Lin Fan was speechless. So much for winning people over with "courtesy." If he could beat the old man, he would definitely show him why flowers were so red.
Of course, entering the Immortal Academy was a good thing too. He would gain access to more things, which was exactly what he needed now.
"That's a fine place, better than the Heaven Mending Sect. It's worth going," an elder could not help saying. Even he wanted to go himself.
If he were not too old, with talent and cultivation that fell short of the Immortal Academy's requirements, he would gladly swallow his pride and go there as a guard.
After all, being chosen by an academy like that was an honor for most people, like a sparrow transforming into a phoenix.
"Whether you go or not is your decision." A voice reached Lin Fan's ears, soft beyond compare, like heavenly music.
In the distance, a graceful figure approached, her black silken hair fluttering and her pale blue dress rippling like water, picturesque as a poem or painting.
The newcomer was beautiful, her elegance unrivaled, like an immortal maiden descended into the mortal world, wreathed in hazy immortal mist and indescribably sacred.
It was Qing Yao!
"Pretty Big Sister!" Delighted, Lin Fan looked toward the hall entrance.
In fact, he had not seen Qing Yao for a long time. She was attempting to break through to the Supreme Realm and had been away from the sect, traveling outside to comprehend the mortal world.
Of course, they had not been completely out of touch. Qing Yao worried about Lin Fan too, and occasionally used special means to check on him.
"Oh, impressive. Your aura is fluctuating. It seems your sect will have another Supreme before long."
The Immortal Academy First Elder was