A World Worth Protecting

by Stayrr

By the year 3029 CE, Earth’s technology has developed rapidly, borders no longer exist, and Earth has been unified, marking the beginning of the era of the Federation. At that time, a huge sword flew from the heavens, piercing the sun and causing a huge sensation on Earth. Perhaps because the scabbard of the sword was already in tatters, countless shards have broken off from it f

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Chapter 277: Kill Zhou Fei!

Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

Wherever the light of the blade passed, death followed!

According to what Little Missy in the black mask had said, the scripture's power was only meant to scare others, but Wang Baole was applying new uses to the scripture. He was using the sudden surge of awesome power to create an overpowering presence that would instill fear and awe in others and destabilize their aura.

As a result… his approach was like the descent of theDeath. In his wake, he left cries of pain, the eruptions of Mystic Trace Beads and the never-ending sounds of explosions reverberating in the air. Wang Baole and the other group of cultivators separated with a sudden explosion. The ground was littered with a dozen corpses.

The rest were also injured. Three late-stage Foundation Establishment realm cultivators had vanished within the Mystic Trace Fog, and the remaining cultivators retreated hurriedly. When they looked at Wang Baole, it was with terror in their eyes.

Wang Baole was panting lightly, and his eyes shone brightly. He had roughly assessed his combat abilities after engaging the other group in direct battle. He flung out the Mystic Trace Beads decisively and sent the third batch of late-stage Foundation Establishment realm cultivators away while killing a handful of cultivators.

I can hold my own against a late-stage Foundation Establishment realm cultivator!Wang Baole narrowed his eyes. He ignored the cultivators who had been scared out of their wits and were hastily retreating away from him. Instead, he turned towards the shocked Zhou Fei standing a distance away. His face split into a wide grin.

"Zhou Fei, it's been a while." Wang Baole strolled towards Zhou Fei as he spoke. Zhou Fei's face was pale. He hurriedly fell back, yelling in panic.

"Everyone, let's attack together. Once he breaks into the crater, he'll ruin our clan's plans. We'll all have to suffer the consequences!"

Everyone hesitated when they heard his words. Since Wang Baole had appeared, the extent of his battle prowess and his brutality that he had displayed within the short span of time had sent them reeling back in shock.

He had killed both early-stage and mid-stage Foundation Establishment realm cultivators easily. Even when they had attacked in a group, the outcome had remained unchanged. Only late-stage Foundation Establishment realm cultivators posed a semblance of a threat to him. However, he had the bizarre ability to teleport them away.

With such means, Wang Baole had become invincible in the entire Mystic Luna Realm!

While the others remained rooted in indecision after Zhou Fei yelled at them, Wang Baole moved immediately. With a sudden burst of speed, he left a blurry silhouette of himself where he had stood. Zhou Fei's scalp prickled with numbness, and he watched in horror as Wang Baole appeared before him the next moment.

"Wang Baole, wait, listen to me. I…" Zhou Fei's heart beat rapidly. He started pleading. Wang Baole ignored his plea and waved his right hand suddenly. The saber gleamed with a violent brilliance. Cries of pain and fear escaped from Zhou Fei's lips. His right arm was sliced right off, and as soon as it separated from his body, it exploded!

All blood drained from Zhou Fei's face as he tried to escape with his bloodied, mutilated body. Despair and helplessness filled his eyes, and a hateful vengeance boiled and erupted inside him. Yet, it fell apart before Wang Baole. As soon as he took a step back, the violence in Wang Baole's eyes flashed. Wang Baole's icy voice drifted past Zhou Fei's ear.

"An arm… is the price you pay for hunting me relentlessly…"

"Another arm… to reward you for your persistence in joining the Galactic Dusk Sect in hunting me…" As soon as Wang Baole spoke those words, another scream escaped from Zhou Fei. His other arm had been chopped off by Wang Baole's saber. It exploded instantly!

"That's not the end yet. Next is your leg… that's for lusting after the Dharmic Armament!" Wang Baole said casually as he circled Zhou Fei. His hand rose, the blade fell, and he sliced off Zhou Fei's right leg!

The scent of blood was heavy in the air. With a heavy thud, Zhou Fei fell to the ground. With the loss of both arms and a leg, he had no means to escape. His hair spread loosely around him, he trembled and screamed, and terror and utter despair colored his eyes.

The cultivators around them gasped as they witnessed the scene. Nearly all the True Breath realm cultivators fell back immediately. Wang Baole was like a demon in their eyes.

The Foundation Establishment realm cultivators reeled back in shock as well. There were seven to eight amongst them whose eyes flashed. They didn't stop Wang Baole…

"Then your other leg, because…" Wang Baole stared at Zhou Fei. At a sudden loss for words, he simply chopped off the last limb.

"Because I just hate your guts!" Wang Baole said. Zhou Fei widened his eyes and stared as the final blade fell on his head and sliced clean through him. He died instantly!

Upon Zhou Fei's death, the seven to eight Foundation Establishment realm cultivators, whose eyes had flashed earlier, suddenly formed hand seals and pointed towards his corpse.

Zhou Fei's corpse shriveled instantly. A faint shadow rose from his dead body, indistinct and blurry, and wrapped itself around Wang Baole's Dharmic Armament. It started screaming silently. The soundless scream formed a kind of attack that lashed at Wang Baole's mind.

Murder flashed across the eyes of the seven to eight cultivators, and they charged at Wang Baole suddenly.

"Die!"

Amidst a deafening thunder, waves of spells and countless Numinous Treasures exploded around Wang Baole. They stirred a dust storm that enveloped him.

Gasps of shock soon rang out from within the dust clouds. The seven to eight cultivators leaped back hastily, but it was too late. The flash of a saber's blade swept past in a wide arc. The cultivators were beheaded in mid-air…

Everything happened too fast. It ended before anyone around them could react.

The dust clouds settled, revealing a towering figure that stood ten meters tall. Upon closer look, it was not a person but a dozen puppets entwined with one another, forming a shield!

The puppets started disintegrating. They fell apart in fragments, revealing within a dozen protective screens. Sheltered behind the screens was Wang Baole. He hadn't suffered a single injury.

Everyone's pupils contracted upon the sight. The shock they had been feeling intensified, and those with the intention to attack Wang Baole immediately cast aside such thoughts.

Wang Baole was simply too powerful… it was easy to feel helpless before such a person in the Mystic Luna Realm.

Wang Baole turned around and stared coldly at the other cultivators. There were still late-stage Foundation Establishment realm cultivators amongst them. They looked extremely solemn. They didn't retreat and instead, raced towards Wang Baole.

Their intentions were clear. They didn't wish to attack. They only wished to be teleported away!

They weren't idiots. They knew that Wang Baole would investigate the giant crater, and the accountability was too great. If something did happen, their family clan would hold them responsible. If they were transported away by Wang Baole, the accountability on their shoulders would lessen considerably.

Wang Baole immediately sensed the choice these few late-stage Foundation Establishment realm cultivators had made. Their intentions were very clear. They wouldn't make trouble for him. He, in turn, should extend the same courtesy. After all, they had no grudges against each other…

Works for me too! With a wave of his right hand, Wang Baole threw out a handful of Mystic Trace Beads. The beads exploded in mid-air and turned into a mist. The late-stage Foundation Establishment realm cultivators froze momentarily, then raced towards the mist. A few mid-stage Foundation Establishment realm cultivators also came to their senses then and hurriedly dashed out. They fought to get into the mist…

Those slower on the uptake stared in a daze as the mist dispersed. They looked at Wang Baole, then at the others. Everyone immediately retreated without hesitation, departing the area and scattering to the winds.

Soon, the entire base was left with Wang Baole and a ground littered with dead bodies. No other living person remained.

The number of people I've killed in the past two days is more than those I've killed in the past twenty years… Wang Baole's eyes fell shut. He was silent for a long while. He could feel the raging bloodlust inside him slowly quieten. He opened his eyes and eyed the giant crater before him.

Revenge must be taken!

The thing that the two powers and the giant tree are trying to get their hands on… I'll snatch it if I can. If I can't, no one else gets to have it. I'll destroy it myself! Wang Baole's eyes flashed. He marched towards the crater and entered!

A wave of heat surged towards him as soon as he stepped inside. There was a blood-red glow that emanated from deep within the crater. Something seemed to be brewing inside. The feeling was similar to what he had felt when he had first discovered the fissure where the small tripod cauldron had been.

Around him were signs of trees fused with rocks.

Wang Baole narrowed his eyes. He knew that the cultivators he would find inside would most likely be Core Formation realm cultivators. With a flip of his palm, he pulled out a handful of Mystic Trace Bead and raced in!

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Chapter 278: The Sect Lord of the Galactic Dusk Sect!

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The Core Formation realm old wretch from the Five Generation Sky Clan was an absolute bully. It was obvious he was trying to silence me. I'm going to check the crater out and see exactly how he's going to silence me this time!

The Galactic Dusk Sect as well, pouring in so much effort. This entire thing isn't just a simple alliance with the giant tree. It's not as simple as them each having to gain from this alliance. They must both have their own secrets and are scheming against each other. They must both think they'll be the one left standing at the end of it all.

If that's the case, since the old witch from the Galactic Dusk Sect dares steal my Dao foundation, I'm going to steal this precious fruit of theirs! Wang Baole narrowed his eyes. Having made up his mind, his pace quickened as he sped further into the crater.

The giant crater went a long way down. Wang Baole soon reached the depths he had reached in the previous fissure where he had discovered the small tripod cauldron and the exposed tree branch. Unlike the previous fissure, though, he seemed to have only traveled through a short segment of the crater. The red glow below him appeared more demonic than when he had first seen it nearer to the surface. Wang Baole was able to come to some conclusions on the depth of the crater by assessing the red glow.

He didn't stop there. He continued deeper in and approached the red glow. As he approached, frequent and muted rumbling thundered from below. It grew louder as he ventured deeper downward.

It didn't sound like a growling that would come from someone when he was awake. It was more similar to the sound of snoring when one was deep asleep. Wang Baole was caught by the sudden revelation. He paused in his steps and started pondering.

Snoring…

Amidst his thoughts, Wang Baole soon reached the lowest level of the crater. It might have been the lowest level, but it didn't seem to be the end of the crater. The red glow and the snoring both came from another tunnel that led to the lowest level.

The entire crater was the shape of a right-angled triangle. Wang Baole inspected the surrounding before heading into the tunnel. He raced down the extremely long tunnel. One could see faint tree veins threading through the earthen walls. It was as if the tunnel itself was carved out and rested within a tree branch.

The red glow grew brighter, and the snoring grew louder. The latter roared like thunder next to Wang Baole's ear. The odd look Wang Baole had on his face grew odder by the moment. Based on his calculations, the path seemed to be leading towards… the restricted zone on the dark side of the moon.

The place where he got his Green Lotus Foundation Establishment…

It should be somewhere below the cavern with the green lotus… the snoring seems to be coming from ahead, but it's actually also coming from below… Wang Baole seemed to have understood something. Images started forming in his head, images of Five Generation Sky Clan members digging a long tunnel that led to some place below the cavern where the green lotus had rested.

A tunnel that led… to where the Night Immortal King slumbered!

There was a flicker of light in Wang Baole's eyes. Wang Baole slowed down. He suppressed his aura and released the mosquitoes. He allowed them to speed ahead while he followed a distance behind.

It might be because of the snoring gaining volume or the red glow intensifying, but, gradually, a strong, almost overpowering spirit energy started to vibrate in the air. The Five Generation Sky Clan was likely confident in their ability to contain whatever situation might occur on their base. They seemed to have relaxed their guard. That was why Wang Baole's intrusion hadn't drawn any attention from the group of people gathered at the deepest end of the tunnel!

When Wang Baole was still a distance away from the end of the tunnel, his mosquitoes had already flown to the end. With the aid of their vision, he could see a cavern that spanned a hundred yards at the end of the tunnel. In the middle of the cavern was a shriveled tree branch. It was thirty meters wide, and clearly a small part of the ancient tree. A giant fruit three meters wide hung from the branch!

It might seem enormous to an ordinary cultivator, but compared to the actual size of the ancient tree, it was a tiny thing that was smaller than a sesame seed.

The fruit was completely dried up, but waves of sweet fragrance continued to emanate from it. A blood red glow radiated from the fruit. The light pulsed ceaselessly, but it wasn't glaring. Upon first glance, Wang Baole was seized by the sudden feeling that the red light that he had seen the entire time he had been walking in the crater had come from the fruit!

Is that the fruit? Its light doesn't seem that bright. Who knew that it would possess such strange properties? As Wang Baole observed in surprise, he saw eight figures standing around the fruit. They were split into four groups and seemed to be in a tense face-off against one another. The atmosphere was so tense that swords might fly at any moment!

One of them was the Core Formation realm elder from the Five Generation Sky Clan whom Wang Baole had crossed paths with that day. Standing next to him were two others, both middle-aged. One was clearly a Core Formation realm cultivator. He did not conceal his cultivation, and it was rushing off him in waves. Standing opposite them were three elders from the Galactic Dusk Sect. Perhaps it was inappropriate to describe them as elders. Their faces were heavily wrinkled, but their hair remained black. Their appearance seemed to be the result of practicing a special kind of mystic technique.

Their eyes were cold and devoid of emotion. A ghostly light, like will-o'-the-wisp, seemed to glow in their eyes. They stared at the other two groups, who weren't from the Five Generation Sky Clan, with hostility.

The remaining two groups were divided into… a man and a tree. What could be referred to as a man was actually a mutated giant tree that had implanted itself into a cultivator host body. He wore black robes and looked to be in his middle ages, had an unfathomable look in his eyes, and was smiling.

They appeared to have noticed the mosquitoes that had appeared around them but clearly couldn't spare any attention on them. They could sense how weak the mosquitoes were as well, and hence decided they weren't worth the attention.

Wang Baole saw the scene before him and stopped in his tracks. He didn't venture nearer.

"Esteemed tree cultivators and Fellow Daoists, why do you still fight us? Do you think you stand a chance against us?" Amidst the tension, the Core Formation realm elder from the Five Generation Sky Clan smiled coldly. He turned towards the Galactic Dusk Sect members.

"Esteemed Fellow Daoists, let us begin. We will stand guard over you!"

The eyes of the three Galactic Dusk Sect members flashed. They instantly formed hand seals in unison, raised their palms and reached into their chests. It was as if they were reaching for their hearts. Instantaneously, a thick black Qi erupted from their bodies. It rose rapidly into the air and formed an enormous black gate above their heads!

Alarm flashed across the faces of the man and the tree. They moved in unison to stop the attack. The three men from the Five Generation Sky Clan swooped in and blocked them with everything they had. The black gate swung open, and waves of black Qi rolled out. An alarming Spirit Qi surpassing the cultivation of everyone in the cavern and at the perfected Core Formation realm burst forth from the black gate.

It sent the cavern quaking as soon as it appeared. Its awesome presence contained intense violence and madness. It was as if a terrifying demon lay behind the black gate. The Five Generation Sky Clan cultivators immediately retreated. The man and tree were also alarmed and fell back as well, staring unblinkingly at the open gate!

As the black gate swung open, a youth, wearing a crimson robe and treading on mist, stepped out!

He had a fair complexion and delicate features. His eyes looked old, his expression was solemn, and there was an air of authority about him. At the same time, he also exuded an air of superiority. His presence, to a certain degree, rivaled that of the Federation President. They were both clearly of an elevated status, and were amongst the most powerful figures in the entire Federation!

"Greetings to the Sect Lord!" The three Core Formation realm cultivators who had reached into their chests and grasped their own hearts immediately lowered their heads respectfully.

Even the three from the Five Generation Sky Clan fell back immediately and extended a respectful bow towards the youth.

Wang Baole reeled back in shock. He stared at the youth through the eyes of his mosquitoes.

This youth was… the Sect Lord of the Galactic Dusk Sect!

The Galactic Dusk Sect was different from the other political powers where the Grand Supreme Elder was the most powerful person in the institution. In the Galactic Dusk Sect, the most powerful figure wasn't an elder but the Sect Lord. He was the one who had founded the Galactic Dusk Sect. He was the one who had acquired the mystic techniques and mystic arts from the ancient green-bronze sword. The entire sect had been built with his hands!

"The agreement between our sect and the Five Generation Sky Clan remains unchanged. The fruit will be divided between us—seven parts to our sect and three parts to your clan. You have provided much aid and also lured the mutated trees here. For your efforts, the Galactic Dusk Sect will answer what you have asked for!" The youth gave the three Five Generation Sky Clan cultivators a slight nod. He then threw a glance towards the mosquitoes, and the mosquitoes disintegrated instantly!

The youth then turned towards the giant tree and the black-robed man.

"The first one to join and swear his life to our sect, and take the Nine Lives Poison, will get the aid of our sect. We will help you destroy the other mutated tree and allow you to have three parts of the fruit!"

The black-robed man frowned, and the giant tree remained silent.

It was clear that the Five Generation Sky Clan and the Galactic Dusk Sect had allied themselves from the beginning and come to some sort of agreement where the Five Generation Sky Clan would aid the Galactic Dusk Sect. The fact that the Sect Lord of the Galactic Dusk Sect could make an appearance here must have been the result of the Five Generation Sky Clan's aid. The latter must have helped in concealing signs of his presence, hiding his arrival from the rest of the Federation, allowing the plan to unfold smoothly.

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Chapter 279: Everyone With a Trick up Their Sleeves!

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As the different political factions stood in a face-off against one another, Wang Baole hid in the tunnel. His pupils had contracted suddenly. After his cultivation had reached the Foundation Establishment realm, his mosquitoes had gained considerable resilience. They might not rival a Foundation Establishment realm cultivator, but they weren't mere ants that could be destroyed with a single glance.

A mere glance from the youth in crimson robes, however, had turned all nine of his mosquitoes to dust instantly. This meant that the youth's power had reached stupendous levels.

The Sect Lord of the Galactic Dusk Sect… Wang Baole narrowed his eyes and frowned. He kept his distance and pulled out a handful of Mystic Trace Beads. He was reluctant to simply leave. He released nine mosquitoes again and commanded them to fly ahead.

Inside the cavern, the Galactic Dusk Sect Lord's strange entrance, his overpowering presence that blanketed the entire area, his piercing eyes, and his strong words had the effects of a game changer. The precarious balance was thrown. The tides turned.

The allied Five Generation Sky Clan and Galactic Dusk Sect had seven Core Formation realm cultivators between them. The Sect Lord of the Galactic Dusk Sect was at the perfected Core Formation realm, and he alone was enough to turn the tide.

The balance of power was collapsing. It was then, under the piercing gaze of the Galactic Dusk Sect Lord, amidst the heavy silence, that the black-robed man and the giant mutated tree suddenly laughed.

Both the giant tree and the black-robed man smiled. Upon closer look though, one might notice that the black-robed man had started smiling first. The giant tree then followed shortly after.

The black-robed man started shaking his head and sighing as his smile grew wider.

"I've been trying to figure out the trump card the Five Generation Sky Clan and the Galactic Dusk Sect were holding. I didn't expect it to be the Sect Lord of the Galactic Dusk Sect's personal appearance. What a big catch."

"But this is our parent tree. The moon… can be considered our home. How can we not have something to protect ourselves from you outsiders?" As the black-robed man spoke, he lifted his right foot then stomped the ground suddenly. The others began to frown as a face suddenly emerged from the tree branch upon which the fruit was hanging.

As it appeared, the rest of its body started to form with startling speed as well. In a blink of an eye, a man was stepping out from the tree!

He had the appearance of a young man, and his eyes were cold and merciless. As he stepped out from the branch, a Core Formation realm cultivation erupted from his person. The Spirit Qi was identical to the aura belonging to the black-robed man and the giant mutated tree!

His appearance sent the cultivators from the Five Generation Sky Clan and the Galactic Dusk Sect gasping. The Sect Lord of the Galactic Dusk Sect narrowed his eyes. His face was solemn as he seemed to realize something, the look on his face darkening.

It was then that the second batch of nine mosquitoes that Wang Baole had released reached the center of the cavern. Upon seeing the person who had walked out from the tree branch, Wang Baole reeled back in shock. Incredulity flashed across his eyes.

Huang Shan!

The person who had walked out from the tree branch was the third descendant of the mythical Osmanthus Tree on the moon, the one who had been destroyed by the Five Generation Sky Clan and the Galactic Dusk Sect with the aid of the other two giant trees after he had just entered the Mystic Luna Realm!

He wasn't dead!

As soon as he stepped out, Huang Shan and the other giant tree immediately raced towards the black-robed man. The three started melding with one another instantly. Upon closer look, one could see that Huang Shan and the other giant tree had merged themselves with the black-robed man's body!

The elders of the Five Generation Sky Clan and the Galactic Dusk Sect were immediately alarmed. They moved to stop them but were themselves stopped by the solemn-looking Galactic Dusk Sect Lord.

"He's trying to lure you over!"

The black-robed man smiled as soon as the Galactic Dusk Sect Lord spoke. The seemingly slow fusion suddenly sped up and was instantly completed, taking but the span of a breath. The giant tree and Huang Shan vanished, and only the black-robed man remained standing. Aura suddenly erupted from his person.

Waves of a perfected Core Formation realm blast surged outward, roaring to the heavens; its power rivaled that of the Galactic Dusk Sect Lord!

If the human cultivators had approached earlier and tried to stop the black-robed man, they would have been caught by surprise, and a number of them would have been killed. It was clear… that the black-robed man's fusion had been complete. The earlier performance had been an act to lure them in!

"It's a pity no one took the bait." The black-robed man rolled his shoulders. As he lamented, he turned towards the Galactic Dusk Sect Lord. The latter had an ugly look on his face.

"Someone told me that you would have something else up your sleeve. I didn't doubt that. That's why I had something prepared as well. I provided you with two pieces of wrong information right from the start!"

"The first is the supposed myth of the parent tree being survived by three descendants that grew up on earth. This is both true and untrue. The truth is that it did happen. The lie… is that before entering the Mystic Luna Realm, I had already absorbed the other two trees. I've absorbed their memories and senses and become the main host, while they became my avatars!" The black-robed man smiled. He was about to continue when the Galactic Dusk Sect Lord snorted and interrupted him.

"You need not say more. The second lie you are referring to is allowing us to witness the death of your avatar. His death misled us into believing that this avatar didn't ally himself with anyone else and had journeyed to the moon on his own!"

"This avatar of yours must be working with the Federation, right? The four Dao Colleges? Or the Seventeen-Member Senate? Neither seems likely. You must be working with the current Federation President!" The Sect Lord of the Galactic Dusk Sect said in a grave voice.

The pupils of the black-robed man contracted ever so slightly. He wasn't surprised to have his lie exposed so openly and directly by the Sect Lord of the Galactic Dusk Sect. They had all nearly revealed their full hand by now. It would be embarrassing if they hadn't already guessed what had indeed happened.

Still, he felt something was amiss and began to raise his guard.

With the aid of the mosquitoes, Wang Baole was able to witness and hear the entire exchange. Waves of emotions threatened to sweep him under. The layers of scheming and conspiracy that were involved here was too much for him. The conspiring against one another, even the sudden change that had taken over the moon, had all been foreseen!

It was clear that the Federation had known what was going to take place on the moon!

To be more exact, the Federation President had known all along. The four Dao Colleges and the other political powers might have been aware and had also gone along with it…

What had appeared to be mutiny from the Five Generation Sky Clan and the Galactic Dusk Sect in the Mystic Luna Realm was actually a trap set by the Federation President for the two powers!

That must be why the array formation sealing the mystic realm hasn't been broken yet! Wang Baole's breath quickened. His emotions stirred like a wild storm inside him.

In that case, the people must be talking all about it by now… high officials' autobiographies stated before—public opinion… is a politician's weapon!

So, the first step is to stir public debate, then create public pressure. At the same time, use the other political forces' disciples trapped in the mystic realm as bargaining chips, gather all their forces, and carry out a rescue effort. While erecting a positive image, it'll also create pressure on the Five Generation Sky Clan and the Galactic Dusk Sect. They'll have something over the two and be able to weaken the power of both political forces to the greatest extent!

Wang Baole didn't know if he had guessed right, but everything he had seen and heard seemed to lead to this single conclusion!

The key to everything seemed to lay with the black-robed man, the last surviving heir to the Osmanthus Tree on the moon!

He had reached an agreement with the Federation President and turned the tables on the Five Generation Sky Clan and the Galactic Dusk Sect. Both would satisfy their end of the bargain and get what they wanted…

Just as Wang Baole was reeling from his revelation, the Sect Lord of the Galactic Dusk Sect laughed. There was an unfathomable look in his eyes as he stared meaningfully at the black-robed man.

"Even though I don't know why Duan Muque believes that you can execute his plan flawlessly, but if I guess correctly, based on the plan you and the Federation President made, he and his friends from the other political powers should have destroyed the array formation and arrived. They should be here right now, ready to persecute us, and to end everything, shouldn't they?

"So… why aren't they here now? Why isn't the array formation open?"

"Fellow Daoist Osmanthus, your ambitions are indeed great!" The Sect Lord of the Galactic Dusk Sect narrowed his eyes and said coolly.

As soon as his words fell from his lips, a flicker of light passed the black-robed man's eyes. His wariness of the Galactic Dusk Sect Lord grew. With just a few words, regardless of if they were made in hindsight, he had exposed the truth and revealed the answer.

"Seems like I've guessed correctly again…" The Galactic Dusk Sect Lord laughed.

"Let me venture another guess then. Duan Muque is able to exert a degree of control over you, but it's not perfect. That's how you managed to beat him at his own game. Right from the start, your goal has been to monopolize the fruit… or should I say fuse with the fruit, so that you can become the first Nascent Soul in the Federation. With that, you would no longer have anything to fear!"

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Chapter 280: Snatching Food From a Tiger's Mouth!

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The expression on the tree-turned-man darkened as the Galactic Dusk Sect Lord spoke. His stare at the latter also grew more piercing.

The Galactic Dusk Sect Lord narrowed his eyes, and his smile widened. He seemed confident of his victory.

"I know Duan Muque and his methods. He likes his backup plans. The first is the mysterious way he's exerted his control over you. As for the second, I can vaguely guess it as well…"

"It must be… the Night Immortal King!" The Galactic Dusk Sect Lord burst out into laughter. He raised his right hand suddenly. Within his palm was a ball of mist!

It was a rainbow-colored mist. As soon as it appeared, it transformed into seven differently-colored dragon heads. They looked almost like the real thing. They roared endlessly as they surged outwards.

As soon as they spread out, a startling Spirit Qi that threatened to overpower everyone erupted and rose in the air. Its power surpassed Wang Baole's seventh-grade Dharmic Armament by leagues. There was, in fact, no basis for comparison. It was like a tiny firefly competing against the luminous moon!

A ninth-grade Dharmic Armament! The tree-turned-man in black robes was taken aback. His pupils contracted into pinpricks. He experienced panic for the first time. Every word that fell from the Galactic Dusk Sect Lord's lips was more powerful than a prophet's. The Sect Lord was slowly but surely revealing all his innermost thoughts as if he could see through him!

"Fellow Daoist Osmanthus, I'm not sure what you're afraid of. Is it the destruction of your parent tree, or the Night Immortal King's awakening? Or perhaps, there is a connection between the two. Once the Night Immortal King awakens, your parent tree will be inevitably destroyed… this must be why Duan Muque wasn't worried when he let you in, and why he is confident of steering the events towards his desired outcome!

"I can do both! That's why I'm changing my conditions now. I'll claim two-tenths of the fruit on behalf of the Five Generation Sky Clan and a half for myself. You can take it or leave it… but know that I will destroy my own Dharmic Armament in order to destroy your parent tree and awaken the ancient corpse. Calamity will fall upon this land. No one will get to have the fruit then!"

A sullen gloom fell over the face of the tree-turned-man. He rapidly weighed his options. It was as the other had said. Despite him working with Duan Muque, and despite Duan Muque's limited control over him, he remained ambitious and didn't wish to be constrained. He had planned to go along with Duan Muque's plans and use them to his advantage to become a Nascent Soul.

That was why he hadn't followed the plan to activate the array formation to allow those outside to enter the Mystic Luna Realm. However, the Galactic Dusk Sect Lord had pointed out something of utmost importance, and that was Duan Muque's backup plan.

It was something that the black-robed man was terrified of. Once the Night Immortal King awakened, he would start absorbing the vitality of the parent tree instinctively. Everything would be ruined then!

As the black-robed man fell into deep thought, Wang Baole's mind was wavering. He had been shocked by the ninth-grade Dharmic Armament, the various conspiracies and counter-conspiracies that had bubbled up, and by the giant fruit. He held his breath as a myriad of mixed emotions flashed across his eyes. There seemed to be a struggle taking place within him. He soon made up his mind. Instead of retreating, he raced towards the cavern where the crowd was gathered.

As he charged forward, he took out half of all the Mystic Trace Beads he had on him as well as seven to eight puppets. He got the puppets to hold onto the beads and race ahead of him!

Fortune favors the bold. I'm blessed with great looks and a good character. I'll bet on those!

As Wang Baole approached rapidly, the tree-turned-man remained silent. After the span of a few breaths, he sighed inwardly and made his choice.

"You'll be taking away seven-tenths of the entire fruit. I'll be left with less than what Duan Muque promised me… after all, there are three of us here, the Five Generation Sky Clan, you and me. We're not going to get a large part of the fruit after dividing it amongst us three."

"I'm only agreeable to splitting half of the fruit with you…" The black-robed man said firmly. As he spoke, he glanced towards the entrance to the cavern, as if he had noticed something. He didn't pay it further attention.

The others seemed to have sensed something as well. However, as Core Formation realm cultivators, they wouldn't pay any attention to the appearance of a Foundation Establishment realm cultivator. One of the elders from the Five Generation Sky Clan, who had been going on a rollercoaster ride of emotions, didn't spare a further thought before he raised his right hand and sent an attack towards the entrance!

A giant handprint materialized in the air and surged towards the entrance. It looked as if it was going to smack the hell out of the insolent trespasser.

As soon as the giant handprint appeared and blasted towards the entrance, suddenly, the three elders from the Galactic Dusk Sect who had summoned their Sect Lord sensed something and seemed to come to a certain realization. Looks of alarm flashed across their faces. They were about to say something, but it was too late…

They could only watch as seven to eight figures dashed out from the entrance and collided with the incoming handprint. Everything happened too quickly. The seven to eight figures disintegrated in a deafening explosion. As they shattered into dust, the hundreds of Mystic Trace Beads they were carrying… exploded at the same time!

The thundering booms of the explosions resounded all around in the cavern, stirring deafening reverberations as well as summoning vast clouds of mist. The mist erupted and rapidly blanketed the entire area!

The three elders from the Five Generation Sky Clan were the first to be caught in the blast. The mist instantly enveloped them. The other three from the Galactic Dusk Sect retreated hastily but were still a step too late. The mist enveloped them in the next instant.

Even the Sect Lord of the Galactic Dusk Sect, the crimson-robed youth at the perfected Core Formation realm, displayed his first signs of alarm. He tried to escape at full speed. He even wielded the ninth-grade Dharmic Armament in his hand and tried to slash the mist in halves. However, while the Dharmic Armament might be powerful, the mist was fluid and changeable, and it had the ability to teleport anything!

The explosion of hundreds of Mystic Trace Beads wasn't something to be trifled with!

The Mystic Trace Fog contained within them was voluminous. Deep underground in the cavern, unless one was a Nascent Soul and was able to teleport away… he would be cornered with nowhere to go!

In a blink of an eye, the entire cavern was filled with rolling wave-like mist. It blanketed the entire area. The mist enveloped everyone—be it the Galactic Dusk Sect Lord, the black-robed man who was a tree-turned-man, or anyone else.

The mist that Wang Baole had adapted for his own use had no source. It erupted swiftly and dispersed equally swiftly… After it had dispersed, neither hide nor hair of the Five Generation Sky Clan Core Formation realm cultivators, the Galactic Dusk Sect elders, or their Sect Lord could be found in the cavern…

They were powerless against the mist. Every single one of them was teleported away…

Only the tree and its giant hanging fruit, as well as a flabbergasted black-robed man, remained standing.

Everything had happened too quickly. A moment ago, they had still been at each others' throats, fighting for their own gains. A single misstep would have resulted in a full-blown fight. The next moment, the people who had been fighting with him for the fruit had all vanished.

The Mystic Trace Fog? The black-robed man was stunned and lifted his head towards the entrance of the cavern. Wang Baole walked in with a calm expression on his face.

Wang Baole narrowed his eyes at the giant tree that hadn't been transported away by the mist. He wasn't too surprised. The mist was only effective against outsiders. The giant tree could be considered a native of the moon.

"Wang Baole…" The black-robed man stared at Wang Baole, then narrowed his eyes. He started to laugh. There was a hint of madness to his laughter, a hint of mad glee as well as an unprecedented excitement. He could hardly describe the excitement he was feeling right now. He raised his right hand, intending to destroy Wang Baole with a single blow.

He did not care whether Wang Baole lived or died. As a token of his gratitude though, he was willing to send him on his way.

Wang Baole remained unfazed as the black-robed man raised his hand. The former said casually, "Awaken!"

Wang Baole activated the green lotus inside him as he spoke the word. Instantly, from deep down underground, a roar thundered and traveled through the ground. Its loudness surpassed the snoring, shaking the heavens and the earth. It sent a tremor through the entire Mystic Luna Realm. Even those outside could hear it clearly, and countless people were shaken to their core at that instant!

At the same moment, the Galactic Dusk Sect Lord had been transported to a lowland on the visible side of the moon. The crimson-robed youth let out a furious howl as soon as he reappeared.

"Damn it, what the hell happened!" He was furious. He knew that even if he were to rush over right now, it would be too late. All his ploys, all that preparation, withstanding the pressure from the Federation and risking it all for something that would be considered mutiny, breaking everything down for the giant tree and persuading it to share the fruit…

The fruit was within reach, but everything was lost when the mist appeared…

The Galactic Dusk Sect Lord thought about the sacrifices he had made—those he had made in order to execute this entire thing and those that awaited him in the future—and was driven absolutely mad with rage. He was almost tempted to destroy his own Dharmic Armament and awaken the Night Immortal King. Since he couldn't have what he wanted, others shouldn't dream of having it either.

He held his Dharmic Armament, but he was unable to destroy it… not for the lack of ability… but because of fear!

If he had gotten the fruit, it would have been worth the price of awakening the Night Immortal King. As long as he attained the Nascent Soul realm, everything would be resolved. He would have been able to change the current situation in the Federation!

However, now… the fruit was beyond his reach. If he simply left without doing anything more, it was still possible to save his sect. The Galactic Dusk Sect would inevitably be punished, but the penalty would be light. However, if he made any further moves and awakened the Night Immortal King, he wouldn't only lose the fruit but also make enemies of everyone in the Federation. It would no longer be a simple matter of light punishment. The price he had to pay might cripple his entire sect. They would be persecuted fiercely by all the other political forces in the Federation!

His feelings of powerlessness, fear, and raging fury reddened his eyes. He ground his teeth and whirled around, growling inwardly as he sped away.

I'm going to find out who exactly has the audacity to do this. What kind of grudge he has against me… to ruin my path towards the Nascent Soul realm at such a critical moment!

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Chapter 281: Divine Armament Red Star!

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At the same time, somewhere deep below the ground, a roar from the core of the moon's dark side was spreading in all directions and reverberating in the sky. Sound waves were formed, and they swept through the entire moon.

The sound took everybody by surprise. When it reached one's ears, one could vaguely feel an indescribable sense of sadness. It was like the final scream at the end of one's life, as if one was forcing open his eyes to take one last look at his loved ones. It was a kind of sadness similar to seeing one's home being destroyed while they survived. It was the sadness that accompanied the madness when one didn't have the strength for revenge.

The moment the sound was produced, the entire moon shook, and this was needless to say for the bases of the various factions that were built on it. The ones who felt the strongest vibration were the Federation elites who were attacking the array formation under the lead of Federation President Duan Muque outside the boundaries of the array formation.

When they heard the thunderous sound, they were all taken aback. Some of them even screamed out of surprise.

"Has the Night Immortal King awakened?"

"This sound… Compared to the last time it was awakened, this sound is even more frightening. Gosh! Didn't it die a long time ago and become a dormant corpse? Could it be that it was still able to train itself?"

"This is the revival of its cultivation. Every time the Night Immortal King falls into a slumber, its cultivation would be partially restored!" The people outside the array formation were immensely shocked. From the eyes of the Federation President, Duan Muque, a bright glow could be seen. His breathing quickened slightly, and a look of determination flashed across his eyes. He raised his right hand and grasped!

"Come!"

Upon saying that word, a wave seemed to emerge from all directions. On Earth, within Federation City, a blinding flash glowed from Duan Muque's sculpture, forming a ray of light that shot into the sky.

It could be seen that there was a flying dagger within the ray of light!

Every part of the flying dagger was red. When it appeared, a thunderous boom exploded in the sky, which also turned blood red. All the vegetation, all the infrastructure, and everything between heaven and earth were instantly enveloped in a red hue in that instant!

There was also an extremely imposing vibe that spread, as if it were the mightiest force ever produced. All forms of life, regardless of their level of cultivation, could sense it. Anywhere in the world, one would feel an irresistible urge to pray to it at that very moment.

The one that was being so earnestly prayed to by the masses was the one and only Divine Armament in the Federation!

It's name was… Red Star!

One could clearly see across the starry sky that at that moment, every possible part of Earth seemed to have been dyed red within the blink of an eye. After that, the flying dagger charged towards the skies at a fast speed, with a bright red glow trailing behind it like a red hurricane as it emerged from Earth!

Its target location was the moon. More specifically, it was headed towards the Federation President, Duan Muque, who now had his arms raised!

Outside the array formation, everyone was thrown into a flurry. As Duan Muque decisively summoned the Divine Armament, within the tunnels deep underground on the moon's dark side, someone was scared out of his wits. The giant tree's humanoid manifestation as a black-robed middle-aged man immediately retracted his raised right hand and retreated, fearful that he would agitate Wang Baole if he neared him after being jolted to his senses by Wang Baole's command and the Night Immortal King's shrill roar. At the same time, he screamed loudly.

"Fellow Daoist Wang, don't be rash! Please don't be rash! Let's discuss this peacefully!"

Wang Baole had never imagined that simply driving the green lotus to germination could agitate the Night Immortal King so strongly. Therefore, he hurriedly stabilized the green lotus. As the Night Immortal King's roar softened, he looked towards the nervous black-robed middle-aged man that had been formed from the giant tree.

"Now, the fruit would no longer be split amongst three sides. There are only two of us. I don't demand much, as I just want half of it!"

The black-robed middle-aged man formed from the giant tree looked deeply at Wang Baole. He had a deep impression of Wang Baole. Even though that impression was derived from the people that he had assimilated, it was no different from him experiencing it first hand.

Initially, he had planned to kill Wang Baole directly. However, right now, as Wang Baole displayed capabilities that posed a threat to him, he had no choice but to accept the request, despite his unwillingness to do so.

In reality, he couldn't afford to waste more time. The black-robed middle-aged man formed from the giant tree inhaled deeply and nodded his head unwillingly. He raised his right hand and pressed it directly on the fruit. That made his hair stand. He immediately began absorbing it, without paying further attention to Wang Baole.

Wang Baole narrowed his eyes, similarly raising his hand and pressing it on the fruit, all the while keeping his eyes on the black-robed middle-aged man formed from the giant tree. The devouring seed within his body was activated and unleashed, and instantly, an astonishing suction force flowed through Wang Baole's palm as he absorbed the fruit.

The fruit vibrated vigorously. An invisible cavity appeared to be formed as currents of a viscous flow of life were released continuously and instantly from the fruit, flowing towards Wang Baole before being absorbed into his body and the devouring seed.

Wang Baole's body trembled. He quickly realized that something was amiss, as the extremely viscous flow of life seemed to be partitioned by the devouring seed the moment it was absorbed into two portions!

One portion remained as the viscous flow of life, while the other portion was made up of drops of black dew!

The dew clearly harnessed some form of demonic force, one that seemed to be both poisonous and inhibitory at the same time. That made Wang Baole surprised as he realized that there was something wrong with the fruit!

Is this the true nature of the fruit, or did someone do something to it? Wang Baole's breathing quickened as he looked towards the black-robed middle-aged man formed from the giant tree. However, the youth didn't seem to have noticed anything peculiar with the fruit, as he continued to absorb it.

This made Wang Baole somewhat doubtful. As he hesitated, the green lotus inside the devouring seed suddenly began to shake violently. The life force that had been absorbed was sucked towards it, and even the poisonous venom was being voraciously taken up by it!

It appeared as if the poisonous venom was like a supplement. The green lotus turned a jadeite green, and even its wilted leaves were visibly rejuvenated!

It can take up the poisonous venom as well? Wang Baole was dumbfounded with delight.

That was not all. As the devouring seed continued absorbing and as the fruit speedily dried up, Wang Baole was surprised to find out that the green lotus was also growing during this absorption process. Even though the process was slow, it was visibly growing bigger. It was neither Spirit Qi nor the sign of life that was flowing from within the green lotus. Wang Baole couldn't put a finger on what it was, but he could clearly feel that the force that had been flowing out was quickly integrating with his physical body!

The integration occurred with that force acting as a form of nourishment. A sensation of strength and ferocity grew stronger in his heart. His breathing was so rapid that it became slightly destabilized. In this short period of time, his physical strength seemed to have increased two-fold!

Wang Baole's physical body had always been strong. Now that his strength had been further boosted, it made him a rarity amongst the Foundation Establishment cultivators. However, this wasn't the end of the strengthening process!

As the absorption continued and the green lotus continued to grow, Wang Baole's physical body grew even stronger. Regardless of whether it was his bones or flesh and blood, everything seemed to have evolved to a higher level!

Gosh! Is the green lotus defying limits, or is the fruit itself just abnormal… Wang Baole took a deep breath and swallowed. He felt incredulous, and at the same time, the black-robed middle-aged man standing opposite him began cursing under his breath, he stared with his eyes so wide that they were almost falling out of their sockets.

This *sshole! How could he absorb so quickly… I recall now, when he was in Coulomb Basin previously, he depended on some sort of absorption method…. The black-robed middle-aged man formed from the tree was on the brink of going crazy. His eyes had grown bloodshot from all the force he was using to absorb the fruit. He could feel that his level of cultivation was slowly being evolved. Following this process, he would be able to achieve a breakthrough in his cultivation in no time, reaching the Nascent Soul realm that no one within the different factions on earth had managed to!

The only issue was that… Wang Baole was probably the nemesis of the giant tree. The moment where the giant tree filled with an uncontrollable desire finally saw a glimpse of hope, the green lotus within Wang Baole's body was also growing as the flow of life was being absorbed. As it grew, a lotus seed head emerged from it. The lotus seed head glowed brightly as if the lotus seeds were about to be produced.

The force of the devouring seed within Wang Baole's body was being boosted by the minute. It was growing at such a speed that it made the black-robed middle-aged man gasp in shock!

As loud booms emerged and the fruit dried up at increasing speed, Wang Baole and the black-robed middle-aged man fought over the life source within it. The middle-aged man, being ten times slower, couldn't catch up to Wang Baole!

Impossible! The black-robed middle-aged man formed from the giant tree was screaming angrily in his heart while green veins bulged out from his forehead. At that moment, within Wang Baole's lotus, the first lotus seed appeared.

There was now approximately a fifteen-fold difference in speed between the two men.

As the second, third, and fourth lotus seed emerged, the difference in speed reached thirty times.

Wang Baole was immensely surprised himself. On the one hand, he felt that the black-robed middle-aged man had grown even stronger, and to some extent had reached a frightening level. On the other hand, there was something peculiar about the facial expression of the middle-aged man. His face was so black that ink might be able to flow from it if he were to squeeze it.

Excuse me, shall we awaken the Night Immortal King? I think that this giant tree was suppressed so much that it has become angry… Just as Wang Baole was feeling frightened, he decided to make the first move to wake the Night Immortal King that was in deep slumber. At the same time, the Divine Armament flying dagger that had stained everything red neared, charging towards Federation President Duan Muque.

As it circled one full round and evoked a bloody glow that shot into the skies, it dashed towards the Mystic Luna Realm's array formation!

It grew nearer and nearer until it made contact with the array formation on the Mystic Luna Realm!

Boom!

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Chapter 282: The Night Immortal King Awakens!

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The Red Star neared, carrying a bloody red glow with it as it traveled at high speed from Earth. It passed through the starry skies directly above the Mystic Luna Realm's array formation. The array formation, which had largely been broken by elites of the Federation, were now being attacked. The sky's appearance was transformed as a loud boom spread in all directions!

Looking from afar, one could see that the moon was floating in the starry night sky. As the Red Star descended, a red glow covered the entire moon instantly. What followed was a cracking sound similar to glass breaking, erupting from the moon. It was like heaven and earth were breaking apart into a million pieces.

It took just a brief moment for innumerable pieces of fragments to explode out in all directions. The entire moon was vibrating, and at that very moment, the array formation on it was instantly destroyed!

That wasn't the end. As the array formation of the Mystic Luna Realm broke apart, the elites from the various factions were immensely surprised and were about to move forward. However, the Red Star went ahead, entering the destroyed array formation and forming a long rainbow as it charged towards the restricted area on the dark side of the Mystic Luna Realm!

It was like a blood-colored shooting star, shocking everyone!

The Federation President and all other elites from the various factions rushed there. They gathered together and dashed towards the moon's dark side instead of searching for their respective disciples.

At the same time, at the moment the array formation was destroyed, the caves on the dark side of the moon were vibrating vigorously. The black-robed middle-aged man formed from the tree was so frightened and anxious that his eyes became bloodshot. He sensed that the array formation had broken down and that a killing force was fast approaching. Simultaneously, he felt that all the Core Formation realm elites from the various factions were nearing him at that instant.

That was completely different from his original plan!

He had only one target from the beginning, and that was the fruit. However, he knew that it was immensely difficult to attain it. Even entering the moon was a challenging task.

After all, the array formation of the Mystic Luna Realm wasn't something he could break apart. It was impossible even though his parent tree was on the moon. Unless someone cooperated and worked with him, he wouldn't have had the opportunity to control the array formation of the Mystic Luna Realm.

Therefore, in order to obtain the fruit, there had to be perfect coordination throughout the process.

This made him begin a risky plot to mingle amongst the various factions. Even though the factions made use of him, he was also taking advantage of them, so that while the various factions kept tabs on each other, he could absorb the fruit's life source to the greatest extent to advance and become a Nascent Soul realm cultivator!

Once he became a Nascent Soul realm cultivator, he wouldn't have to fear anything anymore. Then, he could agitate the Night Immortal King and wake him up in order to create chaos on the moon. He could either leave or hide to find the right time to ambush. The level of cultivation possessed by a Nascent Soul realm cultivator would make him formidable if he were to ambush a Core Formation realm cultivator. Even if Duan Muque was in possession of a Divine Armament, he was confident that he could push Duan Muque to his wits' end, and even kill him in the process!

A scenario like that took elaborate planning and involved many sacrifices so that it would play out perfectly. After all, Duan Muque was an extremely sly person, making it difficult to trick him. Therefore, he pretended to go along with the Federation, helping them massacre the Five Generation Sky Clan and Galactic Dusk Sect and also handing out evidence against them.

The extremely challenging process finally gave him a chance to attack. However, when that chance was destroyed by the Sect Lord of the Galactic Dusk Sect, he chose to abandon the Federation and work with the Galactic Dusk Sect instead.

However, just as the tables turned, Wang Baole, who was a mere Foundation Establishment realm cultivator, appeared. Despite that, the giant tree bore with it in order to reach the Nascent Soul realm. It cooperated with Wang Baole and began the absorption process after reaching an agreement with him.

He had initially thought that as someone who had perfected the Core Formation realm, absorbing the fruit could be done extremely quickly such that he could become the Nascent Soul realm even before Duan Muque realized something was amiss and tried to stop him.

In the end, however, he realized in a state of mania that Wang Baole was absorbing it faster than himself. It wouldn't have mattered it was just a difference in speed. Instead, since there was a limited life source within the fruit, the faster and the greater the amount Wang Baole absorbed, the lesser there would be left for himself. That would directly affect his speed of advancement!

Seeing that this was the case, the black-robed middle-aged man formed from the tree turned anxious with bloodshot eyes. He was so close to becoming a Nascent Soul realm cultivator, and it would take too long if he were to go step by step. His only choice was to swallow Wang Baole whole!

As for waking the Night Immortal King, he figured that even though Wang Baole was able to do it, it still required some time. It was therefore impossible for the Night Immortal King to wake up immediately. He was unwilling to take the risk previously, but now, he had no choice but to do so!

Therefore, with great determination, he gave his all and grabbed in the direction of Wang Baole. However, at the moment he set his heart to it, and as the fifth lotus seed appeared in Wang Baole's body, the fruit was completely shriveled dry!

"No!" This scene made the black-robed middle-aged man who was about to launch his attack shocked, and he exploded in rage!

Isn't this going against me? The absorption rate is too fast to be true! Wang Baole was surprised as well. In reality, after the fifth lotus seed appeared, its speed wasn't just at five times the initial rate, but several more times than that!

The rate of absorption and swallowing was already at the limit. Now, seeing the giant tree go crazy with rage, Wang Baole stepped back immediately, crushing the Mystic Trace Beads that he had been holding in his hands. Releasing the suppression on his green lotus and the teleportation force of the Mystic Trace Fog, he caused the green lotus within his body to shake vigorously.

Wake up, wake up, wake up!

As the bead broke and the fog spread to engulf him, the black-robed middle-aged man formed from the giant tree approached quickly while roaring angrily. He sucked, and instantly, the fog surrounding Wang Baole was absorbed into the giant tree's mouth even before it could activate the teleportation function.

The giant tree shook as it grabbed towards Wang Baole!

He hadn't neared Wang Baole, but he was already so imposing that he formed a suppressive force. That caused Wang Baole to hold his breath. As if a catastrophe was about to begin, Wang Baole grew numb. He didn't have time to be frightened as he activated all his cultivation and unleashed all his physical strength. He even took out almost all of his Numinous Treasures and was wielding the Dharmic Armament in his hands. He flailed it and tried to block himself!

A loud boom emerged, and an indescribably strong force erupted from the hands of the black-robed middle-aged man's hands, forming a hurricane that destroyed everything in its path as it swept forward. When it smashed into Wang Baole, the Numinous Treasure he used to shield himself broke down entirely. His body trembled violently as bright red blood spewed from his mouth. Even the Dharmic Armament was unable to resist the force. As the loud bang reverberated, Wang Baole's body was grabbed by the giant tree!

A look of viciousness flashed across Wang Baole's eyes. He stared as he roared loudly, retrieving the scabbard in his body and using it to shield himself!

Black and purple mosquitoes, if the both of you don't emerge, we'll all die! As Wang Baole screamed, the giant tree was fast approaching and was about to land on the scabbard. Instantly, the scabbard flashed, and the purple mosquito emerged for the first time.

It seemed unhappy and somewhat indignant. Unwillingly, it charged towards the giant tree.

When they made contact, the black-robed middle-aged man screamed painfully as he retreated. His right hand instantly turned purple, and the purple hue swiftly spread. Every area it passed began to rot.

Wang Baole was shocked. Seeing the purple mosquito returning lazily, he didn't think much as he kept his scabbard. He was fearful of being blocked by the giant tree and decided to take out all his Mystic Trace Beads, crushing all of them together to unleash the fog. His body became a blur as he began to be teleported. At the same time, he punched himself in the stomach, agitating the green lotus while activating the cultivation in his body. He then agitated the green lotus once again, shaking the green lotus extremely vigorously.

"Wang Baole!" The giant tree screamed angrily upon seeing that Wang Baole was about to escape. He prevented the poison from spreading as he dashed out like a maniac. He wanted to absorb the fog to prevent Wang Baole from leaving.

However, at this time, as Wang Baole continuously shook the green lotus to call for it, an extremely deafening roar emerged from somewhere deep underground!

Roar!

A loud boom reverberated in all directions, shaking the entire moon. At the same time, the ground above the caves all burst open!

A black patch of fog emerged and spewed towards the sky. The walls broke apart, while the tree trunk and the shriveled fruit instantly rotted, disappearing into thin air… At the same time, a large black hand half the size of the cave emerged from the ground, grabbing a hold of the land as it struggled to emerge!

Clanking sounds reverberated in all directions. It was as if a supreme being that was previously restrained was born!

An indescribable wave of strong force and mania that seemed to be capable of destroying life erupted towards the sky, causing the moon to shake violently, and producing waves in the starry sky!

The force was simply astounding. At the same time, the black-robed middle-aged man received the most impact, and his face showed how fearful he was. He no longer cared about wanting to grab Wang Baole as he dashed out right away, his head smashing into the walls. With a loud boom, he broke through the stone layer and charged towards the skies. He was indignant, but he had no choice but to escape like a maniac!

Wang Baole was now in a state of shock. The Mystic Trace Fog was enveloping his body as the large hand grabbed forcefully. A large figure seemed to have climbed out from the deep trenches, and at that instant, Wang Baole disappeared, having been teleported away.

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Chapter 283: Elimination With a Single Look!

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At almost the exact instant Wang Baole left, the earth shook, and the cave located in the restricted area on the dark side of the moon exploded open. Mud and sand fell from all directions, and a gigantic trench in the ground was revealed!

In the sky, there was now a crimson red glow that was stretching as wide as the sea appearing at an astounding speed. It fell directly above where the deep trench in the restricted area of the moon's dark side was. As it stopped in mid-air, a red flying dagger could be seen!

It was the Red Star, the only Divine Armament remaining in the Federation!

Its emergence caused the skies and earth to turn crimson red. Even the forests were being dyed red. There was also an indescribable suppressive force that was continuously given off by the Divine Armament in waves.

Even though it was only palm-sized, it was like an imposing volcano. Once it erupted, it would be able to shock the heavens and earth.

That was especially so as the frightening waves spreading out from it were sufficient to vibrate the entire moon. It was as if, in the face of it, every Dharmic Armament would wither, unable to compete against it. It was because it was a Dharmic Armament, or more specifically, the God of Dharmic Armaments!

Even the Federation President could only unleash part of its powers. Without a doubt, in the Federation, no true owner that could completely unleash its potential had emerged… until now!

When it appeared, the forest was instantly filled with dead silence. However, one could see that, in this restricted area, all the Night Immortals and all the Moon Spirits behaved as if they had met with a formidable enemy, as they didn't even dare move an inch.

Outside the restricted area, there were still many cultivators, most of them disciples from the Five Generation Sky Clan and the Galactic Dusk Sect. It appeared that the sudden changes that happened previously prompted the Core Formation realm cultivators from both clans who were teleported away to anxiously send out orders to those who were in the vicinity to gather and check on the situation.

Chen Hui was also amongst them. Following the awakening of the Night Immortal King, the trembling of the earth made the ones who were around the area have the initial intention to retreat. However, when the Divine Armament appeared, they didn't dare move. The imposing manner of the Divine Armament scared them pale and stiff.

In the deep trench underground—where demonic vibes were churning and spreading in all directions, and sounds of metal chains clashing against each other were emerging in waves—a gigantic figure appeared to be slowly climbing within the trench and was about to crawl out and break into existence!

Other than that, in the forest not far away from the restricted zone, Wang Baole appeared after being teleported there. The moment he emerged, he noticed the Divine Armament in the skies, as well as the demonic vibe emerging from the restricted zone.

Why have I only teleported such a short distance away? Wang Baole's scalp grew numb. The teleportation by the Mystic Trace Fog could either transport one nearby or far away. However, now that he no longer had any Mystic Trace Beads, he was anxious. He immediately squatted down, hiding himself while raising his head to look at the skies above him.

In the sky, other than the frightening crimson red-colored Divine Armament that seemed to be riding on crashing waves, creating stress in anyone who saw it, there were also several figures fast approaching. There were over a hundred of them, and they were noisy as they neared!

They were mostly Core Formation realm elites from the different factions of the Federation. The Federation President was also amongst them!

Their attention was fixated on their enemy, and they stared with great focus at the trench in the restricted zone. Nobody said anything, but they had all activated their cultivation, preparing to attack.

Just as the people were focusing their attention on the trench, a loud boom suddenly exploded from within the deep trench. After that, a thick cloud of demonic aura emerged, spreading furiously in all directions. Looking from afar, it seemed as though a large pair of black wings had been formed, covering the skies as a humongous figure rose from within the deep trench, with the sound of metal chains clanking in the background!

The figure was over a thousand feet tall and was dressed in a set of armor that was completely black. It was wearing a ghost mask, and its exposed skin was also black in color. The figure was a man without hair who had his head lowered. As his body rose into the air, nine metal chains attached to his body rose with it, lengthening as he rose higher…

When he emerged, an indescribable sense of suppressive force and frightening vibes were given off of him continuously in waves. That made everyone who saw him, including the Federation President, instinctively develop a strong sense of fear, regardless of their level of cultivation!

That was a suppression on the level of life's natural order, a suppression arising from the vast difference in the level of cultivation!

It was as if every single cell in one's body was screaming. Everyone's spirit was trembling, similar to when a commoner meets with a deity!

He was the legendary Night Immortal King, the corpse that had fallen onto the moon with the arrival of the ancient greenish-bronze sword!

However, things felt slightly different where Wang Baole was. He did feel the tremors, but the green lotus inside his body also began shaking violently the moment the Night Immortal King appeared. It seemed emotional and, to Wang Baole, that emotion was one of sadness and reluctance to part…

It was as if it had met with an enemy from the past!

Just as Wang Baole felt a torrent of emotions due to the influence from the green lotus, everyone in the skies, including the Federation President, were all extremely nervous and fearful despite their high levels of cultivation.

The Night Immortal King was the one that was being surrounded, but it was those surrounding him who were afraid!

As the thousand-feet-tall humongous corpse covered in armor rose into the air, the metal chains attached to him were pulled taut. He finally stopped moving and stood motionlessly in place.

Looking at it from afar, the demonic vibe forming his wings was spreading out from a center point from an area behind him. That alone made this humongous black corpse appear like a true supreme being, and threw the entire moon into silence.

At this moment, Duan Muque, the Federation President, took a deep breath. With the protection of the Divine Armament, he approached the corpse slightly, closing his eyes as he communicated with the Night Immortal King through a unique method.

As the communication process went on, everyone held their breaths nervously. Wang Baole swallowed hard and wanted to experience the emotions of the green lotus in his body in detail when, suddenly, he sensed a pair of eyes staring at him from a short distance away.

As the gaze fell on him, a familiar movement made Wang Baole turn his head suddenly. Following the direction of the gaze, he noticed someone familiar, someone who caused a strong desire to kill to appear in his eyes!

That person was… Chen Hui!

She was already at Foundation Establishment stage, and the fluctuations belonging to her Foundation Establishment realm cultivation that emerged from her body were extremely familiar to Wang Baole, as it was originating from the small tripod cauldron he once possessed!

When the two locked gazes, Chen Hui looked awkward and quickly retracted her gaze. However, she seemed to have thought of something as she threw a quick glance at the elders from the Galactic Dusk Sect in the sky, which didn't include the old lady. Her arrogant attitude emerged again, and she turned to stare at Wang Baole with a chill in her eyes.

This Chen Hui took part in a rebellion, and still dares to look so arrogantly at me…Wang Baole squinted his eyes. If it were possible, he would have loved to attack and kill Chen Hui. However, he was a distance away, and there were many other people around. Furthermore, with the suppressive force given off by the gigantic black corpse and the Divine Armament, he dared not move willy-nilly.

However, his intention to kill grew stronger by the minute and couldn't be suppressed at all. The small tripod cauldron in Chen Hui's body agitated Wang Baole greatly, especially as he recalled the experience of having it pulled out of his body by the old lady.

I'm gonna kill her! Wang Baole's breathing grew rapid, and as his intention to kill reached the limits, all of a sudden, the green lotus in his body seemed to have sensed this intention and began to shake once again.

It shook, but Wang Baole didn't manage to attack. That was when the motionless Night Immortal King in the skies, who had its head lowered while communicating with Federation President Duan Muque, suddenly moved!

Everyone surrounding the Federation President was taken aback, as the Night Immortal King standing in the skies suddenly turned and looked where Chen Hui was standing!

His previously shut eyes suddenly opened, revealing a pair of pitch-black eyes!

The moment the Night Immortal King laid his eyes on Chen Hui, Chen Hui's body burst open with a loud boom, breaking into many pieces as flesh and blood spewed out, disintegrating directly before she could react!

Even the small tripod cauldron in her body was unable to withstand it and disintegrated into ash together with Chen Hui's body…

All that happened so suddenly that everyone was gripped by shock. The Core Formation realm cultivators, including the Federation President, were all taken aback and began to unleash their cultivation fully. The Federation President began to hyperventilate. He controlled the Divine Armament, causing the Red Star's crimson glow to spread in all directions in an astonishing manner as he spoke quickly.

"Night Immortal King, we have a promise to not overstep into each other's boundaries!

"I will provide you with an explanation for what has happened today!"

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Chapter 284: Cries and the Master

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Everyone was nervous to the maximum possible level. Their scalps grew numb, and they were getting themselves ready for a counterattack. At the same time, torrents of thoughts crashed in Wang Baole's mind. He was incredulous at everything he had seen; it was so unbelievable that it made him hyperventilate and his heart palpitated furiously.

What situation is this? I have the desire to kill Chen Hui, and this Night Immortal King helped to destroy her for me? Wang Baole was trembling internally with surprise, as he thought about how the green lotus could awaken the Night Immortal King, and about how the green lotus suddenly shook… He checked immediately and realized that there was now one less lotus seed on the seed head that had sprouted from the green lotus, down from the original five.

As a result of this, Wang Baole made a conjecture that was shocking even to him.

Could it be that the Night Immortal King could be controlled by using the lotus seeds? A flash appeared in Wang Baole's eyes as he quickly looked around him, searching for the old lady. However, it was a pity that the old lady wasn't present. Wang Baole felt that it was a pity, and when he raised his head to look at the Core Formation cultivators in the sky, he realized that other than the Federation President, the Senate, and the four Dao Colleges, he hadn't met the rest of the people before.

This made him give up the thought of testing out his hypothesis. When he calmed down and analyzed the situation, he managed to come to a rough conclusion.

Unless I have sufficient lotus seeds, I wouldn't be able to control the Night Immortal King for long. One lotus seed for one attempt at controlling him? Wang Baole thought silently. At the same time, he also understood that no one should know about it, as he couldn't bet on the kindness of others!

This is the same case for my green lotus as well… I need to disguise it… With that thought, Wang Baole completely gave up his intentions to use the lotus seeds to control the Night Immortal King to kill the old lady. Instead, he tried to use the method he adopted when he was in Spirit Breath Village. Very quickly, the devouring seed in his body turned into a blur, and the green lotus was hidden along with it.

As for what he wanted to transmogrify, after thinking briefly about it, Wang Baole decided to transmogrify a pill bottle as the perfect item for his Foundation Establishment.

That way, he could explain how he managed to recover fully from his injuries. After all, the purpose of a pill bottle was to store pills. It made sense if he were to say that he had good fortune for receiving a pill bottle that contained healing pills. Furthermore, in Spirit Breath Village, everyone knew well that Wang Baole's luck was unbelievably good.

While Wang Baole was disguising the green lotus, in the skies, after the Federation President made repeated attempts to establish communication, the Night Immortal King finally retracted his gaze from the direction where Chen Hui had died.

He stood in mid-air, lifting his head as he looked in the direction of the sun, where the ancient greenish-bronze sword was. He watched silently, and after a long time, a black glow suddenly emerged in his eyes as his entire body charged forward!

Amidst the loud boom and the moon's violent vibration, the Night Immortal King dashed out, and the nine metal chains attached to him pulled taut as a result. That forcefully stopped him from moving further after he covered a small distance.

The instant he stopped, the entire moon erupted in vibrations, with the ground cracking apart and the basins exploding. Loud booms reverberated in the sky as if the entire moon was moved several feet due to his pulling force!

Looking from the sky, one could see that numerous waves had appeared in the night sky surrounding the moon. The entire moon was shaking as large cracks spread noisily and continuously.

This scene gripped everyone on the moon with fear. The Federation President further agitated the Divine Armament, causing its red glow to emerge once again in an attempt to stabilize everything.

However, the Night Immortal King's body seemed to be driven crazy once it was forcefully held back by the metal chains. It struggled continuously as if it wanted to break free of the metal chains to charge ahead. If that wasn't possible, it seemed as if he might instead choose to drag the moon along!

Witnessing the impending crisis, the metal chains on the Night Immortal King's body suddenly glowed purple. The purple glow flowed swiftly towards the Night Immortal King along the metal chains, enveloping him completely. The Night Immortal King seemed to be in huge pain as a result. He raised his hands to cover his head, screaming shrilly and painfully.

That scream of his caused the surrounding area to vibrate. True Breath realm cultivators near him were completely unable to withstand it, and their skulls all exploded at that instant. Even Foundation Establishment realm cultivators were bleeding from their orifices, including Wang Baole, who felt something churning in his body while fresh blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.

The Core Formation realm cultivators all turned pale as they scrambled to retreat. It all happened under the protection of the Divine Armament. If there were no Divine Armament, the situation would be unimaginably worse.

A long while later, the painful screams decreased in intensity. The Night Immortal King seemed to have lost a large part of its energy, and as he sensed that he was powerless in trying to change the situation, his body sank gradually, his eyes growing weaker such that they could no longer stay open. It seemed like he was falling into hibernation again, but he struggled to open his mouth, wanting to say something. However, what resulted were merely murmurs.

His voice, which carried an unlimited amount of sadness, evoked a wave of emotions in the hearts of everyone who heard it as if they all felt the same kind of extreme sorrow.

It was akin to the melancholy that remained after one witnessed their home being destroyed with their own eyes!

It was like the sadness behind the remnant indignation one carried to his grave due to an inability to take revenge!

It was like a sense of guilt, coupled with… pain that came along with madness!

All these emotions culminated in pitiful cries at that moment, spreading in all directions. What was sadder was that in this extreme emotional pain, his tears had already dried up.

In his cries, he gradually lowered his body, slowly kneeling down while facing the sun in the direction of the ancient greenish-bronze sword.

Everyone, including Wang Baole, fell silent as they looked at the Night Immortal King, who kept kowtowing in the direction of the sun after kneeling, crying pitifully. This feeling rested heavily in their hearts.

As the crying sounds reverberated for a long time, a word could be heard, albeit somewhat unclearly. However, it was not a language used on earth, and no one could understand it, except… Wang Baole!

Perhaps it was because of Little Missy, or perhaps it was due to the green lotus, but Wang Baole understood the unclear word.

That was… 'Master'!

The Night Immortal King was kneeling and bowing in the direction of the ancient greenish-bronze sword, which was on the sun. In his cries and sadness, he spoke with a sense of longing, a sense of guilt, his myriad of emotions encompassed in one word…

"Master…"

After a long while, the word 'Master' reverberated amidst the crying sounds. The Night Immortal King's body slowly fell back into the deep trench, before he eventually became completely silent.

A moment passed without anyone speaking a word. After making sure that the Night Immortal King had fallen into hibernation, Duan Muque, the Federation President, finally heaved a sigh of relief. The Core Formation realm cultivators around him followed suit, and they all noticed that the Federation President was drenched in sweat.

If a single mistake occurred just now, their existence could have all been pushed to the brink of nothingness.

"Now, it's time to tidy up matters here! Three hours later, after you've all found your respective disciples, bring them back to the bases and inspect them all. Before a conclusion is reached, the seal will not be opened, and no one shall leave!"

Duan Muque turned his head suddenly, carrying a chill in his gaze as he looked at the corpses of the people who had died due to the tremors of the Night Immortal King's cries. His gaze also swept across those Foundation Establishment cultivators who were still alive but were bleeding from all their orifices. At the same time, he saw Wang Baole, and after nodding at him, he turned and left.

At the same time, people began to disperse to search for the disciples from their own factions. The Ethereal Dao College Sect Lord, who was previously standing beside Duan Muque, approached Wang Baole. His eyes seemed to be conveying a complicated thought, while Wang Baole remained silent without a word.

He was no longer the ignorant True Breath realm cultivator he was when he first entered the Mystic Luna Realm. After experiencing the battle of the giant trees over the fruit, and listening to the conversations between the various factions, he seemed to have gained a somewhat complete and accurate grasp on the transformation that had happened in the Mystic Luna Realm.

This Mystic Luna Realm was a trap!

He wasn't sure whether he should believe that the four Dao Colleges were completely ignorant of that.

The Ethereal Dao College Sect Lord seemed to have something to say, but eventually, he merely sighed deeply without speaking a word. He brought Wang Baole away, making plans for him to stay in one of the bases of the four Dao Colleges. Very quickly, the Core Formation realm cultivators from the four Dao Colleges began to bring the disciples from their respective factions away.

Wang Baole saw Zhuo Yifan and Zhao Yameng, who were both impressive and had reached the Foundation Establishment state. That was especially so for Zhao Yameng, who gave Wang Baole a sense that she had reached Foundation Establishment stage with a perfect item!

Chen Yutong and company had returned as well. As people returned, a battle was about to begin in a patch of forest land on the dark side of the Mystic Luna Realm.

Amidst the loud noise, the black-robed middle-aged man was pale as he hurriedly retreated. In the forest before him, a red glow was spreading, and when it completely enveloped him, the Red Star appeared on his glabella.

Duan Muque slowly emerged from the forest. Step-by-step, he appeared before the black-robed middle-aged man.

The black-robed middle-aged man looked perplexedly at Duan Muque, giving up all intentions of retaliation as he sighed.

"No wonder you could become the center of attention from someone insignificant amongst the candidates, surpassing your classmates to become the Federation President… Duan Muque, I had thought that you only had two ways of bringing me down, one legitimate and one underhand method, but I seemed to have belittled you. You had a third tactic…!

"I don't know how you found the fruit before me. Furthermore, you even poisoned and put restraints on it. However, this time, I concede defeat!"

"Say it with the fruit as a witness. What happened?" Duan Muque spoke calmly.

The black-robed middle-aged men laughed bitterly as he sighed, rattling out the truth. He only hid the details about Wang Baole, as Wang Baole was the only tool he had to get rid of the Federation President. At the same time, Wang Baole was also the key for him to reach Nascent Soul realm in the future, as Wang Baole had absorbed so much of the fruit. Therefore, for his own sake, he needed to protect Wang Baole.

Right now, in a basin on the visible side of the moon, Galactic Dusk Sect's Sect Lord was wielding a ninth-grade Dharmic Armament as he looked at a middle-aged cultivator dressed in a long black robe approaching him without emotion, carrying a similarly frightening ninth-grade Dharmic Armament long spear.

"Li Qidao, as the Lead Senator of the Senate, why are you collaborating with White Deer Dao College? Furthermore, there is no sure win for either of us if we were to battle, so why is there a need for us to battle in the first place?" The Sect Lord from Galactic Dusk Sect frowned as he began to speak.

"Sect Lord Xu, the loser shall concede defeat. Since that is the situation now, why aren't you satisfied? Based on your intelligence, you must have understood that the fruit could only be used by wood types. It's useless for human cultivators in terms of their cultivation. All it does is strengthen their bodies. Otherwise, it wouldn't have existed until now. Someone altered it, such that it would be useless even for someone like you who was proficient in wood techniques and was using it to advance to reach the Nascent Soul realm."

Galactic Dusk Sect's Sect Lord fell silent, before sighing deeply after a long while.

"Is it enough that I go into seclusion for fifty years, never to emerge in society in that period of time?"

"It's not enough! Sixty years is needed, at least!"

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Chapter 285: I'm His God-Grandfather!

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While Federation President Duan Muque, Senator Li Qidao, as well as the elites from the various factions, were handling the rebellion by the Five Generation Sky Clan and Galactic Dusk Sect in the Mystic Luna Realm, the disciples from the four Dao Colleges who had been through the Mystic Luna Realm assessment were all gathered at the base of the Dao College and undergoing interrogation.

Everyone was included in the list to be interrogated, except for one person!

That person was… Wang Baole!

From the beginning until now, no one disturbed or asked him about what had happened in the mystic realm.

However, one prominent point was that the hut residence that Wang Baole was staying in was different from that of other people. It had more privacy and was more luxurious, as it was originally a resting place prepared for the Elder.

At the same time, regardless of whether it was the disciples from the four Dao Colleges who had been through the mystic realm assessment, or the Dao College Foundation Establishment cultivators that had arrived on the Mystic Luna Realm from Earth, they all looked at Wang Baole oddly in the three days that passed. Many of them even took more than a single glance, and in the depths of their vision hid a sense of reverence and fear!

Apparently, what Wang Baole had experienced in the mystic realm and the killings that happened thereafter were no longer a secret. Everyone had heard about how he had obtained the perfect object before it was cruelly dug away by a Core Formation realm cultivator, which in the process destroyed his Dao Foundation. They also heard that he had managed to reach Foundation Establishment stage, and stained the mystic realm red with his killings of innumerable Foundation Establishment realm cultivators.

He wasn't simply an ordinary disciple, but the Deputy Pavilion Head of the Dharmic Armament Pavilion who was already well-known while he was in Ethereal Dao College. He was also one of the Federation seedlings. With such an illustrious battle history, it was natural that he would catch the attention of many.

Wang Baole kept all that in mind and didn't say anything nor head out. He stayed quietly in his hut residence, waiting for the chaotic rebellion outside to end, and for the four Dao Colleges to give him an explanation.

After all, he was no ordinary disciple of the four Dao Colleges. He was the Deputy Pavilion Head of the Dharmic Armament Pavilion, and even though the incident in the Mystic Luna Realm didn't have much of an impact on others, it had affected him greatly, far exceeding what he had experienced before!

Just like that, two days went by. On the second night, a pursuit was taking place in the forest on the dark side of the Mystic Luna Realm. The one escaping was the old lady who had dug out Wang Baole's Dao Foundation!

The old lady's face was pale white, her hair in a mess and unkempt. As she ran, blood spewed out of her mouth. She looked lifeless, with fear apparent in her eyes as she swiftly turned and spoke to someone behind her.

"Fellow Daoist Li, listen to my explanation…"

"To hell with your explanation!" Even before she could finish, an angry roar emerged from behind her, as a figure leaped out, instantly catching up with the old lady while raining punches on her.

A loud boom reverberated. The old lady wanted to resist the attacks, but her attempts were futile. The punch that landed on her caused her to spew even more blood. She hurriedly retreated, but the figure immediately arrived in front of her.

It was a silver-haired elder, carrying a look of anger that could burn down the skies. Madness erupted from the elder's body, making him like a walking volcano that was extremely eye-catching in the dark night.

Every part of the forest he passed burned, and the ground was charred black by the heat. The suppressive force emerging from his body raged unusually. It was such an imposing force that the old lady was completely unable to resist it, screaming while vomiting fresh blood out once again.

"Fellow Daoist Li, there should be a limit to all this. All I did was destroy his Dao Foundation. You have pursued me for two days, and based on your level of cultivation, you could have killed me right away. What is the point of torturing me? I am also a Core Formation cultivator, and I have my dignity! Wang Baole is merely one of the disciples from your Dao College!"

The old lady had become a maniac, and she screamed angrily like a lunatic. The past two days had been a nightmare for her. As she said, the ex-Federation President pursued and tortured her all the way, even purposely letting her escape before getting hot on her heels again.

This made her completely exhausted, draining her of all her energy and putting her in a living hell.

"That's all you can take? Why didn't you feel this way when you were after Wang Baole? You didn't choose to bully anyone else, but Wang Baole, who has no direct relatives who are Core Formation cultivators? Is that why you were so cruel and ruthless to him, treating him like a toy?" The Grand Supreme Elder from Ethereal Dao College appeared amiable with his head full of silver hair. However, those who knew him knew that he was extremely hot-tempered.

He stared as he neared, raising his right hand. The old lady widened her eyes, as the Grand Supreme Elder perforated her flesh in one swift motion, reaching into the old lady's stomach!

An indescribable pain erupted like crashing waves in the old lady's mind, flooding and overcoming her instantly as she let out a shrill, painful scream.

"You b*itch, let me tell you something. Wang Baole indeed has no direct relatives who are Core Formation cultivators, but I like that chap. I am his god-grandfather, and you'll get it from me if you were to bully him!" The Grand Supreme Elder announced while gripping the Core Formation in the old lady's stomach tightly. As he yanked it hard, the old lady's painful screams reverberated in all directions.

As blood spewed out of her mouth, the already haggard old lady seemed to have aged even more. She trembled, turning pale. The pain of having her Core Formation plucked away from within her body far exceeded that of one's Dao Foundation being taken away. It was no longer on the level of an organ. Instead, it was like taking her life away!

"Don't worry. You won't die from this. I would never let you die so easily. After all, death is only short-lived pain. I will turn you into a warning for others!" A chilly look flashed across the Grand Supreme Elder's eyes, as he squatted down before the trembling old lady, slapping her face while enunciating every single word clearly.

"This is your retribution for bullying our Baole!

"Go, continue to run. If you don't, I'll bring you back and lock you in Venus's Poisonous Spirit Cellar. You know that place… It's very suitable for you."

Hearing the term 'Poisonous Spirit Cellar', the old lady who was drifting out of consciousness from her pain suddenly jolted awake. She suddenly shivered, carrying a look of fear in her eyes that was far more intense than before. She wanted to kill herself but was unable to do so as she had been made handicap and weak. Therefore, she decided to commit suicide by biting her tongue. However, before she could do that, the Grand Supreme Elder stepped heavily on her chest, and as a heavy puff of air emerged, it blew away all her teeth.

"It's still not time for you to die. If you dare to die, I will extract your spirit and turn it into a chamber pot Numinous Treasure before tossing it in the restroom of the Dao College!" The Grand Supreme Elder spoke calmly while staring at the old lady, whose wrinkled face revealed extreme fear.

"You…" The old lady stared with her eyes wide, wanting to say something before the Grand Supreme Elder slapped her tightly.

"Shut up!"

It was a tight slap that almost broke the old lady's neck. The old lady was in so much pain that she fainted immediately.

The Grand Supreme Elder hummed unhappily, before turning around and grabbing the old lady by her hair.

Following the capture of the old lady, the third day arrived. In his hut residence inside the base of the four Dao Colleges, Wang Baole was meditating with his legs crossed. He suddenly opened his eyes, looking at the door of his room.

Outside, someone had arrived, without making any attempts to mask their breathing and footsteps. When the visitor neared, he stayed silent for a while, before speaking with a raspy voice.

"Baole."

Wang Baole recognized the voice as belonging to the Sect Lord of Ethereal Dao College. He then stood up to open the door, greeting the Sect Lord standing outside with cupped fists.

"Greetings, Sect Lord."

The Sect Lord from Ethereal Dao College looked at Wang Baole with a complex expression. After the investigations regarding the Mystic Luna Realm were conducted over the past few days, everyone, regardless of whether it was the four Dao Colleges, the Federation President, or the other factions, were completely shaken by the revenge killings carried out by Wang Baole.

They felt especially shocked at the invention of the Mystic Trace Beads, which were never before seen. What Wang Baole had experienced was also shocking to everyone who heard about it. Wang Baole's reaction towards whatever had happened to him in the mystic realm evoked more emotions in the masses than before.

"You've had a hard time." The complex look in the Ethereal Dao College Sect Lord's eyes was replaced by an apologetic one. After entering the residence hut, he sought the agreement of Wang Baole before pressing on his wrist to assess his internal injuries, as well as his wellbeing.

When he noticed the pill bottle resting on Wang Baole's dantian, an unsurprised look surfaced in Ethereal Dao College Sect Lord's eyes. However, he still felt somewhat incredulous. After taking another close look at it, he tuned down his cultivation before looking at Wang Baole again.

"This is the second perfect item that I have obtained." Wang Baole guessed what the Sect Lord would ask him and replied calmly without any unusual facial expressions.

The Ethereal Dao College Sect Lord looked deeply into Wang Baole's eyes without probing further. It was the principle of the four Dao Colleges to not question excessively in issues regarding their disciples' fates. After all, everyone had secrets, and the more they were questioned, the more likely the disciples would lose faith and integrity. That was especially so for Wang Baole, who had experienced a series of events. He could see that Wang Baole's attitude had become vastly different from before he entered the mystic realm.

He understood the situation and sincerely wanted to rectify it. Therefore, he took out a box from the storage bag, placing it in front of Wang Baole before opening it up.

A bloody flesh pill was revealed!

When the box was opened, and the flesh pill was revealed, a thick cloud of Spirit Qi instantly emerged, carrying a pungent smell of blood.

Wang Baole was thrown into a daze, and as he turned to look, he seemed to have guessed the box's contents. He raised his head and looked at the Ethereal Dao College Sect Lord.

"Baole, you know what is to be known. I will not say anything unnecessary. All you need to know is that now, the White Deer Dao College leads the four Dao Colleges… As for your matter, regardless of whether it's the Grand Supreme Elder or me, we share the same consensus, and that is… We will not let it rest!

"Wu Tianlan from the Galactic Dusk Sect dug away your Dao Foundation. Therefore, the Grand Supreme Elder will personally dig her Core Formation out!

"A simple outcome like death would naturally not be easily available as an option to her. Therefore, the Grand Supreme Elder will send her to the Poisonous Spirit Cellar of Venus, which is one of the worst prisons of the Federation. There, she will have to repent and refine poisonous gold for Ethereal Dao College for the rest of her life!"

"Are you satisfied with this punishment?" The Ethereal Dao College Sect Lord looked at Wang Baole, speaking calmly.

Wang Baole was shocked, his breathing growing rapid and his eyes turning red. An indescribable feeling emerged in his mind. All the grudges he held towards the sect vanished instantly, and all that remained was the surprise of someone standing up for him.

After a long while, he stood up, bowing deeply to the Sect Lord.

"Thank you so much, Sect Lord!"

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Chapter 286: Farewell, Moon

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The Ethereal Dao College Sect Lord smiled a smile of consolation when he saw the expression on Wang Baole's face. The Ethereal Dao College had had no choice but to participate in the fiasco. He didn't wish for such an exemplary disciple, whom he approved of, whom he recognized to have a bright future, to lose hope and be disillusioned with the college.

The Grand Supreme Elder must have thought the same. That was why he had personally done the deed and exacted revenge for Wang Baole. He had left the old woman with her life not out of pity but to serve as punishment and a warning to the other political forces. It was also a message to the White Deer Dao College and the current Federation President to show their extreme displeasure!

The look on Wang Baole's face made him feel that everything they had done was not in vain. In his comfort, he spoke a while longer with Wang Baole. Before leaving, he gave Wang Baole a pill bottle.

The bottle contained extremely rare pills for healing. There were three five-colored pills. Any single one of them would fetch an extraordinary price. This was because they were equivalent to having three chances to save one's life from the brink of death.

After seeing the Sect Lord off, Wang Baole stood outside his residence. He lifted his head and stared at the sky. After a long while, he inhaled deeply. He could feel the release of tension from his body. He thought back to everything that had happened in the Mystic Luna Realm. They seemed a lifetime away.

After a long while, Wang Baole released a long sigh of satisfaction.

It's better this way. Death is too good for her… After all, dying is just a moment's pain. But now, she'll be suffering for years, maybe decades, without rest! With that thought, Wang Baole finally let go of his hatred towards the old witch.

As for the Galactic Dusk Sect… Wang Baole narrowed his eyes. He concealed the icy glint flickering in them.

What's left now is for us to return to Earth. Wang Baole buried his thoughts and feelings deep in his heart. He turned and gazed at Earth, which was hanging amidst the stars in the sky. He studied the blue starry heavens. Longing unfurled in his heart—longing for his parents, for the people back in the college, for the things they used to do, and for every tree and leaf in the college.

It was as Wang Baole had predicted. Later that night, he received a notice from the college informing him to return to Earth the next day. It was clear that the matters pertaining to the Mystic Luna Realm affair had been settled. There was no need for their cooperation and help anymore, which was why they could leave.

Wang Baole packed his luggage and then settled down into a cross-legged sitting position. He allowed his emotions to settle and for himself to come to peace with everything that had happened. This carried on until late in the night… until an unexpected visitor arrived outside his residence!

The sounds of knocking on his door resounded in his room. Wang Baole, who had been meditating, was startled. He lifted his head. The doors to his room slid open soundlessly, revealing a towering figure standing outside his room.

He stood there, as tall as the heavens, exuding an indescribable, oppressive presence. There was also a blood-colored spirit energy rippling in the air. Despite having clearly been suppressed, a muted surge still leaked out and spread throughout the room.

Wang Baole was no stranger to the energy signature. It was the Divine Armament!

He was equally familiar with the person approaching. He was… the Federation President, Duan Muque!

Alarm bells rang in Wang Baole's head, and he immediately became cautious. He rose to his feet hurriedly and cupped his fists in a bow towards Duan Muque.

"Greetings, President!"

Duan Muque didn't speak immediately. He stood there and eyed Wang Baole. His shrewd mind and his years of experience told him that Wang Baole was clearly wary of him. He didn't tone down the force of his presence but instead intensified it.

Wang Baole stared at Duan Muque's smile, and his breathing quickened. His instincts told him to step back. This meeting with Duan Muque was completely different from their previous encounter at the Federation's Hundred Seedling Award Ceremony.

Then, Wang Baole hadn't known Duan Muque. Now, however, after all that he had gone through in the Mystic Luna Realm, he had come to his own conclusions. He knew Duan Muque's cunning and the hidden depths of his thoughts.

If they had been on Earth, Wang Baole would definitely be more nervous than he was now. But they were on the moon now. Wang Baole remembered the Night Immortal King and the green lotus inside his body and gained a slight measure of confidence. He didn't take a step back and, instead, raised his head and met Duan Muque's eyes.

Their eyes met, and a flicker of surprise flashed across Duan Muque's eyes. Surprise slowly transformed into approval, then into a smile on his lips.

"Wang Baole, come take a walk with me," he said, then turned and walked away.

Wang Baole considered for a moment before following Duan Muque. They started strolling on the vast and expansive base grounds.

They didn't leave the base. Instead, the two of them walked along a small path in the base, treading on the dim light cast from the overhead lamps. Half an hour passed, but Duan Muque didn't speak; Wang Baole was silent as well.

They walked past a pagoda that was in the midst of being rebuilt. Duan Muque continued to look ahead as his voice rang out.

"Wang Baole, you asked me before when you were in the capital city about how one becomes the Federation President."

Wang Baole raised his head and stared at Duan Muque's back when he heard Duan Muque's words. He remembered asking that, as that had been his dream.

"What I told you then was the way to become the Federation President. What happened in the Mystic Luna Realm…" Duan Muque paused in his steps as his words trailed off. He turned and leveled an unfathomable, meaningful stare at Wang Baole.

"… is the first lesson you need to learn on your path to becoming the Federation President!"

"So, what have you learned?" Duan Muque smiled lightly after he asked the question. With a wave of his right hand, he threw a black pill bottle towards Wang Baole.

"This is the antidote. The fruit was poisoned, and I also hexed it. You must have come across your own share of good fortune as I can't feel the hex on you, and the poison likely didn't work on you either. However, if you're still worried, this is the antidote. You can take it and get rid of any hidden complications.

"As for the fruit… the most it can do for a human is strengthen his body. It can't be used for any breakthroughs in cultivation. Only mutations, such as the giant tree, can devour and absorb it. The Sect Lord of the Galactic Dusk Sect practices wood element mystic techniques, and I have a feeling he's no longer human anymore."

Done speaking, Duan Muque shook his head and laughed. He turned and walked away, vanishing into the distance. He left Wang Baole standing alone before the pagoda, reeling in shock.

Wang Baole's breathing was uneven. He held onto the antidote and stared into the distance where Duan Muque had disappeared. After a very long time, he took a deep breath in. Finally, he knew the truth to everything that had happened in the Mystic Luna Realm.

The giant tree mutation had plotted against the Five Generation Sky Clan and the Galactic Dusk Sect, as well as the Federation. Its objective had been to monopolize the fruit!

The Five Generation Sky Clan had gone along with the schemes of the Galactic Dusk Sect because of what the Galactic Dusk Sect had promised them. Wang Baole was unaware of the details, but he believed it must have been something the Five Generation Sky Clan had been dying to get their hands on.

The Galactic Dusk Sect had expended the most effort and resources for the entire affair. Their Sect Lord had even made a personal appearance, as his aim had been the same as the giant tree. They had both desired the fruit, and had wanted to use it to break through their cultivation and enter the Nascent Soul realm!

That was why the old witch had been so fearless. If her Sect Lord had indeed had a breakthrough and attained the Nascent Soul realm, the current political stalemate in the Federation would be broken. The loss of balance would herald a new set of rules!

It might be challenging to determine who had been the mantis preying upon the cicada in the group of the giant tree, the Five Generation Sky Clan, and the Galactic Dusk Sect, and who had been the cicada that had been preyed upon. However, one thing was clear; the oriole had been the Federation President, Duan Muque, right from the beginning!

It was because his goal had been grander. He had planned for the Five Generation Sky Clan and the Galactic Dusk Sect's loss and the maximum weakening of their power, which in turn strengthened the political stability of the Federation. He had also used some unknown means to locate the fruit prior to the opening up of the mystic realm and had planted both a poison and a hex in the fruit. Regardless of who eventually absorbed the fruit, he would be poisoned and fall under Duan Muque's control!

Be it the giant tree or the Five Generation Sky Clan and Galactic Dusk Sect, they had lost this round. The only one to emerge victoriously was… Duan Muque!

So, this is the first lesson I learned in order to become the Federation President…Wang Baole was silent for a long while. A glimmer began to shine in his eyes. He remembered something similar in the high officials' autobiographies.

Wang Baole returned to his residence while deep in thought. He thought for a very long while. His experience in the Mystic Luna Realm and what he had learned was a turning point in his life. He had gone from mere realization to deep consideration, and he finally ended up with strong conviction.

My dream is still… to become the Federation President! Wang Baole met the next day with a raised head and a look of resolution in his eyes. He stepped out of his residence and onto the cruiser that would bring him back to Earth. He shelved the many thoughts, including that of murder, that had arisen from his encounters on the moon to the back of his mind.

When the cruiser rose, humming, into the air, and as it was about to speed off into space, Wang Baole stood on the deck and patted his sizable stomach. The darkness and violence in his eyes vanished. In their place was his usual smiling cheerfulness. He grabbed Zhuo Yifan, who was standing beside him, into a hug, and started bragging about his adventures. As he laughed, he turned his head and stared at the moon through the cruiser's windows. It grew smaller as the distance between cruiser and moon widened.

Farewell, moon.

Farewell, Night Immortal King.

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Chapter 287: Return to Earth!

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Be it traveling for a vacation or any other reason, one was always beset by the same strange feeling. The journey there was always especially slow, and the journey back miraculously fast.

It was the same for the trip to the moon. Their return was swift, and the cruiser quickly landed on the Upper Academy Island of the Ethereal Dao College. Those who had successfully reached the Foundation Establishment realm, and those who had not, all got off. They stared at the sky vastly different from the one seen from the moon, and at the Sword Sun. They could hear birdsong and smell flowers blooming. They could feel the air, and the Spirit Qi infused in it. Wang Baole was finally able to relax completely.

Even though a mountain of tasks awaited him after he had advanced to the Foundation Establishment realm, Wang Baole still decided to give himself a long vacation. He was going back to Phoenix City, back to his parents.

His return was of great importance to the City Lord of Phoenix City as well as all the city officials. They didn't go to the extent of journeying outside the city to receive him; however, the City Lord and the Deputy City Lord stationed themselves outside the port and had a short chat with Wang Baole when he arrived. They didn't impose on his reunion with his family and instead left after exchanging a few words.

Wang Baole's spirits were high on the way back home. He listened to his mother's nagging with a great deal of patience, and his father was quiet most of the time, only interrupting his mother's nagging with a few words of reprimand now and again. He remained smiling, and they spent the next two weeks in harmonious cheer.

During that period, Wang Baole also settled his spirits and did more in-depth research on the green lotus inside his body. He gradually became convinced that the green lotus was an augmenting presence on his cultivation, and its effects on the physical body were even greater, almost out of this world.

Wang Baole recalled being hunted for his life in the Mystic Luna Realm. His recovery speed had saved his life, as all his injuries had healed at a tremendous rate.

His physical strength was also receiving increasing nourishment from the green lotus. It grew exponentially on a daily basis. Wang Baole assessed his physical capabilities to have surpassed that of a typical cultivator in the same realm. In other words, if he were to split himself into two people—one with his cultivation and another with his physical body—the one to emerge victorious after a fight would be the one with his physical body!

The green lotus triggers the devouring seed to absorb vitality from all living things while it sits inside the devouring seed so that it can receive sustenance… Wang Baole mused. He observed the green lotus's seed head and the four lotus seeds inside it. He had a feeling that the lotus seeds weren't only useful for controlling the Night Immortal King.

He had only recently acquired the green lotus though, and he was unable to fully pin down the full properties of the lotus seeds in such a short period. He tried absorbing them but found it a tedious challenge.

He didn't give up. The few benefits that the Green Lotus Foundation Establishment core had given him were enough to send him into an excited flurry.

With the devouring seed, I believe the green lotus will flourish with continual cultivation and nourishment. With its augmentation, my physical body will grow increasingly stronger as well!

Wang Baole inhaled deeply. He found his future ever bright and hopeful. He had to climb back from the gates of hell in the Mystic Luna Realm, but it had all been worth it!

Wang Baole continued to study the green lotus while enjoying his family life. He had wanted to extend his stay for a few more days, but he received a voice transmission message from Chen Yutong. The latter was swamped with endless work at the Dharmic Armament Pavilion to the point where he could barely cope with it alone. The college had also called for Wang Baole to return and retrieve his Foundation Establishment realm mystic technique.

Besides the messages from the college asking him to return… at home, Wang Baole had also discovered, much to his grief, that his mother had begun to arrange matchmaking sessions for him these few days… he was utterly horrified.

"My dear mother, your son is an esteemed Foundation Establishment realm cultivator, a young genius, the Deputy Pavilion Head of the Dharmic Armament Pavilion, and one of the Federation's hundred seedlings. There are few who don't recognize who I am when I walk the streets. I just have to say the word and ladies who want to be my girlfriend will line the streets all the way from Phoenix City to the Ethereal Dao College. And you still think I need to be matchmade to solve my singlehood status?

"Matchmaking is an insult to my good looks and talents!"

Wang Baole's mother rolled her eyes and glared as soon as she heard Wang Baole's protest. She grabbed at his ear. Under duress, and with much exasperation, Wang Baole was left with no choice but to sneak out of Phoenix City and escape from his grudging parents.

Wang Baole ended his vacation and returned to the college. The first thing he learned from Chen Yutong was what had followed after the Mystic Luna Realm fiasco.

Those who had left the Mystic Luna Realm two weeks prior weren't only the disciples from the four Dao Colleges but also those from the other political forces. The real clean-up on the moon had commenced after their departure.

It was an utter bloodbath, an absolute massacre intended to squash the mutinous forces!

Chaos overran the entire Mystic Luna Realm. Trapped within the seal of the array formation, none from the Five Generation Sky Clan and the Galactic Dusk Sect could escape. Every Five Generation Sky Clan cultivator who had participated in the revolt—be it a Core Formation realm or Foundation Establishment realm, or even a True Breath realm cultivator—with a few exceptions, was exterminated. The exterminators were the other family clans of the Five Generation Sky Clan.

It was a cleansing that had to be done. They needed to answer to the Federation, and this answer required the heads of hundreds and thousands of their clan members!

The Five Generation Sky Clan also paid a heavy price elsewhere. They lost nearly a third of their lands and only then did the Federation and the other political forces finally let them off the hook. After all, it wouldn't look good if they went too far.

The fate of the Galactic Dusk Sect was worse. They had been the mastermind behind the entire fiasco. The Sect Lord was sent away into seclusion for sixty years, and the various political forces in the Federation would be keeping guard over where he was secluded, to prevent him from sneaking out.

Save a few True Breath realm cultivators who had advanced to the Foundation Establishment realm, all others from the sect who had entered the mystic realm were executed. Their resources, as well as their lands, were also seized by nearly half.

This was a catastrophic blow to the Galactic Dusk Sect. They would be feeling the pain of their losses for a long time.

Finally, all Core Formation realm cultivators from both sect and clan who had been part of the lunar rebellion were captured. Unlike the old lady, they wouldn't suffer the agonizing fate of having their Core Formation core ripped from their bodies. However, they would be spending the remainder of their lives in prison and use their lives to serve their penance.

Such a fate was worse than death.

The entire affair received extensive coverage from the media. Everyone in the Federation knew about it. The popularity of the Federation President Duan Muque spiked instantly, and his power grew and surpassed that of the former president because of this event.

In the present political climate, after the severe weakening of the Five Generation Sky Clan and the Galactic Dusk Sect, the Trilunaris Corporation, who had maintained cordial relations with the Federation, stood to gain a great deal. As for the isolationist Plume Manifestation Connate Sect, it maintained a low profile after the ordeal.

In the eyes of those unaware of the truth, the Federation's response to the luna rebellion might be perceived as slow but decisive. They might feel that the Five Generation Sky Clan and the Galactic Dusk Sect were also the victims in the entire ordeal. They had paid a heavy price and should be forgiven for their crimes.

Wang Baole knew, however, that the negotiations and choices ultimately made at the end weren't something that could be easily explained with a few words. He had no interest in making wild guesses. After bidding farewell to Chen Yutong, he poured himself into the matters that required his attention since he had reached the Foundation Establishment realm.

First was the Foundation Establishment realm mystic technique to be given by the college. Within the Ethereal Dao College were multiple Foundation Establishment realm mystic techniques. The one most commonly practiced was the Ethereal Piercing Technique.

It was simple and safe and suited most disciples. Wang Baole didn't receive that commonly practiced technique, however. Instead, the college had given him a choice of three top Foundation Establishment realm techniques that existed in the college and were practiced explicitly by those who had a fully intact artifact as their Foundation Establishment core.

One was the Ethereal Nine Killings Technique, the second the Five Elements Unification Mystic Art, and the third… the Lightning Dao: First Volume!

The Ethereal Nine Killings Technique was the Grand Supreme Elder's creation. Its power wasn't to be underestimated, and it suited college disciples who had formed their Foundation Establishment core from a fully intact artifact. The Five Elements Unification Mystic Art had been discovered on the ancient sword, and it was a complete mystic art with equally astounding power. It was able to wield the five elements, and the art of escape formed the essence of this mystic art.

As for the Lightning Dao: First Volume, it didn't originate from the extraterrestrial giant sword, but had been branded onto a meteorite. The meteorite had crashed onto earth two millennia ago, before the appearance of the ancient green-bronze sword. It had been cast aside when it had first appeared, until the arrival of the ancient green-bronze sword and Spirit Qi had permeated the planet. That was when people had discovered the inscriptions carved into the meteorite. It landed in the hands of the Ethereal Dao College eventually.

From the engravings on the meteorite came the unique… Lightning Dao: First Volume!

All three mystic techniques required one to have a Foundation Establishment core formed from a fully intact artifact, as they would be difficult to master otherwise. In the best case scenario, a cultivator would be mastered by the technique. In the worst case scenario, one would spiral into madness and die from instant self-combustion.

Wang Baole weighed his options. He didn't choose the Ethereal Nine Killings Technique nor the Five Elements Unification Mystic Art. The former was best for those whose Foundation Establishment core was formed from a metal artifact. His might have the appearance of a pill bottle, but in reality, it was a green lotus…

The Five Elements Unification Mystic Art would produce Spirit Qi of all five elements in his body after practicing it. It was powerful, but if any of the elemental Spirit Qi in his body became too strong, it would adversely affect the other elemental Spirit Qi.

As a result, Wang Baole was left with one remaining option, and that was the Lightning Dao: First Volume. Effects of practicing the technique included the strengthening of his physical body. After some thought, Wang Baole decided on this technique!

There were four levels to the Lightning Dao: First Volume. They aligned with the early-stage, mid-stage, late-stage, and perfected-stage of the Foundation Establishment realm. At every level, the practitioner would have a lightning tattoo seared into his body. He would sustain and nourish the tattoo, which would eventually transform into actual lightning.

After some studying and a great deal of thought, Wang Baole mused on how he enjoyed kicking his opponents, especially in the crotch. Both the fluidity of the movement and the extent of damage were astonishing. He decided to have the first lightning tattoo on his right leg.

This way, there will be lightning every time I kick someone. Even if they block the actual physical blow, they'll still be electrocuted. They won't expect that. It'll be great! Wang Baole became immeasurably pleased at the thought. He was in the middle of practice when he thought of Little Missy in the black mask. His eyes lit up.

Little Missy taught me the Great Void Qi Devouring Art when I was at the Ancient Martial realm… and the Compression Method before I reached the Foundation Establishment realm… now that I'm at the Foundation Establishment realm, she might have something better than the Lightning Dao: First Volume!

Wang Baole grew excited at that thought. He immediately pulled out the black mask and reached out to Little Missy.

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Chapter 288: A Forbidden Dark Art

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The Lightning Dao: First Volume was indeed impressive, but Wang Baole felt that Little Missy would definitely have something better. He eagerly pulled out the black mask and initiated the hallucination realm. When he opened his eyes, he was standing in the hallucination realm.

He stood on a snowy plain. A biting wintry wind blew past, weeping. His present entry to the hallucination realm was different than his previous entries, as he didn't have to call out to Little Missy. He could see her in the distance, a young woman of unearthly beauty, her long silky black hair adrift in the breeze and her white robes fluttering in the winter wind. She stood with her back towards Wang Baole, the wind in her face, her gaze seemingly out towards the distant horizon of the hallucination realm.

He couldn't see her face, only her long flowing hair. He couldn't discern the shape of her body, only her white robes swaying in the wind.

It was as if she wasn't of this world. Such a feeling fell over the entire snowscape, and the land transformed into a fairyland of the immortals. Staring at her back, one was overcome by shame and a sense of sin. It was as if before her, all those tall and mighty would lower their heads and give everything up as tribute.

If this scene were immortalized in a painting, Little Missy would be an extraordinary beauty in the painting. She would have a distant beauty that was ethereal and would seem like a fairy who shouldn't be of this world. She would vanish with the winds.

Wang Baole took in the scene before him and couldn't control the stirring in his heart.

In reality… on Little Missy's face, with its fair, delicate skin and its beauty that was of mythical proportions, was a look invisible to Wang Baole's eyes. Her eyes seemingly gazed into the distant horizon but… actually contained a flicker of slyness and self-satisfaction.

This little fatty hasn't been showing me much respect these days. Even his eyes look perverted. I'm going to make use of his gratitude for what I did for him in the Mystic Luna Realm and reinforce who's holding the reins in this master-slave relationship!

At that thought, the woman in white robes raised her chin higher. The light in her eyes made her beauty even more intense. It was a beauty that would send hearts racing and minds spiraling into a foolish daze, one that would make one bow to her willingly.

Wang Baole's breath quickened. He could feel an unearthly, ethereal air exuding from Little Missy. Curiosity rose in his heart. He thought back to the encounters in the Mystic Luna Realm and his narrow escape from the jaws of death. He thought how, without Little Missy, he wouldn't have had the chance to return to Earth and to see the sun again. He would have bade farewell to this world.

These thoughts quieted Wang Baole's earlier excitement. He stared at the back of the extraordinary figure and bowed slightly.

There was nothing more to be said. Everything was encompassed within that single bow. Silently, Wang Baole walked towards Little Missy and stopped beside her, standing next to her and gazing into the distant horizon.

Time seemed to stand still in the hallucination realm. Under the heavens of the hallucination realm, amidst the falling snow, Wang Baole and the young woman in white stood alone, gazing silently into the distant sky. Snowflakes landed in their hair, and remained there, frozen. Their hair would soon turn white this way.

It painted a beautiful scene. Wang Baole's mind slowed to a calm. It was a calm he had never experienced before; it was as if he had been released from life's burdens. The snowy landscape relaxed him. He studied Little Missy next to him, and his eyes glowed with a different sort of light.

Little Missy sneaked a glance at Wang Baole. She was extremely pleased with the effects she had engineered. She was about to amp it up when… Wang Baole let out a soft cough, lifted his right hand, and whipped out a bag of chips. He started munching noisily. The mood was instantly ruined…

The sounds of munching were especially piercing in the snowy realm. In an instant… the young woman in white turned around and gave Wang Baole a look.

Wang Baole seemed slightly embarrassed. He coughed softly and handed the snacks over.

"Do you want some too? I didn't think that we could conjure up snacks in this realm. They taste exactly the same as the snacks in the real world… try some. This is barbeque flavored…"

"No thanks!" Little Missy sucked in a deep breath. She shoved down the growing rage inside her and forced herself to remain calm and maintain her composure. She leveled a cool gaze at Wang Baole. Her experience told her that this look of hers would make anyone feel ashamed of themselves.

That was indeed what happened. Under her gaze, Wang Baole started to feel sheepish. He kept his snacks and pulled out a bottle of Ice Spirit Water. He drank a small gulp, then kept looking at Little Missy as he continued drinking.

The woman in white instinctively lifted her hand to her forehead as she watched Wang Baole's series of actions. She felt as if she had been playing the lyre to an unappreciative bull. A sense of resignation rose inside her. She lifted her right hand in a sudden wave, and an illusory jade slip appeared before Wang Baole.

"The Myriad Wood Ice Heart Art. This is the Foundation Establishment realm technique most suitable for you. That's the reason you have come here, right? Just take it and leave."

Wang Baole's eyes flashed. He seemed slightly embarrassed. He wasted no time in grabbing the jade slip, though. After a quick glance, he realized that the method revolved around the wood element in the five elements. It seemed slightly convoluted and difficult to understand, and it didn't feel as impressive as the Five Elements Unification Mystic Art. He was slightly disappointed. He looked at Little Missy and opened his mouth as if wanting to say something.

"What is it? Out with it!" The woman in white robes saw the look on Wang Baole's face and raised her eyebrow.

Wang Baole perked up when he heard Little Missy ask him to speak up. He hurriedly voiced his request, adding an important last note.

"I want something really powerful. It'd be great if it's a technique that can strike fear into people's hearts as soon as they see it!"

Her eyes sharpened into a glare when she heard what he said. She decided to teach the ambitious Wang Baole a lesson he would never forget. As a cultivator, he should be taught to be realistic about his potential and not to run before he could walk. How else would he be able to enter the league of the great and extraordinary? An imperceptible flicker flashed past her eyes, and she coughed.

"Is that so… let me think then… yes, I do have a legendary mystic technique with me. It is everything you're asking for. Once it is unleashed, it'll move heaven and earth. It'll strike fear into the hearts of everyone who witnesses it. They'll be scared out of their wits!"

"A legendary mystic technique?" Upon hearing those words, Wang Baole immediately perked up. He straightened up and listened carefully.

"That's right, a legendary mystic technique that's many times more powerful than the Myriad Wood Ice Heart Art. They're leagues apart. If you can master it, you'll be nearly invincible. It has a really nice name, called… Corpse Face!"

"Its full name is… the Dark Corpse Face Art! How's that? Doesn't it sound really powerful?" She whirled around and looked at Wang Baole with eyes bright with the light of encouragement.

"It sounds… really powerful. But why do I feel that the name sounds a bit scary?" Wang Baole froze for a moment before scratching his head.

"You may feel that, but your enemy's going to be even more frightened when they see it in action!" she said firmly. The encouragement in her eyes grew brighter, and she even patted him on the shoulder.

"This… that seems to make sense…" Wang Baole stuttered. The woman in white didn't give him time to think. She immediately explained in detail how the Dark Corpse Face Art worked.

The Dark Art involved a certain kind of substance found within the Spirit Qi. The woman in white explained to Wang Baole that humankind's understanding of Spirit Qi was still lacking. Even though the typical cultivator could release Spirit Qi, he couldn't fully absorb it. There always remained a small portion that resisted absorption and would be expelled naturally from the human body.

Ninety-nine percent of all cultivation techniques found on Earth possessed the ability to expel such substance during the cultivation process. That was how cultivation could continue without a hitch.

In actuality though, the expelled substance could also be used for cultivation. That was how the so-called Dark Arts were born!

Where she had come from, the expelled substance found in Spirit Qi was called the Dark Spirit Qi!

Practicing the Dark Art allowed one to absorb the Dark Spirit Qi, forming a wisp of Dark Fire inside one's body, and the flame was capable of burning anything in the world. Its power was so great that it was beyond what words could describe. It was the opposite of ordinary Spirit Qi and of a greater caliber. That was why, to a certain extent, it could defeat all other types of cultivation!

When practicing the Dark Art, one would be able to form a wisp of Dark Fire inside one's body during the early-stage Foundation Establishment realm. After reaching the mid-stage of the Foundation Establishment realm, another wisp of Dark Fire would be born. If one were able to generate a third wisp of Dark Fire, one would be able to ride on the creation of the third fire wisp and propel themselves from the mid-stage to the late-stage Foundation Establishment realm!

When the time came, the three wisps of Dark Fire would fuse into one and form a Baneful Flame. That was when the cultivator would advance to the perfected Foundation Establishment realm!

This Dark Art was also referred to as Corpse Face because of what the technique did. It shared the same name as its effects!

The cultivator would use the Dark Fire to paint on his opponent's face. First the Corpse Eyebrows, then the Corpse Eyes, followed by the nose and lips, finally forming a… Corpse Face!

Once the Corpse Face was formed, it would explode and destroy everything!

After listening to Little Missy's description, Wang Baole's eyes widened, and he sucked in a sudden breath of air. He could feel a chill shivering up his spine, then spreading throughout his body. This Dark Corpse Face Art was simply too freaky.

"This is…" Wang Baole hesitated. He had a feeling that Little Missy was playing him for a fool.

The glow of encouragement in the young woman's eyes grew brighter when she saw Wang Baole's hesitation. She went on a bit longer about how impressive the Dark Art was. When she saw that Wang Baole still remained doubtful, she glared.

"Tell me, Wang Baole. Since the beginning, when you were at the Ancient Martial realm till this day, have I ever led you down the wrong path?"

Wang Baole thought about Little Missy's words and was immediately assaulted by a sense of shame. It was true. Little Missy had treated him well since the beginning; she had never lied to him.

"I'll learn it! Little Missy is right. You've never lied to me!" Wang Baole nodded resolutely.

The young woman in white was extremely happy when she heard that. Then, for some unknown reason, she started feeling despondent. She couldn't remember the number of times she had played Wang Baole for a fool. Every time, she had been prepared to watch him make a fool of himself, but every time, the fatty had been able to exceed her expectations. She didn't know if it was something in his blood or something else. She had almost begun to doubt herself…

This time, though, nothing like the Golden Body will happen. This is the legendary forbidden mystic technique. I had looked down on the Myriad Wood Ice Heart Art then too and didn't want to practice it. This was how my mother taught me a lesson and made me see the reality of things. That was how I rose to join the league of the powerful and exceptional… even I didn't manage to master the Dark Art. Not to mention the hardship I'd gone through trying to learn it. Finally, I'll get to see someone else suffer. I don't believe he can master it!

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Chapter 289: A Transfer!

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Wang Baole left the hallucination realm with his faith in Little Missy intact and great hopes for the Dark Corpse Face Art. He immediately started practicing in the cave abode.

However, regardless of how hard he tried to sense the Dark Spirit Qi in the Spirit Qi around him, he couldn't make heads or tails of it. He didn't believe that he couldn't do it and poured in more effort studying. At the same time, he also began cultivating the Lightning Dao: First Volume.

If there had been no basis for comparison in the first place, he wouldn't have realized how difficult the Dark Art was. The Lightning Dao: First Volume was a mysterious mystic technique. It was obviously a challenging technique to learn and master. If that weren't the case, the Ethereal Dao College wouldn't have restricted its practitioners to those with a Foundation Establishment core formed from a fully intact artifact.

When compared with the Dark Art though, Wang Baole was caught by the realization that… the Lightning Dao: First Volume was much simpler than the Dark Art. Others would be flabbergasted if they knew this was how he felt.

With a different point of reference came a different perspective.

Time passed steadily. Soon, a month had gone by. In that month, he had risen from the True Breath realm to the Foundation Establishment realm. His cultivation level had exceeded the required cultivation for a Deputy Pavilion Head at the Dharmic Armament Pavilion. It was no longer appropriate for him to remain in his current post in the Dharmic Armament Pavilion.

The organizational structure in the four Dao Colleges was slightly different from that in the other political institutions. His position as the Deputy Pavilion Head of the Dharmic Armament Pavilion, for example. If it had been an equivalent position in another political establishment, it wouldn't have fallen to a True Breath realm cultivator to take up the role. At the very least, the position would have gone to a Foundation Establishment realm cultivator.

The four Dao Colleges were different though. Tradition dictated that all disciples who reached the Foundation Establishment realm would have to join the Federation. They would train and continue their cultivation in the various government departments. This was why a True Breath realm cultivator could hold the position of a Deputy Pavilion Head in a Dao College.

In the same month, Chen Yutong had already shed his role as Deputy Pavilion Head and taken up office in the Federation Capital. His Deputy Pavilion Head position had laid the foundation for his promotion to his next office, which was of a higher status when compared to the other cultivators who had recently reached the Foundation Establishment realm.

The other disciples who had reached the Foundation Establishment realm in the most recent Mystic Luna Realm episode had also received their transfer orders in the same month. They had gone their separate ways and begun their deployment and life after reaching the Foundation Establishment realm.

This was the case for Lu Zihao as well; he had been transferred to Venus. He intended to send a warning to Wang Baole before he left, to let Wang Baole know that they were all Foundation Establishment realm cultivators now. He wanted Wang Baole to stop addressing him as his son whenever he saw him.

However, he recalled the series of violent and brutal acts committed by Wang Baole on the moon and decided not to risk offending the latter. Erring on the side of safety wouldn't go against his principles…

Zhuo Yifan didn't choose to leave. He decided to remain in the college and was made the Pavilion Head of the Combat Pavilion. Even though his cultivation had reached the Foundation Establishment realm, the Combat Pavilion was a unique place. Having a Foundation Establishment realm cultivator as a Pavilion Head wasn't something forbidden.

As for Zhao Yameng, Wang Baole had his guesses. Her family background must have been pretty impressive for her home to be in the Federation Capital. He wasn't surprised when she came to bid farewell and inform him that she was leaving for an office in the capital city. He gave her a strong hug, then spoke just as she narrowed her eyes and was about to say something.

"Yameng, take care of yourself. Let me know if anyone bullies you. We're all part of the Male Gods Society and brothers to one another!"

Zhao Yameng heard what Wang Baole said and gave him a deep, unfathomable look. Then, she smiled gently and left.

Throughout the month, Wang Baole saw many people off, but the transfer orders for him didn't arrive. Wang Baole found this surprising.

Is it because they aren't sure where to put me? That's good news. I may be in for a surprise! Wang Baole became excited at the thought. He had a mind to seek Bunny out, but he found out that she was still in seclusion.

That made him slightly mopey. He stood outside the Alchemy Pavilion, staring and sighed.

Bunny won't turn into an old bunny after she comes out from seclusion, right…? The Alchemy Pavilion is trying to drive a wedge between two lovers! Bunny, my mother forced me to go for matchmaking sessions. I turned them all down for you!

Dispirited, Wang Baole remembered Du Min. He then found out that Du Min had left the college with a few other Combat Pavilion disciples on a mission.

Utterly bored out of his mind, Wang Baole went back to his cultivation. He began to craft and stock up on his previously expended stock of Numinous Treasures as well. The remainder of his time was spent in seclusion, practicing the two mystic techniques.

He had a plan set out. The Lightning Dao: First Volume would allow him to form the first lightning bolt inside his body, and the Dark Art would give him the Dark Fire once mastered.

Both mystic arts would enhance his battle prowess while he was still at the Foundation Establishment realm, and his green lotus further augmented his physical capabilities. He thought himself quite powerful already.

Another month passed, and Wang Baole's transfer orders still didn't arrive. He was starting to feel anxious. He thought for very long and decided that he would wait for another month. If the transfer orders still didn't appear then, he would seek the Sect Lord for answers.

By now, most of the familiar faces in the college had left. There were many in the Dharmic Armament Pavilion who continued to treat him civilly and with respect, but it all felt meaningless.

Fortunately, he still had Liu Daobin at his side. That made Wang Baole feel slightly better. He thought about how he was going to be deployed soon. In the remaining time he had, while waiting for his transfer order, Wang Baole started making plans for promotions and advancements.

He made arrangements for Liu Daobin and the other subordinates who had followed him from the Lower Academy Island. Liu Daobin especially had passed the Armament Soldier Assessment while Wang Baole had been cultivating in the Mystic Luna Realm. He was made the person-in-charge of the College Administrative Department.

The others were also assigned their respective offices. They would work closely with Chen Yutong's subordinates to ensure that the Dharmic Armament Pavilion remained under their control even after Chen Yutong and Wang Baole left.

Wang Baole even made a trip to the Lightning Domain. He endured the lightning blasts and made it through the final two bouts of lightning strikes, being rewarded with the final two mystic techniques. He gained the full set of mystic techniques from the Lightning Domain and was now able to wield… the Electromagnetic Pulse!

He realized that he would gain a better effect if he practiced the Lightning Dao: First Volume inside the Lightning Domain. As a result, he spent most of his remaining time there.

Wang Baole finally obtained his first lightning talisman and had it tattooed on his right leg. He could feel the pulsating power of a lightning bolt inside his right leg. He still hadn't made any headway with the Dark Art, but by then, his transfer orders had finally arrived.

The Sect Lord summoned him to Sky Path Island and personally met him. In the great hall of the Sky Path Island, he presented two options before Wang Baole!

"Baole, you're aware of the college tradition. Because of the attention you drew during your time in the Mystic Luna Realm, the Federation has given your deployment a great deal of consideration. They finally came to a decision, though you still have the final say!

"The first option is to remain in the college. You will become the Pavilion Head of the Dharmic Armament Pavilion and receive a Primary Rank Five Noble! A True Breath realm Pavilion Head isn't given a noble title. Only Foundation Establishment realm cultivators are entitled to a noble title!

"The other option is to take up office in the Martian Colony. The exact position will be decided by the Martian Colony Governor after you arrive. Don't worry, you'll be guaranteed a position that is befitting of a Primary Rank Five Noble!"

The Ethereal Dao College Sect Lord sat in the great hall and looked at Wang Baole before him. He smiled as he spoke.

"A Primary Rank Five Noble?" Wang Baole said, stunned. His breathing quickened. Having diligently studied the autobiographies of high ranking officials, he was no stranger to the Federation ranking system. However, it had all seemed like a distant future before he had reached the Foundation Establishment realm. It was something that could only be acquired after he had entered the government ranks of the Federation.

The Sect Lord smiled at Wang Baole's excitement. He had long ago heard from someone about Wang Baole's dream to become the Federation President. He pointed at Wang Baole and laughed.

"You should know a thing or two about the Federation rank system. More than others, at least. Let me refresh your memory so that you have a clearer understanding.

"The Federation rank system can be broken down into nine ranks and further split into eighteen classes. The highest rank is the Primary Rank One, and the lowest the Secondary Rank Nine. The Federation President is the only Primary Rank One Noble now. The Vice President and the Head Senator, as well as the Governors of the Martian and Venerian Colonies, are Secondary Rank One Nobles!

"The Sect Lords of the four Dao Colleges, like myself, are Primary Rank Two Nobles! The seventeen City Lords, including Lin You from Ethereal City and except the Head Senator, are Secondary Rank Two Nobles!

"The heads of the key departments in the Federation are Primary Rank Three Nobles. Their deputies and the Deputy Sect Lord of the four Dao Colleges are Secondary Rank Three Nobles!

"Below them in the hierarchy are Primary Rank Four Nobles and Secondary Rank Four Nobles. The grand elders in the respective Dao Colleges' Pavilions would fall in this tier!"

"Rank Five Nobles are mainly held by officials in the Federation. It is a symbolic title in the Dao College, not an actual noble title. The respective Pavilion Heads, for example, are Primary Rank Five Nobles. As a Deputy Pavilion Head, you can be considered a Secondary Rank Five Noble as well." The Sect Lord looked at Wang Baole after he was done with his explanation.

"Baole, tell me your answer. Do you choose to remain in the college or go to Mars?"

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Chapter 290: Destination Martian Colony City

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The gears in Wang Baole's head turned swiftly. This was no small matter. It was something that could decide his future. He decided he needed to give it some thought.

The Ethereal Dao College Sect Lord knew that such decisions couldn't be rushed. He waited patiently for Wang Baole's answer. After half an hour had passed, Wang Baole thought for a while then raised his head and looked at the Ethereal Dao College Sect Lord. He cupped his fists and bowed.

"Sect Lord, I have no idea which one is best for me. What do you think?"

"You little rascal!" The Ethereal Dao College Sect Lord smiled and gazed at Wang Baole with approval.

Wang Baole scratched his head and tried to appear like the simple and honest student he truly was. The Sect Lord witnessed his act and couldn't help himself. He pointed at Wang Baole again, shaking his head as he laughed. It wouldn't have been appropriate for him to advise Wang Baole if the latter hadn't asked for it. The Sect Lord mused for a while before speaking.

"You'll become a Primary Rank Five Noble if you stay in the college. When you reach the Core Formation realm in the future, with your exemplary records, you would be able to rise to the position of Grand Elder in the Dharmic Armament Pavilion. You'll at least be promoted to a Secondary Rank Four Noble. A Primary Rank Four Noble is also not beyond reach!

"Make a few adequate contributions to the Federation or college after that, and after you've gained more experience, you'll get a shot at becoming the Deputy Sect Lord of the Ethereal Dao College, which would place you at the Secondary Rank Three Noble!

"This is a more secure progression path with few risks. There are benefits to that. The cons of it, though… are that you'll have to take things step by step. Basically, you'll be investing a great deal of time to build your experience.

"As for the second option, which is to be deployed to Mars… the pros are that there are many chances for you to showcase yourself, making progression quicker, and the people you will get to know will be different from those in the college. The flipside, obviously, is that Mars has only been partially colonized. There's an element of danger. The chances of sudden and unexpected events happening are higher.

"I'd advise you to accept the deployment to Mars. If you can prove yourself while on Mars and get promoted to a Rank Four Noble, even if it's the Secondary Rank, and achieve the Core Formation realm, you can then transfer back to Earth. With your experience on Mars, you're almost guaranteed a deputy head position in a key Federation department and a Secondary Rank Three Noble!"

"This is the fastest way. It'll save you half the time!" The Sect Lord shared his true thoughts with Wang Baole without holding anything back.

Wang Baole listened carefully and considered what the Sect Lord had said. He nodded his head and bowed at the Sect Lord.

"As the Sect Lord commands!"

The meaning of his reply was multilayered. Wang Baole hadn't studied the high officials' autobiographies for nothing. With a few simple words, he had expressed both his stance and gratitude towards the Sect Lord.

The Ethereal Dao College Sect Lord smiled. He told Wang Baole to start his preparations as he would leave three days later. Then, the Sect Lord picked up the teacup next to him.

Upon seeing that, Wang Baole immediately took his leave. He left Sky Path Island and returned to the Upper Academy Island. He was in extremely high spirits and couldn't control his excitement and anticipation at going to Mars.

I'm gonna become a real government official! Wang Baole was extremely excited. He started packing as soon as he returned to his cave abode. He packed his materials for refining artifacts as well as items such as jade slips into his storage bracelet.

Then, he remembered the monster egg he had received from the military instructor during the Hundred Seedling cultivation camp. He had handed the egg over to Liu Daobin after and gotten his subordinates to help speed up the incubation process. He hurriedly sent a message to Liu Daobin and got him to bring the monster egg over.

Liu Daobin soon arrived with the monster egg. Wang Baole eyed the egg. It seemed slightly different from when he had last seen it. He tossed it into his storage compartment before exchanging a few words with Liu Daobin.

Liu Daobin was smart. He could tell Wang Baole was leaving. After inquiring further, he started buttering up Wang Baole and piling him with congratulations and compliments. Wang Baole was on cloud nine, and he kept smiling widely and laughing.

After a moment, he coughed and picked up his teacup. Liu Daobin got the message and left.

Wang Baole placed the teacup down. He stared at his cave abode and the Ethereal Dao College that he had been living in for a few years with great fondness. He was overwhelmed by emotions. He felt the past few years had sped by so quickly. Just a moment ago, he had been a handsome fatty tucking into his chicken drumstick on the cruiser to the college. Then, in the blink of an eye, he had become a prominent figure in the Federation who was about to head to Mars. There was something else, of course, which was most important…

Wang Baole stood before the mirror and stared. He was lost in his reflection.

I've lost weight, and become even more handsome! No wonder mother wanted to arrange matchmaking sessions. If I ever have a son who's just as good looking, I'll want to matchmake him too. Let other folks' daughters fall head over heels for him…Wang Baole smacked his stomach happily. It had recently regained size, and the flesh wobbled. He grew even more pleased.

I look so good even when I smack my stomach! His spirits high, Wang Baole thought he could understand exactly how his mother had felt. He decided.

When I have a son in the future, I'm going to name him Handsome Wang. When other people see me, they'll get to say, hey, that's Handsome Wang's handsome father! Wang Baole burst out into laughter. He thought it was a terrific idea. He started to look forward eagerly to his journey.

In the past, Wang Baole would have found three days too short a period. Now while he waited, he found time to have slowed to a crawl. Finally, the day of departure arrived. Wang Baole had completed his preparations early in the day, so he raced towards the port.

A space cruiser had been specially assigned to take him to Mars. It was already waiting at the port and ready for takeoff. The Sect Lord was there to see him off personally. Liu Daobin and a few other familiar faces—as well as many other unfamiliar faces from the Upper Academy Island who hadn't known Wang Baole very well but had heard of his various exploits and feats of extreme violence—were there as well. Wang Baole boarded the cruiser, then turned around and waved his goodbyes.

"Farewell, everyone. I'll be waiting for you on Mars!" Wang Baole shouted excitedly as the cruiser engines rumbled to life. As it slowly rose into the air, he saw a young woman in Dao robes running up the path towards the Alchemy Pavilion's mountain peak. She stood at its highest point and waved at him frantically. She seemed to be shouting.

"Brother Baole…"

At a single glance, Wang Baole immediately recognized that to be Bunny, whom he had sought out earlier but had still been in seclusion.

"Bunny!" Wang Baole was overjoyed. The cruiser was already taking off though, so he could only shout at the top of his lungs towards the mountain peak below him, where Bunny stood.

"Bunny, wait for me to come back. Don't always be in seclusion. I'm afraid the next time I see you, you'll be an old bunny…"

As his voice rang out, there was a sudden roar from the cruiser engines. The cruiser blasted away into the heavens. It stirred ripples in the skies and shot straight for the stars!

It left behind a crowd on the Upper Academy Island watching it speed away, a myriad of emotions in their eyes. Bunny stood on the peak of the Alchemy Pavilion, dismay and regret in her eyes.

Brother Baole, I promise to reach the Foundation Establishment realm by the time we meet again. I won't go into seclusion again after that!

Wang Baole's heart was filled with regret as well. He missed Bunny too. It was unfortunate that they missed each other again, but they still had a long future ahead of them and plenty of chances. Onboard the cruiser, Wang Baole stared at the lands below him that slowly curved and turned into a round planet Earth. He didn't stop staring until the cruiser entered space. That was when he withdrew his gaze and folded his legs into a cross-legged position. His journey to Mars had begun.

It was a boring trip. There were the occasional beams of light shooting by and glimmering lights, but most of the time, the scenery was a vast pitch-black. It might have been refreshing if it were his first time seeing it, but Wang Baole had seen enough of the same on his way back from the Mystic Luna Realm.

He started practicing his two mystic techniques. He had already gotten some headway with the Lightning Dao: First Volume, so he chose to focus on the Dark Art now.

There were shards of the ancient green-bronze sword in space as well and hence, no lack of Spirit Qi. It might not be abundant, but Wang Baole could still sense it. The space cruiser approached Mars steadily as he continued his practice, continued his attempts, and continued to fail repeatedly.

It was difficult to tell the passing of time in space. Wang Baole suffered repeated failures in his attempts to learn the Dark Art. He was dejected. It was fortunate that they were arriving at Mars soon. His low spirits were given a boost by their approaching the colony.

The red planet soon appeared within sight. Wang Baole stood up excitedly, no longer troubled over his challenges in learning the Dark Art. His attention was fully captured by the dusty red planet that lay before him.

The planet was considerably smaller than Earth. Amongst the eight planets in the Solar System, it was the one second nearest to Earth. The first was Venus. This planet… was Mars!

Countless satellites orbited around Mars, and they immediately took over control of the space cruiser when it neared. They didn't slow the cruiser down but steered it in a different direction towards the Martian atmosphere.

Wang Baole shivered with excitement as he watched everything speed past as the cruiser shot through the red planet's atmosphere and appeared on Mars!

Wang Baole's breathing paused a beat, and he stood at the edge of the cruiser. With a single glance, he saw, sitting upon the dusty red lands, a rapidly approaching, increasingly large… city of spectacular proportions and immense majesty!

It was… the only colony city on Mars!

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Chapter 291: Mars's Deputy Governor!

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On the vast dusty red plains stood dozens of spheres, which were connected together to form an enormous city. The city didn't sit fully on land; instead, it floated within the large spheres.

There were three dozen of those spheres, and each one of them was enormous and the size of half an Ethereal City. The entire city was the size of more than a dozen Ethereal Cities.

There was an asymmetric beauty to it. It was a startling sight, indeed. The spheres on the lowest layer that formed the foundation of the city and carried its full weight were half buried in the ground, with the other half exposed. They held the weight of the other spheres, and together, the spheres formed the Martian City!

From outside, the city seemed to be spread out in a topsy turvy manner inside the spheres. Countless buildings and endless crowds filled the spheres, be it from the top, bottom, left, or right.

It was a spectacular sight, mind blowing to someone visiting for the first time. This was the case for Wang Baole. He stood on the cruiser and watched as the Martian Colony City rapidly approached, growing larger in size as they neared it. His heart couldn't calm down.

Despite the wide coverage of the Federation media, Mars remained a mystery. Dissemination of information outside the planet wasn't permitted. As a result, there were few audiovisual recordings of the colony city. The few that had been allowed release to the non-Martian public had been edited. What had been shown in them was nothing compared to what Wang Baole was seeing with his own eyes.

As he stood reeling from shock and amazement, the cruiser slowed down. It was sucked into a sphere when it approached its left wing and neared its parameter. The cruiser landed in a port somewhere in the city.

With a low rumbling, it stilled. Wang Baole took a deep breath in, smoothened his shirt, then lifted his head and strolled out confidently.

Someone had already received news of his arrival and was waiting for him at the port. As soon as Wang Baole stepped out of the cruiser, a young man dressed in a white combat suit stood beneath the cruiser and cupped his fists towards Wang Baole in a deep salute.

He had just arrived, and already there was someone ready to receive him and treating him with the utmost respect. Wang Baole looked forward to his future life on Mars. He laughed out loud and pulled the other young man up to his feet, starting to chat happily with him.

After greeting Wang Baole, the young man verified Wang Baole's identity via his jade slip. Then, his face broke into a smile before he bowed again with a greater degree of respect and politeness.

"Pavilion Head Wang, our new Deputy Governor will personally assign you your new office. He is waiting for you. This way, please!"

The new Deputy Governor? Wang Baole froze. This was a pleasant surprise. He realized that the Ethereal Dao College Sect Lord must really favor him. The latter must have sent a message ahead of his arrival. Besides securing him a better posting, Wang Baole would also have someone to rely on while on Mars.

Wang Baole grew excited at the thought. He inhaled deeply and followed the young man in a white combat suit to leave the port. They boarded a personal city cruiser and sped towards the political center of the Martian Colony—Zone Eighteen!

The Martian Colony was formed from thirty-six enormous spherical city zones. They were named accordingly, with Zone Eighteen being the political center. The offices of the Governor and the Deputy Governor, as well as the headquarters of the three key administrative departments, were all in Zone Eighteen.

Wang Baole gazed out at the towering buildings and eccentric architecture as the cruiser sped past them. There were countless pedestrians on the walkways and numerous cruisers dashing past one another on what appeared to be roads. The entire Martian Colony City was bustling with life.

The Martian population was larger than the Ethereal City population. The colony city's considerably greater size resulted in multiple waves of immigration and a spike in the population. Wang Baole had read up on the Martian Colony in detail prior to his departure. He knew that this city was not merely a colony city. To a certain extent, it could be considered an autonomous city under the Federation's governing structure!

The Martian political structure was slightly different from the Federation's political structure. The officials from the lowest to the highest echelons of the administration hailed from the various political forces in the Federation. Besides the Governor, who answered to the Federation, the rest were self-governing bodies.

The military had its own base on Mars as well. They were affiliated with the Federation on Earth but functioned more like local warlords. The power the native Martians held wasn't to be underestimated either. They continued to remain a significant political force despite repeated suppressions by the Federation.

The other political forces had established their presence in the colony city as well. It was a chaotic place, a microcosm of the current political climate in the Federation on Earth, as well as a cultivation ground for the rising heirs of the various clans and sects.

Wang Baole gazed at the world outside while reorganizing what he had learned about Mars inside his head. He gained a greater understanding of the planet. Finally, the speeding cruiser reached Zone Eighteen and landed in a public square.

The public square was a vast patch of land, and around it grew red trees and other plant life. In the middle of the square sat a building in the shape of a flame, which was painted in red. It stood out in the open. Wang Baole could feel waves of heat surging from the building as soon as he stepped out from the cruiser.

"This is the Deputy Governor's personal office. Pavilion Head Wang, this way, please!" The young man in a white combat suit smiled lightly at Wang Baole and led the way. Wang Baole inhaled a deep breath. He lifted his head and stared at the flame-shaped building for a few long moments. Then, he followed the young man into the building.

A cool breeze welcomed him the moment he stepped inside, a stark difference from the heat outside. There was also Spirit Qi permeating the air, which instantly energized Wang Baole. He followed the young man to the highest level in the building.

There was a wooden door on this level. It was painted purple and shut.

This was clearly the Deputy Governor's office chambers. The young man in a white combat suit led Wang Baole to the door before retreating. Wang Baole smoothened his shirt out again. The various etiquettes he had read from the high officials' autobiographies came to his mind. He tried to look professional and competent. With a serious look on his face, he stepped forward and knocked firmly—not too loudly, but loud enough that the Deputy Governor would hear him—and slowly on the door.

He knocked exactly three times.

Three neat knocks resounded in the air. Wang Baole was secretly impressed. As a Dharmic Armament master, he could tell with a single knock that this was a century old wood. It had been soaked in Spirit Fluid for many years and was one of the better grade materials for refining artifacts.

The Martian Colony sure is rich… Wang Baole sighed. The doors swung inward slowly, revealing before Wang Baole a simple yet elegant office interior.

Spirit Qi emanated from the aged couches and the desk. The Spirit Qi within was so thick that the room seemed to be enveloped in fog.

Through the thick Spirit Qi, Wang Baole saw a landscape painting hanging on the wall before him. In the painting was a snowy mountain with a river flowing down it. On the river was a single boat, and on the boat, an old man. He was kneeling, facing the mountain, and seemed to be praying earnestly.

The other details were indiscernible. That was because a towering figure was obscuring part of the painting. The figure stood with his back towards Wang Baole. When Wang Baole's eyes fell on the man, he could feel a sudden oppressive force exuding from the latter. His heartbeat quickened. He could sense how powerful the man was.

A perfected Core Formation realm cultivator! Wang Baole had honed his skills at assessing the cultivation levels of Core Formation realm cultivators after his experience in the Mystic Luna Realm. He immediately sensed that the Deputy Governor was a perfected Core Formation realm cultivator. He hastily stepped forward and cupped his fists, extending a deep bow towards the man, who still had his back towards him.

"Greetings Deputy Governor, I'm Wang Baole!"

Wang Baole's voice bounced off the walls in the chambers as the doors behind him slid shut silently. The Spirit Qi mist in the room seemed to shift with an invisible wind, dispersing. All of a sudden, the towering figure before Wang Baole looked clearer.

Wang Baole observed the distinct silhouette, thinking it seemed familiar. Before he had time to recall where he might have seen it before, an even more familiar voice rang out from the man before him.

"Wang Baole…"

Wang Baole's eyes nearly popped out of his head when he heard that voice. He stopped breathing for a moment. He was about to say something when the person before him turned around and revealed the face of a middle-aged man. Wang Baole couldn't tell if he was smiling.

"We meet again!"

Giant… giant tree! There was an explosion inside Wang Baole's head as his soul almost fled his body.

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Chapter 292: One Step Away!

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The man who had just turned around and revealed his face to Wang Baole was… the giant tree mutation that he had crossed paths with multiple times, and whose road to the Nascent Soul realm had been wrecked by him!

Roaring waves of emotions stirred within Wang Baole, and his breath quickened. He retreated hurriedly, but the doors behind him had been shut. Some sort of array formation had obviously been set up in the room. Wang Baole retreated right up to the doors as beads of sweat dripped profusely from his forehead. He realized he had nowhere to run. His heartbeat started beating rapidly. His face tried to contort into a smile, though it would have been better if he had wept on the spot.

He was going crazy inside his head. Even in his wildest dreams, he wouldn't have expected to see the giant tree again when he arrived at Mars… the giant tree's presence meant one thing. It was clear that he… was the Martian Deputy Governor!

He was scared out of his wits. Wang Baole was prepared to whip out his Dharmic Armament. The gears in his head spun madly. He shouted immediately, in a strangled voice.

"Deputy Governor, I'm of the four Dao Colleges. I've received orders from the Federation President to be deployed here. Don't… don't you do anything rash."

The giant tree stared frostily at Wang Baole. He observed Wang Baole's actions and could tell the latter was extremely shocked and was prepared to fight for his life. He narrowed his eyes.

"It never occurred to you that the Federation President would grant me a legitimate identity, am I right? I'm now officially a member of the Federation, and the Deputy Governor of the Martian Colony."

"Do you know why?" the giant tree asked casually. Wang Baole saw that the giant tree had no intentions of fighting him and released a sigh of relief, though he didn't lower his guard.

He recovered from his shock quickly. Since the giant tree had been appointed Deputy Governor, he wouldn't easily harm him so openly. Wang Baole began to sense something amiss about his Martian deployment.

The giant tree must have something against me. He must have done something!Wang Baole moped. He sighed inwardly. He couldn't ignore the giant tree's question, though. He decided to bite the bullet and play along.

"Why…"

"Why? You're asking me why?" A fire was suddenly lit in the giant tree's eyes. He glared at Wang Baole and forced the words out as he clenched his teeth.

"It's because I was only one step away from the Nascent Soul realm. One step away. One step away! With my cultivation and fighting abilities, I'm not only capable of taking on the post of the Deputy Governor, but the post of Governor is also within my reach!" The giant tree glared at Wang Baole. His words reverberated in the chambers, sending shivers down Wang Baole's spine.

His scalp went numb. He had grown nervous when he had heard the giant tree mention "one step away" the first time. The second time he had said it, Wang Baole had been twitching in his skin. The third time, Wang Baole had hovered on the verge of tears. He no longer wanted to remain on Mars. He wanted to return home to Earth…

The giant tree glared frostily at Wang Baole. He appeared to be cold and filled with rage, but, in reality, his inner emotional state had been calm like an undisturbed lake since Wang Baole entered the room. Everything he was showing Wang Baole was a deliberate act. He noticed the look on Wang Baole's face and heard his thumping heartbeat. An imperceptible frown appeared on his brow, and something flickered in his eyes. Conclusions formed swiftly in his mind. He snorted.

"Your mission has been decided. I don't want to see your face again!" the giant tree said. He lifted his right hand, and a jade slip flew towards Wang Baole.

As soon as Wang Baole caught it, the doors behind him swung open. A force erupted from the jade slip and flung him out of the room before the doors slammed shut.

The giant tree ignored Wang Baole. As the doors slammed shut, the furious expression on his face vanished instantly, and a look of consideration took its place. He had no part in deciding Wang Baole's deployment to Mars.

In fact, if it were possible, he would like to keep the connection he had with Wang Baole a secret. Those were his exact thoughts when he had stood before Duan Muque and indirectly protected Wang Baole. Wang Baole was the equivalent of the fruit to him, his last chance at attaining the Nascent Soul realm.

If everything were to go according to his plan, he would have waited. He would wait until he gained the Federation's trust before making a move on Wang Baole. He would swallow the young man whole and bring his own body to perfection. He would use this chance to attain a breakthrough in his cultivation and achieve the Nascent Soul realm.

He never expected the Federation to issue orders for Wang Baole to be transferred to Mars. It was as if they were presenting Wang Baole to him on a silver platter, and he couldn't help but be suspicious.

Duan Muque, are you trying to test me? Aren't you afraid that I'll just wing it and devour Wang Baole, attaining the Nascent Soul realm? The giant tree frowned. He had developed an instinctive wariness of Duan Muque after the events in the Mystic Luna Realm. The man was unfathomable. He couldn't discern his thoughts.

After a long while, the giant tree took a deep breath. He had decided. He decided to maintain the status quo. Regardless of what Duan Muque had planned for him, he would be safe as long as he didn't take the bait.

As for Wang Baole's assigned office, it hadn't been his decision; the Federation had appointed it. He took a look, decided that it wasn't that fantastic a posting, and hence didn't bother interfering further.

At present, a distraught Wang Baole was fleeing the flame-shaped building. Once outside, he took a few deep breaths. He could feel a chill down his spine. He alternated between moping and going mad with anxiety. He immediately turned on his voice transmission ring and contacted the Sect Lord of the Ethereal Dao College.

As soon as the call got through, Wang Baole started shouting frantically.

"I've decided, Sect Lord. I live and die as part of Ethereal Dao College. I want to spend my whole life working for the college. I want to remain with the college. I want to become the Pavilion Head of the Dharmic Armament Pavilion. I want to spend the rest of my life contributing to the college mission!"

"I see you've met our Fellow Daoist Osmanthus. I only found out today that he's been appointed the Deputy Governor of the Martian Colony." The Sect Lord of the Ethereal Dao College sighed before continuing to speak.

"Your records have been transferred to the Martian Colony. They're now under his jurisdiction. According to the regulations, you have to serve a minimum of one year on Mars before I can transfer you back. The both of us are Primary Rank Two Nobles. We're of the same rank. That makes things difficult. Not to mention that he's only one step away from the Nascent Soul realm."

Upon hearing those words, Wang Baole's heart turned to ice. He clutched the voice transmission ring in his hands. He suddenly felt that there was no meaning in living anymore. Even the skies looked dark and hopeless.

"Sect Lord, please don't mention anything about being one step away from the Nascent Soul realm again. It frightens me…"

The Sect Lord sighed. He immediately consoled Wang Baole.

"Don't worry too much. Since our Federation President has been appointed the Deputy Governor, he is now a member of the Federation. He is bound by Federation regulations and won't do anything rash. Besides… there's still the Martian Colony Governor. She's a character. Even the Federation President accords her some degree of respect when he sees her.

"I'll try to think of something as well, and fight to get you transferred back as soon as possible."

They exchanged a few more words before Wang Baole finally ended the transmission with a tragic sigh. He had no tears left to shed. There was nothing left to do but accept his fate. After a long while, he lowered his head and stared at the jade slip in his hand with a glum face. He activated it with his Spirit Qi. After reading its contents, Wang Baole's earlier sorrow and fury grew.

What's this? Vice Dean of the Martian Dao Mountain Mist Academy? Me?

The Martian Colony had an immense population. The presence of the various political forces created a messy political scene. Said political forces even had some of their most abled cultivators stationed in the colony. Naturally, there was a need to build schools for the heirs and descendants of the powerful figures in the various political forces.

The colony itself needed such academies as well, and a multitude of academies mushroomed in the city. They didn't fall under the governance of the four Dao Colleges but were directly controlled by the colony.

Amongst the schools, two stood out. One was the Fire Spirit Academy, and the other was the Dao Mountain Mist Academy.

The two academies were special because they had another name in the Martian Colony City. They were also known as the academies for the rich!

The dean of an academy for the rich was a Secondary Rank Four Noble. Its vice dean was a Primary Rank Five Noble!

Damn you!

Asking me, an esteemed Foundation Establishment realm cultivator, one of the revered Hundred Seedlings of the Federation, a famous personality on Earth, to be the Vice Dean of a stupid school? I must be the most useless Primary Rank Five Noble there is! The one with the least power! If it had been some other occasion, Wang Baole would have quit, but he was reminded of the Deputy Governor. Wang Baole sighed. He felt that sometimes one had to be a coward about certain things. It wasn't anything to be ashamed of.

I've no choice. I'll just have to bear this for a while… then fight for a transfer after surviving one year, and get the hell out of here. Wang Baole slapped his forehead. He sighed again, then hurried dispiritedly in the direction of the Dao Mountain Mist Academy as directed by the jade slip.

Since he was already here and had nowhere else to go, Wang Baole decided to head for the stupid school and settle the matter of his accommodation.

Wang Baole sighed as he went along. He wove his way through the various city zones and finally arrived at Zone Twelve… the Dao Mountain Mist Academy.

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Chapter 293: Elites' Academy

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Wang Baole didn't waste any time in contacting the Dao Mountain Mist Academy on his way to the school, informing the school of his arrival. After that, he went on the Spirit Intranet and logged into the Martian Colony's official website. He began searching for information on the school.

As the other academy for rich kids on Mars, alongside Fire Spirit Academy, information about it was freely available and easily acquired online. Wang Baole had only needed to do a simple search and was able to amass tons of information about the school.

Dao Mountain Mist Academy had quite the reputation. As the second academy for the rich on Mars, its political background was complicated. All major political forces in the Federation had a stake in the school. The Trilunaris Corporation, especially, was the biggest stakeholder.

One wouldn't stray far from the truth if he had said that the Dao Mountain Mist Academy had been established for the heirs of Mars' powerful and influential. It was a top-class academy that taught nearly all subjects available. It wasn't in the same league as the four Dao Colleges. However, as an elementary academy that provided education for and nurtured students to the True Breath realm, it was a satisfactory alternative.

The academy's students were either born of wealth or nobility. That was how the title, elites' academy, had arisen and was used amongst the common folk.

The current dean hailed from the Trilunaris Corporation. He had stayed in his current appointment at the Dao Mountain Mist Academy for more than five years. Due to a myriad of reasons, his performance hadn't been exactly exemplary over the years. However, under his governance, the school hadn't encountered any major problems. Things ran smoothly.

What elites' academy. It's just a playground for a bunch of kids. Wang Baole browsed through the information on the school and snorted. He was displeased about his upcoming appointment as vice dean, which affected his perception of the school.

He soon changed his mind. That happened when he arrived at the school and got his first glance at the school gates.

The gates were… more than five hundred meters long. They were a majestic sight of carved dragons and sculpted phoenixes, and they exuded an air of elegant tradition. If one hadn't known it was a school, they would have thought they had arrived at the entrance of the Martian Colony Governor's Pavilion…

That wasn't the thing that sealed the deal. As a Dharmic Armament cultivator, Wang Baole quickly caught a refreshing scent in the air. He studied it carefully and couldn't control his subsequent shock.

The gates are actually built out of… Spirit Clay! They're worth so much more than the giant tree's doors! Wang Baole's eyes almost popped out of his head, and his breathing grew uneven. Spirit Clay was an ingredient used for refining artifacts. Its price was fixed and determined by weight, and it wasn't cheap. It was almost unbelievable that the school gates before him were constructed out of Spirit Clay. Even Wang Baole, who was at the Foundation Establishment realm, had to take a while to calculate the approximate cost for the building material.

His arrival coincided with the afternoon break. As he stood outside, blown away by the school gates, he caught sight of numerous luxurious cruisers dashing about inside and outside the school compound.

Wang Baole found a few of the cruisers familiar. He had seen similar ones at the Ethereal Fruit Feast, and a few were even more staggeringly luxurious. There were cruisers built out of diamonds, cruisers with jaw-dropping designs, and cruisers in the shape of monsters. Cruisers of all kinds could be found.

It would have been fine if everything had stopped there. As Wang Baole stood dazed by the sight, a teacher noticed Wang Baole at the gates. The academy had arranged for him to receive Wang Baole at the school gates after receiving the latter's message. He was a thin man in his middle age. He took great care in making sure Wang Baole was indeed the person he was waiting for, then walked hurriedly towards Wang Baole eagerly.

"Esteemed Fellow Daoist, are you Dean Wang Baole?"

Wang Baole was still caught in an emotional rollercoaster, shocked by the sight of the school gates and the students rushing hurriedly around him. He heard the teacher's question and looked over. After a brief exchange, the teacher verified Wang Baole's identity and became friendlier. He led Wang Baole into the school.

"Dean Wang, we've been waiting for you for so long. You're finally here." The middle-aged teacher smiled widely. As he led Wang Baole into the school, he started introducing the campus to Wang Baole.

The academy grounds were spread across three hundred acres of land. It had all manners of facilities and strong teaching staff. As Wang Baole strolled across the campus, he was accosted by the strong feeling of being in a garden instead of an actual school…

Man-made lakes, artificial mountains, and expansive lands could be seen everywhere. Spirit Qi permeated the campus. It was comparable to the Upper Academy Island in the Ethereal Dao College.

Everything fed into and clarified Wang Baole's understanding of what an elites' academy truly was… he saw many more students as he strolled along. His eyes bulged again. It seemed that… the female students in the academy, with the help of a quality diet, had bodies that were significantly more developed than their peers on earth hiding under their standardized uniforms.

He saw a youth walking out from a building with his hands behind his back. Many others of the same age followed behind him. They were picking Spirit Stones out from their storage bracelets as they walked… all who cupped their fists and greeted the youth when they saw him would immediately receive Spirit Stones from the latter's followers…

"What… what is he doing? Does his family own a Spirit Stone mine?" Wang Baole was lost.

"Don't bother with him, Dean Wang. He's from the Trilunaris Corporation. They call this act of giving out Spirit Stones posturing!" The teacher remained unruffled as he explained.

"Posturing…" Wang Baole muttered. He didn't know what to say. He felt like a beggar standing outside the imperial palace. There was some strange power that prevented his imagination from running wild.

A dazed Wang Baole continued to be shocked by the sights that he came across and continued his slow acclimatization to the alien environment as he was brought to the dean's office. As soon as he stepped inside the office, he saw an old man with a significant paunch—like his doppelganger but twice his size—lifting himself from the couch with great difficulty. He had a wide smile on his face.

The old man was the current dean of the Dao Mountain Mist Academy.

Wang Baole knew that standing before him was the man who would be his superior for the entirety of the next year. Despite his dissatisfaction towards his appointment, he had indeed been bowled over by the grandeur of the school. He instinctively followed the teachings he had gleaned from the high officials' autobiographies as well as lessons he had learned from Liu Daobin, and put on an appearance of respect.

The old dean was encouraged by Wang Baole's arrival. He welcomed Wang Baole with great enthusiasm, then pulled Wang Baole down to sit with him. After noticing that Wang Baole only took up half the seat and that his expression remained respectful towards him, displaying none of the arrogance one might have gained from a recent spike in popularity, the dean's smile grew warmer.

He chatted casually with Wang Baole and shared a bit about the school. Then, he finally said earnestly.

"Baole, I'm an old man. I no longer have the energy to manage the academy. Your responsibilities from now on will be great. But you're young and a graduate from the Ethereal Dao College, so this shouldn't be any problem for you.

"The kids in our school are either from rich families, have parents who are in the upper management of the Martian Colony administration, or have ancestors who made great contributions to the colony. In other words… they all come from impressive backgrounds. Their parents have great hopes for them. They want their kids to grow up excellent…

"Our responsibilities are great. Our school's mission is to groom them to become future talents. This will be the main focus of your work. The school also has more than eight hundred teachers who fall under your supervision."

After another round of encouragement, the old dean brought Wang Baole around and introduced him to the rest of the school management. He affirmed Wang Baole's appointment. Regardless of their true thoughts, the rest in the management team appeared to be respectful and polite towards Wang Baole. He was after all a Primary Rank Five Noble. Excluding the old dean, he was the highest ranking and the one with the most authority in the school.

Before the old dean left, he requested Wang Baole to help with something.

"Baole, something happened a while back to the teacher in charge of the Dharmic Armament class. The teacher has since left. The replacement hasn't yet arrived. Could you help to take over the teaching of the class in the meantime?"

The old dean treated Wang Baole with kindness and friendliness throughout their entire exchange. Part of it was because of Wang Baole's reputation and his background, while a great part of it was due to the dean's character and age.

Wang Baole was someone who reciprocated kindness with kindness. He agreed to the dean's request.

"It's good to be young." The old dean patted Wang Baole on the shoulder, then left smiling.

Wang Baole watched the old dean's rotund figure wobble down the corridor. He seemed like he might trip and fall at any moment. After the dean reached the end of the corridor and disappeared, Wang Baole turned around started to familiarize himself with the school. This was after all his first day at work. He had an obligation to do what was necessary, even if his heart wasn't in it.

A department head of the school soon located Wang Baole. He made arrangements for Wang Baole's accommodations and also asked if he might need an assistant.

There were also many personal records belonging to teachers and students, as well as many other administrative tasks, that required Wang Baole's attention. Wang Baole was busy for the rest of the day, and it was nightfall when he finally had a moment to catch his breath.

After a whole afternoon's work, Wang Baole got a greater understanding of the inner workings of the Dao Mountain Mist Academy.

This is a school where the students reign supreme… they're not interested in learning at all, and the teachers have no control over them. After all, there's the troublesome political backing behind each student that the teachers have to consider. It's enough to give them a migraine… Wang Baole could feel a headache coming as he placed the files down.

The old dean said that our mission is to groom them into talents… that's an impossible task. Wang Baole frowned. He felt that the Dao Mountain Mist Academy was more a childcare center than an actual school…

The teachers here aren't teachers. They're nannies! Wang Baole had already been dissatisfied with his appointment. At present, after learning more about the school, the displeasure in his heart grew.

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Chapter 294: A Terrific Start

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Wang Baole shook his head as he placed the documents down. He returned to the accommodations the school had prepared for him. It was a three-story pavilion built at the edge of a man-made lake. Thick Spirit Qi permeated the air, and the surroundings were quiet and peaceful. Wang Baole sat down at the edge of the lake and began to recall the events of the past day. He sighed.

First, it's bumping into the giant tree, then it's an appointment in a school… I'm one of the Hundred Seedlings, the best looking guy in the Federation. I'm aiming for the stars. I shouldn't be here doing the job of a nanny! Wang Baole sighed with frustration. He was still fretting over his meeting with the giant tree.

The school environment wasn't bad, but it was still incomparable to being a Pavilion Head in the Ethereal Dao College.

Forget it. Since I'm already here, I might as well put in a bit of effort. Quickly finish the year and have the Sect Lord transfer me back…

At that thought, Wang Baole sighed again. He set aside his anxieties about the giant tree and returned to his pavilion. Sighing once more at the school's extravagance, he sat down cross-legged and was silent the rest of the night.

The next morning, Wang Baole went to his office. He wasn't in the mood to handle the various administrative school matters, nor was he in the mood to read through the staff and student records. He snacked on his tidbits while contemplating giving his Numinous Treasures another round of major upgrades.

As he was deep in thought, musing about upgrading his Numinous Treasures and contemplating how to carry out the exercise as well as the cost required for it, he received a notification. The class he was supposed to take over temporarily was about to begin.

I wonder how Zhuo Yifan and Zhao Yameng are doing now. No matter what, they must be having a better time than me. Wang Baole had little interest in the class he was going to teach. However, since he had promised the old dean, he would do it. He grabbed the textbooks for the class and walked to the classroom.

He could hear the loud and noisy chatter in the classroom even before he stepped inside. He pushed the door open and walked in.

It was a relatively small classroom comprised of approximately thirty-odd students. The class was split equally into boys and girls. Students were sitting, standing, and even walking about. There was a slight lull in the class chattering when he came in. The students' eyes honed in on Wang Baole.

"A new Dharmic Armament teacher?"

"Hmm, he looks familiar."

"You guys haven't been keeping up with the news. He's Wang Baole, one of the Federation's Hundred Seedlings. He's the new vice dean!" The thirty-odd male and female students engaged in a hushed, heated discussion. Many seemed to perk up in attention when they found out who Wang Baole was.

Wang Baole assessed the students as they stared at him. He noticed, with some displeasure, that one of the youths was the one who had been posturing yesterday. Fortunately, the female students in the class were rather well-endowed and pleasing to the eye. This helped to improve Wang Baole's mood.

I should persuade the school to change the uniforms. They're too big. That's not helpful to the students' physical development at all. Wang Baole coughed. Then, he slammed his palm on the desk.

"Let's begin!"

The students made their way to their desks leisurely. When they looked at Wang Baole, it was more with interest than respect.

Wang Baole couldn't care less. Him being here as a temporary substitute teacher was simply a gesture on his part.

Let's get the class over and done with so that I can go back and run through the upgrading and refinement of my Numinous Treasures. Wang Baole retracted his gaze. His heart was simply not in the pseudo-nanny job. He pulled out a bag of chips and started munching in front of the class. As the students stared incredulously at him, he started teaching.

Wang Baole followed whatever was written in the textbook, occasionally throwing in his personal knowledge of Dharmic Armaments. The former was standard information, while the latter was clearly priceless knowledge that encapsulated his understanding of Dharmic Armaments. The students, though, clearly lacked focus and discipline.

Except for a few native Martians who listened attentively to his teachings, the other students from families of the various political forces had initially paid attention at the beginning of class—largely due to an interest in Wang Baole—before they soon lost their interest in the lesson.

Those from the Five Generation Sky Clan all had supercilious looks on their faces, growing increasingly scornful of Wang Baole. There were also those from the Galactic Dusk Sect. The Mystic Luna Realm fiasco had been a great blow to the Galactic Dusk Sect. However, their parents were from the Martian Colony and were barely affected by the affair. Not that it prevented them from displaying the natural coldness and dispassion bred into their bones.

There were also a few students from the Plume Manifestation Connate Sect. The heirs of the disciples from the two main sects could choose their own sect. This was, however, not strictly enforced. Many chose to send their children to a school on Mars to undergo basic cultivation and education.

The posturing youth and his posse were from the Trilunaris Corporation. They seemed to have fallen into the habit of idleness and indolence. They kept talking in hushed tones to one another, engaging in the occasional bragging.

In the span of a lesson, Wang Baole went through five bags of snacks. He wiped his mouth and was about to leave, wanting to head back and run through the upgrades for his Numinous Treasures. However, as he was about to step out of the classroom, one of the students stood up and shouted. It was the youth with the posturing antics, the one who had made such a deep impression on Wang Baole.

"Teacher, please wait!"

He hurried towards Wang Baole with his minions following closely behind. He stood in front of Wang Baole and blocked the latter's path to the door.

Wang Baole paused in his steps and raised his eyebrow. His mood hadn't taken a turn for the better since he had arrived on Mars. He glared at the person who dared stand in his way. He was about to speak when the youth smiled lightly and put on an appearance of maturity and experience. He cupped his fists towards Wang Baole and said casually.

"Teacher, I heard that the puppets you make are ultra-realistic. They're famous throughout the Federation. Are they for sale?"

The other students immediately raised their heads curiously and looked at Wang Baole. A few who seemed to have heard of his puppets had a look of interest on their faces.

Wang Baole was caught by surprise. He didn't expect the youth to ask about his puppets. Pleasure surged within him as he wondered if his puppets had indeed become so well-known. Still, he kept a poker-faced expression.

"You have a sharp eye for a kid. However, those things aren't good for health. Don't obsess over puppets. They're not toys. You can get one when you become an adult!" Wang Baole glanced at the youth before dishing out a few words of reprimand and continuing on his way.

The youth panicked at Wang Baole's indifference and shouted hurriedly.

"Teacher, I'm already an adult. My dad just bought me a hotel on Mars as a coming-of-age present. It's located right in front of the Fire Spirit Academy. It's a great spot. I'll exchange that for one of your puppets!"

"What?" Wang Baole paused in his tracks. He turned back and stared at the youth with shock in his wide eyes.

"A hotel for a puppet?"

"That's right, teacher. Are you going to do it or not?" The youth jerked his chin up proudly. He had a look that proclaimed loudly about how rich and grown-up he was.

Wang Baole sucked in a breath of air. Regardless of the other's family background, he still found the entire thing incredulous. He couldn't help but think that maybe the people of the Trilunaris Corporation had all become idiots from the sheer wealth they possessed. He couldn't control his curiosity, and he asked.

"Why? There are many people who make puppets. Why are you buying them from me?"

Upon hearing the question, the youth raised his chin higher and said arrogantly.

"Jin Duoming has your puppets by his side. I saw them when I returned to Earth a while back, and he kept showing them off in front of me. I won't take this lying down. I want one too. I want the exact same female puppet!"

Wang Baole gave the smug youth before him a deep, meaningful look. He had an odd expression on his face. If he were this kid's father, he would smack him to hell and back. The kid was an absolute disaster.

Seems like the people from the Trilunaris Corporation aren't normal. They're all prodigal sons and daughters… Jin Duoming used a Dharmic Armament to exchange for a fragment, and this kid is exchanging his hotel for a puppet… Wang Baole sighed. He seemed to keep running into ultra-rich folks. He felt more and more resigned to his fate. His destiny seemed to be providing more ways for these rich people to spend their money.

If that's the case, I shouldn't go against what fate has presented before me. At that thought, Wang Baole took in a deep breath. A bright smile appeared on his face, and he patted the youth on the shoulder.

"Kid, you have a bright future!" Wang Baole pulled out the puppet he was asking for immediately, and they completed the transaction. Wang Baole walked out of the classroom happily with the transfer deed in his hands. Inside the classroom, the youth also stared happily at his puppet, his eyes glowing with excitement and pleasure.

When Wang Baole reached his office, he stopped, suddenly, a few steps before the door. He smacked his forehead.

That's not right. My intentions are to be transferred out. Why did I start a business on Mars… He had mixed feelings at that juncture. He wouldn't be able to move the hotel when he left, and it would be a waste to sell it off as well. He had done some research on Mars before he had arrived. Property on Mars was precious and worth a great deal of money.

Forget it, let's not think too much about it now. This is still considered a terrific start on Mars. Wang Baole's mood improved visibly. He hummed as he pushed open the door to his office. The Dao Mountain Mist Academy didn't seem as bad as he had initially thought it to be.

Should I make a few more puppets to stand around in class and help with future lessons? Wang Baole was tempted to do that. It seemed like a good path to riches and wealth.

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Chapter 295: A Familiar Face

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As vice dean of the Dao Mountain Mist Academy, he had plenty of things to busy himself with if he wanted to. However, he could carve out chunks of free time for himself if he wanted to as well.

The latter was what Wang Baole was doing. He returned early to his pavilion and continued running through the upgrades of his Numinous Treasures in his head. He finally completed the organization of all his Numinous Treasures late in the night. That was when he commenced the actual crafting and refinement.

After he reached the Foundation Establishment realm, Wang Baole realized that the bottleneck he had encountered in the past during his attempts at crafting fourth-grade Numinous Treasures had disappeared with the advance in his cultivation. That was why he had begun to upgrade and enhance his Numinous Treasures.

This grand project required a substantial expenditure. Fortunately, Wang Baole had adequate savings. He disregarded the cost of the materials and started refining his Numinous Treasures.

He didn't stop his cultivation either. He continued practicing the Lightning Dao: First Volume and could feel the lightning tattoo within his right leg growing stronger. It was ready to release a bolt of lightning with the kick of his leg.

This seemed to have something to do with the lightning mystic techniques he had acquired in the Lightning Domain. He had made some progress with the Lightning Dao: First Volume, but his progress with the Dark Art was slow, which made him anxious. Every time he forced himself to go through practicing the latter, he would feel an agonizing pain in his entire body. It felt as if his blood and flesh were being torn apart. Wang Baole had no choice but to stop.

Why is this Dark Art so difficult to master? Wang Baole could feel a headache coming. He could only set the Dark Art aside and concentrate on the Lightning Dao: First Volume. That was how he spent the next three days.

Wang Baole completed his cultivation three days later. He had perfected the first level of the Lightning Dao: First Volume. He had also exhausted the materials he had on refining his Numinous Treasures and needed to buy more.

Wang Baole went on the Spirit Intranet and did a detailed search on the Martian City. He wanted to locate a store that had a more comprehensive range of materials for sale, then purchase them in one go. The focus of his purchase was to obtain materials for refining his scabbard.

I need a lot more Spirit Stones to refine Armament Sand. Wang Baole's head started pulsing with pain when he thought about how much Armament Sand was required to upgrade his scabbard. It was something he had to do, however. His encounters in the Mystic Luna Realm had taught him how extraordinary his scabbard truly was. He wasn't just referring to the gray mosquito inside the scabbard; he was also thinking about the black and purple mosquitoes. He could almost imagine the extent of power he would have once he could control them.

I have to speed up the refinement process of the scabbard! Wang Baole took a deep breath. He continued his search on the Spirit Intranet, and, after locating a store that fulfilled his requirements, he immediately took out his cruiser and left the academy. He headed for the store.

There were no restrictions on flying in the Martian Colony, meaning many cruisers were dashing about in the city. Wang Baole's cruiser was actually of quite a good make. However, it appeared common in the crowd of cruisers. He lamented at how rich the Martian Colony was again before he caught sight of the store he was heading towards. Suddenly, in the skies ahead, a wave of inscriptions expanded in the air.

Everyone watched as the wave rippled outward. All cruisers caught within the wave malfunctioned instantly. Control of the cruisers seemed to be wrested from the drivers, and they paused and hovered in mid-air.

Wang Baole's cruiser did the same. He froze in surprise and stared ahead cautiously. The people in the cruisers around him seemed unfazed as if this was a normal occurrence. A few did step out of their cruisers, but most simply waited patiently inside.

Sounds of hushed discussions rose in the air.

"What's going on these few days? The Colony Disciplinary Order seems to be conducting more random searches."

"Guess something must have happened again. I heard a heretic cultivator appeared a while back…"

Wang Baole heard the discussions when he stepped outside. The mention of the Colony Disciplinary Order drew his attention. He soon saw seven to eight pitch-black cruisers dashing past. They exuded a foreboding air, and the pitch-black color had a somber, murderous feel to it. They seemed to be searching for something as they approached. They left after some time.

The wave of inscriptions vanished with the departure of the pitch-black cruisers, and all cruisers regained function. As Wang Baole continued his journey, his eyes fell on the distant pitch-black cruisers; they were glowing with envy.

The Colony Disciplinary Order? That's one of the three key departments on Mars.Wang Baole sighed. It was the department he had looked forward to joining the most. He had done thorough research on the Martian government structure before his trip and knew that Mars had three key departments—the Military Council, the City Administrative Department, and the Colony Disciplinary Order.

The Military Council was the Martian military, the City Administrative Department served a similar function as the Federation government and was responsible for the running of the Martian Colony City, and the Colony Disciplinary Order was responsible for policing and upholding the city laws.

The three key departments branched out further into many smaller departments and teams. Above the key departments sat the Deputy Governor and the Governor.

It seemed like a straightforward and simple structure, but there were many complicated political structures and networks nested within. They came together and formed an intricate interweb that supervised the entire Martian Colony.

The Martian Colony's Governor wasn't well known by the Federation public, but Wang Baole was able to dig up some information in the Ethereal Dao College database. He had been blown away then. The Governor of the Martian Colony was a legendary figure.

The Governor wasn't a man but a female cultivator. She had a natural spirit body and had attained a perfected Core Formation realm cultivation. She stood at the top of the power structure in the entire Federation and held a Secondary Rank One Noble. There was quite an extensive profile on the Martian Colony Governor in the Ethereal Dao College database.

One particular section caught Wang Baole's eye. Besides her position as the Martian Colony Governor… she was also one of the potential candidates in the running for the next Federation President!

The Holy River Dao College graduate had a high chance of becoming the next Federation President. She not only came from an impressive background, but she was also the Governor presiding over the Martian Colony. She had the right qualifications, the right level of cultivation, as well as the right network.

Her partner was also a prominent figure. He headed the Spirit Science Section in a few key departments in the Federation. He wasn't only a Primary Rank Three Noble, he was also the person in charge of the grand initiative to merge Spirit Qi and science.

With such an impressive background and power, Wang Baole couldn't help but feel stressed after absorbing all the information. He viewed her as his future competitor. After some deliberation, he decided that he would fight for his chances after her presidential term ended.

He felt a weight off his shoulders at that thought. His thoughts had strayed down that particular path at the sight of the Colony Disciplinary Order cruisers, and he remained lost in thought as he arrived at the store. He purchased all the materials he needed and was about to return to the academy when he realized the hotel he had gotten in exchange for a puppet was in the vicinity.

Let's go take a look at my hotel. Wang Baole was tempted by the sudden thought and steered his cruiser away. He pulled out the deed and confirmed the hotel's location to be opposite the other elites' academy, the Fire Spirit Academy.

Battle-axe Hotel? Wang Baole glanced at the name of the hotel and found it a cool name. He thought about how this was the first property under his name. Spirits high, he quickened his pace towards the hotel.

He soon saw a towering pavilion over forty stories tall ahead of him in the distance. It took up quite a bit of land and had an air of majesty to it. An enormous battle-axe stood before the grand pavilion—it looked very impressive.

There were numerous cruisers parked beneath. Crowds of people, both male and female, entered and left the hotel. It was bustling with business.

Wang Baole was stunned by the sight. The scale of the hotel and the impressive display of the battle-axe blew him away. He could hardly believe his eyes. This was what he had gotten in exchange for his puppet.

This is why I like being friends with prodigals. Wang Baole's mood improved immensely. He quickly parked his cruiser and got out. He was about to step into his hotel and take a look at how the business was coming along when he felt someone staring at him in the distance. He turned around and saw an expressionless bald person looking back at him…

I was wondering where the reflective light was coming from. It's that baldy… Wang Baole was surprised when he saw the baldy. It was a familiar face.

The baldy was the disciple of the Ethereal Dao College's Grand Supreme Elder, Li Wuchen!

Li Wuchen had fought against Wang Baole in the Combat Pavilion tournament and lost a few years ago. He didn't expect to see Wang Baole here. He wasn't pleased at all. The sight of Wang Baole reminded him of how he had lost his precious Spirit Blood… he glanced away and pretended he didn't see Wang Baole.

"Baldy Chen, this is like meeting a familiar face in a foreign land. Why have you come to Mars?" Wang Baole didn't expect to meet Li Wuchen here. He laughed and waved in greeting.

"Why, is the entire planet your home? Why should I have to let you know if I'm visiting?" Li Wuchen said coolly. It had been a while since he had left the college, and while he didn't know why Wang Baole was on Mars, he had heard about what had happened in the Mystic Luna Realm. He remembered his current status then, and a flash of arrogance flickered in his eyes. He ignored Wang Baole and strolled into the Battle-axe Hotel.

Is he looking down on me? Wang Baole glared. He watched the young man step into his hotel and raised an eyebrow.

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Chapter 296: The Story of the Battle-axe Hotel

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You look down on me and still dare to step into my hotel! You're going too far! Wang Baole hmphed and walked towards the lobby of the Battle-axe Hotel.

The lobby was extremely spacious. Although it couldn't be considered the best hotel in the Mars Colony, it could be seen as a reputable time-honored brand. Its interior design was extremely lavish, and it felt like a themed arena. Every attendant, regardless of gender, was in a jumpsuit. With one look, you could tell that they weren't ordinary people. In fact, all of them were at the Ancient Martial Arts realm.

Straight through the lobby was a check-in counter. There were sofas in front of the counter and at the four corners of the lobby for customers to rest on.

Other than that, the hotel also had statues and specimens of beasts within it. This made the Battle-axe Hotel seem slightly ominous.

Despite this, there were still many customers in the hotel. They came and went, making the whole hotel very lively.

This is my hotel. Wang Baole stood in the lobby and looked at his surroundings, feeling very motivated. In front of him, Li Wuchen noticed Wang Baole following him and how he was looking at his surroundings. Li Wuchen laughed at Wang Baole for being a country bumpkin in his heart and didn't bother with him.

At the same time, a middle-aged man wearing a white jumpsuit quickly walked out from behind the counter after he noticed Li Wuchen. He seemed to have been waiting for a long while, and he welcomed Li Wuchen with a smile on his face.

"Sir, are you Dean Li Wuchen?" His voice and smile spread towards Li Wuchen before he got to him. He had a courteous expression as he greeted Li Wuchen with cupped fists.

The middle-aged man was dressed differently from the other waiters, and he seemed to be at the True Breath realm. As he walked out, the surrounding waiters all bowed their heads towards him. He was obviously part of the management staff at the hotel and held a high-ranking position.

"Ah, you must be Daoist Xu, I'm Li Wuchen." After seeing the middle-aged man, a smile appeared on Li Wuchen's face as he nodded at him.

"I rushed over to wait for you the moment I received your notice. Please, Dean Li, let's talk over here." The middle-aged man was all smiles and felt smug deep down. He knew that Li Wuchen was at the Foundation Establishment realm and had a strong background. However, this was his turf. Li Wuchen still had to be courteous to him when he was there.

Li Wuchen nodded while smiling in response to the middle-aged man's invitation and followed him to a rest area nearby. As for Wang Baole, he took no notice, and the middle-aged man high-ranking manager obviously didn't know who Wang Baole was. If it was any other time, he might have attended to Wang Baole personally because of Wang Baole's cultivation level, but his main focus was Li Wuchen now.

Besides, the hotel had many cultivators come and go at all times. It was obvious that the middle-aged man had seen too many of them to take much notice. Thus, he started talking to Li Wuchen softly in the rest area.

Seeing this scene, Wang Baole raised his eyebrows and walked into the rest area as well. He sat down comfortably near Li Wuchen and the middle-aged man and ordered a drink. As he drank and observed his hotel, he was also listening to their conversation.

Noticing that Wang Baole was near them, Li Wuchen felt a little annoyed deep down. However, he had more pressing matters at hand, so he ignored Wang Baole once more and turned his head to engage the middle-aged man in discussion once more. A moment later, Li Wuchen looked unhappy and said in a low voice, "Daoist Xu, you must settle this matter for me today. I come here today representing not only myself but also Fire Spirit Academy!"

"Dean Li, the matter is too huge. I will try my best to coordinate matters, but I can't guarantee that I can get it done on time." The middle-aged man forced a smile while shaking his head.

Hearing their conversation, Wang Baole was a little confused. Actually, Wang Baole had observed that Li Wuchen needed to ask for a favor from his attitude towards the middle-aged man. He went closer to listen because he was curious.

Now, he still didn't understand the whole issue, but he did learn the identity of Li Wuchen.

Vice dean of Fire Spirit Academy? That's the same job as mine! Wang Baole was a little annoyed. He thought about how he had attained so many achievements to get to the position of Level Five Official, but Li Wuchen got to the same position seemingly without any achievements.

Even though Wang Baole was the vice dean of Dao Mountain Mist Academy, he was unhappy that Li Wuchen was at the same rank as him, so he hmphed.

During his previous research, he had also taken notice of the Fire Spirit Academy. After all, the Fire Spirit Academy was a college for the wealthy just like Dao Mountain Mist Academy. To a certain degree, one could even call the two colleges rivals.

As Wang Baole was thinking, Li Wuchen and the middle-aged man's voices were a little louder than before. Li Wuchen furrowed his brows, and a glimmer appeared in his eyes.

"Daoist Xu, this is only a problem of where a battle-axe is facing. It shouldn't be too much trouble, besides it's not like the battle-axe hasn't changed before!"

"Dean Li, you may say that, but I'm not the one making the decisions on this matter. Could you please wait for a few more days? I've reported this already. Although the owner changed, I believe this matter will be approved in a couple of days."

Listening to their conversation, Wang Baole's curiosity was piqued even more. He couldn't understand why the vice dean of Fire Spirit Academy would come here to talk to a True Breath realm cultivator about the problem of a battle-axe's direction.

It would have been fine if this wasn't his hotel, but it was. Hence, Wang Baole was even more curious. He opened up the Spirit Intranet and typed in keywords like battle-axe and Fire Spirit Academy to do a search. This search made Wang Baole open his eyes wide, and he was very surprised.

This Battle-axe Hotel has a backstory!

The Battle-axe Hotel was built directly in front of the Fire Spirit Academy. Looking at its geographical location, it was in a very good area. It was close to a school and not too far away from the downtown district; its business was also pretty good. However, this hotel was pretty odd…

Its oddness came from how it seemed to counter the Fire Spirit Academy… Accurately speaking, the Battle-axe Hotel did counter the Fire Spirit Academy. The main point of this seemed to be related to the huge battle-axe in front of the entrance of the hotel.

When the Fire Spirit Academy was just built, everything was normal. This was until the Battle-axe Hotel opposite opened for business. That huge malicious battle-axe faced the Fire Spirit Academy directly. Hence, not even a year had passed before the vice dean of Fire Spirit Academy at that time died unnaturally…

Following that came the Fire Spirit Academy's second vice dean. Not only was he at an extraordinary cultivation level, but he was also good at divination, and he divined that the malicious aura coming from the battle-axe was too heavy. However, the hotel was the property of the higher-ups of the Trilunaris Corporation so he couldn't use force. So he negotiated with the Battle-axe Hotel and compromised a little to make the blade of the battle-axe change its direction to not face the Fire Spirit Academy directly.

It might have actually worked. In less than a year, that second vice dean got promoted and recalled back to Earth. Now, he was the Vice Minister in a huge ministry.

As he got promoted, the third vice dean came in. This third vice dean didn't believe in superstition and took no notice of the hotel. Hence, the hotel turned the blade of the battle-axe back to face the Fire Spirit Academy directly.

As a result, the corruption scandals of this third vice dean were found out by the Colony Disciplinary Order, and he was immediately detained. He was still locked up in the Mars Prison today…

The occurrence of these three events made the Battle-axe Hotel popular. From then on, the first thing new vice deans of Fire Spirit Academy did when they reported for work was to communicate with the hotel and get them to change the direction of the battle-axe blade.

This was way too weird, and people would rather believe it. There were those who didn't, but not one escaped unscathed. Most of them were caught like the previous vice dean… This was why Li Wuchen, the new vice dean of Fire Spirit Academy, came here to negotiate with the hotel.

So I can do that… Wang Baole was very happy after reading the information. His eyes lit up, and a smile appeared on the corner of his lips when he looked at the gloomy Li Wuchen.

At that moment, Li Wuchen also seemed to run out of patience. He stood up and shot the middle-aged man a cold look. He spoke in a low voice.

"Daoist Xu, I don't care about the change in owners. I want an answer by today!"

"Dean Li, I'll be honest with you, there was originally no problem with this, but I received a message a few days ago telling me that the hotel had changed hands. That's why I couldn't settle this matter on time." The middle-aged man also quickly stood up and replied with a forced smile.

"Please don't make things hard on me, Dean Li. How about this… I'll ask about it now. Although I've never seen the new owner, the old owner gave me his contact details, I'll ask now. Don't worry Dean Li, this isn't a huge issue, there shouldn't be any problems."

Hearing his reply, Li Wuchen finally relaxed a little and nodded. To him, nothing would go wrong with this issue. After all, he had the Ethereal Dao College backing him. The Grand Supreme Elder and others wouldn't make things hard for him over this small matter.

So he didn't take notice of the middle-aged man who took out his voice transmission ring to contact the new hotel owner. Li Wuchen slanted his eyes to look at Wang Baole, who was fiddling with his voice transmission ring. As he noticed Wang Baole's slightly smug expression, he harrumphed in disdain.

Country bumpkin! One day I will make you cough up the Spirit Blood you swallowed with interest!

As he thought that deep within his heart… the voice transmission ring of Wang Baole… rang…

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Chapter 297: Evil Rises in the Air

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A voice transmission ring typically didn't have any sound notifications enabled as it was activated by the Spirit Qi in one's body. Though, if the need arose, it was equipped with vibration as well as sound notification capabilities.

Wang Baole had been playing around with those functionalities earlier, to allow the voice transmission ring to give sound notifications. The notification from the voice transmission ring resounded in the air now. Wang Baole coughed, and he waited for a few moments before connecting to the transmission. His eyes didn't leave Li Wuchen all the while.

As soon as the transmission connected, a voice that sounded similar to that of the man with the Xu family name rang out from the voice transmission ring…

"Is this Mister Wang? A good day to you! I'm the person in charge of running the Battle-axe Hotel under your name. My name is Xu Zhenjing, but you can simply call me Little Xu…"

As the voice from the voice transmission ring traveled, Xu Zhenjing, who had been sitting at one side of the room speaking into his voice transmission ring, heard his own voice from Wang Baole's voice transmission ring and froze. He lifted his head and stared confusedly at Wang Baole, who was sitting a short distance away from them on the couch.

He wasn't the only one who was stunned. Li Wuchen's eyes almost popped out of his head. He looked as if he was in a daze.

Wang Baole was quietly pleased with the pair's expressions. He coughed then lowered his head, speaking into the voice transmission ring.

"Yes, it's me, Little Xu. I'm quite busy here. What do you want?"

Xu Zhenjing sucked in a breath of cold air. He looked at the voice transmission ring and then at Wang Baole. He finally came to his senses after a long while and hurried over with the intention of extending a greeting, but the other party seemed to be fixated on his voice transmission ring…

He tried to recall if he had offended the other earlier, then realized he had focused on attending to Li Wuchen and given his new boss the cold shoulder. He shuddered inwardly. He could cry.

Why didn't the boss give a heads up before he came…

Fraught with uncertainty, he hesitated before continuing to speak politely into the voice transmission ring. He communicated Li Wuchen's request hastily, then raised his head and stared nervously at Wang Baole.

Li Wuchen remained lost. He seemed to be caught in disbelief at the scene unfolding before him. It was beyond his wildest imagination, and he found it difficult to accept the reality so readily. He could only stare, dazedly, as Wang Baole and the person with the last name Xu carried out their conversation over their voice transmission rings despite sitting only a few yards away from one another.

Wang Baole was feeling extremely pleased with himself. He stared at the confused Li Wuchen then replied into his voice transmission ring coolly.

"Of course not. The battle-axe represents the hotel's image. How can we just change it?

"I want you to quickly build another three identical battle-axe sculptures. I want them all lined in front of the hotel entrance, and the axes have to face the Fire Spirit Academy!"

As soon as Wang Baole said that, Xu Zhenjing sucked in a breath of cold air. He dared not say a single word and hurriedly and very loudly agreed to do as Wang Baole ordered. Li Wuchen, who was sitting beside Xu Zhenjing, exploded. The veins on his forehead pulsated furiously, and he could hear a loud roar in his head. There was red in his eyes as he yelled furiously.

"Wang Baole, how dare you!"

What Wang Baole was doing was simply too much. A single battle-axe was enough to axe the vice dean, much less four axes. Li Wuchen was furious. He could sense the gathering of dark storm clouds above his head, and a strong impending sense of danger loomed, making his whole body shudder.

Wang Baole remained unfazed as Li Wuchen yelled at him, continuing to speak casually into his voice transmission ring.

"Did I hear someone at your end yelling my name? Let's not stop at three axes then, make it ten instead! Every time someone over at your end yells my name, add another ten axes!"

"Oh, if the vice dean of the Fire Spirit Academy isn't happy with my decision, ask him to come look for me. I'm sure we can work things out as long as the price is right. Alright, I still have other matters to attend to, so that's all for now." Wang Baole ended the transmission. He stood up from the couch and stretched his limbs before looking around with a pleased look on his face.

This hotel's not bad at all. He sighed, pleased. Then, with great satisfaction, and under the scorching glare of Li Wuchen, he turned and headed towards the hotel entrance.

A thought suddenly hit Xu Zhenjing. He ignored Li Wuchen and rushed over to Wang Baole. As if trying to salvage the situation, he nodded and bowed furiously as he saw Wang Baole off.

Li Wuchen clenched his fists. The veins in his eyes were blood red. He swallowed his fury after a long, difficult moment. Then, clenching his teeth, he charged out of the hotel. He glared at the enormous battle-axe, his breathing rapid.

Wang Baole, you want me to lower my head and negotiate with you? In your dreams! Li Wuchen snorted and left.

At present, Wang Baole was in his cruiser speeding towards the Dao Mountain Mist Academy, extremely pleased with himself. The Battle-axe Hotel was a great asset. The murderous air exuding from the battle-axe was something that surprised and delighted Wang Baole. He thought of how Li Wuchen had viewed him with disdain initially and how his look of condescension had morphed into one of rage. It cheered him up immensely.

Baldy Chen, you dare to fight with me? If you had lowered your head and submitted yourself before me, seeing how we come from the same college, I wouldn't have made trouble for you. But you choose to be stubborn. You can't blame me for what happens next! Wang Baole snorted. He returned to the academy in a good mood and began his enhancements of his Numinous Treasures.

Three days passed in a blur. In an attempt to prove himself, Xu Zhenjing personally supervised the production of the new axes. Ten spanking new battle-axes soon arrived, and all eleven enormous battle-axes were lined outside the hotel, radiating violence and ill intent. Their blades were brandished at the Fire Spirit Academy, and everyone in the academy was taken aback.

"My god, the Battle-axe Hotel owner has gone mad…"

"One battle-axe would have ended the vice dean's career. With eleven axes now, I think the vice dean's going to be slaughtered…"

"Does the owner of the hotel have some grudge against Dean Li?"

The commotion wasn't only stirred in Fire Spirit Academy. The few neighboring zones heard of what happened as well and were stunned. Many came to take a look, the crowd endless, and the Battle-axe Hotel saw a spike in business.

Many students from the Dao Mountain Mist Academy, the Fire Spirit Academy's competitor, also heard about this. They started discussing the matter furiously. All of them were excited about what was going on and couldn't stop talking about it.

The youth from the Trilunaris Corporation who had sold the hotel to Wang Baole was shocked. The hotel had been a recent gift from his father, so the administrative matters hadn't been managed by him. He had heard of the urban legend, but as a student, he hadn't paid it much attention. This was until he transferred ownership of the hotel and heard that Wang Baole had gotten someone to build ten more battle-axes. He suddenly realized how brave and extraordinary Wang Baole was.

"I heard it's because he holds a grudge against Dean Li of the Fire Spirit Academy…"

"He's trying to push him over the edge."

Wang Baole's Dharmic Armament classes continued as excited discussions carried on amongst the student body. He was due to have the second lesson with his first class. When he arrived at the classroom, the students clearly looked more attentive.

Their attention wasn't on the knowledge Wang Baole was imparting though; they were simply drawn towards Wang Baole as a person of extreme interest.

There was another reason for their interest… the puppet that the youth from the Trilunaris Corporation had gotten had gained extreme fame throughout the campus during the past few days. It was largely due to the youth's love for bragging. No matter where he went, he would bring along the beautiful and well-endowed female puppet. The puppet was also extremely useful. It not only helped him with note taking, but it could also help him do his homework.

It was like a real person. It massaged his shoulders and back, and it followed him around and protected him; it took care of his every need.

The other students were green with envy. They longed to have one of their own. The starting price for the puppet was too high, however. They couldn't afford it despite how much they wanted one…

The youth from the Trilunaris Corporation who had gotten the puppet for the price of a hotel was extremely pleased. He felt that he had handled the matter extremely well and had been very clever.

Humph, everyone says I'm a prodigal son. They don't know I intentionally exchanged the puppet with a hotel and jacked up the price of the puppet. This means other people won't be able to afford it as easily. It'll make my puppet a limited edition, one that I can get it off my hands anytime because there'll be plenty of buyers. I believe Wang Baole would keep the price high as well and won't sell his puppets for cheap.

And that was indeed the case. After having gained a hotel for a puppet, Wang Baole naturally wouldn't sell his puppets at a lower price, nor did he have the chance to do so. A few other prodigal sons of the Trilunaris Corporation and the Five Generation Sky Clan approached him. Fiercely competitive and not lacking in money, they offered similar terms of exchange. Wang Baole managed to sell a few more puppets and soon had two hotels and three stores under his name on Mars…

He was completely blown away by the extent of their wealth.

The minds of rich people are beyond my comprehension. To think of the puppets I had wasted in the past. They're all money! But I'm here to govern, not to accumulate wealth… if I continue doing this, will the Colony Disciplinary Order come knocking on my door…

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Chapter 298: The New Dharmic Armament Teacher

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As Wang Baole was still twitching in fear from his various puppet sales and worried about whether he'd be called up by the Colony Disciplinary Order for a cup of tea, his substitute teaching career came to an end. The new Dharmic Armament teacher had arrived.

Wang Baole was surprised and pleased when he picked up the file and read about the new Dharmic Armament teacher.

A familiar face in a foreign land indeed. Wang Baole sighed. He deliberated for a while before arranging for someone to receive the new teacher at the school gates. He instructed the person to bring the new teacher to him when he arrived.

The new Dharmic Armament teacher arrived in the span of time Wang Baole took to finish a few bags of chips… When he heard the knocks on his office door, Wang Baole stood up and walked towards the map hanging in his room. His back faced the door, and he spoke coolly.

"Enter."

The new Dharmic Armament teacher had an unpleasant look on his face as he knocked on the door. He heard a voice in the room, hesitated, then pushed the door open. When he saw Wang Baole's back, his face darkened. He was feeling all sorts of uncomfortable. Discomfort surged and rose like waves in his stomach. He had no choice, though. He bit the bullet and cupped his fists, saluting Wang Baole.

"Dean Wang… please accept the greetings of Lin Tianhao!"

The new Dharmic Armament teacher was Lin Tianhao!

The frustrations Lin Tianhao held inside him had reached a tipping point. If he had known that Wang Baole was here, he wouldn't have chosen to come to this place. But it had been too late when he had finally found out. The orders had been issued, and his appointment had been something his father had paid dearly for. Resigned to his fate, Lin Tianhao had no choice but to turn up.

As frustrations boiled inside Lin Tianhao, Wang Baole remained with his back towards the former and spoke.

"Tianhao, come over."

Lin Tianhao felt uncomfortable hearing how Wang Baole was addressing him, but there was nothing he could do about it. He sighed inwardly and, with a frown on his face, walked towards Wang Baole. He stood beside the latter.

Wang Baole glanced at him and said nothing. He continued staring at the map.

Silence descended, and half an hour passed. Regardless of how unhappy Lin Tianhao was feeling, he still sensed something was amiss. He saw where he was standing in relation to Wang Baole and remembered his father's teachings. He realized he was standing in the wrong spot.

If it had been someone else who was the vice dean, Lin Tianhao wouldn't have made the same mistake. His feelings towards Wang Baole were simply too complex. There were exasperation and a sense of powerlessness as well as an unwillingness to admit defeat. He was torn, but, after a long moment, he sighed inwardly and took one step back.

As soon as he did that, Wang Baole's face widened into a bright smile. He turned and laughed, then spoke with great enthusiasm.

"Tianhao, welcome to the Dao Mountain Mist Academy!"

Wang Baole led Lin Tianhao to sit down with him on the couch. His smile stayed on his face, and his eyes were bright with encouragement. He watched as Lin Tianhao took his seat, then smiled and spoke.

"Our Dao Mountain Mist Academy carries a heavy responsibility. Our mission is to groom the next generation for Mars and for the Federation. Dharmic Armament education is especially important, but I can put my worries to bed now that you are here. Your responsibilities are great, I'll need you to work very hard."

"… Dean Wang, I'll do my best." Lin Tianhao was still unaccustomed to the superior-subordinate relationship he now had with Wang Baole, as well as the way they were speaking to one another. He couldn't bring himself to cheer up, and his inner frustrations grew.

"Do your best? Tianhao, you're no longer a student of the Ethereal Dao College. You're a teacher now. You are the candle whose light will illuminate the world of your students. It's not enough for you to try your best. You must give your all. You must pass on all that you know and understand about Dharmic Armaments to these children!" At the end of his speech, Wang Baole had a serious and fierce expression on his face. He threw a glance towards Lin Tianhao, whose bum remained firmly seated on the couch.

Lin Tianhao took a deep breath. He straightened his back, nodded, and was about to speak when Wang Baole suddenly patted him on the shoulder and said casually.

"Tianhao, we've known each other for years. We might have had some tensions in the past, but you know me, I've always been a jolly, even-tempered person. I never hold grudges. So don't worry, I really don't hold grudges, I don't hold grudges at all." Every time Wang Baole mentioned the word "grudges", he patted Lin Tianhao on the shoulder once. He mentioned it three times, and patted Lin Tianhao three times.

This was something he had learned from the giant tree. He used it on Lin Tianhao because he wanted Lin Tianhao to yield to him. He wanted to make Lin Tianhao his loyal subordinate and follower. This way, he would no longer be alone in the Martian Colony.

This technique that he had learned from the giant tree really worked. Lin Tianhao's frustrations morphed into anxiety and uncertainty as he remembered Wang Baole's ruthless antics and heaved a giant sigh in his heart.

If it had been anyone else, he might have been able to make use of his family connections, but Wang Baole, despite his commoner's family origins, was backed by people as impressive as his own family. Having been in the same college as Wang Baole, he was deeply aware of the fact. He even still firmly believed that Wang Baole had a mysterious godfather supporting him, as nothing else could explain how he had managed to escape unscathed so many times.

He thought about how he was going to be his subordinate for the next few years. Powerless to change his fate, Lin Tianhao shifted forward and inched half his bum off the couch. He gritted his teeth and bit the bullet. For the first time in his life, he took out a storage bracelet and placed it carefully to one side.

"Dean Wang… this is just a small token. Please accept it."

The smile on Wang Baole's face grew wider as he witnessed the change in Lin Tianhao's attitude. He reminisced about their college lives for a while before ending the conversation. Before he picked the teacup up and sent him away, Wang Baole got Lin Tianhao to take his storage bracelet with him. His eyes were earnest as he spoke seriously to Lin Tianhao.

"Tianhao, you and I are both college mates, there's no need for this. What happened between us happened when we were still young and hotheaded. Every thing has been resolved during City Lord Li's fruit feast. Don't be burdened by this. I hope that you and I can bring Dao Mountain Mist Academy to the next level and that both of us won't fail in the duties that have been placed on us!"

Wang Baole's words sounded sincere, and they moved Lin Tianhao. He looked at Wang Baole for a long time before he kept the storage bracelet. Then, he cupped his fists and bowed deeply.

"I'll do my very best!" Lin Tianhao left after he spoke to Wang Baole. This was his first day at school, and he still had many things to attend to. Wang Baole watched Lin Tianhao's back retreat from the room and disappear behind the door. That was when he placed his teacup down, pulled out a bottle of Ice Spirit Water, and took a big gulp. He was very pleased.

There's no need to rush to secure Lin Tianhao's loyalty. I'll take things one step at a time… At that thought, Wang Baole concluded that, despite the giant tree's presence, life on Mars wasn't without its pleasures and excitement. He had increased his net worth and become Lin Tianhao's superior. Both made him incredibly happy.

He hummed a small tune and was about to open a bag of chips when his voice transmission ring suddenly vibrated. He lowered his head and took a look. What he saw surprised him.

Li Yi? Wang Baole had a disbelieving look on his face. He activated his voice transmission ring, and Li Yi's voice immediately rang in his ear. She sounded calm and slightly tired.

"Wang Baole, I know you're on Mars. I've also been deployed to Mars…

"I hadn't thought much of it before I graduated, but after I graduated and joined the Federation, I became so tired… I thought back to our past and all the unhappiness I felt towards you. They're all just fleeting emotions. Why should we be fixated on these things?

"We still have a long road ahead of us. I want to resolve the conflicts between us. Do you have time? I'd like to treat you to a meal."

Wang Baole was slightly confused. This voice transmission from Li Yi was too sudden and unexpected. He not only found it incredulous, but he also began to find it suspicious too. He was of the firm belief that Li Yi was a petty, vengeful person who loved her grudges. Why would she suddenly say something like that?

"Have you been kidnapped? Did my enemies do that? That's not right. My enemies wouldn't kidnap you. You're not Li Yi. Tell me, who the hell are you!"

At that exact moment, inside Zone Eighteen of the Martian Colony City, within the office building of the Martian City's Deputy Governor, Li Yi sat inside an office. She gnashed her teeth as she listened to Wang Baole's voice in the voice transmission ring. After inhaling a few deep breaths, she spoke softly again, trying to make herself sound tired and spent.

"Wang Baole, you've misunderstood my intentions. I…"

Wang Baole ended the transmission abruptly even before she could finish speaking. She stared at the voice transmission ring in her hand before smacking her desk violently.

That jerk! How dare he hang up on me! Li Yi was furious. Her chest heaved with anger, and she gnashed her teeth, determination flashing in her eyes.

I was hesitating a while ago. Now I've made up my mind. It's going to be him! I'm going to use him as the target for mastering my mystic art! Li Yi inhaled deeply. The reason she had sought Wang Baole out for reconciliation was that she had obtained a mysterious mystic art. The prerequisite for mastering it was extremely strange. It required her to fall in love with the person she hated the most and then break off their romantic relationship. That was the only way to master it.

It was called the Heartless Willow Art!

The mystic art wasn't something found in the White Deer Dao College's records but something the Deputy Governor had given her after she had arrived on Mars and had been appointed his secretary.

She even secretly contacted the college and informed them about the mystic art. The upper echelons of the White Deer Dao College were taken aback and told her to go ahead and master it!

That was why she could set aside her worries and concentrate on practicing the mystic art. She thought long and hard. There were few people she couldn't stand, but amongst them was one man she despised the most—Wang Baole.

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Chapter 299: Trying to Seduce Me?

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She's crazy! Inside the Dao Mountain Mist Academy, Wang Baole ended the transmission abruptly. Li Yi's sudden request for reconciliation smelled fishy. Even an idiot could tell something was wrong.

They all say that those with big breasts have no brains. Li Yi's breasts aren't big at all, so why is it that she also lacks a brain? Wang Baole snorted. He thought himself smarter than her. There was no way her sudden kindness was for nothing. Those who were friendly without reason all turned out to be robbers and rapists!

That can't be right. Is this Li Yi trying to… Wang Baole's mind was fixated on the image of robbers and rapists. Alarm bells immediately sounded in his head. He took a look at himself in the mirror, and his alarm grew. Li Yi must be lusting after him because of his good looks!

Where is her sense of shame! Wang Baole had a serious look on his face. He was both pleased and exasperated and concluded that good looks were as much a blessing as they were a curse. To be so good looking that people longed and lusted after him every moment of his life would be an exasperating and frustrating struggle.

Wang Baole sighed in exasperation as he pulled out a bag of chips. He started munching on his snacks as he reclined in his chair. From time to time, teachers would knock on his door, enter, then present their reports to him. In that manner, half a day passed.

The teachers in the Dao Mountain Mist Academy were divided into male and female teachers. A majority were cultivators, with the lowest cultivation at the peak of the Ancient Martial realm. They had pleasing physiques, and, as teachers of the school, their attire, like the students, was also standardized. It made the view extremely pleasing to the eye.

Even though there's not much authority in overseeing a school, I still have a few hundred people reporting to me. It's not much different from being a Pavilion Head in a college's Dharmic Armament Pavilion.

Wang Baole snacked and got his eyeful throughout the rest of the day. The head of the academy's Administrative Office, especially, was a young married woman who wasn't yet thirty years old. Her appearance was passable. Her eyes though were especially beautiful. There seemed to be hooks hidden in them, and every time she looked at Wang Baole, he could feel himself being hooked and slowly reeled in.

He was very pleased with the current state of affairs. He increasingly felt that if the giant tree weren't on Mars, his current situation would have been perfect.

Time passed swiftly, and before long, the sun was setting. As the school day came to an end, the students of the Dao Mountain Mist Academy began to leave for home. They continued their daily posturing and boarded their extravagant cruisers, and the sounds of cruisers dashing out of the school rose in the air.

The youth from the Trilunaris Corporation, alongside a dozen of his classmates, was one of the first few to leave school. He headed straight for the Battle-axe Hotel. They'd agreed to visit the hotel today and admire the spectacle that was the eleven grand battle-axes.

When nearly half of the student population had gone, Wang Baole left the building and prepared to head back to his residence for cultivation. It was then that an unexpected guest who had been simmering in rage the entire day arrived.

It was Li Yi!

Li Yi was actually quite beautiful. Despite her vanity and her need to carry a mirror wherever she went, she fulfilled the criteria for being a beautiful woman. Her delicate, fair skin and voluptuous figure made her an incredibly charming and attractive woman.

The view of her back was especially striking, with her perky buttocks and her ultra-slim waist. As she stood at the gates of the Dao Mountain Mist Academy, her figure drew the attention of the students who were on their way home. Most of them were young men in their teens and in the prime of their youth. They were at the age of innocence, and their eyes popped out of their heads when they saw Li Yi.

Li Yi witnessed the effects of her charm and was immensely pleased. She pulled out a mirror and gazed into it, and even she was captivated by her own beauty.

She sighed inwardly in wonder at her own beauty…

The female students around her glared and shot daggers from their eyes. They felt like cheap knockouts next to Li Yi. They stared at Li Yi with hostility in their eyes, and a few who were brasher and less shy even started muttering.

"Who is this fox?"

"She's so old. Isn't she embarrassed to step out of her house?"

"What a fat ugly ass!"

Under the unblinking stares of the male students, and amidst the hostile looks from the female students, Li Yi stuck her chin up high and raised her voice, shouting towards the Dao Mountain Mist Academy.

"Wang Baole, come out here!" Her Foundation Establishment realm cultivation boosted the volume of her voice and made it sound like thunder. It rumbled and spread outwards. The surrounding students froze in surprise, a look of curiosity and interest immediately appeared on their faces.

Wang Baole had just walked out of the office building when he heard her voice. He looked over and, past the crowds of departing students, saw Li Yi standing outside the school gates.

She resorted to wearing such skimpy clothes just so she can win me over and have my beautiful body to herself? She actually came looking for me? Wang Baole instantly went on high alert. He touched his round face and smacked his forehead. He was troubled and realized he needed to end this farce, once and for all. He headed for the school gates.

Wang Baole arrived at the gates. He ignored the students who had turned curious onlookers and didn't give Li Yi a chance to speak. He spoke in a serious voice.

"Li Yi, I know I have a great physique and a handsome face. I'm not only one of the Federation's hundred seedlings, but I'm also unrivaled amongst cultivators at the same cultivation realm. My potential and genius surpass everyone in the entire Federation. Even the Federation President said that I'm a prodigy, but I'm not an unprincipled, wanton person with no standards!"

The students around him widened their eyes when they heard what Wang Baole had just said. They stared at Wang Baole with incredulity, then turned and looked at Li Yi. They couldn't believe what they were seeing and hearing.

"Is Dean Wang praising himself? Is he turning her down?"

"That's just too shameless…"

"The missy called Li Yi didn't even say she likes Dean Wang!"

Li Yi was equally taken aback. She almost couldn't control her temper and was on the verge of blowing up. Wang Baole's words, when taken the other way, seemed to imply that she was the one who was unprincipled, wanton, and had no standards!

She soon fell into uncertainty and doubt, though. While what Wang Baole had said was indeed infuriating, it did reflect her true intentions to a certain extent. After all, she had come here so that she could use Wang Baole to practice her mystic art. She took a deep breath.

"Wang Baole, I…"

"You don't have to speak another word!" He waved his hand. His eyes were filled with exasperation and frustration. They swept down Li Yi's face and her well-endowed figure before he coughed and continued.

"I know what you want. Alright, I hope this will kill whatever ideas you have in your head." Wang Baole sighed and took a big step forward. The students around them watched, flabbergasted, as Wang Baole came right up to a lost and confused Li Yi, opened his arms wide and pulled her into a tight embrace.

Li Yi's eyes widened immediately. She was about to struggle her way out of the embrace and give Wang Baole an instinctive smack when she remembered her plan and her objective. She sucked in a breath of air. Her body trembled, but she reined in her feelings of intense dislike and disgust and tried to control herself.

The scene roused a commotion amongst the students who hadn't yet left school. They found the sight of Li Yi and Wang Baole together unbelievable. This was beyond their wildest imagination…

"My god, are my eyes seeing this? Our dean is just too amazing!"

"Such a pretty missy is actually actively pursuing…"

"There's no justice in this world!"

As commotion stirred amongst the student body, Wang Baole copped a feel as he hugged Li Yi. It felt kind of nice. He wanted to continue but realized he didn't want Li Yi to take advantage of him, so he released her hastily and said coolly.

"You've already hugged me. You can go now."

Li Yi was cursing in her heart. She almost started to regret her decision, but she thought of the mystic art and gritted her teeth. She was going to wing it. She lifted her head and tried to soften her gaze. She parted her lips and was about to speak.

It was then that Wang Baole's voice transmission ring suddenly vibrated. He lowered his head and checked the transmission. Anger instantly flashed across his face, his eyes burning with fury.

Tearing down my battle-axes?

The sender of the transmission was Xu Zhenjing of the Battle-axe Hotel. His voice sounded anxious in the transmission as he informed Wang Baole that Li Wuchen of the Fire Spirit Academy had led quite a big group of his students to the hotel. They intended to tear down the battle-axes. He couldn't hold them back for long and hence had sent out this call for help.

Li Wuchen, what a foolhardy idiot you've become! Wang Baole was furious. He was about to charge off when his eyes glanced over at Li Yi, landing on Li Yi's voluptuous body. He threw a casual remark over his shoulder.

"Li Yi, I know you're lusting after my great looks. I can give you an opportunity to share a bath with me. I'll acknowledge your sincerity if you buy me one of every snack available on Mars!"

Wang Baole ignored the subsequent, louder commotion that stirred in the student body as well as Li Yi's widened eyes and her shuddering body. She appeared to be extremely agitated by what he had said. He turned, retrieved and boarded his cruiser, then sped off towards the Battle-axe Hotel.

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Chapter 300: A Disagreement

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As Wang Baole sped off, an uproar exploded outside the Dao Mountain Mist Academy's school gates. Not only were the students engaging in a heated debate, but the teachers also started discussing amongst themselves as well. The dean stood at his office's window and observed the commotion with interest for a long while.

Li Yi was growing mad with rage. She sorely regretted her actions, but her mind was determined. Once she had made up her mind, she wouldn't change it easily. The challenge inherent in her mission seemed to have exceeded her expectations, but Wang Baole's stare at her didn't escape her notice. She was confident she would succeed.

That disgusting fatty. I, Li Yi, am going to use you to cultivate my mystic art!

At present, Wang Baole was standing in his cruiser and heading towards the Battle-axe Hotel at full speed. He was equally furious and marveling at his own charms.

Hah, she got so excited just with a hug from me, and became so agitated when I said I was going to give her a chance to prove herself… Wang Baole sniggered as a cold glint flashed across his eyes.

There's something wrong with this Li Yi. She used to dislike me intensely, but just a moment ago, she was actually willing to tolerate my embrace and taunting words… she must be plotting something nefarious. Wang Baole narrowed his eyes. What he had done earlier might have seemed like harassment on his part, but, in reality, he had been testing her.

He had found Li Yi's request for reconciliation and her sudden appearance at the school suspicious. After his little test earlier, he had confirmed his suspicions, though he had kept them to himself.

Wang Baole set the matter aside and steeled himself. The cruiser dashed at top speed towards the Battle-axe Hotel, drawing nearer and nearer the hotel.

At the same time, outside the Battle-axe Hotel, many students from both the Fire Spirit Academy and the Dao Mountain Mist Academy stood in confrontation against each other. There was tension in the air. It felt as if a fight could break out anytime.

"Jin Duozhi 1 , your name doesn't fit you at all. You should be called Piglet 2 Jin!"

"Sun Chao, you dare fight me for a cruiser I had my eyes on. I'll kill you today!"

"Li He, you're all words and no action. My brother kicked your brother's ass a few days ago. Today, I'm gonna kick your ass!"

There were more than a hundred students gathered outside the hotel. Most of them were from the Fire Spirit Academy, and there were about two dozen students from the Dao Mountain Mist Academy. The latter group was all bruised and beaten up.

Despite being cornered and trapped, they remained brave. Curses and insults continued flying. The competitive nature of the two academies had influenced the attitudes of their students as well, and both groups developed an intense dislike towards the other.

Many students amongst both groups might come from the same political force. However, even within a single political force, there existed multiple factions. The conflicts within the groups were endless.

Jin Duozhi and his group of friends hadn't come to the hotel with the intention of stirring up trouble. They had originally wanted to take a look at the battle-axes. Their bumping into the students from the Fire Spirit Academy was pure coincidence and highly unfortunate. What had started as an exchange of insults spiraled into a fight.

With the Fire Spirit Academy located just across the road, more than a hundred students from said academy had soon rushed over. The hotel staff had observed the escalating tensions and were about to step in and appease both parties, but that was when Li Wuchen had seen his opportunity and exploited the chaotic situation between the two groups of students. He had stepped in and immediately destroyed three battle-axes!

This had resulted in a further escalation of the conflict. There was no end in sight.

Before Li Wuchen had realized the hotel had changed hands, he might have been concerned about the backlash from the Trilunaris Corporation when he destroyed the battle-axes. However, since he had found out that the hotel was no longer under the name of the Trilunaris Corporation, he no longer feared the consequences of his actions. He decimated the battle-axes fearlessly.

He continued his attacks during the entire confrontation, and deafening explosions thundered in the air as all ten newly minted battle-axes were destroyed.

He continued striking the last standing battle-axe—the original battle-axe that the Battle-axe Hotel had erected. It seemed to be made from a different material, as it withstood his attacks without immediately being blown apart. However, the cracks on its surface grew with each new blow.

The hotel's security guards were mostly True Breath realm cultivators. They were no match for Li Wuchen at all. They could not stop him and could only watch and fret at the sidelines.

"All hail the mighty Dean Li. Let's tear down this Battle-axe Hotel!"

"All hail the powerful Dean Li. Haha!"

Shattered stone bits exploded in the air as Li Wuchen continued his onslaught. More cracks appeared on the battle-axe. Jin Duozhi and his friends started panicking.

"You guys are too much. Our dean is Wang Baole. He'll be here anytime soon!"

"Haven't you heard of Wang Baole!?"

The students from the Fire Spirit Academy burst out laughing. They stared at Jin Duozhi and his friends with scorn, and a few even taunted them.

"Of course we have. Do you mean that fatty? Our Dean Li will kick his ass if he dares turn up today. He'll swell to twice his size!"

"That's right. I heard that this Dean Wang of yours might look powerful, but he's actually a coward! You too, Jin Duozhi. You're another pig head. Who exchanges a hotel for a puppet? Are you stupid?"

"I heard the Deputy Governor doesn't like him very much. My father works for the Deputy Governor. If he dares to show up today, I'll report him to my father!"

The quarreling persisted. The taunting of the Fire Spirit Academy students, the raging retorts from the Dao Mountain Mist Academy students, and the sounds of Li Wuchen blasting at the battle-axe continued. Then, suddenly, the piercing shrill of a speeding cruiser approached from the distance.

A furious roar exploded from the cruiser even before the cruiser drew near.

"Li Wuchen, you have a death wish!"

Wang Baole dashed out from the cruiser as his voice rang in the air. He was so fast that he shot past his cruiser. He crossed a hundred yards with a single bound, shocking those who saw him approaching. He took another two steps and appeared right before Li Wuchen. His fist flew forward.

Li Wuchen's pupils contracted. He retreated immediately, and his fingers formed rapid hand seals. Instantly, a drop of water appeared before him. It was clear and pristine, and it formed a defensive barrier that met Wang Baole's angry fist head on.

An explosion thundered, sending tremors through the earth and a shudder through the heavens. Li Wuchen was alarmed. The curtain of water before him couldn't withstand the power of Wang Baole's blow. It shattered instantly. Li Wuchen watched as Wang Baole charged at him with murder in his eyes. At that precise moment, a snort rang out from the Fire Spirit Academy. Seven to eight figures dashed out towards them.

Amongst them was a man in his middle age. His cultivation was at the late-stage Foundation Establishment realm, clearly considerably higher than the rest. He exuded an aura superior to the rest, one that was fearsome and carried a hint of arrogance.

This man… was the dean of the Fire Spirit Academy. The rest were teachers from the same academy. They were all support Li Wuchen had gathered since Li Wuchen had an idea of how powerful Wang Baole was. Much of what he knew was from hearsay, but while he had never witnessed Wang Baole in actual battle, he knew that Wang Baole was a powerful opponent.

They had agreed to lend a hand because Li Wuchen had requested their help. Another reason was that they found the idea of eleven battle-axes horrifying as well. The most important reason was the conflict and competition that existed between the two schools. They wanted to use this opportunity to establish their superiority.

So what if you were newly appointed? With the Dao Mountain Mist Academy dean advancing in age, the Dao Mountain Mist Academy was no longer performing as well as it had before. The Fire Spirit Academy should not be one of two elites' academies on Mars, but it should be seen as the only elites' academy on Mars; It should be recognized as the best academy on the planet!

Their objective was to establish and prove their superiority. They wanted Wang Baole to lower his head in submission whenever he saw anyone from the Fire Spirit Academy in the future. The Fire Spirit Academy dean had asked around for information on Wang Baole's fighting capabilities. He knew that Wang Baole had avoided late-stage Foundation Establishment realm cultivators in the Mystic Luna Realm and had chosen to teleport them away instead. This boosted his confidence.

As he drew near, the dean of the Fire Spirit Academy thundered.

"Scram!"

The loud roar traveled swiftly through the air and surged towards Wang Baole, who had intended to go after Li Wuchen, in the form of an aural attack.

Li Wuchen burst out in laughter. He stopped retreating and instead, started to charge at Wang Baole instead. They rushed at Wang Baole from two flanks!

"You really think I can't hold my own against a late-stage Foundation Establishment realm opponent?" Wang Baole thundered as a murderous rage burned in his eyes. He raised his right hand and summoned his seventh-grade Dharmic Armament saber, then, he slashed towards the approaching Fire Spirit Academy dean!

As the blade swept through the air, a black tornado rose around him. It transformed into a black crocodile. As the crocodile howled, the green lotus inside Wang Baole swayed violently. Waves of intense spirit energy erupted inside his body. They augmented Wang Baole's cultivation and strengthened his physical body to the very limits of its capacity.

Everything culminated in that very moment. Wang Baole's roar drowned out the Fire Spirit Academy dean's. His overwhelming presence rose to the sky as his blade descended from the heavens. The heavens changed. Everything came to a standstill!

Li Wuchen reeled back in shock and terror. The other teachers from the Fire Spirit Academy were equally dumbstruck. The Fire Spirit Academy dean's eyes widened as an overpowering sense of danger exploded in his head. It was like a sudden tsunami that threatened to drag him under!

"That's impossible!" Amidst the shocked gasps, before everyone's eyes, Wang Baole descended from the sky in a tornado, the sharp light glimmering off his blade hundreds of feet long. It sliced through the heavens!

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Chapter 301: What Do I Have to Fear!

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The eyes of the Fire Spirit Academy dean turned red. He used his full strength to repel the blow, but he still couldn't withstand the full force of Wang Baole's attack. With the fall of the blade, a thunderous explosion resounded in the air.

The resultant force of the attack surged outward in waves. The students crowded outside the hotel reeled back in shock, and many spat blood out from their mouths. Everyone started to step back hastily. Even the teachers from the Fire Spirit Academy shuddered violently as they threw up mouthfuls of blood. Like kites cut from their strings, they stumbled and staggered backwards.

The dean of the Fire Spirit Academy had blood spilling from his lips as well. The hair stuck to his scalp disintegrated and turned to dust. His body trembled violently. The flat side of the saber's blade smacked firmly on his chest. He curled in and was flung out across the street, landing right in his school campus.

Wang Baole had shown him mercy. At the last moment, he had twisted his blade such that the blunt and flat surface hit the dean. Else, the dean of the Fire Spirit Academy would have been beheaded with that single sweep of his blade!

In the Mystic Luna Realm, Wang Baole wouldn't have been able to accomplish this attack. He had only reached the Foundation Establishment realm and hadn't known any Foundation Establishment realm grade mystic techniques. Since he had returned to Earth though, he had begun practicing the Lightning Dao: First Volume. It might appear that he had only mastered the first tier and acquired a lightning tattoo on his right leg, but that wasn't true. Practicing the mystic technique also helped to refine his Spirit Qi. It had become more distilled, growing purer and stronger.

During this period, his physique was also being nourished and maintained at peak condition. His meld with the green lotus had allowed his physical body to flourish and strengthen like never before. As a result, he was able to display a fighting prowess that surpassed his performance in the Mystic Luna Realm!

After having sent the dean flying with a single smack from his saber, and instilling shock and awe in the other teachers, Wang Baole turned around suddenly. His breathing was slightly uneven as he stared at Li Wuchen.

Li Wuchen's face was deathly pale. His eyes revealed his disbelief and incredulity. He had known all along that Wang Baole was very strong, but he never expected him to be that powerful. He never expected Wang Baole to be such a freak of nature.

"Wang Baole, I dare you not to use your Dharmic Armaments! Do you have the guts to do that?" Li Wuchen shouted as he retreated hastily. He was unwilling to admit defeat.

"If you hit my students, then I'll come after you with my Dharmic Armaments!" Wang Baole glared and retorted immediately. He dashed out, and with a sudden burst of speed, he caught up immediately. He raised his saber and sent it slashing!

"I didn't…" Li Wuchen froze when he heard Wang Baole's words. He was about to explain himself when his pupils contracted suddenly, and he hurriedly blocked the attack. His eyes were focused on the blade above him descending on his head, so he didn't see the flicker in Wang Baole's eyes and the lightning-fast kick from his right leg.

His reflexes quickly caught up. As alarm flashed across his face, he lowered his left hand to block the kick. There was a loud sound of a collision. The bone in his left hand fractured instantly, and the sharp pain sent cold sweat dripping from his forehead. At least he'd managed to block the sudden kick from Wang Baole.

"You've got quite a strong physical body!" Wang Baole's eyes flashed. He hadn't used his full strength. They had been from the same college, after all, and weren't archenemies or anything like that. This was simply a petty dispute, and he only intended to teach the other a lesson. Seeing how his kick had been intercepted, Wang Baole snorted. The lightning resting within his right leg erupted.

A lightning bolt snaked out unexpectedly from Wang Baole's right leg with a thundering roar and slipped around Li Wuchen's injured left hand. Li Wuchen watched in shock and horror as it landed a direct hit on his crotch!

An agonizing scream rang out as Li Wuchen's body was flung outwards like a limp ragdoll. Compared to Wang Baole, who had survived countless life and death battles and grown stronger for it, Li Wuchen was clearly lacking in cultivation, fighting capabilities, and experience.

Li Wuchen might have been able to hold his own against Wang Baole when they had both been at the True Breath realm. Now though, they were clearly no longer in the same league.

The surrounding students, having witnessed the scene before them, were all stunned speechless. The students from the Fire Spirit Academy started trembling. When they looked at Wang Baole, it was with fear in their eyes.

Especially the few who had spoken brashly earlier, they were terrified. They felt an inexplicable sharp pain between their legs… Wang Baole's earlier slash of his saber that had driven the dean off hadn't made as deep an impression on the students. They had found him fearsome and almost invincible, but they had remained quite unaffected by the attack.

However… his subsequent kick to the crotch that had been followed with a lightning bolt attack sent every single student from the Fire Spirit Academy reeling in alarm. They felt a sudden chill come over them.

"He actually kicked him in the crotch! That kick would have smashed everything between the legs!"

"That was such a low blow! It wasn't enough to just kick him. He followed up with a lightning strike. Anything left unsmashed would have been toasted!"

"This Dean Wang from the Dao Mountain Mist Academy must have an intense dislike of people's crotches. Does he have some secret disease or something?"

As the pale-faced Fire Spirit Academy students retreated hastily, the students from the Dao Mountain Mist Academy, including Jin Duozhi, experienced a sudden surge of emotions. They looked at Wang Baole, with bruised faces and swollen eyes, in a completely different light.

They had thought him an ordinary member of the school's upper management, but when they looked at Wang Baole now, it was with eyes filled with adoration and respect.

They were overwhelmed with excitement. They were overcome by an inexplicable feeling of Wang Baole standing up for them. Even though Li Wuchen wasn't the person who had beat them up—the students from the Fire Spirit Academy were the ones who had done that—they knew Dean Wang couldn't possibly have known that. Under such circumstances, he had stood up for them and kicked the asses of the other academy's teachers and deans. They couldn't be more moved.

Especially having witnessed how powerful Wang Baole was. He had sent the dean flying with a sweep of his saber, kicked the vice dean, and sent the remaining seven to eight teachers flying as well.

Everything sent their young hearts beating rapidly, and they began to feel a sense of respect for Wang Baole.

Wang Baole noticed the expressions on Jin Duozhi and his students' faces. He blinked, then immediately puffed his chest out. Raising his saber and pointing it at Li Wuchen, he said calmly.

"That's what you get for hitting my students!"

"Remember, only I get to bully my students. No one else gets to do that!" Wang Baole said proudly. In the distance, Li Wuchen started cursing in his heart. He clearly had some means of protecting himself. After receiving the lightning-powered kick from Wang Baole, and spitting blood out from his mouth, his body became enveloped in a dazzling purple light. The speed of his recovery was superhuman, and he managed to struggle to his feet.

Wang Baole's words made him realize the former hadn't changed his shameless ways. He hadn't laid a single hand on the students. Furious, he opened his mouth and was about to protest.

As soon as he opened his mouth, and before he had a chance to say a single word, Wang Baole sneered.

"You're absolutely right. I, Wang Baole, am biased towards my own students!"

"I didn't…" Li Wuchen was at a loss for words. He didn't mention anything about Wang Baole's bias. He didn't even get to say anything in the first place…

"I know you have a sister. This has nothing to do with what happened today. Li Xiu has already told me he wants to introduce his elder sister to me. I have no interest in your sister. Today, I'm going to make one thing clear to everyone. As long as it's my student, as long as he or she calls me dean, accords me full respect, and obeys me, I'll never allow anyone to bully them!"

"Not you, Li Wuchen, not your teachers from the Fire Spirit Academy, not your dean. Not even the Federation President himself!" Wang Baole proclaimed arrogantly. He was quietly pleased. When had he ever lost at bragging?

As soon as he said those words, the Dao Mountain Mist Academy students were all overcome with emotions. They trembled with excitement and agitation, moved beyond words. They were still too young. They saw how Wang Baole had stood up for them and how strong he had been in battle, and they heard the rousing speech he had made, and their eyes turned teary.

"Dean!"

"From now on, Dean, we'll listen to everything you say. Anything you want us to do, we'll get it done!"

"All hail our mighty dean!"

"Dean, are you looking for a godson? From now on, I, Jin Duozhi, will treat you as my godfather!"

Li Wuchen, the Fire Spirit Academy dean who had rushed back limping, and the other teachers, stared in shock at the agitated proclamations coming from the students. They looked at their own students and saw a considerable number staring at Wang Baole with respect and adoration in their eyes. These students were looking at Jin Duozhi and the other Dao Mountain Mist Academy students with envy. This caused alarm bells to sound loudly in their heads. The situation wasn't looking good!

Li Wuchen was equally alarmed and shouted hurriedly.

"Wang Baole, even though we're both cultivators, we are also vice deans of our respective academies. What good does a personal victory do? Do you dare to hold a tournament three months later on Martian Day and let our students fight it out then? Let's have a proper friendly exchange! Let's see whose students are the strongest! The loser will become the grandson. He'll have to bow whenever he sees the winner and address the winner as his granddad!"

Wang Baole raised his eyebrow. What Li Wuchen had just said was simply too well put. He narrowed his eyes, waved his saber aside, and said coolly.

"Sure, what do I have to fear?" A breeze stirred his hair. The warm glow of the setting sun lit Wang Baole's profile. It made him look slightly slimmer than usual and created an indescribable aura around him.

At that moment, in the crowd, a few female students from both the Fire Spirit Academy and the Dao Mountain Mist Academy stared at Wang Baole with even greater adoration. Someone even whispered softly.

"Dean Wang… is so cool!"

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Chapter 302: Lin Tianhao's Transformation

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With the evening's glow shining on him, Wang Baole's sharp ears caught the soft words of someone praising him amongst the crowds. Instantly, he felt delighted that the students had such a keen eye for talent. He slightly turned his body, changing his posture, and continued to bask under the glow of the evening sun with pride.

Seeing how Wang Baole was posing, Li Wuchen gritted his teeth. He cursed under his breath as he snarled before he turned to leave. Very quickly, under the instructions of the other teachers, the students from Fire Spirit Academy who were outside Battle-axe Hotel left one after another. However, some of them were clearly swayed by Wang Baole. They turned their heads to look at Wang Baole while leaving, their eyes carrying a look of admiration.

The students from Dao Mountain Mist Academy, on the other hand, were extremely exhilarated as they crowded around Wang Baole. They didn't hide the passion in their eyes, as to them, Wang Baole was a superior figure after what he had been through.

"Fire Spirit Academy has mentioned that they want to engage us in a sparring match! Tell me! Are all of you confident?" Wang Baole spoke calmly, putting away his Dharmic Armament as he swept his gaze across the students who revered him.

The replies from these tens of students were energetic, passionate, and loud.

"Yes!"

"Great! Since all of you are confident, I will teach you my top secret tactic!" Wang Baole waved his hands and took out his cruiser before leaving the Battle-axe Hotel with the cheers and anticipation of the students in the background.

However, just before he left, Wang Baole met the person in charge of the hotel, Xu Zhenjing, and sent out an order.

"Make me a hundred axes with their edges all directed towards Fire Spirit College!"

Having witnessed Wang Baole's astonishing combat capabilities with his own eyes, Xu Zhenjing was also extremely shocked. Now, listening to Wang Baole's words, he hurriedly abided. He knew that this new employer of his was an enemy of Fire Spirit College.

That was indeed the truth. Wang Baole wasn't the least bit happy with Li Wuchen, and the feeling was mutual. It wouldn't have mattered as much if there were no conflict between them. However, since they fought again at the Battle-axe Hotel, coupled with the fact that they were of the same rank, Wang Baole was determined to let Li Wuchen know how impressive he was by showcasing his skills at the sparring match that Li Wuchen initiated.

You will not defeat me, and your students will not defeat mine! Wang Baole sneered. He had only intended to stay for a year with Dao Mountain Mist Academy, but now that someone had provoked him, Wang Baole felt that he had a duty to let Li Wuchen know who the boss was.

Three days passed just like that.

A hundred axes were laid densely outside the hotel in a frightening and imposing manner. Fire Spirit Academy seemed crestfallen, and not only was Li Wuchen scared by it, but the teachers and the dean reacted in the same way as well.

"What a bully!"

"We must win the sparring battle in three months!"

All the teachers of Fire Spirit Academy were determined. That was especially so for Li Wuchen, who began preparing for the sparring match with passion in his eyes. The battle that was to be held outside the Battle-axe Hotel; that, as well as what Wang Baole said back then, spread throughout the entire Dao Mountain Mist Academy from the mouths of the tens of students involved.

"Fire Spirit Academy was extremely despicable to bring over a hundred people to gang up on us. Thankfully, Dean Wang stood up for us, beating all their teachers viciously and protecting us from the front!"

"Dean Wang mentioned that no one could bully his students, not even the Federation President!"

"All of you have missed out on how imposing Dean Wang appeared with the glow of the evening sun on him. He was like a dragon, his spear cutting across the clouds as it charged directly towards the dean of Fire Spirit Academy! After that incident, all the students from the Fire Spirit Academy became so respectful towards Dean Wang!"

"The dean is so suave! I will never forget how cool Dean Wang looked when he attacked with his kick!"

These tens of students who admired Wang Baole, especially Jin Duozhi and company, were already quite influential within the academy. Relating their personal experience and passionately advertising the issue, especially when they described in detail how Wang Baole landed a thunderous kick on his opponents' crotch, caused the news to spread like wildfire amongst the Dao Mountain Mist Academy students. When they heard the stories, they all grew excited.

If they were adults, they might not have been so head over heels, believing everything that others had told them. However, these students were still rather innocent. Looking at how excited Jin Duozhi and company were with the bruises they carried proudly, they grew exhilarated as well.

"The Fire Spirit Academy has made a bet with Dean Wang. We must definitely win the sparring match in three months!"

"Yes! I want to take part in kicking Fire Spirit Academy's ass as well!"

In a blink of an eye, the entire Dao Mountain Mist Academy was overflowing with ardor and zeal coursing through their blood. The reasons behind their emotions made the teachers from Dao Mountain Mist Academy surprised after they understood the situation. They all felt that the newly appointed Vice Dean Wang Baole was a character not to be belittled.

Seeing how the mood in the entire Dao Mountain Mist Academy had been swayed, Wang Baole was satisfied. However, even though he had great ambitions, he found that reality was cruel when he put in the effort to understand the caliber of the students from Dao Mountain Mist Academy.

Even though Dao Mountain Mist Academy and Fire Spirit Academy were both elite academies, Dao Mountain Mist Academy's dean was someone who went according to the rules. Perhaps it was his age that made him less willing to improve. Therefore, all these years, regardless of whether it was in terms of the credentials of the teachers, or the students' combat capabilities, they had all fallen behind that of Fire Spirit Academy.

After all, the dean of Fire Spirit Academy was an ambitious person, putting in hard work to transform the college while gaining the support of numerous factions of Mars.

Therefore, if they didn't put in the effort to change, Fire Spirit Academy would definitely surpass Dao Mountain Mist Academy in the sparring match.

This was a headache for Wang Baole. He had confidence in transforming the college, but three months wasn't enough. It wasn't possible unless there was a significant amount of funds and resources. However, even though Dao Mountain Mist Academy seemed to be thriving now, it was merely an empty shell without many resources that Wang Baole could mobilize.

Even if he were to apply for resources and funds from the Mars government, the approval would take some time. After making some brief calculations, Wang Baole realized that time was running short, and this made him even more troubled.

I hadn't put in the effort here previously and didn't understand the situation. If I had known that the college was in this state earlier… I wouldn't have agreed to the match so readily. Li Wuchen is so sly! Wang Baole was troubled. He approached Dao Mountain Mist Academy's dean to discuss the matter, but the dean merely offered a smile, giving the green light for Wang Baole to do anything he desired since he felt that he was about to retire anyway. However, the dean offered no ideas at all.

Wang Baole sighed, knowing that it was at least not a bad thing being under the leadership of a person like the dean, whom at the very least wasn't a hot-headed, capable person. He was agreeable to everything, but it was also because of this that the challenge before him had become something that he needed to tackle on his own.

After thinking about the different possibilities, Wang Baole finally thought of Lin Tianhao.

When we were at odds during our times in Ethereal Dao College, he seemed to have a flair for spreading rumors. He isn't stupid, but simply unlucky to have met me. With that thought, Wang Baole immediately summoned Lin Tianhao, throwing the tough question to him.

"Tianhao, this matter would affect Dao Mountain Mist Academy's future and reputation. I will hand it to you. If you succeed, I will definitely convey good words about you to the dean!" Wang Baole cleared his throat as he patted Lin Tianhao's shoulder while conveying his confidence in Lin Tianhao through his eyes.

Lin Tianhao was taken aback after listening to Wang Baole. He looked perplexed at Wang Baole and was himself troubled and battling with a new headache. He felt that Wang Baole was too shameless. Wang Baole was the one who accepted the invitation for the sparring battle, and now that it seemed too challenging, he threw the problem towards him.

Lin Tianhao didn't trust Wang Baole's promise that he would sing praises of him before the dean. However, he had no other choice. Regardless of whether it was his role or his position, he was surpassed by Wang Baole, who was also his direct superior. Such an order could indeed pressure him to his limits.

Why am I so unlucky to not only be bullied by him in the Dao College but even now when I've graduated? Lin Tianhao was sad and angry. However, it wasn't time for him to air his unhappiness. Therefore, he quickly thought of more important matters. After a brief moment, he gritted his teeth, stepping forward before speaking softly.

"Dean, if it's just resources. I have an idea…"

"Oh?" Wang Baole was about to raise his teacup, but he quickly glanced at Lin Tianhao after hearing his words.

"Dean, I know that you actually already have an idea. You're just trying to test me, right? What I'm saying now should be similar to what you have thought of. Our troubles could be solved easily, in my opinion. The parents of these students are no ordinary people. Even though they are no match for you, they are still considered influential and powerful people on Mars.

"I feel that they would definitely solve our troubles for us with delight and initiative. After all, the sparring will take place on Martian Day. By slightly manipulating the situation and expanding the area, we could invite the parents of the students to be spectators. This way, the Fire Spirit Academy would have to mirror us or lose out in terms of imposing manner. However, if that ends up being the case… it means that the parents of students from both colleges would show up to watch the match. This would be a spectacular event for the Martian Colony, and it's likely that even the City Lord would come personally to watch the match… This is akin to having the opportunity to showcase their children before the City Lord.

"No parent would want to see their child lose, especially in front of the City Lord…" Lin Tianhao spoke with gusto and had unconsciously curried the favor of Wang Baole, exhausting all his energy in order to not be in the hot seat.

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Chapter 303: Heaven Devouring Skill!

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As Wang Baole listened, his eyes widened, and his breathing quickened. Lin Tianhao's idea was in an entirely different direction from what he had imagined, which broadened his perspective.

I should have thought of it earlier! What a waste of what I've learned from the high officials' autobiographies! Wang Baole's eyes glowed, as to him, the likelihood of the method of ordering others to carry out tasks in the name of a superior succeeding was almost a hundred percent!

Wang Baole now viewed Lin Tianhao differently. Vaguely, there was a sense of suspicion, as he pondered about whether Lin Tianhao had also read the high officials' autobiographies. However, when he recalled that Lin Tianhao's father was a Secondary Rank Two high official, he realized that Lin Tianhao didn't need to read any autobiographies at all, for he could learn from the everyday actions of this father. Therefore, Wang Baole laughed, patting Lin Tianhao's shoulders firmly.

"Tianhao, this is indeed a task for you, and you have indeed not disappointed me. It is worth it for me to sing praises of you before the dean. What you have mentioned just now was exactly what I was thinking of," Wang Baole said with a smile.

Lin Tianhao felt disgusted but didn't show it on the surface. Instead, he flattered Wang Baole with what he said next.

"This is the result of learning under a superior like you all these years." As he spoke those words, Lin Tianhao felt his face turn red with embarrassment. He cursed under his breath, thinking about how Wang Baole was really a jinx to him. He was a bully in the Dao College, and even more so on Mars, resulting in him no longer having the desire to rebel. Instead, his attitude was to go with the flow of things.

Listening to Lin Tianhao's attempt at currying his favor, which were clearly not as impressive as that of Liu Daobin's and which obviously showed that he wasn't accustomed to such practices, left Wang Baole satisfied. He continued to speak with a smile after leading Lin Tianhao to have a seat on the sofa.

"Tianhao, it seems like you have already understood the purpose of the college. Your father is a Secondary Rank Two Noble who intentionally arranged for you to be here. I had planned to remind you of that if you were still not performing up to standard after a period of time." Wang Baole smiled while he spoke, purposely revealing a profound look in his eyes.

In reality, he had also just understood that this so-called elite academy wasn't as useless as he had originally thought. It was extremely beneficial to him, on an unimaginable level!

With the college under his control, as well as having gained the admiration and respect of the students, it would mean that he had already gained access to a significant portion of the human resources within Mars. These human resources would be extremely useful in times of need.

That wasn't the most important part. After the students grew up, the gains that he could obtain in the future in terms of fame as their dean would be astonishing.

When he understood all of that, Wang Baole was bursting with emotions and excitement internally, even though he appeared indifferent on the surface. He no longer felt that his position was disadvantaged. Instead, he now thought of it as a steal.

No wonder Senator Lin wanted his son to come here… Wang Baole came to a realization but didn't show it on his face as he smiled while looking at Lin Tianhao.

Lin Tianhao hesitated for a brief moment, suddenly confused about whether Wang Baole had known the purpose of the college long before, or had just responded to the new realization. However, after considering that their relationship had become more friendly now, he chose not to hide anything and instead spoke truthfully.

"Dean, I was very unwilling to come when my father sent me here initially. That was until he told me not to belittle Mars's elite academies. The students here have parents who are either rich or influential and are prominent, dignified individuals working on Mars with deep connections to others. Becoming the teacher of their children is akin to gaining control of the core… Naturally, this means access to the deep interpersonal connections that they hold.

"Furthermore, in the future, as the students grow, a teacher who once taught and cultivated them would be on a different level in terms of identity and status.

"My father mentioned that I should come here to hone my skills while laying the foundation to access these valuable human resources…"

Wang Baole was surprised, as he felt that Lin Tianhao's father, Senator Lin, was worthy as a City Lord with the rank of a Secondary Rank Two Noble. These thoughts appeared simple but showed how wide his world view was. He was living in the now but planning for the future.

Wang Baole continued conversing with Lin Tianhao, concluding some details regarding the rumors and the workflow for the task. He then passed the entire assignment under the control of Lin Tianhao before raising his teacup.

Lin Tianhao stood up hurriedly, leaving after exchanging greetings.

As he watched Lin Tianhao leave into the distance, Wang Baole put down the teacup. His breathing quickened, and his eyes shone brightly. He stood up and walked several rounds around his office, exhilarated.

I must emerge victorious in the sparring match in three months! Holding onto the strong desire to win, Wang Baole began to complete and perfect his plans. He thought about the students, who were now on the first level of the Ancient Martial realm. If they were to further advance in Ancient Martial realm, they would need a strong physique.

It was only through this method that they would have sufficient Blood Qi to advance to the Ancient Martial realm Physical Seal, as well as the Pulse Enrichment stage.

Physique is one issue, while the other would be… a trump card!

While making the training plans, Wang Baole first thought about his past self. He felt that he was formidable while he was in the Ancient Martial realm. If he could nurture tens or even hundreds of people like his younger self, then the victor of this sparring match would be clear.

Therefore, the trump card is extremely important as well. After thinking about it, Wang Baole decided to impart his grappling skill to the students. However, there wasn't really a need to impart this skill, as anyone who had witnessed it in action would be able to do it. All they needed to do was to familiarize themselves with the skill.

However, no matter how familiar they were with it, they would never be as good as Wang Baole. That was because Wang Baole had the devouring seed, which was the reason why the grappling skill was so impressive when he exhibited it!

The Great Void Qi Devouring Art is my foundation, and I cannot impart that skill. Little Missy wouldn't allow me to do that anyways. With that thought, Wang Baole felt a little troubled. After pondering about it for a while, he decided to enter the Hallucination realm to seek Little Missy's advice.

The Hallucination realm was still covered with snow and ice. However, Wang Baole didn't see Little Missy this time. When he took out the black mask in the Hallucination realm and relayed his question, the black mask shone slightly, before words appeared on it.

Wang Baole hurriedly took a look, and his eyes lit up instantly as he read the words.

This is possible? Wang Baole took a deep breath. The black mask suggested a cultivation technique that was different, but still somewhat similar to that of the Great Void Qi Devouring Art. It could be said to be a simplified version of it.

Learning the simplified version wouldn't result in the formation of a devouring seed, but could form a suction force to a certain extent. That would satisfy the requirements necessary for one to master the grappling skill.

That was secondary. More importantly, the words on the mask clearly relayed to Wang Baole that everyone who trained in this simplified cultivation technique would be controlled by the devouring seed.

It was unpredictable yet brought about advantages. Furthermore, to Ancient Martial realm cultivators, being trained in this cultivation technique would be extremely beneficial, and could quicken the rate of increasing one's level of cultivation.

To a certain extent, it could be said that unless they became Wang Baole's enemy in the future, they wouldn't be put in a disadvantage. Instead, they would stand to gain significantly.

Wang Baole thought about the simplified version of the Qi Devouring Art and made a decision. After leaving the Hallucination realm, he began implementing his training plan. Five hundred people were included in the first batch.

In the three months to follow, a hundred people would be chosen out of this five hundred to take part in the sparring match. The sparring match on Mars wasn't carried out on an arena. Instead, a hundred people would form a group that went against another group of hundred.

Not only did this test one's combat capabilities, but it also assessed the team's cooperation and coordination. That made it challenging, but also in line with the spirit of the Federation.

The Federation needed a hero, but had a greater need for overall greatness.

Just like that, Dao Mountain Mist Academy's dean gave Wang Baole, the vice dean, full rights and authority. Three days later, on a specially demarcated area within Dao Mountain Mist Academy that was designated for cultivation, Wang Baole stood with his arms crossed behind his back, while Lin Tianhao was beside him, looking extremely stern. There were also tens of teachers who were standing around sternly.

Right in front of Wang Baole was a Public Square where five hundred students stood in an orderly manner. There was an equal number of male and female students who were all exhilarated and agitated as they looked at Wang Baole.

From their eyes, a look of respect and admiration was obvious. That was especially so for a portion of students, such as Jin Duozhi, whose eyes were filled not just with respect but also passion when they saw Wang Baole.

With his hands behind his back, Wang Baole felt satisfaction in response to the students' attitude. He swept his gaze at the crowd before speaking calmly.

"Today, I will impart you with a peerless cultivation technique. This cultivation technique is extremely formidable and could be used for the rest of your life. It is also what made me so impressive!

"I want all of you to remember that without my permission, you aren't allowed to teach it to others!

"This technique is known as… Baole Heaven Devouring Skill!"

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Chapter 304: Five Hundred Fatties!

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Wang Baole's voice reverberated throughout the entire Public Square, making all the students there extremely surprised. That was especially so after hearing that Wang Baole was imparting such a peerless skill, which made them even more excited.

What surprised them most was the name of that peerless skill, 'Baole Heaven Devouring Skill…'

The name made many people widen their eyes. They were confused, and some of them even began talking in a hushed manner.

"This… This name is a little weird…"

"Maybe this cultivation technique is known as the Heaven Devouring Skill! The term 'Baole' could be added by Dean Wang Baole himself?"

"It sounds a little dumb…"

As the students discussed amongst themselves, Jin Duozhi from the Trilunaris Corporation, as well as the students who had been through the incident at the Battle-axe Hotel, all turned their heads and looked angrily at the students who were engaged in the discussion.

"Shut up, none of you have a clue about how impressive that skill is!"

"Our dear dean is so selfless in imparting his secret skill, and yet all of you still gossip behind his back? Just listening to its name, this Baole Heaven Devouring Skill already sounds formidable, several times more impressive than what has been passed down in my family!"

These people stared angrily at the crowd, with Jin Duozhi fuming with rage and his voice the loudest amongst them.

"What's wrong in naming the cultivation technique after himself, since he rightly created it? This is extremely logical and reasonable, and at the same time shows how confident the dean is in his skill!

"Furthermore, the term 'Heaven Devouring' implies that the dean is extremely formidable, and is a highly regarded individual. This is to encourage us to learn earnestly and practice diligently. He also wants to tell us that cultivators of our generation shouldn't see the sky as the limit. One day, we will be able to break that boundary and make a name for ourselves through devouring the heavens!"

"It gives us hope, and at the same time, he willingly sacrificed himself so that we could succeed. The simple name of the cultivation technique represents the hopes that the dean has for us, his fearlessness towards the Heavenly Dao, as well as his wish for us to step into the Great Dao in order to fulfill our dreams. Why don't any of you understand his efforts?" Jin Duozhi sounded extremely pained as if he had managed to understand something so profound and precious which the others disregarded. As he spoke, the students around him all felt a torrent of emotions. When they looked towards Wang Baole, their eyes carried a look of excitement and agitation.

Jin Duozhi's explanation pumped up the spirits of those young students. Images of themselves stepping onto the clouds and devouring the heavens and earth appeared in their minds.

Soon, even those who initially questioned Wang Baole or were confused repented, and they were also filled with excitement. They all looked at Wang Baole with passion as they waited for him to impart his knowledge.

Jin Duozhi pumped up his chest proudly, bowing deeply at Wang Baole with cupped fists. When he raised his head, he announced loudly.

"Thank you for sharing your knowledge, Dean!"

When he spoke, the students around him followed suit immediately. Instantly, voices spread in all directions and formed quite an astonishing sight.

Even Wang Baole was surprised. He had come up with the name without much thought and had never thought that it would be interpreted that way by Jin Duozhi.

Wang Baole wasn't the only one dumbfounded. Lin Tianhao, who was standing beside him, subconsciously made the decision to distance himself from Wang Baole after hearing the name of the cultivation technique. The teachers standing around were also confused initially, but now, after hearing Jin Duozhi's explanation, many of them hesitated. Jin Duozhi's explanation had somehow… made sense.

Wang Baole blinked his eyes and looked at Jin Duozhi, touched. He thought about what a talent he was, before clearing his throat and waving his hand.

"Since all of you have understood where I'm coming from, you should practice hard in the days to come. Four hundred of you will be eliminated, and the hundred of you that remain can be considered my disciples in the Federation in the future!" Wang Baole spoke proudly, and as his voice reverberated, the five hundred students grew even more agitated.

A passionate fire was burning in the eyes of the majority of students, though not everyone. Basking in the emotional atmosphere, Wang Baole was satisfied. When the area had been cordoned off completely, and when Lin Tianhao and company had left, Wang Baole began to impart the Heaven Devouring Skill to the students.

Even though the Heaven Devouring Skill, being a simplified version of the Great Void Qi Devouring Art, wouldn't lead to the formation of a devouring seed, it was still impressive in terms of suction force. That was especially so as it was easy to master without any significant difficulties.

This made the five hundred students all focus hard in order to remember the skill. They then began practicing. The effect of the Heaven Devouring Skill was astonishing, far exceeding that of the Qi Fostering Art. Anyone who managed to master it would immediately sense that the suction force that emerged from their bodies made the surrounding Spirit Qi charge towards them at several times the original speed.

"Gosh! This Baole Heaven Devouring Skill is so amazing!"

"It is so fast… At least five times that of what I was at previously!"

"Jin Duozhi was right! This is the reason why the dean could make a name for himself and become so formidable! This cultivation technique is… unbeatable!"

After experiencing the prowess of the skill, the students were all agitated. There were tens of them who were already of excellent caliber. After practicing the skill, they felt the effects even more significantly. Even their Blood Qi became more concentrated. Instantly, this encouraged others to speed up in their practice, excited at receiving a precious skill.

Just like that, several days passed.

Each of the five hundred students managed to master the Heaven Devouring Skill. After experiencing its astonishing effects personally, a never-before-seen wave of agitation emerged from them.

On one hand, they were competing against each other, while on the other, the effectiveness of the Heaven Devouring Skill gave them a sense of indescribable thrill as they continued practicing. Therefore, every single one of them was determined and practiced diligently.

This was a behavior rarely seen from people like them. After all, they were from rich families and were all lazy to a certain extent. When they had the opportunity to relax, they would never think about practicing.

However, right now, there were several different factors, all acting together to culminate into a sense of motivation and drive. After making a comparison, their progress was shocking. Not only were the teachers from Dao Mountain Mist Academy surprised, but even the students' parents noticed the growth of their children and were impressed.

Some parents who were worried even checked out the cultivation technique themselves. Even though their children didn't tell them about it, they still managed to ask and gain an answer somehow. After researching it on their own, they found that there was no harm in the cultivation technique at all. Practicing it would raise the speed in which one levels up in their cultivation. They immediately approved their children to practice the skill, and their curiosity and gratitude towards Wang Baole grew.

"It must be a top cultivation technique that Wang Baole came up with based on his own life experiences…"

"Everyone tries to keep a skill a secret after they have mastered it, but Wang Baole actually imparted it to my child…"

"I definitely owe him one! This cultivation technique is well suited for Ancient Martial realm cultivators. However, since it was personally taught by Wang Baole, we shouldn't leak it out. Otherwise, it would be too unjust and unreasonable."

The parents of the students all reached a consensus. They also gained an understanding of the sparring match that was to take place three months later. With their encouragement, their children grew even more passionate and became even more diligent in their practice.

At the same time, Wang Baole gave each student a list of resources to be brought to their parents. After looking and thinking it through, since the resources would be used on their children, the parents all willingly donated them to the college.

Just like that, half a month passed by at a hurried pace. The students were all astonishingly determined, and their Blood Qi became more concentrated as the days passed. However, there was an unavoidable side effect of the Heaven Devouring Skill, which eventually became more apparent.

That was… obesity!

In this half a month, as the five hundred students maniacally practiced, the Spirit Qi that they had absorbed was turned into spirit fat. It was obvious that, regardless of whether they were male or female, their weight was increasing by the day, and they were all slowly turning into fatties…

Half a month ago, all of them were slim and slender. However, right now, the five hundred individuals on the Public Square had turned into five hundred fatties. They were all rotund and looked very adorable. At the same time, the Blood Qi in their bodies was at least twice as strong as half a month ago.

Some talented performers like Jin Duozhi, who was Wang Baole's firm believer, had grown so fat that he had become even more obese than Wang Baole. The boost in his cultivation was also the most astonishing, boosted close to the limits of the Blood Qi realm and stepping into the Physical Seal realm, as the Blood Qi grew to six times that of the original.

Even so, the weight gain and the fact that they had become fatties made some students shocked. That was especially so for the female students, who were dumbfounded. They cared a lot about their appearances and were considering dropping out.

It was not just them, but also Lin Tianhao, the college teachers, and even the students' parents, who were delighted yet upset at the same time. The five hundred students looked so much like mini-Wang Baoles…

Wang Baole had long anticipated that this would happen. After noticing that his students had all become fatties, he initiated a meeting on the Public Square, where he munched on his snacks while speaking to everyone.

"There is nothing to fear. Relax, everyone, as everything has been considered in my plan. The weight gain is only the first step in the foundation. Thereafter, I will lead all of you in losing weight, while further boosting your cultivation!

"This is because I will impart all of you with a skill that is even more valuable than the Heaven Devouring Skill. That is… The Weight Loss Cultivation Art!"

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"The first move of the Weight Loss Cultivation—running!" With Wang Baole's command, the five hundred students all began running, not just on the Public Square, but around the entire college. They practically sprinted.

Just like he was back then, the students didn't experience any fatigue from running. They were overflowing with energy, and the thick layer of spirit fat was being absorbed as they ran. Gradually, everyone felt that their capabilities were boosted significantly.

The running lasted for three days. Seeing how their figure was swiftly being restored, the students were relieved. They also found out about an issue, and that was… the fatter someone was before, the quicker their cultivation was leveled up after the Weight Loss Cultivation!

For example, Jin Duozhi had immediately broken through the Blood Qi stage and entered the Physical Seal realm. There were also many who perfected the Blood Qi stage, and these students were without a doubt the fattest of the lot.

"I told all of you previously to believe in the dean. Furthermore, what's the issue with being fat? The fatter I am, the more powerful I am!" Jin Duozhi spoke with pride, arrogant about how obese he was. That made many students surprised, and at the same time, they also slowly began to realize how reasonable it sounded.

Therefore, they continued running and training while practicing the Heaven Devouring Skill even more diligently. Wang Baole was encouraged, and through this process, the students looked different from day to day. Their figures recovered but soon ballooned up again.

This time, there were no more concerns from anyone, regardless of whether it was the teachers from the school or the students' parents. After all, they had all seen the transformation that had taken place in their children with their own eyes, and felt the speed of growth in their cultivation, as well their passion towards cultivation, in this short period of time of less than a month.

The former was hard to come by, and the latter was even rarer!

In addition, Wang Baole didn't disregard the students' weight gain. When he saw that most of the students were growing fatter, he imparted the second move of the Weight Loss Cultivation Art.

That was… weight lifting!

Wang Baole still remembered that he had achieved a breakthrough previously through weight lifting. Therefore, he put a lot of emphasis on weight lifting, and this prompted the students to lift weights on the Public Square with all their efforts, grunting while they did so.

There were male and female students in the group. Not just the male students, but also the female students, were putting in all their effort. The dumbbells that the female students used were heavier than many of their male schoolmates'. They grunted in such a masculine manner that it surprised the male students.

Wang Baole was very satisfied with this outcome. He weaved within the crowd of students, encouraging them.

Right now, outside the Public Square, several teachers stood dumbfounded looking at the students who were carrying weights like maniacs. One of the teachers mumbled while looking at a female student, who was in the midst of competing with Jin Duozhi.

"I remember that Zhou Mei was a dainty lady just a month ago…"

At this moment, the once dainty lady had become obese. Her strength erupted, and her muscular physique could be seen clearly. Similarly, she achieved a breakthrough in her cultivation, advancing from the Blood Qi stage to the Physical Seal stage, riding on the heels of Jin Duozhi.

Zhou Mei wasn't an exception. Though it wasn't the case for everyone, almost half of the five hundred students improved significantly in terms of physique after the past month of training and weight loss. It could be visibly seen that every single one of them were extremely strong physically; each of them inspired to work hard as they grew confident in themselves.

However, before long, some of the students who had advanced the greatest in terms of cultivation seemed to have reached a plateau physically. It was difficult for them to dissolve the spirit fat, regardless of whether it was through running or weight lifting.

In response to this issue, Wang Baole, who had experienced the same thing himself, simply smiled and spoke.

"Which of your parents can construct a big smelting furnace using the blueprint that I have here?"

The moment he said that, many students responded immediately. In the end, Jin Duozhi, using his cultivation that far exceeded that of the other students, managed to kick the other students away in order to grab onto the opportunity to make a loud promise.

"Rest assured, Dean, I will send a voice transmission to my grandfather right away. If it isn't completed in the next two days, I will break off all ties with him!" Jin Duozhi looked at the other indignant schoolmates around him arrogantly. He was filled with delight as he thought about how he would never concede the opportunity to suck up to the dean to his schoolmates.

Wang Baole patted Jin Duozhi's thick shoulders encouragingly, deeply heartened. He even further advised Jin Duozhi.

"Express your gratitude to your grandfather sincerely. Don't break off ties with him so willy-nilly, as this is filial piety…"

Jin Duozhi obeyed Wang Baole's instructions immediately, and hurriedly nodded his head.

On that very night, a large number of people from the Trilunaris Corporation arrived and began construction. Several Foundation Establishment cultivators also participated, all unhappy but left without a choice but to work. Within two days, an impressive smelting furnace was indeed built.

Even though it still fell short compared to the one from Ethereal Dao College, it was already largely similar to a certain extent. Most importantly, it was completed within two days, which meant that it was a financially costly construction.

With the completion of the smelting furnace, Wang Baole could finally put into practice the third trick of his Weight Loss Cultivation plans. The first batch of students who entered the smelting furnace seemed to have been revived, recovering in terms of their figures, while their cultivation was also significantly raised. This made the other students even more motivated.

At the same time, his cultivation plan was considered completed after the successful construction of the smelting furnace.

His plan was centered around the Heaven Devouring Skill to increase the speed in which the students' cultivation leveled up. He leveraged on the suction force to absorb large amounts of spirit fat that would otherwise be impossible naturally. After which, he moved through the pipeline first with running, then with weight lifting, and finally the construction of a smelting furnace.

Through these three steps, which allowed the absorption and dissolving of spirit fat, the students were able to regain their figures, and at the same time receive a boost in terms of individual cultivation levels.

All these were just the first part of his plans. He would only move forward to the second part if the first part were successful. At the same time, the elimination process also began.

After all, not everyone could bear with the weight gain for the sake of skill improvement. The first batch of people who were eliminated were the people who didn't have this sort of determination.

As the dean, Wang Baole felt responsible for this group of students. Everyone who was to leave was able to recover their original figures which had been transformed after his monstrous training regime. After they left after being eliminated, Wang Baole sternly announced to everyone that those who couldn't persevere shouldn't continue practicing the Heaven Devouring Skill. If they really wanted to practice the skill, they would need to be able to control themselves.

Otherwise, it would be difficult for them to recover to their original figures if their body weight increased exponentially, but were unable to persist in physical cultivation.

Just like that, as time passed, there were less than forty days left to the sparring match. Only half of the five hundred students remained without being eliminated.

That group of students chose to remain after understanding the situation. They decided to continue cultivation without any qualms even after their figures had been restored after going through the smelting furnace. They were all even more determined to master the Heaven Devouring Skill, and as a result, in just a few days, they grew fat again.

However, after a few times, the smelting furnace also began to lose its effectiveness, which slowed their cultivation progress down. They all sought solutions from Wang Baole.

Wang Baole seemed to see a figure of his former self looking at those students. He felt emotional and waved his hands while sipping on Ice Spirit Water.

"Rest assured. I have long made preparations and purchased weight loss pills from Earth. It should arrive by tomorrow." Wang Baole looked encouragingly at the students. Amidst the anticipation of the students, the large batch of Death Pills that Wang Baole had ordered from Xie Haiyang of Earth's Ethereal Dao College arrived the next morning.

The Death Pills were distributed, and in the days that followed, painful cries filled the entire college. Even passersby who heard the sounds emerging from within the college were frightened, as they wondered about what had happened.

The effect of the Death Pills was astounding. However, there were still some students who were unable to withstand it and were eliminated. In the end, less than a hundred and fifty people remained, and after using the Death Pills, all of them had far surpassed their peers in terms of cultivation and physique.

That was especially so for Jin Duozhi and thirty odd other people. They were already equipped with a good foundation; coupled with the special training regime led by Wang Baole, they had advanced exponentially, directly stepping into the Pulse Enrichment realm after breaking through the Physical Seal stage.

Even though their foundation played some part in the rate of their advancement, it still shocked the college and their parents. At the same time, it motivated the other students, who despite not breaking through the Blood Qi stage, weren't far behind as they had reached the peak of Blood Qi.

Their physique was also strengthened after the rounds of cultivation. Wang Baole also felt the meaning of creating benefits for each other, as mentioned by Little Missy, for the first time. In reality, following the cultivation of his students, Wang Baole could feel that his devouring seed seemed to have advanced significantly, and that was also the case for his cultivation.

This made him very surprised. However, Wang Baole, knowing that weight loss wasn't an easy journey, sternly ordered everyone to restrict their practice of the Heaven Devouring Skill from now on. As soon as they discovered that the effect of the Death Pills was tapering down, they were to stop practicing the Heaven Devouring Skill immediately.

Otherwise, even though they could continue to improve their capabilities, it would become more difficult for them to lose weight.

"Even though you wouldn't die, and will still be able to lose weight, you will have to consider everything carefully.

"Next, I will impart another trump card of mine to all of you, and that is… Baole's Formidable Skill!

"This skill is unbeatable. When I unleashed the first move of the skill, someone knelt down and cried for mercy while addressing me as daddy. When I unleashed the second skill, someone lost consciousness and died. As for the third move… It is so powerful that it cannot be used as one desires. This is because, once it is used in the present, it could wipe out an entire future generation!"

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Chapter 306: A Crazy Thought

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The Grappling skill was a trump card Wang Baole learned when he was at the Ancient Martial realm. He earned quite a name for himself through the Ancient Martial Arts, regardless of whether it was when he pried the hands of a beast or when he kicked and came up empty-handed.

Even now, with him reaching Foundation Establishment realm, those three trump cards were still effective to a certain extent. Wang Baole hadn't met anyone who was able to escape from his grasp if he were to unleash the three trump cards unless there was a great difference in their cultivation levels.

Jin Duozhi and the other students who witnessed Wang Baole's kick outside the Battle-axe Hotel back then were amongst the most excited about being imparted with the Grappling skill. Therefore, they illustrated the Grappling skill to the other students, which made them extremely enthusiastic about it. It was to the extent that they forgot about resting and eating, and they picked up the speed of their practice.

In order to help them in their practice, Wang Baole equipped every single student with a puppet. This way, it would be more exhilarating for the students while they trained.

In the days that followed, the teachers and the other students noticed that the hundred-odd students were constantly battling against their own puppets on the Public Square of the college. They either twisted the puppet's fingers or their wrist, and the most vicious of them were female students like Zhou Mei who seemed extremely interested in the three moves. They often used a powerful kick that was so vicious that it gripped everyone with fear when they saw it.

Every student and teacher who witnessed the scene were shocked as a chill was sent down their spines. Even students like Jin Duozhi were taken aback seeing the female students unleashing their skills. They all felt that there was no need to participate in the sparring match in one month. All they needed to do was to get the students from Fire Spirit Academy to watch them, and they would concede defeat without asking.

"This is simply ruthless!"

"Why do I have the feeling that the dean's trump card was specially created for females…" Jin Duozhi and the other students were surprised, and gradually realized that the female students had a better understanding and grasp of the trump card than them. They were indignant, and that caused them to intensify their practice.

The Grappling skill seemed to have transformed their lives to a certain extent, opening a door that would never have been opened previously. As a result, after the students gained an understanding of the fundamentals of the skill, they were able to extend it, creating other new trump cards such as pulling other people's hair.

In the end, almost all the teachers from Dao Mountain Mist Academy were flabbergasted, as they couldn't believe the transformation that had occurred in the students. When they attacked, it was even more shocking.

At the same time—even though most of the students heeded Wang Baole's advice to exercise restraint when practicing the Heaven Devouring Skill to prevent an overt change to their body shape—there were still a few students who either thought too highly of themselves, placed no regard on body weight, or due to some other reasons, didn't stop their practice of the Heaven Devouring Skill.

Their combat powers far exceeded that of others, advancing significantly by the day just like their body weight. These people included Jin Duozhi, Zhou Mei, as well as the others who were outside the Battle-axe Hotel then. There was also a portion of students, less than forty of them, who joined in as well, and their bodies all grew visibly fatter.

Eventually, every single one of them were astoundingly strong and fat. They were especially prominent when they walked around the Public Square, looking like miniature Wang Baoles.

Therefore, the students were quickly segregated into three groups. The first group consisted of the fatties, while the second group were slightly lagging behind in terms of skill, but had managed to maintain their figures. Despite that, they were still far more advanced than their peers, reaching the Physical Seal stage.

The third group was the largest group. Even though they had persevered until now, they hadn't managed to break through the Blood Qi realm in terms of cultivation.

However, regardless of the groupings, there had been transformations in terms of their self-confidence, cultivation, appearance, and personality, after going through the special training regime under Wang Baole's lead for the past two months.

As a role model, Wang Baole's fame, cultivation, and combat skills were the envy of these students. They all began to admire him blindly.

As a result, the habit of snacking was picked up unconsciously by the students. Following their cultivation of the Grappling skill, these students slowly became sly, and they learned to be thick-skinned while getting used to the bizarre looks cast on them by others.

When he noticed those changes, Wang Baole was immensely heartened. He felt that his students had begun to embody his good qualities. He couldn't control himself and took out a mirror to look at himself while gushing.

It must be because I am too handsome. Wang Baole shook his head, sighing in a delighted mood as he left the Public Square. After he left, Jin Duozhi, who was looking at him with adoration all the time, noticed the mirror, and his eyes instantly lit up.

The next day, a luxurious mirror formed from concentrating Spirit Stones appeared in Jin Duozhi's storage bag. He took it out from time to time, looking at the reflection of his plump self in an intoxicated manner, praising himself for how handsome he looked…

In this way, the mirror slowly became the must-have item amongst the students. Some of them took it out often, while some of them did it less. However, regardless of the frequency, everyone was intoxicated with themselves once they took it out.

Perhaps it was this narcissism that managed to hypnotize the students. Gradually, Jin Duozhi and many others grew accustomed to their rotund body shapes and really began to think of themselves as being extremely handsome…

When they looked at Wang Baole, they also found him shockingly handsome.

Wang Baole came to know about this correct sense of beauty held by his students and decided to not correct it. There was even an incredulous thought that surfaced in his mind.

What if… The entire Federation was filled with fatties and viewed obesity as a form of beauty… Then, there would be no more need for me to lose weight, right? With that thought, Wang Baole was gripped by this noble dream of his.

Even though he logically classified the matter as a passing thought, he couldn't stop himself from thinking about it. If he ever became the Federation President one day and promoted the Heaven Devouring Skill with all his efforts, it would definitely improve the overall capabilities of the entire Federation.

At the same time, he could fulfill this new dream that had surfaced in his mind.

With that thought, Wang Baole's breathing quickened. He felt that it wasn't an impossible task… That was especially so as during this period, with the imparting of the Heaven Devouring Skill, even the dean came by to inquire about it, using the excuse of wanting to understand it. He actually passed Wang Baole a jade slip to record the Heaven Devouring Skill.

If this really comes through, there would definitely be Little Missies that are slender and pretty in my eyes but extremely ugly in the eyes of others… With an encouraging gaze, it would be possible to attract her, or even make her stomp in regret that she wasn't a good match for my handsome looks… With that thought, Wang Baole quickly slapped himself on the head, forcefully stopping himself from thinking further about this evil thought.

I cannot continue to think about this… Wang Baole took a deep breath, burying the thought deep in his head, and began cultivation himself. Even though he was training the students all that while, he didn't disregard his own cultivation. With the Heaven Devouring Skill becoming increasingly common, the students appeared to be nearing the early-stage of Foundation Establishment at an even faster rate.

The only issue was that he was still unable to sense the Dark Art. He was overcome with indescribable pain every time he forcefully practiced it, and his body would even grow stiff.

That made him extremely frustrated. He wanted to ask Little Missy about it but felt somewhat embarrassed. Therefore, he grew even more determined.

I don't believe this. I will definitely succeed in mastering the Dark Art!

Just like that, days passed as Wang Baole practiced and trained the students. The annual Martian Day also neared gradually. This so-called Martian Day commemorated the day the Mars City was built and was meant to give recognition to the brave warriors of the Federation, hence the name.

At the same time, Lin Tianhao's plan of spreading rumors grew more apparent with the constant preparation made during the three months, and as the sparring match neared.

He even put in good money to rent the most prominent spirit screen in each zone of Mars. He promoted the sparring match and also created invitation cards to invite all parents of Dao Mountain Mist Academy's students to spectate the sparring match on Martian Day.

That wasn't all, he even contacted the Fire Spirit Academy through some means and managed to convince them to pay half of the cost willingly, and also to invite the participation of the parents of their students.

Furthermore, in order to invite the Governor as a spectator, Lin Tianhao found the alumni records and looked through all the students who had graduated. Even though not everyone could attend, many still agreed to come as it was an invitation from their alma mater.

Almost half of the powerful people on Mars will participate… This way, it strengthens the foundation for me to invite the Governor to participate as well! After making all the preparations, Lin Tianhao was extremely confident as he reported the matter to Wang Baole.

Right now, he had already gotten used to working under Wang Baole. He understood that inviting the Governor wasn't something he should get involved in; instead, the correct way would be to get Wang Baole to handle it.

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Chapter 307: I Am But a Ray of Candlelight

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Wang Baole placed great import on the upcoming friendly match. At first, he had simply accepted Li Wuchen's proposal out of sheer arrogance. He had fought Li Wuchen and won, clearly establishing his authority and strength.

The match had arisen from a petty dispute. However, after he realized the true value of an elites' academy, the gears in his head started spinning furiously. He had a feeling that this… could be his chance!

This was his chance to weaken the giant tree's power over him so that he need not fear him as much in the future!

What I need to do is to establish myself on Mars. Make myself well known amongst the Martian public. If I manage to achieve that, even if the giant tree wants to harm me, he'll find many obstacles in his way.

Simply put, the more attention I attract on Mars, the more famous I am, the safer I will be. In fact, if I can get to know the Governor and gain her favor… I'll have nothing to fear from the giant tree! Wang Baole had organized his thoughts during the three-month-long intensive cultivation for the students and come to this eventual understanding.

That was why he was so fixated on a clean, clear victory. He didn't want to simply win the friendly match; he wanted to win by a large margin. He wanted his students to prove themselves before their parents, the Governor, and the entire Martian City. This was how he would firmly establish himself and make his mark on Mars.

With this victory, he would gain sufficient recognition. A halo would be placed upon his crown, and he would be known as… the famous educator!

To achieve his goals, Wang Baole included himself in the advertisements promoting the friendly match. The advertisements were shown on the spirit screens across the entire Martian Colony, which had been rented by Lin Tianhao. The advertisements listed Wang Baole's past achievements and accolades, with the aim of spreading one message. Wang Baole wasn't only an exemplary figure; he was an educator as well. His disciples were as excellent as he was. It was as the idiom said, "an excellent teacher begets excellent students."

After Lin Tianhao made all the necessary preparations, Wang Baole immediately sought out the dean. He tactfully presented his request and got a nod of approval from the smiling dean. He agreed to Wang Baole's proposal. They penned the invitation together and sent it to the Martian Colony Governor's residence.

Wang Baole had sought the dean out instead of acting unilaterally. This was because, despite Wang Baole's authority over the entire academy, the dean was still the main person in charge in name.

Wang Baole had risen through the ranks of the Ethereal Dao College, from an ordinary student to a Deputy Pavilion Head. He knew how such matters were handled. His approach gave the dean great comfort, and the latter allowed him greater free rein in the management of the academy.

As everything fell into place, Martian Day finally arrived.

The entire Martian City bustled with life that day. It was rowdier than the past Martian Days because every Dao Mountain Mist Academy student had beseeched their parents to support and view the friendly match. That was the mission that Wang Baole had tasked them with, and they had to do everything in their power to get it done.

Wang Baole's current status and reputation in the Dao Mountain Mist Academy ensured that the students followed his every command. The Fire Spirit Academy had also done the same, with students from said academy also requesting their parents' presence at the match. On Martian Day, countless cruisers could be seen speeding through the air across all thirty-odd city zones. They were all headed for the Zone Twelve arena, crowding the skies with their sheer numbers. There were also plenty who journeyed to the arena on foot.

Some parents still had work despite it being a public holiday, but they still tried their best to accede to their children's request. During the festive period, the spirit screens that Lin Tianhao had rented throughout the entire Martian Colony City continuously broadcasted about the friendly match. The public's interest was stirred as well.

There were also some families who mutually disliked each other to the extent of disallowing their children from attending the same academy. They were the most enthusiastic of the lot, eagerly hoping for their children's school to emerge victorious in the match.

The most passionate were the parents of the student participants. They were the earliest to arrive at the stadium with almost all parents of all the participants being present. Those with grandparents also saw their grandparents being dragged to watch the match.

The venue of the friendly match… a stadium in Zone Twelve that could sit a hundred thousand spectators, was rapidly filled with people and soon packed to the brim. The rowdy voices of spectators filled the air.

They were all familiar faces who gathered there, and sounds of discussions and laughter rose in the air. The stadium bustled with life.

"Old Zhang, you're here too? What a rare sight."

"That rascal of mine dragged me here. Fine, let's see how well they perform in a fight as a whole."

As the stadium grew more packed with spectators, the student participants from the Dao Mountain Mist Academy gathered and boarded the cruiser. They headed towards the Zone Twelve stadium. This was an important match for the academy, so the dean and all teachers were present and on board the cruiser.

As the cruiser flew ahead, Wang Baole inspected the students inside the cruiser happily. There were students snacking, or drinking Ice Spirit Water, or gazing into the mirrors, all of them little chubby fatties…

These students shall be the future pillars of the Federation. Wang Baole sighed inwardly. He was about to make a rousing speech when one of the more sharp-eyed students saw, outside the cruiser, a gigantic spirit screen erected in Zone Twelve. His eyes flashed, and he hurriedly pointed at the screen.

"Quick, look over there. It's the dean!"

The people in the cruiser looked over as his voice rang out. They immediately saw an enormous spirit screen that spanned hundreds of yards wide. Wang Baole appeared on the screen.

He was dressed in formal attire and had a stern expression on his face and a resolute look in his bright eyes. His right palm was placed on his chest, his head raised towards the sky. A deep voice emerged from his lips.

"I'm not an educator. I'm but a ray of candlelight, who will happily exhaust this flame of life so that I may shine a light on the students of Mars and light the way towards the future!

"I hereby swear that I will devote myself to the Martian education field. I will fulfill my duties to teach and educate. I will groom and cultivate our students. I will transform them into the future pillars of the Spirit Inception Era. They will have dreams, ideals, morals, the spirit to strive, and compassion. They will give their all for the development and prosperity of Mars. They will fight for Mars' honor and glory!

"I, Wang Baole, submit the above declaration!"

His voice swelled with emotion, but his gaze remained serious and resolute. In his eyes burned a passionate and fervent light. It seemed to reflect his hopes towards and resolution for the future and his students.

Due to the angling of the camera, he even seemed slimmer than usual. He appeared almost handsome, and exuded a unique charm that spoke of great determination and passion!

He didn't mention the Federation and only spoke of Mars. This resonated deeply with the native Martians. The upper levels of the Martian administration were slightly stirred when they saw this broadcast.

As everyone stood stunned and affected by the broadcast, dramatic music started blasting from the spirit screen and resounded in the air. This was not isolated to Zone Twelve. At present, every zone in the city was screening Wang Baole's rousing declaration and broadcasting his image. It was a rousing moment for everyone who saw it.

Not only were the common pedestrians stunned, but parents heading for the stadium were equally taken aback. Though, their reactions couldn't compare to the reactions of the students on board the cruiser with Wang Baole.

They adored Wang Baole to the degree of fanaticism. When they saw the spirit screen broadcast and heard what Wang Baole said, they became immensely agitated. The fanatical passion in their eyes intensified.

Even the teachers from the Dao Mountain Mist Academy turned and stared at Wang Baole with shock in their eyes. Lin Tianhao was the exception, instead, sighing secretly. Wang Baole had proposed filming and adding that part into the video. It hadn't been broadcast earlier. This was the first time it was being shown on the screens. He hadn't thought much of it when they had been filming. In fact, he had found it quite melodramatic. Now, having witnessed everyone's reaction to it, he couldn't help but be convinced of how brilliant the move had been.

As long as he wins the match, Wang Baole will not only establish a strong presence on Mars, he'll make a mark on the planet. The definition of result and accomplishment might overlap, but they held vastly different weight and meant completely different things. That was the true reason for Lin Tianhao's sighing.

Happiness blossomed in Wang Baole's heart as he observed the expressions on everyone's faces. He coughed. He thought that he shouldn't say anything at the moment. He placed his hands behind his back and gazed ahead, a stern expression on his face and a deep, unfathomable look in his eyes…

The Zone Twelve arena soon appeared before Wang Baole.

They could hear the roaring commotion from the stadium even before the cruiser drew near. From afar, the stadium appeared like a bird in mid-flight, its two outstretched wings filled to the brim with spectators. The main body was the central public square, which was where the two academies would have their friendly match.

On the two sides of the central square were the parking bays for large cruisers, and they were slightly sunken in. Students alighted from the cruisers, hidden from public view. There were pathways specially built that led to the central public square.

We're here! Anticipation flashed in Wang Baole's eyes. The cruiser landed in the parking bay left of the central square, amidst the students' excitement. They could no longer see what was outside. As they got out, Wang Baole turned and looked at the students who would be participating in the match.

"Your parents are all watching outside. Let's have… a quick battle. Let's show them what we from the Dao Mountain Mist Academy are made of. And don't forget the special present we've prepared for our opponents!"

"Victory!" Jin Duozhi and the others shouted, battle lust and fervor coursing in their blood.

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Chapter 308: Stay Away!

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More and more people streamed into the stadium. They had seen the cruiser from the Dao Mountain Mist Academy arriving. Many of them, especially those who had come on foot, had also seen Wang Baole's dramatic and stunning declaration on the spirit screens.

This sparked the inevitable discussion on how the friendly match had come about. The proposal for a friendly match between Li Wuchen and Wang Baole was no secret. As news about the friendly match spread, most people became aware of the matter.

This had something to do with the famed reputation of the two academies, but it also had something to do with Wang Baole and Li Wuchen themselves. The Martians saw them both as impressive personalities who weren't to be underestimated.

Li Wuchen was the disciple of the Ethereal Dao College's Grand Supreme Elder. He would draw attention anywhere he went. This was the same for Wang Baole. He might not have the same impressive background as Li Wuchen, but he was still a striking personality with an impressive list of achievements in battle. He had especially made a name for himself for his performance in the Mystic Luna Realm.

Every political force had their eyes on Wang Baole after the Mystic Luna Realm incident. They couldn't ignore his existence, as too many Foundation Establishment realm cultivators had died by his hand.

His talents in refining Dharmic Armaments were also what had caught the attention of many. The Federation had deliberately tried to keep his creation of the Mystic Trace Beads under wraps; however, the various political forces had been able to dig up some information on it. They understood how great an impact the Mystic Trace Beads would make on the moon.

The deployment of these two people to Mars had received great attention from many. They had been appointed the same rank, coincidentally, and their mutual competition had resulted in the friendly school match. The growing debate and advertisement, as well as the horde of spectators watching the match, culminated in the news of the friendly match being spread like wildfire across the entire planet before its official commencement.

The Federation media had caught wind of it as well and rushed down with an intention for a live broadcast, but the local Martian broadcasting agency exercised their local privileges. They contacted Lin Tianhao, paid an endorsement fee, and acquired the best deal for a live broadcast.

This gave Wang Baole an idea. He passed down his instructions to Lin Tianhao, and while Lin Tianhao was initially reluctant, he grit his teeth and began to seek endorsements and sponsorships. Advertisement banners and posters were hung everywhere in the stadium, the vibrant colors adding to the overall lively atmosphere.

More than half of the famous and important personalities in the Martian City made an appearance, all of them from political forces. The military was also activated, and they assisted with stadium security. The scale of the friendly match had grown too big, both in terms of turnout as well as the level of participation from the Martian political sphere.

That wasn't the end of it. Just before the match commenced, a crimson red cruiser, accompanied by seven to eight black cruisers, appeared in the distant skyline and rushed towards the stadium. The crowd cheered.

The red cruiser was clearly made from a special material. Even from afar, it exuded an intense heat. As it drew near, the heat grew scorching and more intense, like a fire that would burn everything in its path. It was a terrifying sight to behold.

"The Governor!"

"The Governor has made a personal appearance!"

Everyone in the stadium rose to their feet when they saw the red cruiser, saluting the incoming cruiser. It hovered in mid-air above the stadium, and two figures dashed out, one after another. Everyone started shouting out their greetings. It was as if a thunderous roar had risen to the skies to greet them.

"Greetings to the Governor! Greetings to the Deputy Governor!"

The new arrivals were a man and a woman. The woman was middle-aged, but she looked young for her age. She had beautiful features and a sharp gaze that made her seem stern. She seemed to possess an unfathomable cultivation, and her crimson robes exuded an intense heat.

She was the Martian Colony Governor!

Following close behind her was a middle-aged man dressed in black robes. He was the Martian Colony Deputy Governor, the giant tree disguised as a man!

A faint smile appeared on their stern faces when they landed in the stadium. The giant tree deliberately fell one step behind, bowing slightly and gesturing for the Governor to walk ahead. The crimson-robed Governor simply smiled. She nodded and took her seat on the main platform.

The giant tree followed behind and sat next to her, causing the Martian officials around them to all perk up. Those whose children were contesting in the match immediately sent a transmission to their children, instructing them to present their best side in the match.

After all, it was a rare opportunity to showcase one's talents before the Governor.

The atmosphere in the stadium reached its peak with the arrival of the Governor and the Deputy Governor. The friendly match officially kicked off. Lin Tianhao displayed his talents at event management and stirring public interest. After consulting the Fire Spirit Academy, he had engaged two commentators for the friendly match…

The two commentators were well known on Mars. The male and female commentators stood in the center of the public square and started conversing merrily under the eyes of the hundred thousand spectators. Their laughter rose in the air.

"All right, let's stop the unnecessary chatting. If you will look to my right, the contesting students from the Fire Spirit Academy will be making their appearance now!"

As soon as the male commentator said that, the eyes of everyone in the stadium turned towards the corridor on the right. They soon saw Li Wuchen, dressed in Dao robes, exuding an unearthly aura and a calm composure, walk out from the corridor. Behind him were a hundred students. They all wore the same uniform, and every one of them looked impressive.

"The team leader from the Fire Spirit Academy is the academy's Vice Dean, Li Wuchen. All of you should be familiar with his name. His master is the former president of the Federation!

"Fellow Daoist Li reached the Foundation Establishment realm at a very young age, and he exudes an extraordinary aura. His students have inherited this quality of his as well. Just look at them, they're all tall and beautiful. Outsiders have said how the people of Mars are gifted with good looks. I didn't notice that before. Come to think of it now, that's actually true."

As the commentators continued chatting happily, the spectators started smiling. Both the Martian broadcasting agency, as well as the Federation media, had their cameras zoomed in on Li Wuchen and his students.

The parents of the Fire Spirit Academy students started laughing. They were very pleased and approved of the students. The parents of the Dao Mountain Mist Academy students, on the other hand, all felt a slight pulsing pain in their heads. They didn't say a word.

The Governor eyed the group of students before her and nodded, smiling. She turned and exchanged a few quiet words with the giant tree next to her.

This moment wasn't only witnessed by the entire Martian Colony, but by the numerous people tuning in within the Federation. That included people in the Ethereal Dao College. Liu Daobin had made the necessary arrangements, and a great many people were tuning in to the match via the Spirit Intranet.

"All right. Now let's look to my left. The Dao Mountain Mist Academy makes their appearance!" The female commentator was extremely pretty. She had a smile on her face and radiated beauty and charm. As soon as she said those words, a series of thunderous roars rumbled from the left corridor.

"Victory!"

"Victory!"

The shouts were deafening and overflowed with intense battle lust, booming like thunder. It would have been fine if it had only been the students, but amongst the numerous student voices was also Wang Baole's. The resultant roar was a deafening thunder that shook the heavens and the earth and drowned out the female commentator's voice. She froze, then spoke hastily in a louder voice.

"The team leader of the Dao Mountain Mist Academy is…" She shouted. Before she could finish speaking, though, the ground suddenly trembled. The next moment, under her shocked stare and the stunned looks from many of the spectators, a group of chubby fatties surged out from the left corridor.

Leading the team was Jin Duozhi and Zhou Mei. They weren't only fat but muscular. An immense and fearsome aura exploded from their bodies as they ran.

They looked ferocious and overpowering, exuding an air of arrogance that shocked everyone in the stadium.

Following behind them were ninety-odd students. Not everyone was as chubby and muscular; however, they were still considerably larger than the students from the Fire Spirit Academy. The circumference of their arms was wider than that of the Fire Spirit Academy students' waists…

They ran and arrived at the central public square. Both commentators gasped, and a commotion stirred amongst the spectating audience.

"What's going on?"

"My god, are these fatties students from the Dao Mountain Mist Academy?"

"Is that Old Jin's kid? Dear lord, he didn't look like that when I saw him six months ago!"

"How are they going to continue with the match… what have the fatties been eating? They are built like warhorses!"

An uproar spread throughout the entire stadium, and even the Governor was taken aback. The giant tree stared unblinkingly at the sight before him. The Federation public, who were watching the live stream, were equally shocked by what they were seeing.

Truthfully… everything would have been fine if there wasn't a basis for comparison. With the two groups of students placed next to each other, it was clear who was the weaker group and who the stronger group… next to the Dao Mountain Mist Academy students, the students from the Fire Spirit Academy looked like fragile twigs that couldn't withstand a gentle breeze.

Many from the Fire Spirit Academy even grew alarmed as the Dao Mountain Mist Academy students charged towards them. They instinctively fell back, shouting hastily.

"Stay away!"

"Stop, the fight hasn't started yet…"

"My god, how did they grow so big? How do we fight them? One of them can fight a hundred of us…"

Chaos momentarily overtook the arena and the surrounding spectators' area.

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