Inside a chamber of White Deer Academy.
Wang Chen sat cross-legged on a meditation cushion, idly turning a golden bell over in his hand.
The Myriad Beast Bell.
It was this little trinket that had allowed a cultivator of merely Extraordinary rank to command thousands upon thousands of ferocious beasts.
That even included several seventh-rank Beast Kings.
Though seventh-rank ferocious beasts would still be flattened beneath Wang Chen's Myriad Lightning Great Formation, the Myriad Beast Bell was undoubtedly a rare Magic Treasure.
Unfortunately, it had clearly exhausted its energy. Its entire body was dull and lusterless, looking little different from an ordinary bronze bell.
"Academy Head..."
An anxious voice suddenly came from outside the door. "A great many people have arrived outside the academy. They're making a commotion, demanding to send their children here to study. The guard Martial Artists can barely hold them back!"
Heh heh!
Wang Chen smiled, put away the Myriad Beast Bell, and rose to his feet. "It's fine. I'll go take a look."
At that moment, thousands upon thousands of commoners had gathered in a dark mass outside the gates of White Deer Academy.
And their numbers continued to grow.
Most of them had brought children with them, ranging from a few years old to teenagers.
Their sheer numbers placed enormous pressure on the warriors guarding the academy gates.
Fortunately, these commoners had not come to cause trouble. They also knew that White Deer Academy was not to be slighted, so no one dared charge the gates.
"Sir Warrior, could you let us meet Academy Head Wang?"
One particularly bold man stepped forward, pulling his child along as he bowed. "My child has always been clever and is an excellent prospect for martial training. It's just that he never met a famous teacher before, and