A stunning woman in violet stood alone, her temperament cool and aloof. It was Ling Qingxue.
At her side was a woman in a blue dress, her exquisite features touched with icy chill—Ice Cloud Fairy Xiao Lengyin.
Behind them, Mao Shan, built like a small mountain, carried the Earth-Splitting Axe on his shoulder and grinned broadly. There was also Zhuge Dali, clad in formation robes.
"Senior Brother Chu!" Ling Qingxue stepped forward, ripples stirring in her cool eyes. "After several years apart, Senior Brother's bearing surpasses even that of the past."
In merely three years, it was hard to believe that Chu Jiang had already grown to such a height—one they needed to look up to.
"Junior Sister Qingxue." Chu Jiang smiled and nodded.
Xiao Lengyin cupped her fists in salute, her voice like jade. "Senior Brother Chu."
"Hahaha, Senior Brother Chu, you're finally back!" Mao Shan strode forward. His fan-sized hand was about to clap Chu Jiang on the shoulder, but he sheepishly withdrew it and scratched his head with a foolish grin. "You're a fierce man who can even slay Ancient Saints now. I'm afraid the strength in these hands of mine isn't worth mentioning."
Chu Jiang laughed. "Junior Brother, you jest. We are fellow disciples; there's no need for such formality."
Yet the feat of killing an Ancient Saint against the odds stood before them. It was practically impossible for anyone to completely relax around him.
"Senior Brother Chu, you're the living banner of our academy now! The vice principal even said that from now on, your portrait will be printed on the first page of the admissions brochure. The number of applicants is guaranteed to increase tenfold!" Mao Shan continued.
The surrounding disciples burst into laughter.
Chu Jiang could not help but laugh as well.
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