Three Orders of Dao Foundations

"Sorry for the trouble, senior brother."

Chu Bai cupped his fists and agreed without a moment's hesitation.

For someone as desperate for Dao Merit as he was, every opportunity was worth pursuing, especially one recommended by an elite second-year senior.

"Good. You're a straightforward man, junior brother. I'll take you there now."

Zhang Shan looked relieved by Chu Bai's ready agreement, but his expression soon turned solemn. "There's something you should know, though. The person who posted this task is rather unusual. He's Supervisor Chen, one of our Dao Academy's three supervisors."

"A supervisor?" Chu Bai's heart tightened.

He had naturally heard of the position.

The dean was as elusive as a divine dragon, seldom showing more than a glimpse of his head. In practice, the academy's three supervisors managed the daily affairs of its vast grounds.

Most of its hundred-odd instructors were at the peak of Qi Refining, each with their own strengths.

But those three were genuine Foundation-Building Cultivators, the true core of the Dao Academy.

Could a freshman who had enrolled barely a month ago really meet someone of such standing?

"Yes." Zhang Shan nodded. He led Chu Bai across the Martial Training Ground toward a quieter courtyard deep within the Dao Academy, lowering his voice as they walked. "Supervisor Chen's temperament is... how should I put it? A little peculiar.

"He rarely speaks and treats words like gold. When you meet him, answer only what he asks. Don't say anything unnecessary, and whatever you do, don't try to guess what he's thinking."

"Thank you for the warning, senior. I'll remember it." Chu Bai nodded.

Although Zhang Shan was making the introduction, he clearly wasn't acquainted with Supervisor Chen himself.

He had merely heard from someone he knew that Supervisor Chen regularly needed lower-level disciples to help