Chapter 4302 — Blood Aflame
The Blossom Guardian · Page 2 of 2
Add to that the Mystic Ascension Stage masters on the platform, and above all the three Initiator Stage experts headed by Ling Yuanqing, and not a word more needed to be said. There could be no advertisement under heaven more compelling than this.
As expected of the mysterious and unfathomable Eastern Continent—the foundation of this Morning Star Yellow-Rank Cultivator Academy was truly extraordinary. No wonder it inspired such longing.
In an instant, Zhenduan Plaza fell utterly silent. Everyone wore an expression of anticipation, their gazes fixed on Ling Yuanqing, waiting for him to continue.
"Cultivators of the Southern Continent, since you have all gathered here, you must surely already know quite clearly what comes next." Ling Yuanqing smiled faintly. His accent carried a certain softness characteristic of the region, yet when it reached everyone's ears, it felt both genial and imposing, heavy with authority—drawing their minds irresistibly to him and leaving no room for stray thoughts.
The crowd below nodded unconsciously. In but a brief moment, this vast assembly had been brought entirely under Ling Yuanqing's control with just a few words.
Watching this, Wei Zhao was secretly astonished. The ten thousand people present were no ordinary crowd—over seventy percent of them were Golden Core experts, and among them Nascent Soul experts were far from few.
Out in the world, these people were one and all proud, unruly characters. Never mind gathering ten thousand of them—even a mere dozen or twenty would be no easy task to quiet down and make obey.
Yet now, this academy head Ling Yuanqing had, in the space of a few sentences, made every last person in the hall docile and obedient. On the one hand, this was surely due to the intimidating display of power; on the other, it proved just how unfathomably skilled he was—truly worthy of being an Initiator Stage expert of unfathomable depth.
"To save you all time, I will dispense with superfluous words. We of the Eastern Continent's Morning Star Yellow-Rank Academy have come here today for one purpose: to select disciples. Those among you who are chosen will enter the Morning Star Academy to continue your cultivation. You have all seen, I trust, just how many Nascent Soul experts the Eastern Continent has—it would be no exaggeration to say they are as numerous as the hairs on an ox. A glance around you will tell you as much." Ling Yuanqing paused with a faint smile, then continued: "Therefore, any disciple who gains entry to the academy—if your talent is sufficient and fortune does not forsake you—may well become an Initiator Stage expert like myself in days to come. It is not impossible."
These words set the blood of everyone present racing; breaths quickened, eyes shone.
Having already set foot on the path of cultivation, who would not wish to advance further? Not a single person would say that reaching today's Golden Core realm was enough to satisfy them, that they desired no further progress.
The distant Initiator Stage they might not yet dare to imagine, but the Nascent Soul Stage—and even the Mystic Ascension Stage above it—look at these experts from the academy all around them, living precedents standing right before their eyes. It meant that so long as they could pass the selection and join the academy, all of it seemed within reach. Who would not yearn for that?
Not only those present—even Wei Zhao, whose temperament was ordinarily so calm, could not help but feel his heart surge at these words. (To be continued. If you enjoy this work, you are welcome to come)
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