"If I said that I entered the academy just to teach Tang Qiuling and Zhuo Lingfeng how to practice ancient martial arts, would you believe it, Dean?" Chen Xuan asked calmly.
Wan Chongyue could tell that Chen Xuan didn't want to answer his questions.
Teaching Tang Qiuling and Zhuo Lingfeng to practice ancient martial arts may be one of Chen Xuan's reasons, but it is by no means the biggest reason.
However, thinking that since Chen Xuan entered the college, he has been teaching students with all his heart, and that he is also very grateful to the college, Wan Chongyue does not want to continue to ask questions.
As long as Chen Xuan continues to help the college and doesn't have other motives, that's fine.
Even considering the worst case scenario, if Chen Xuan really wants to use the academy to do something that violates morality, Wan Chongyue feels that he and Zhong Xu can definitely stop Chen Xuan by joining forces.
Chen Xuan easily defeated Xi, which shocked others greatly, but Wan Chongyue knew that he could do the same as Chen Xuan if he knew that he was at the fourth or fifth level of the Gang Qi Realm.
As for Chen Xuan's move of condensing gas and transforming into a dragon, the element of showing off his skills was even greater.
Therefore, Wan Chongyue deduced based on Chen Xuan's age, performance and opponent level that Chen Xuan's strength was equivalent to an ancient warrior at the fourth or fifth level of the Gang Qi Realm.
And he is at the fifth level of the Gang Qi Realm, and Zhong Xu is at the fourth level. If the two of them join forces, Chen Xuan has absolutely no chance of winning.
Of course, Wan Chongyue did not want to speculate on Chen Xuan with the greatest malice, but in his heart he was more willing to believe that Chen Xuan was a good teacher.
"Teacher Chen, I believe what you say." Wan Chongyue stared at Chen Xuan's face with burning eyes, "And I am already old. As long as Teacher Chen is willing, I will hand over the position of the next dean to you."
When Chen Xuan heard this, he was slightly startled at first, then shook his head and smiled: "I won't stay in the college for too long. When Tang Qiuling graduates, I will leave the college with her. As for Zhuo Lingfeng, he will need more than a year. I can't wait that long to advance to the pulse forging realm, because I have always been a person in the secular world and have no interest in integrating into the ancient martial arts world."
This time it was Wan Chongyue's turn to be surprised.
He didn't expect that Chen Xuan actually wanted to resign.
"How long will it take for Tang Qiuling to be promoted to the Pulse Forging Realm?" Wan Chongyue wanted to know this question urgently.
Because this means how long it will take for Chen Xuan to leave the academy.
"Almost one month left." Chen Xuan replied truthfully, "Dean, no matter what you have to say to persuade me to stay, there is no need to say it again. This is something I decided before I entered the college."
"...Okay." Wan Chongyue's face was full of regret.
After experiencing the evil sect's invasion, Wan Chongyue believed that Chen Xuan was the most suitable candidate to be the next dean.
It's a pity that Chen Xuan is leaving the academy, and He Zhiming, who was the most suitable before, has died due to betrayal, so he can only choose one from other teachers.
"Dean, regarding the evil sect's invasion, I'm afraid that Mingluo Sect won't let it go. When I leave, the college will have to take more precautions." Chen Xuan reminded kindly.
Wan Chongyue also considered this issue: "Teacher Chen, you don't have to worry too much about this. I will ask the teachers to contact the major righteous sects today. With the support of these sects, the Mingluo Sect will not dare to invade again easily. , and they lost an important hall leader and they still need to recover."
"That's good. Dean, please take care of the college's defense work. I'll go out first." Chen Xuan said and stood up to leave.
After walking out of Baichuan Building, Chen Xuan looked at Guan Shaotang and Yu Guanyuan standing outside. At the same time, there was someone he knew very well standing next to Yu Guanyuan.
This is Dongfang Zhen, the young master of the Dongfang family.
Dongfang Zhen was beaten to death by Chen Xuan and his body could not recover. Now he can barely walk with two crutches.
As soon as he saw Chen Xuan, the complicated look in Dongfang Zhen's eyes flashed away, but he apologized respectfully: "Teacher Chen, I'm sorry. I offended you so much before in Yundong Province. Now I kneel down to apologize to you!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Dongfang Zhen knelt down with difficulty.
"You know that your eldest brother Dongfang Yin was killed by me, right?" Chen Xuan asked coldly.
"I know, that was my eldest brother's own destruction. Thank you Teacher Chen for not completely destroying my Dongfang family. If Teacher Chen wants me to die as an apology, I have no objection." Dongfang Zhen said through gritted teeth.
Seeing Yu Guanyuan's pleading eyes, Chen Xuan said calmly: "Your Dongfang family has already paid its due price, and I will not pursue it any further."
"Thank you, Teacher Chen!" Dongfang Zhen breathed a sigh of relief.
Nodding to Guan Shaotang and Yu Guanyuan, Chen Xuan walked back to his teacher's dormitory.
In the next month, Chen Xuan will do his best to help Tang Qiuling and Qu Yanluo break through to the Forging Pulse Realm.
When Wan Chongyue asked the teachers to quickly contact the major righteous sects, in the northwest region of the ancient Chinese martial arts world, there was a mountainous area shrouded in clouds and fog all year round, and no one could see that there was a mountain hidden inside.
Magnificent steel-cold building.
The architectural design is intricate. Going up the thousand steps from the gate, you can go directly to the simple and elegant black palace hall.
In the main hall, on a dark iron throne with ghostly carved armrests, a young man with an extremely handsome face rested his chin in his left hand and held an exquisite small lamp in his right hand.
Although this man was as handsome as the beauties of ancient imperial concubines, his face was bloodless and looked a little pale and monstrous, just like the vampires in Western legends.
The man looked melancholy, looking at the lamp on his right hand, his eyes filled with deeper and deeper sadness.
Under the throne, three men in black robes with gold patterns were kneeling, with different ages, appearances, and temperaments.
"Master Ghost King, Fourth Brother..." One of the men in black robes with gold patterns asked nervously.
The man on the throne did not answer. A tear suddenly flowed out of his narrow red eyes.
At the same time, the lamp on his right hand, which was originally a ball of green flame, was finally extinguished.
"Master Ghost King, the fourth child is dead!" Three men in black robes with gold patterns cried out sadly.
The man on the throne, the Ghost King, the leader of the Ningluo Sect, said in a low voice: "The soul lamp is extinguished, the beloved dies, and the spirit of the Master of the Hall of Demons returns to the Netherworld, so it is considered a worthy death."
"Lord Ghost King, please let us go to Yundong Ancient Martial Arts Academy to avenge the fourth child!" The three men in black robes with gold patterns asked angrily.
The Ghost King shook his head: "No. The Master of the Demon Hall's plan to destroy the Yundong Ancient Martial Arts Academy failed. I think there must be a certain fate. Since God will not help my grand plan, our sect can only lie dormant for a while to observe.
Change later.”
"Sect Master, won't the Fourth Brother's revenge be avenged?" One of the younger men in black robes with gold patterns said through gritted teeth.
"Devils and monsters, you are all my brothers and sisters. I had one arm cut off, how can I not take revenge? But that old guy Wan Chongyue will definitely go to all the righteous sects to ask for help. We have to do it slowly."
There was a cold murderous intent in the bottomless black eyes of the Ghost King.
"Xing, find a chance to find out who killed Xiao."
"Yes! Lord Ghost King!" The younger man in black robe with gold patterns lowered his head and agreed.
