That day, the fishery waters lay still without a ripple as Chen Qing sat alone, fishing.
Hurried footsteps came from afar.
Zhao Shi ran over, panting, his face carrying both nervousness and excitement. "Junior Brother Chen! Hurry! Master Li has urgent business and has summoned all Embracing Dan Strength disciples back to the institute!"
Oh!?
All Embracing Dan Strength disciples had been summoned?
Chen Qing knew Li Baichuan must have something important to announce. After giving a few instructions, he left the fishery with Zhao Shi.
On the way, Zhao Shi could not help lowering his voice. "Junior Brother, I think they're probably going to decide on the chief disciple this time."
Chen Qing had guessed the same.
The grand celebration was imminent. The other four institutes all had chief disciples presiding over them—how could Qingmu Institute be the exception?
The atmosphere on Qingmu Institute's Transmission Training Ground was grave.
Luo Xinya stood with her arms folded, her posture straight as a pine.
Xu Qi stood some distance away, his usual smile on his face as his gaze occasionally swept over the tightly shut institute gates and the fellow disciples arriving one after another.
Li Danian, Hong Liangcai, Ji Yilan, and the rest had all arrived as well, each wearing a solemn expression.
The moment Chen Qing appeared at the institute entrance, several gazes focused on him at once.
After a few polite greetings, Chen Qing went as usual to stand in his own spot.
In his view, this selection was merely a formality. Luo Xinya and Xu Qi had surely been secretly contending against one another already, and Master Li must have long since made up his mind.
Before long, the heavy institute gates opened with a creak.
Li Baichuan strolled out at an unhurried pace, still wearing that