Hall Master's master has taken a liking to you, and that's your fortune. Yet, you're still hesitating?
"I'm not willing!"
Yang Zhan suddenly seemed to have changed into a different person. He directly raised his head and looked at the Hall Master on the throne.
"What …"
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