I've Been Waiting for You All Along

Outside the armory, Cang Lan stood in the square, gazing at the vast Vast Academy, her eyes shimmering with emotion, lost in thought.

"Grand Dean." Zhen Liang and Lie Huang came to Cang Lan's side and greeted her softly.

"Does anyone know that old man?" Cang Lan asked calmly.

This old man is too mysterious. Cang Lan has been in charge of the Vast Academy for five hundred years and has never seen this person. Logically speaking, it is impossible for there to be a stronger being than Cang Lan in the Vast Academy today. However, just now, Cang Lan could not sense any aura from the old man.

If Cang Lan hadn't seen him with her own eyes, she would never have been able to detect the old man's presence.

Throughout the entire world, there is practically no one who can evade her divine sense. Even Mo Xie, whose cultivation level is slightly higher than Mo Xie, has no way to escape her divine sense.

Above Mo Xie, there are only immortals.

Cang Lan was, but the only one who could evade her divine sense was an immortal.

Immortals on the Azure Dragon Continent!

Incredible.

"Reporting to the Grand Dean, I have never seen him." The Third Dean also shook his head, looking puzzled.

Upon hearing this, Cang Lan softly hummed in agreement and said nothing more.

"I do have a vague recollection of that," Lie Huang suddenly spoke up from the other side. Cang Lan and Zhen Liang both perked up their ears and listened intently.

"More than two thousand years ago, when I was still young and had just entered the Vast Academy for cultivation, I was fortunate enough to meet the Wind Cloud Two Saints were famous throughout the Azure Dragon Continent at that time."

"When the Wind Cloud Two Saints came to pay their respects, they wanted to challenge the seven deans of the Vast Academy at the time. The seven deans could not refuse, so they had a match with the Wind Cloud Two Saints. The final result is unknown. However, when the Wind Cloud Two Saints left, they were not seen off by any of the seven deans, but by an old man with white hair."

"What does the old dean mean...?" Zhen Liang asked hesitantly.

Lie Huang nodded and said, "Although more than two thousand years have passed, the impression is still very deep, and I remember it quite clearly. If I'm not mistaken, the old man we just saw should be the one who bid farewell to the Wind Cloud Two Saints more than two thousand years ago."

Upon hearing this, Cang Lan and Zhen Liang both fell silent.

A person who could represent the Vast Academy to bid farewell to the Wind Cloud Two Saints more than two thousand years ago must have been of high status, and yet this great figure is still alive today.

Wouldn't that mean he lived even longer than Saint Chu Feng Yiming?

"When did such a mysterious figure emerge from our Vast Academy?" Cang Lan murmured to himself, gazing at the clouds and mist, buildings, Martial Arts Field, and mountain streams below the twin peaks.

Lie Huang was also filled with mixed feelings. It was unbelievable that a great figure from his youth had actually survived to this day. Moreover, the most important thing was that this great figure seemed to be a high-ranking member of the Vast Academy, but even the deans had no recollection of him whatsoever.

"Do you think that white-haired old man might be an immortal?" Zhen Liang whispered.

"Very likely!" Lie Huang's eyes gleamed, and his face showed considerable excitement.

Immortal Realm!

The Azure Dragon existed for 30,000 years, yet no one has ever reached this level.

Everyone was saying it was a curse, that it was impossible for immortals to appear on the Azure Dragon Continent anymore. But now, an immortal, almost universally acknowledged as such, had appeared, and right before them no less! How could these cultivators striving for the Immortal Realm not be excited?

Even Zhen Liang, the Third Dean, was not immune to this; his hands trembled slightly involuntarily.

Cang Lan sighed softly, her face showing no sign of joy.

This puzzled Zhen Liang and Lie Huang, who couldn't understand why the Grand Dean sighed.

In Thousand Leaf Garden, Ma Feifei sat on a wooden stool, holding Liuli in his arms. The father and daughter stared intently at the Thousand Leaf Tree.

Mo Xie didn't dare to sit down and stood behind Ma Feifei, while the white-haired old man sat opposite Ma Feifei.

"Old man, our elder has something he wants to ask you. Can you answer it?" Mo Xie naturally sided with Ma Feifei, raised his fists, and gently massaged Ma Feifei's back.

'What a shameless yet perfectly competent lackey,' Ma Feifei thought to himself as he enjoyed Mo Xie's service.

Ma Feifei had originally thought that the Demon Cult Leader would be a domineering figure, like the Gudu Can in the martial arts novel "The Thrush" or Bai Xiaolou in "The Angry Sword and the Mad Flower." But this Mo Xie didn't show any domineering aura; instead, he revealed the Ability of a nobody.

Of course, this is also good, at least Ma Feifei has developed some goodwill towards this Demon Cult Leader.

"I wonder what this young man wishes to ask?" The white-haired old man did not refuse, replying in the same tone, as if nothing could stir any emotion in him.

"I heard that the old man has also entered the Immortal Realm?" Ma Feifei asked curiously.

Upon hearing this, the white-haired old man's brows twitched slightly, then he sighed and said, "That's right, I am not very talented, I have only just entered the First-Grade Immortal Realm."

Ma Feifei nodded. Ma Feifei had already learned from Liuli about the realms of immortals. The realms of immortals are divided into nine grades, starting from the lowest grade First-Grade Immortal Realm and going up to the highest grade Ninth-Grade Immortal Realm.

Above the Ninth-Grade Immortal Realm lies the Immortal Emperor.

However, that realm is quite far away. Even Liuli hasn't reached that realm yet. If Ma Feifei wants to reach the Immortal Emperor level, he will have to cross dozens of levels. At least for now, he is only a Peak of the Ninth Stage of Spirit Emperor cultivator and hasn't even reached the Spirit Saint realm.

"Isn't it said that the Great Dao of the Azure Dragon Continent is flawed, making it impossible to become an immortal? Why are you able to step into the Immortal Realm, venerable old man?" Ma Feifei asked in confusion. The information provided by the system must be correct, and the mission Ma Feifei was currently undertaking was also related to the Great Dao, which meant that the Great Dao of this world was indeed flawed.

Since the Great Dao has flaws, it is logically impossible for anyone to forcibly enter the Immortal Realm through the flawed Heavenly Dao Sheer Force, as this does not conform to the laws.

The white-haired old man glanced at Ma Feifei, a glint of shrewdness flashing in his cloudy eyes, and said, "Young brother, do you really want to know?"

"If possible, I would like to." Ma Feifei nodded seriously. He not only wanted to know how the white-haired old man became an immortal, but he also wanted to know who the so-called god behind the white-haired old man was, and why he called his slave "Book Slave"!

"I suppose Mo Xie has told you some things about me, hasn't he?" The white-haired old man turned his gaze to the Thousand Leaf Tree not far away, seemingly lost in memories. Without waiting for Ma Feifei's reply, he said calmly, "Actually, even if you hadn't asked, young brother, I would have told you everything anyway."

"Hmm?" Ma Feifei looked at the white-haired old man with a puzzled expression, not quite understanding what he meant.

"Because I've been waiting for you all along!"