Zhu Chang and Wu Kong’s eyes nearly popped out of their sockets.
They could hardly believe what they were seeing.
All they saw was.
Song Zhenwei, wielding the immortal sword, was hacking away at Zeng Qiyan like he was chasing a grandson.
It was clear that Song Zhenwei was holding back, not striking at Zeng Qiyan’s vital points, obviously not wanting to take his life.
Langya Academy had finally produced a Half-step Mortal Immortal realm expert. Although they weren’t on the best terms, for the sake of the bigger picture and the academy’s prosperity, Song Zhenwei didn’t deliver a fatal blow.
But the pain of flesh and blood was unavoidable. Song Zhenwei would occasionally swing his sword, and the sweeping sword energy would engulf Zeng Qiyan, easily cutting through his skin.
Zeng Qiyan was covered in blood, his clothes reduced to rags, looking incredibly disheveled.
He was as pathetic now as he had been arrogant moments ago.
He was being chased by Song Zhenwei in a sorry state, with no room to fight back.
“What is the background of that person named Ji, to be able to make the sword spirit change its mind and be willing to help Song Zhenwei?”
As Zeng Qiyan dodged with all his might, he cast his gaze towards Ji Mo, his eyes filled with endless killing intent.
If it weren’t for Ji Mo, he would have crippled Song Zhenwei by now and seized the position of dean.
“Dean, what a fine sword!”
Ji Mo looked at Song Zhenwei, watching him wield the immortal sword with imposing grandeur, and felt a pang of envy.
He didn’t know this was the power of the immortal sword, mistaking it for Song Zhenwei’s superior swordsmanship, and couldn’t help but praise him with a face full of longing.
“Good ‘jian’?”
Song Zhenwei stumbled, almost falling, realizing he might have gotten too carried away.
He stopped toying with Zeng Qiyan and simply knocked him down with a single sword strike.
“Old Zeng, you’re doing great. Keep up the good work, and maybe next time you’ll be able to defeat me.”
Song Zhenwei praised him, feigning magnanimity.
These words almost choked Zeng Qiyan to death. If you’re so capable, why don’t you fight me without the immortal sword? Why act so high and mighty?
He stared fixedly at Song Zhenwei, feeling incredibly stifled.
He thought it was a sure thing, but never expected it to all come to nothing in the end.
Song Zhenwei, controlling the immortal sword, had the strength to completely crush him. Even if he entered the Mortal Immortal realm in the future, he would still be no match for Song Zhenwei.
If he wanted to take the dean’s position, there was only one way: outlive Song Zhenwei.
But who knew if a second person capable of wielding the immortal sword would appear.
“I concede.”
Zeng Qiyan’s expression was filled with despair. He reluctantly chose to surrender, feeling that he had no destiny to be the dean in this lifetime.
“Old Zeng, rest assured as the vice dean. Our academy will soon prosper, and you will have your glory in the future.”
Song Zhenwei didn’t continue to mock Zeng Qiyan, and kindly reminded him.
With Ji Mo around, Langya Academy’s prosperity was a sure thing.
As long as the academy flourished in the future, the vice dean would be far more imposing than the deans of other academies.
And that day should come soon.
However, Zeng Qiyan didn’t believe it.
In the end, Zeng Qiyan, filled with unwillingness, was carried away by Zhu Chang and Wu Kong.
…
Liu Song returned to Shengling Academy in a sorry state.
The news of Lin Mengmeng possessing the Heaven Suppressing Hegemon Body had been sold by him, and the reward was an eighth-grade elixir.
If it were in the past, Liu Song would have been very satisfied with this reward.
But thinking of Langya Academy, where a student could casually produce large handfuls of ninth-grade spirit elixirs, he suddenly felt that the eighth-grade elixir wasn’t appealing at all.
As soon as he returned to Shengling Academy, Liu Song was taken to the dean’s office.
In the dean’s office, a charming middle-aged woman sat before a desk made of ink jade stone.
She was wearing a black long dress, the luxurious fabric tightly hugging her voluptuous and shapely figure. Her dark hair cascaded down, and she exuded mature charm.
This woman was the dean of Shengling Academy, Zhao Yanyun.
Zhao Yanyun glanced at Liu Song and said nothing, her slender fingers tapping on the desk, producing a chaotic sound.
The tone was piercing, containing a peculiar power, as if it were striking the depths of the soul, making one’s scalp tingle and feel uneasy.
Large beads of sweat appeared on Liu Song’s forehead. He finally couldn’t bear the mental pressure and immediately prostrated himself.
“Dean, I was wrong. Please spare me this time, and I will make amends for my mistakes.”
Liu Song begged for mercy.
He knew Zhao Yanyun’s methods very well. It was obvious that she already knew everything that had happened at Langya Academy, and was preparing to hold him accountable.
Liu Song knew that the trouble he had caused was immense. If he couldn’t make amends, he would likely face death.
“How will you make amends? You have severely damaged Shengling’s reputation and caused the deaths of six elders. What use are you to me?”
Zhao Yanyun’s tone was very calm, but her eyes flowed with intense killing intent.
Although she was a woman, she was extremely shrewd and decisive, otherwise, she wouldn’t have led Shengling Academy to third place in the Southern Domain.
She had intended to lead Shengling Academy to challenge for the first place in the Southern Domain this year, but this incident had made her extremely angry.
“Dean, I can recruit a Half-step Mortal Immortal realm expert for our academy, and there’s even a chance to obtain that immortal artifact from Langya Academy.”
Liu Song said urgently, knowing very well that the more attractive his words were, the better his chances of survival.
Zhao Yanyun’s eyes lit up, and she stopped tapping the desk, clearly tempted.
Liu Song seized the opportunity to explain his plan.
“Interesting. Then it depends on your performance. If you succeed, you will atone for your crimes. If you fail, you know the consequences.”
Zhao Yanyun snorted coldly, her killing intent receding.
As Liu Song walked out of the dean’s office, he was drenched in sweat, feeling as if he had just been pulled out of water.
His life was temporarily saved, but if he couldn’t deliver on the promise he had just made to Zhao Yanyun, his fate would be grim.
He knew very well that Zhao Yanyun, despite her beauty, had a heart that was far from beautiful; she was a venomous old woman with brutal methods.
Liu Song didn’t dare to delay and immediately took action, taking out his communication jade pendant to contact Zhu Chang.
He had already made contact with Zhu Chang last time, connecting through Zeng Qiyan. Now it was time to lure him over.
“Dean Zeng, great news! Shengling Academy has extended an olive branch to us.”
Upon receiving Liu Song’s message, Zhu Chang reported to Zeng Qiyan with immense joy.
Shengling Academy was the third-ranked academy in the Southern Domain, with strong capabilities and a renowned reputation. Who wouldn’t want to go there for a better position instead of staying in the dilapidated Langya Academy?
Zeng Qiyan didn’t hesitate for long and decided to switch schools on the spot.
He had no future at Langya Academy, so there was no need to stay there any longer.
“All our people will leave, and we will also take the students with us. I want to leave an empty shell for Song Zhenwei, making Langya Academy a mere formality.”
Zeng Qiyan laughed heartily, thinking of an excellent way to retaliate against Song Zhenwei.
Over the years, he had formed factions within Langya Academy and had many followers. He believed they would all be willing to follow him.
As expected, eighty percent of the teachers and seventy percent of the students chose to leave.
People seek higher ground, and water flows to lower places. Who would want to stay in the last-ranked academy when they could go to the third-ranked one?
Upon hearing this news, Song Zhenwei almost fainted on the spot.
He had thought Langya Academy was on the verge of rising, but unexpectedly, it was about to collapse.
With such a large exodus of teachers and students, Langya Academy would likely find it difficult to continue.