The Holy Institute's Envoys

"Such rich Spiritual Qi! Where does this Spiritual Qi come from?"

A cultivator at the Dao Integration Realm looked at the oasis surrounded by Spiritual Qi before him with a suspicious expression.

"It seems to have emerged from underground. Could the supreme treasure be hidden here?"

Someone in the crowd immediately noticed the key.

"Dig! Dig out the treasures underground for me!"

A powerful cultivator at the Nirvana Realm roared, and just as the cultivators behind him were about to land, discordant sounds arose from the surroundings.

"Desert Blade King, you're not the only one who can make decisions here."

Upon hearing this, Great Desert Cold Blade instinctively turned his gaze in the direction from which the voice came, and saw a white-robed man riding an eagle.

"White Feather King, do you perhaps wish to have a duel with me?"

White Feather King laughed and said, "There's no need for that. The treasure hasn't appeared yet. My idea is for everyone to define their areas and start searching. We can fight after we find the treasure, so as not to let someone else get the advantage."

"As you said."

Although Great Desert Cold Blade was confident he could defeat White Feather King, there were still many powerful figures lurking around, so the two of them joining forces to search for the treasure was the best choice.

In no time, the entire oasis was filled with a dense crowd of people.

Meanwhile, at the Dao-Seeking Academy, on Miaomiao Mountain.

A Xian He landed in Chu Feng's courtyard, carrying an envelope in its beak.

Upon seeing the Xian He, Chu Feng immediately took out a flask of wine from his storage ring and tossed it over without saying a word.

The Xian He immediately caught the wine jug with its wings, then respectfully handed the envelope to Chu Feng.

Previously, it would always ask other chief disciples for pills, but after getting a sip of wine from the Great Sage Golden Wing one time, it became obsessed with Chu Feng's fine wine.

However, since he wasn't familiar with Chu Feng, and he had finally managed to deliver a letter to this man on behalf of the dean, he naturally wanted to ask for a drink.

After downing a pot of wine, the Xian He swayed unsteadily and finally collapsed to the ground with a thud.

Seeing this, Chu Feng simply smiled and didn't say anything more, turning his gaze to the envelope.

He opened the letter and looked closely. It read, "The nine chiefs sent by the Holy Institute have arrived. Their appointments will be announced in three days, and Chu Feng will be invited to attend the conference."

"Those guys arrived pretty quickly, but then again, didn't that old man Xiaoyao hand over the position of head of the Heavenly Spirit Institute to Yan'er?"

Elder Bing, standing to the side, remained expressionless upon hearing this, and said calmly, "I have never been interested in the position of head. If someone is willing to take it, let them take it. I can use this opportunity to leave the Heavenly Spirit Institute."

Upon hearing this, Chu Feng instinctively put his arm around Elder Bing's slender waist. "Alright, if any of your former disciples need guidance, you can simply set aside some time each month to instruct them."

Three days passed in the blink of an eye.

Early that morning, in the square of the Dao-Seeking Academy.

The elders, deacons, and true disciples of the various departments of the Dao-Seeking Academy arrived here early.

They had also received a notice three days prior from the Holy Institute that the chief priest would be attending the event.

Some cultivators with strong connections already knew who the head of their respective academies was, and some had even made arrangements in advance.

After all, the simultaneous departure of all nine chief masters is something that would only happen once in ten thousand years at the Dao-Seeking Academy.

The group of people gathered in twos and threes, chatting idly.

Suddenly, a gasp of surprise erupted from the crowd.

"Look, Chief Chu is here!"

Everyone instinctively looked up at the sky and saw a Big Eagle descending from the heavens, its wings blotting out the sun.

Before the Big Eagle even landed, everyone bowed in unison.

"We pay our respects to Chief Chu and the Great Sage Golden Wing."

There are no secrets in the world that stay hidden forever. Although none of the nine chief monks wanted to tell outsiders the reason why they were so eager to enter the Holy Institute for cultivation.

However, some people with connections managed to glean a hint of what was going on.

The nine chiefs were all brutally beaten by the former Golden-Winged Eagle King, and this beating also brought back painful memories of their past from hundreds of years ago.

Now, no one dared to show the slightest disrespect to the Great Sage Golden Wing, after all, the person in front of them was not just a Great Sage, but also the dean's adopted son.

No need for formalities.

Chu Feng's gentle, soothing voice drifted down from the sky.

"Chief Chu."

After the Great Sage Golden Wing landed, Chu Feng stood on the high platform with Elder Bing, and the Great Sage Golden Wing also transformed into human form.

"I didn't expect we'd arrive so early. Didn't those guys say it would start at six quarters past Chen Shi (7:45 AM)? How come it's almost time and we still haven't seen a single person?"

The Great Sage Golden Wing was extremely displeased to find that there was no one on the high platform.

He was, after all, a Great Sage, and in principle, the younger generation should be waiting for him. Instead, he was being made to wait for those guys, which naturally made him feel resentful.

Chu Feng laughed and said, "I told you long ago to come right on time, but you just wouldn't believe me."

Great Sage Golden Wing: "..."

Time ticked by, and as the deadline approached, nine figures descended from the sky.

The nine figures wore nine different colored garments, and each of them exuded an aura of superiority.

Before they even landed, a powerful pressure enveloped the entire plaza.

Chu Feng felt the oppressive aura and a slight smile appeared on his lips. These guys really were something, giving everyone a hard time right from the start.

He wanted to see what these guys would do next.

Nine people landed in unison. Chu Feng took a closer look and saw that there were seven men and two women. Each of them looked to be around thirty years old, and it was impossible to tell their real age.

The leader was a richly dressed man with an arrogant expression and sharp eyes.

He swept his gaze across everyone present and said in a deep voice, "I have long heard that the Mundane Institute Dao-Seeking Academy has become worse with each passing year, and seeing it today, it is indeed as the rumors say. You all do not even bow to us. I really do not know what you have been learning at the Dao-Seeking Academy all these years?"

These words immediately changed the atmosphere in the square.

Everyone looked at the nine people on the platform with strange eyes.

In particular, the Nirvana Elders from various academies also had something to say, "You haven't even taken office yet. We are all Nirvana cultivators, why should we bow to you?"

Just as the atmosphere was becoming increasingly awkward, a hearty laugh echoed from the horizon.

"Hahaha... Junior Nephew Lin, where does such anger come from so early in the morning? The elders and disciples don't even know your names yet. If you bow abruptly and call out your names incorrectly, you'll make a fool of yourself."

Upon hearing this voice, everyone, including Chu Feng, bowed respectfully and said, "We pay our respects to the Dean."

No need for formalities.

As soon as the dean finished speaking, his figure appeared on the high platform...