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Chapter 1977

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"Is that the Vice Dean, Xuan Zibai?" Mu Yun could not help but ask.

"Yes!"

"What will he do if he takes Xue Zhuying away?"

"Don't worry!"

Zhan Xinyi looked at the departing old figure and said, "He won't kill Xue Zhuying!"

Hearing this, Mu Yun secretly heaved a sigh of relief.

His current realm was too weak.

It was enough that Xue Zhuying did not die from this disaster.

As long as he was in the True Martial Academy, it should not be difficult for him to escape.

"Do you care about him that much?"

"He saved my life!"

Mu Yun said carefully, "If it were you and I was about to be killed, even if you wouldn't risk your life to save me, you wouldn't stand by and do nothing, right?"

"Yes!"

Zhan Xinyi smiled faintly and said, "Thank you. The poison in my body has been completely removed!"

"You're welcome!"

Mu Yun sighed and said, "If it weren't for you, I wouldn't have been able to participate in the True Martial Academy's assessment and enter it."

Hearing this, Zhan Xinyi was stunned.

She knew that Mu Yun was forced to treat her illness.

However, it seemed that Mu Yun was very willing to stay in the True Martial Academy.

"Go, Elder Dong and the others are waiting for you!"

"Yes!"

Mu Yun cupped her hands and left.

Cang Beixuan looked at Mu Yun worriedly.

If Mu Yun really died, his father would skin him alive!

"Let's go!"

"Yes!"

The storm dissipated because of Xuan Zibai's appearance.

Ten figures followed Dong Shicheng to the academy where the True Martial Dragon Vein was.

"Young Master, that Xuan Zibai, I feel like I've seen him before!" Cang Beixuan could not help but say, "But I can't find any information related to this person even after searching through my memories."

"Oh?"

This surprised Mu Yun quite a bit.

Xuan Zibai was a white-haired old man. He gave off a lifeless feeling from head to toe.

However, when Mu Yun suddenly saw this person, she also felt that he was somewhat familiar yet unfamiliar.

"If you have time, find this person and ask about Xue Zhuying!"

"Yes!"

Cang Beixuan nodded.

"Back then, Little Ying simply treated Your Highness as a role model to be worshipped. It could be said that he was extremely respectful towards Your Highness. Now, it seems that the hatred in his heart is rising higher and higher."

"Who could forget the destruction of their family?"

Mu Yun said faintly.

"Brother Mu."

"Brother Mu."

At this moment, Fang Shicheng, Yu Chengfeng, and a few others also walked up. The two of them had also obtained the True Martial Token. When they saw Mu Yun disregarding life and death for her friend, they were greatly shocked.

If she could become friends with Mu Yun, she could rest assured that she would have her back to her.

"Brother Mu knows how to repay kindness. We all admire you!"

Fang Shicheng was dressed in a light blue robe, looking rather simple and honest.

In the Demon Fall Mountain, a group of rogue cultivators had been formed to fight against Tian Zhong and Huan Jue.

"Not bad!" Yu Chengfeng also smiled and said, "Previously when we worked together with Brother Mu, we felt that Brother Mu was trustworthy."

The four of them walked together and chatted.

"Hurry up!"

Elder Dong, who was at the front, suddenly shouted, "Why are you dawdling? The True Martial Dragon Vein will only open for ten days. Every minute you are delayed on the road means you lose a minute of precious time. "

"Yes!"

The few of them looked at each other and walked up.

Dong Shicheng looked tall and mighty, but he was very unapproachable.

When he saw Mu Yun, Dong Shicheng said, "Kid, let me remind you that Xue Zhuying has killed so many top disciples of the major sects. If you protect him, you will be implicated."

"Implicated?"

"Every once in a while, the True Martial Academy will recruit outstanding disciples from the major sects under the Zhan Clan so that the Zhan Clan can select the most outstanding disciples to enter the Zhan Clan's Secret Realm and become the core members of the Zhan Clan's Secret Realm."

"The Phantom Sect, the Divine Secret Pavilion, the Taiyi Sect, the Celestial Sect, and so on have already sent disciples to the academy. Many of them have already become Holy Disciples!"

"Some of them have even become warriors of the Zhan Clan. With Xue Zhuying and Xuan Zibai's protection, some people can't find them even if they want to."

"But you …"

Dong Shicheng said indifferently, "You don't have anyone protecting you!"

"Thank you for your reminder, Elder!"

Mu Yun cupped his hands.

However, he didn't take it to heart.

He had come to the True Martial Academy with this purpose.

Firstly, the True Martial Academy was the Zhan Clan's cradle for nurturing talents. The cultivation resources here were much more abundant than anywhere else.

Secondly, since this was the place where the Zhan Clan nurtured talents, he didn't mind those ignorant people provoking him.

Instead, he hoped that those people would provoke him so that he could kill them.

Seeing that Mu Yun didn't seem to take it to heart, Dong Shicheng felt that he had said too much.

He had seen too many talented people who were arrogant after arriving at the True Martial Academy. However, after witnessing the cruelty of the competition in the True Martial Academy, he knew what it meant to be patient.

In his eyes, Mu Yun was like that.

"We're here!"

After about an hour, eleven figures appeared outside a majestic hall.

The hall was squarish, and the ceiling was engraved with dragons and phoenixes. Wooden pillars supported the hall, and in front of the hundred-meter-tall hall, they looked really small.

"This is the True Martial Dragon Vein. You can enter directly, and a senior will bring you into the Dragon Vein.

"By the way, when you come out of seclusion ten days later, don't forget to go to the True Martial Hall to collect your disciple nameplates and living arrangements. There will be elders there to make arrangements for you!"

"Yes!"

Dong Shicheng left after giving his instructions.

The ten of them stepped into the hall.

A creaking sound was suddenly heard. At this moment, the hall opened by itself, and an old hunchbacked figure walked out with a broom in his hand. He glanced at the ten of them and said, "You're here? Go in then! "

"Senior, may I know how we will be baptized in the True Martial Spirit Vein?"

"You'll know when you go in!"

The old man waved the broom and began to sweep the floor. He couldn't be bothered with them.

Mu Yun and the other eight walked straight into the main hall.

The hunchbacked old man narrowed his eyes and looked at Mu Yun, who was in the middle.

"Why does it feel … so strange …"

The old man shook his head and smiled bitterly. "I'm just an old man who sweeps the floor. Why should I think so much?"

At this moment, the ten of them entered the hall and were stunned.

They had clearly entered the hall just now, but in the blink of an eye, they had appeared in the middle of a mountain range.

The mountain range was surrounded by mountains, and the peaks towered into the clouds. Spirit mist lingered around, and cranes soared back and forth. The ground was filled with the chirping of birds and the fragrance of flowers. It was like a paradise.

The magnificent scene made the ten of them immersed in it for a moment.

Buzz …

A buzzing sound suddenly sounded at this moment, and a figure appeared in front of the ten of them.

That figure stepped on the void as if it was flat ground. Her long sleeves fluttered in the wind, and her long purple hair spread behind her head.

She was a beautiful woman, and she was a perfect match for this place.

"Follow me!"

Looking at the ten of them, the woman said indifferently.

As soon as the woman appeared, the aura around her gave everyone an extremely tyrannical feeling.

It was as if she was a goddess from the nine heavens and ten earths. She was otherworldly, and her beauty made one's heart sway.

The woman walked in front and said, "This is the True Martial Dragon Vein. It's a Dragon Vein connected from the Zhan Clan's Secret World.

"There are a total of a hundred mountains here. Each mountain is a gushing point of the Dragon Vein. You can choose whichever one you like!

"Moreover, the Qi of the Dragon Vein will bring you great benefits when it spreads. It will nourish your body and even your soul.

"I see that you are all Divine Emperors. Your souls will be nourished here. It can be said that it's rich!

"Alright, now, each of you will find a mountain range and cultivate on your own!

"Remember, you only have ten days. After ten days, the Dragon Vein will close. At that time, you will have to leave this place. Don't be greedy."

As soon as the woman finished speaking, she stepped out and disappeared into the vast mountain range.

Cang Beixuan said in a low voice, "The True Martial Academy is indeed full of crouching tigers and hidden dragons!"

"I heard that the True Martial Academy's foundation is deeper than the Phantom Sect and the Divination Pavilion's."

"I heard that some of the instructors in the True Martial Academy are direct descendants of the Zhan Clan. They specialize in teaching the disciples of the academy."

Hearing this, Mu Yun nodded and did not say much.

"You have ten days to improve your cultivation!"

"I'm fine with it. Your Highness, you should cherish it more!" Cang Beixuan said with a smile. "Although my cultivation shows that I'm a Second Essence Divine Emperor, that's after suppressing it!"

Mu Yun suddenly thought.

Cang Beixuan's father, Cang Yan, was the captain of the Xuantian Ten Thousand Soldiers Second Battalion. They were closely related to each other. His strength must have been declining over the years.

However, Cang Beixuan's strength was not the same. After ten thousand years, his strength was probably … terrifying!

"What's your father's cultivation now?"

"Previously, he was a Four Elements Divine Lord. Now, he's a Five Elements Divine Lord!"

Cang Beixuan said bitterly. "Over the years, my father's cultivation has been declining. He fell from the Ancestor God Realm to the Divine Lord Realm!"

"Back then, my father told me that it was because Your Highness had passed away that his cultivation could not increase. Instead, it would decline. I didn't believe him. Now that I think about it, that's indeed the case."

"Your Highness should have reached the Divine World less than twenty years ago, right?"

"Yes!"

"That's right!"

Cang Beixuan nodded. "My father's cultivation did not decline over the past twenty years. Instead, it increased."

Mu Yun nodded when he heard this.

It seemed that he was indeed closely related to the Xuantian Ten Thousand Soldiers.

"Alright, get ready. Let's climb to the top of the dragon!"

Mu Yun looked at the hundred peaks and was eager to try.

Back then, he had obtained a drop of Blood Essence from Xiao Qi's father, the Seven-colored Heavenly Dragon. He had been able to transform his divine body into a dragon, greatly increasing his defense and attack power.

However, over the years, he had rarely been able to transform into a dragon.

Today was a good opportunity!

Mu Yun took a step forward and chose a dragon top. She climbed to the top and sat down cross-legged.

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