Whoosh.
After Shi Yan went through a bout of dizzying spatial upheaval, a salty wind rushed straight at him.
Sweeping his gaze around, he discovered that he had arrived above the boundless sea.
Two other figures stood within his sight. Both looked like elderly men. One wore gray robes, his white hair combed meticulously and pinned sideways with a jade hairpin, looking like an ancient scholar from the pages of a book;
The other was an old man with silver hair, dressed in a green robe. Shi Yan recognized him—he was Liu Xiuyuan, one of Magic Martial University's three Vice Principals.
Like Shi Yan's teacher Fang Ziwei, he was at the peak of the Martial King realm.
At the sight of Liu Xiuyuan, Shi Yan could not help but relax somewhat.
Only somewhat, because two forces were currently pulling at him, keeping him from falling into the sea.
That was not the most important part. What mattered was that he could feel that if those two forces exerted even a little more strength, he would be torn in two and turned into a snack for the sea beasts.
"Vice Principal Liu, I got set up." Shi Yan spoke, hoping Liu Xiuyuan would give him some advice.
"I nearly got set up too. I never expected the Guidance Cult to have planted pieces among the new students so early."
With an indifferent expression, Liu Xiuyuan looked at the gray-robed elder a hundred meters away.
"I do not recall the Guidance Cult having a Martial King capable of Spatial Teleportation. Who are you?"
"Hehe, the Guidance Cult is a gathering place for Divine Envoys. It has no shortage of extraordinary people. It is only natural that you have not seen them all."
The gray-robed elder chuckled. His tone was equally calm, but