The Book Slave Hidden in the Academy

"Huh?"

Ma Feifei was a little confused. He wasn't confused because Mo Xie said there were gods in this world, nor because there was an immortal hidden in the Vast Academy, but because of the slave Mo Xie mentioned: the Book Slave!

Book Slave!

This thing sounds so familiar.

Doesn't this remind you of those Carrying Book Slave in his Bookstore?

Are there really Bookstore tycoons in this world?

Thinking of this, Ma Feifei's nerves suddenly tightened. In his previous life, Ma Feifei had read a lot of transmigration novels. There were many stories where the protagonist transmigrated to another world with a system, and then discovered that there were other beings in the other world who also had systems. There were all sorts of chaotic battles, and in the end, there was a battle between systems.

Don't worry, you might experience this kind of scenario yourself...

"I'm afraid I'm doomed now. When others get the system, they're like they've been injected with adrenaline, working hard and striving for the pinnacle of life. But I'm different. I got the system and just laze around, not doing anything productive all day. After a year, the system is only at level three. If I face them, how am I supposed to compete?" Ma Feifei thought with a worried expression.

"Anything else?" Ma Feifei continued to ask calmly, but this time she straightened her back and listened attentively.

But Mo Xie shook his head and said, "That's all. That's all I know. It was because of that old monster that I gave up the idea of entering the Immortal Realm. If you want to know more, you can go find that old monster."

Ma Feifei nodded. Mo Xie was a typical example of someone who would rather be a big fish in a small pond than a small fish in a big pond. He didn't want to become a slave to the gods like that old monster, but he didn't have the resources to resist the gods, so he chose not to enter the Immortal Realm.

Judging from this, the only immortal living on the Azure Dragon Continent must not be living a very good life, otherwise Mo Xie wouldn't even want to become an immortal.

"Can you find him?" Ma Feifei asked. The situation was becoming increasingly unpredictable, and Ma Feifei felt that if he didn't figure it out, he would be unable to eat or sleep.

Mo Xie pondered for a moment and said, "Five hundred years ago he was still at the Vast Academy, but five hundred years have passed, so Taiqing whether he's still there. However, I can take you to the Vast Academy to look for him."

Five hundred years is a long time; no one can guarantee that people from five hundred years ago are still around.

"Let's go then, to the Vast Academy." Ma Feifei stood up, patted the weeds off his backside, and said.

"Alright, I'll lead the way, senior, follow me." As soon as the topic of returning to the Vast Academy came up, Mo Xie was as excited as if he had been injected with chicken blood. He jumped up and prepared to lead the way for Ma Feifei.

Ma Feifei didn't say anything. He used his Soaring Cloud Riding Mist Technique, and the clouds lifted him and Liuli up.

"Senior, is this the magic of immortals? It's so amazing!" Mo Xie looked at Ma Feifei and Liuli slowly rising, his eyes filled with envy. Although his cultivation was infinitely close to the Immortal Realm, and leaping ten thousand miles was not difficult for him, he could not Soaring Cloud Riding Mist.

"Venerable Immortal technique. If you want to learn it, you can come back to Dubian Town with me later," Ma Feifei said casually. This Soaring Cloud Riding Mist wasn't a rare thing in Dubian Town anymore; basically, every important person had one. It was quite common. It was only a novelty for a country bumpkin like Mo Xie who had just escaped from the Nine Abyss.

"Really? Thank you, senior!" Mo Xie was overjoyed to hear from Ma Feifei that he also had the opportunity to learn this immortal technique, and he repeatedly expressed his gratitude.

"Lead the way." Unfortunately, Ma Feifei was no longer in the mood for jokes and was in a rather heavy mood. Seeing this, Mo Xie also put away his playful expression, took to the air, and seriously led Ma Feifei and Liuli to the Vast Academy.

The distance wasn't far to begin with; thirty miles was covered in the blink of an eye. At this moment, Vast Academy was still immersed in the great battle that had just taken place. In the Outer Court's Martial Arts Field, students were discussing the matter in small groups. The grandmasters were nowhere to be seen, but on Twin Peaks, black-robed grandmasters could be seen flying towards the council hall at the very top. Clearly, Vast Academy was preparing to hold a meeting.

"Oh no, Mo Xie is back!" Mo Xie's appearance instantly caused the already oppressive atmosphere of the Vast Academy to explode, especially as the students ran away as fast as they could and quickly hid.

"Whoosh whoosh whoosh~"

Hundreds of figures flew out of the council hall at the top of the Twin Peaks in an instant. Leading the way were Cang Lan, Lie Huang, the Fourth Dean Sixth Dean, and Zhen Liang.

"What, you still want to fight me?" Mo Xie looked at the hundreds of floating figures opposite him, not afraid at all, and didn't even take them seriously.

On the Vast Academy, Cang Lan naturally took the lead, and even though Lie Huang, he didn't speak first.

Cang Lan ignored Mo Xie and turned to look at Ma Feifei, a hint of grievance on her pale face, and said, "Shopkeeper, are you trying to bully Lan?"

"Ahem." Feeling a bit embarrassed to be seen by so many people, Ma Feifei waved his hand and said, "Don't worry, I'm not going to fight. I'm just here to find someone."

"This is Vast Academy. Outsiders are not allowed to enter at will." Lie Huang stared at Mo Xie with a stern face. Lie Huang was right. As the saying goes, every sect has its rules. If just anyone could come and go from the Vast Academy, then Vast Academy would not deserve to be the number one power in Azure Dragon.

"Hehe, you old bastard Lie Huang, you're angry that your son died, aren't you? Don't be angry, you can't get revenge anyway, it's not worth getting yourself killed by anger." Mo Xie said with a grin.

"Damn it!" Lie Huang roared in fury, flames erupting around him and transforming into blades. His fierce fighting spirit ignited, and everyone around except Cang Lan retreated three feet. The power of Half-Immortal was unmistakable.

Mo Xie shrugged, saying nonchalantly, "Stop with the fancy stuff. If you're so capable, try moving."

"You!" Lie Huang felt a tightness in his chest and glared angrily at Mo Xie.

"Grand Dean, Lie Huang requests permission to fight!"

His voice was booming and deafening; it seemed that Lie Huang was truly losing control of his anger.

"Please calm down, Dean," Cang Lan said softly.

"Hmph! Mo Xie killed my son and humiliated me in public. How can this anger be quelled?" Lie Huang was filled with rage, and his aura reached its peak. His entire body was no longer visible; it was all flames.

Cang Lan frowned, ignoring Lie Huang, and looked at Ma Feifei, saying, "Who is the shopkeeper looking for?"

Upon hearing this, Ma Feifei glanced at Mo Xie, Mo Xie understood and said to Cang Lan, "Is there an old man sweeping the floor in your courtyard's artifact storage? We're looking for him."

Upon hearing this, those from the Vast Academy exchanged bewildered glances. "Find the old sweeper in the artifact storage?"

Cang Lan also looked puzzled and glanced at Zhen Liang.

Zhen Liang cupped his hands in greeting to Ma Feifei and said, "Shopkeeper, the daily cleaning and guarding of our academy's storage facility are all carried out by students from the Inner Court. I've never heard of an old man sweeping the floor."

"Pfft~" Before Ma Feifei could speak, Mo Xie burst out laughing, saying, "You fools are truly blessed with good fortune. I don't even know what to say anymore, sigh..."

"Mo Xie, don't be so presumptuous!" Cang Lan said sternly.

"Alright, Grand Dean, can we go to the treasure vault to take a look? I promise you, I absolutely won't cause any trouble." Ma Feifei wasn't in the mood to listen to their bickering; finding that immortal and getting information about that god was the most important thing right now.

Cang Lan pondered for a moment, then finally nodded and said, "Alright, then I'll take the shopkeeper to the artifact storeroom."

"Thank you!" Ma Feifei cupped his hands in thanks. He knew it wasn't good to trespass on someone else's territory, and Cang Lan's agreement to take him to the artifact storehouse was already quite generous, especially since he was accompanied by Mo Xie, the Demon Cult Leader.

"Please follow me, shopkeeper." After saying this, Cang Lan flew towards Twin Peaks, and the hundreds of grandmasters behind him all retreated.

Ma Feifei glanced at Mo Xie, Mo Xie understood and followed first, followed by Ma Feifei and Liuli.