Third-Class Student, Murong Qiushui

"Old Xu, long time no see."

Luo Yixian stood with his left hand behind his back, a faint smile on his lips as he spoke to Xu Zhan.

"It has indeed been a long time, Old Luo."

Xu Zhan gazed at Luo Yixian, a trace of nostalgia surfacing deep in his eyes before he looked at Su Yuan and Ning Zhewang. "Let me introduce you."

"This is the dean of Sky Star War Academy, Luo Yixian."

"People call him the Slaughter Venerable."

Su Yuan and Ning Zhewang bowed slightly. "Greetings, Slaughter Venerable."

"Greetings, Slaughter Venerable."

What they had not expected was that the dean of Sky Star War Academy, dressed so plainly and appearing so gentle,

would actually bear the title of Slaughter Venerable.

Those with "Slaughter" in their titles were generally peerless experts who had fought their way out of mountains of corpses and seas of blood.

Judging by appearances alone, the Slaughter Venerable did not seem to match Dean Luo.

"You two youngsters are quite impressive."

"If I'm not mistaken, you are both possessors of Voidstar-tier Astral Power."

Luo Yixian swept his gaze over Su Yuan and Ning Zhewang respectively, his expression calm.

Ning Zhewang nodded. "The Slaughter Venerable is correct."

After pondering briefly, Su Yuan replied, "I suppose so."

"I suppose so?"

Luo Yixian was somewhat curious about Su Yuan's answer.

"Enough. Don't ask any more."

"Old Luo, you'll thank me later for sending these two to you."

Xu Zhan glanced at the Sky Star War Academy behind Luo Yixian, then rubbed his chin as he continued.

"Also, find me a position at the academy."

"The kind where I hold the title without handling affairs. I plan to stay at Sky Star War Academy for a while."

Luo Yixian's eyes lit up. "Do you mean that?"

"Naturally."