A Bunch of Ancestors You Can't Offend
God Realm, Central Divine Mountain.
The Central Divine Mountain was the head of the God Race's Nine Divine Mountains. Surrounded by the other eight Divine Mountains, the Central Divine Mountain was, without a doubt, the God Race's heartland.
There were a total of seven cities on the mountain, arranged in a hexagonal shape. Any one of them could house tens of billions of cultivators.
Heavenly God City was the capital city of the Central Divine Mountain, located right in the center.
The most elite of the God Realm warriors lived here, as well as countless powerful factions.
The relationships between these factions were tangled and complicated, and their highest leader was the God Emperor's Estate, which Zhou Wu had established.
The Divine Martial Academy, which was about to host the Battle of the Three Realms of Geniuses, was also located in this city.
In the wilderness outside Heavenly God City:
Ancient, mottled trees stretched as far as the heavens. This was a completely undeveloped area, and the sounds of birds chirped and the fragrance of flowers filled the air. Animals that hadn't even reached the level of yao could be seen darting through the forest. This was a pure land the gods had left for them.
Inexplicably, the animals scattered in all directions, as if they'd been frightened.
Soon after, the surrounding space in the wilderness suddenly distorted violently.
A pitch-black cave suddenly appeared in the sky. Before long, several people emerged. They were none other than the students from Skyspan Academy who'd come from the Northern Divine Mountain.
"We've finally made it out alive."
As they inhaled the fragrance of nature, some of the students couldn't help but sigh.
Although the teachers who'd come with them weren't as excited as the students, they could sense the joy of surviving a calamity in their eyes.
Their trip to the wormhole hadn't gone as smoothly as they'd imagined.
Although they'd used the most expensive materials to construct the wormhole, and over a dozen diviners had worked together, they'd still overestimated the wormhole's stability.
Halfway there, the wormhole caved in on a large scale.
The spatial turbulence almost dragged them into the Outside. Fortunately, Qiu Enhuai, a ruler-level expert, managed to stabilize the wormhole and prevent anyone from getting sucked into the turbulence.
After emerging from the wormhole, Qiu Enhuai didn't lead the students any further.
After a few breaths of time, the space in front of them collapsed. Everyone who'd experienced the spatial rupture instinctively took a few steps back.
Not long after, a red-haired brawny man walked out from the collapsed space.
His appearance instantly raised the surrounding temperature by several times, and everyone felt a wave of heat assaulting their faces.
Beside him was a middle-aged man with a moustache and a smile that resembled the Maitreya Buddha.
"Old Qiu, you've made us wait for a long time!"
The mustached man smiled and took a few steps forward. There was a hint of reproach in his eyes. From his tone, it could be heard that he and Qiu Enhuai were old acquaintances.
"There were some problems in the middle." Qiu Enhuai smiled.
"I don't care. Anyway, you made me and Vulcan wait for a few days. Shouldn't you make it up to us?"
"Yes, yes." Qiu Enhuai shook his head with a smile and said, "But before that, bring us to the Divine Martial School. Us students have just experienced a little trouble, we have to let them rest well."
"Of course."
The mustachioed man smiled faintly. He made a grabbing motion toward the sky and took out a brush.
He dipped his brush in the air and drew several strokes in the air.
Several "eights" appeared in the sky, then the mustachioed man sent the brush back into the void.
"Take a seat. My calligraphy will take you directly to the Divine Martial School. Someone will arrange accommodations for you there."
What kind of divine ability was this?
Ye Zichen and the others stared at the translucent "eights" in a daze. They never would have guessed that this kind-looking mustachioed man was actually a ruler-level expert.
Qiu Enhuai nodded at the students. Ye Zichen and the others didn't suspect anything and stepped onto the characters.
"Little friend?"
Just as the students and teachers were about to step onto the characters, the mustachioed man suddenly reached out his hand.
Everyone looked at him and realized that he was pointing at Ye Zichen. Xue Mo and the others arched their brows in surprise. Ye Zichen pointed at himself in confusion.
"Me?"
"That's right, little friend." The mustachioed man nodded. "I don't have any words for you. Stay here. I'll take you somewhere in a bit."
"....."
Ye Zichen was a bit confused, but he still stepped off the characters.
As soon as he did, he discovered that it was just as the mustachioed man had said. If he weren't included, those characters would be enough to get everyone else to leave.
"Senior, where are you taking Ye Zichen?"
The mustached man furrowed his brows, but when he saw the faintly discernible mark on Xue Mo's forehead, his furrowed brows instantly relaxed. He wanted to laugh, but he didn't want to embarrass himself ….
"I naturally wouldn't harm him. Besides, your dean is with us. What's there to worry about?"
Seeing this, Qiu Enhuai inexplicably wanted to laugh.
He was certain that the mustachioed man had figured out Xue Mo's identity. In truth, ruler-level experts like them could ignore even the heirs of large clans.
Any ruler was worthy of the world's reverence, but the Xue Family's daughter was an exception ….
Not because of his father, but because the Sea of Innocence had Zhao Qianhe!
"What are you standing around for? Hurry up and send the Xue Family's two ancestors away," transmitted the mustachioed man through narrowed eyes.
Qiu Enhuai glanced discreetly at the mustachioed man, then nodded.
"Go to the Divine Martial Academy. I did leave Ye Zichen behind for some business. Once I'm done, I'll send him back to the academy to meet up with you. "
Xue Mo nodded, then rode the mustachioed man's characters and disappeared into the sky.
The mustachioed man let out a long sigh.
"Why are the Xue Family's two ancestors here as well? Ol 'Qiu, you've got guts. Don't you know what's behind the Battle of Geniuses? If something happens to them, won't that ancestor cut off your head? "
"If I told you it was that ancestor's doing, would you believe me?" said Qiu Enhuai helplessly.
"Really?"
The mustachioed man froze. Ye Zichen stood to the side, completely befuddled. His heart tightened with curiosity. Although he knew that these people were all extraordinary experts, and as a junior, he ought to serve them well ….
"Seniors, what are you talking about?"
"....."
Unruly!
Why were youngsters nowadays so unruly?
But so what?
This was an ancestor he couldn't afford to offend!
The mustachioed man felt like he was being stifled as a ruler. He shouldn't have come here. He should've sent someone else to serve these ancestors.
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