The Master's ninth disciple was named Zhang Huai'an.
After the Master and the other powerhouses of the Great Jin Academy ascended, Zhang Huai'an refined himself into a Puppet and guarded the Academy until Li Chang'an discovered him in later generations.
Li Chang'an had spoken with Zhang Huai'an at length and learned the Master's appearance from him.
"The Master is explaining the Sword Dao. The nine white-robed cultivators seated before him are his nine personal disciples."
Li Chang'an's gaze shifted slightly toward the last person.
That person was very young, his face still carrying a trace of immaturity. He was Zhang Huai'an.
Beside Zhang Huai'an lay a small black-and-yellow Demonic Beast, listening attentively as well.
"Dream Tapir!"
Although the beast was currently quite small, Li Chang'an recognized it at a glance.
Clearly.
This Great Jin Academy in the dream was a real stretch of time this Dream Tapir had once experienced.
Behind the nine people and one beast sat a large number of ordinary Academy disciples.
Behind the ordinary disciples.
Were Li Chang'an and the many Guest Elders who had entered the dream.
"Fellow Daoist Mei, Fellow Daoist Fang—"
Li Chang'an's eyes flickered as he discovered that everyone was here.
Whether they were Guest Elders under Wei Mingyue or under the other princes and princesses, they were all in Sword Study Hall at this moment, and all had already awakened.
No one dared to speak, fearing they would disrupt the dream and be expelled. They could only signal to one another with their eyes.
"According to past records, one cannot make overly outlandish moves in a Dream Tapir's dream. Otherwise, one will be expelled from the dream. It is enough to simply let everything take its natural course."
Li Chang'an pondered inwardly.
He remained seated, his expression unchanged, and turned his