Wu Ling had once crossed hands with Wen Busheng. Neither had won nor lost.
This peerless dark horse, who had risen from a small Spiritual Academy, seemed to have mastered a terrifying palm technique. Its offensive power was unmatched.
After clashing several times, the two had come to admire each other.
"Busheng, are you really not considering transferring?"
"I mean no offense, but Invincible Academy is too small. It simply can't support a flood dragon like you. I'm afraid you'll even have to gather the resources to reach the Supreme Realm yourself."
"If you transferred to Wu Ling Academy..."
Wu Ling tried to recruit his recently acquainted friend.
His grandfather was Wu Ling Academy's master, Heavenly King Wu.
Recruiting talent for Wu Ling Academy would be like adding to the strength of his clan.
"Brother Wu, there's no need to persuade me. The Dean showed me the kindness of remaking my life. I've only just achieved something in my cultivation—how could I abandon all the juniors at the academy and leave?"
Wen Busheng seemed gentle, but he had a mind of his own. Then he changed the subject. "I hear Wu Ling Academy is siding with Northern Heavens Spiritual Academy this time?"
"Holy Spirit Academy has held the position at the head of the Five Great Academies for far too long. So long that they think they're entitled to rule over the rest of us. Their conduct has grown increasingly overbearing."
"It's time for this situation to change."
Seeing that Wen Busheng had changed the subject, Wu Ling wasn't annoyed. He merely smiled.
The second, third, and fourth joining forces to take on the first—that was business as usual, wasn't it?
Holy Spirit Academy had held the top spot among the Five Great Academies for too long. Its strength had