The Holy Institute

On this day, the Dao-Seeking Academy was bustling with activity.

The dean personally presided over this celebration to commemorate the Dao-Seeking Academy winning the championship in this Ten Saints Grand Competition.

Cao Youqian, who outshone everyone else, naturally became the focus of the entire event.

All the prominent cultivators from the Dao-Seeking Academy toasted Cao Youqian one by one.

The elders of the Cao Clan would tell everyone they met, "How did you know that my family's Daqian Sect suppressed a peerless genius?"

Normally, everyone would definitely be enraged by these shameless old men from the Cao Clan.

However, no one cared about these things today; instead, they praised Cao Youqian.

This left the elders of the Cao Clan feeling utterly bored.

Another focus of the entire event was Chu Feng, who not only defeated several seniors in the Ten Saints Grand Competition, but also nurtured a group of prodigies.

Every elder who toasted him was, intentionally or unintentionally, trying to curry favor with the man before him.

Perhaps Chu Feng will become the dean of the Dao-Seeking Academy in a while, and then they won't have the chance to curry favor with him anymore.

The banquet lasted until late at night.

As the banquet ended, Chu Feng felt a long-lost sense of relief; socializing had been exhausting.

He enjoys drinking and merrymaking, but that doesn't mean he enjoys these polite social niceties.

With the conclusion of the Ten Saints Grand Competition, the students at the Dao-Seeking Academy returned to normal.

Chu Feng, on the other hand, was preparing for his trip to the Hongyuan Continent. He was the kind of person who would never fight a battle he wasn't sure of winning, and he had been collecting information about the Hongyuan Continent these past few days.

After organizing the data, Chu Feng discovered that the Hongyuan Continent was somewhat similar to the Primordial Continent he had seen in his previous life.

A hundred races vied for supremacy, but the Human Race had yet to rise to prominence.

This is a good thing for Chu Feng. The fact that the Human Race has not yet risen to prominence means that Human Race will soon be born among them.

He loved the feeling that as long as he found Human Race prodigy and nurtured him a little, he could easily win without lifting a finger.

Six months later, Chu Feng's appointment finally came down: to go to the Hongyuan Continent to establish the Dao-Seeking Academy, or perhaps the Dao-Seeking Sect.

In addition to some cultivation resources, Chu Feng also obtained the Dean's Token and a statue of an Great Emperor.

The Dean's Token contains the power of Great Emperor's strike, and if necessary, it can be used to break through the void and escape the original world.

Saint are high-ranking figures in any holy land, and the loss of a Saint is a huge blow to any holy land.

As for the Great Emperor's statue, it can not only gather fortune, but also be activated to fight enemies when necessary.

Chu Feng looked at the treasures in his storage ring and murmured, "I didn't expect the Dao-Seeking Academy to be a conservative school of thought as well."

He had already begun to look forward to going to the Hongyuan Continent to establish a sect.

After bidding farewell to everyone, Chu Feng, along with his two disciples Xiao Chen and Cao Youqian, boarded the sect's teleportation array and headed to the Holy Institute.

The Holy Institute is not only the core of the Dao-Seeking Academy, but it also serves as a gateway to various worlds.

As the darkness disappeared, Chu Feng and his two disciples appeared in a place rich in Spiritual Qi. As soon as they stepped out of the teleportation array, a familiar figure appeared before them.

Upon seeing that figure, Cao Youqian's face immediately lit up with wild joy, and he shouted, "Ancestor!"

The newcomer was none other than the Great Sage Xuanhuo. Decades had passed since their last meeting, yet the Great Sage Xuanhuo still possessed the same charisma, only lacking the aura of a superior being, replaced by a sense of otherworldly elegance and Daoist grace.

Great Sage Xuanhuo smiled as he saw Cao Youqian and said, "Daqian, it's been so many years, you've grown up. I've heard about your deeds, and now I'm afraid I'm no match for you."

"What are you saying, Ancestor?"

Cao Youqian was a little embarrassed by his ancestor's praise. He subconsciously scratched his head and said, "Ancestor, please don't tease your grandson. How could I dare to lay a hand on you?"

After exchanging a few pleasantries, the Great Sage Xuanhuo turned their gaze to Chu Feng, bowed, and said, "Many Great Sage Qiankun for guiding my good-for-nothing grandson. He has grown to what he is today because of this. The best decision I ever made was sending this boy to serve under the Great Sage."

Chu Feng smiled and said, "Fellow Xuanhuo Huo, you flatter me. Daqian's talent points just went astray; his achievements today are entirely due to his own abilities."

Upon hearing this, Great Sage Xuanhuo wore an awkward yet polite smile. He knew very well what kind of person his grandson was before he became Chu Feng's disciple.

"Fellow Daoist Qiankun, please don't be so modest. I will first take you to pay your respects to the Dean of the Holy Institute, who is also the Divine King of my Dao-Seeking Academy."

Thank you for your help.

Chu Feng followed behind Great Sage Xuanhuo as they walked.

The scenery along the way was beautiful, filled with Spiritual Qi, giving one the feeling of being in a fairyland. After walking for an unknown amount of time, the Great Sage Xuanhuo stopped and turned to Chu Feng, saying, "The Sacred Palace is just ahead. Please wait here for a moment, fellow Daoist."

"Good."

After Chu Feng responded, he stood quietly in place, neither looking around curiously nor making any unnecessary movements.

A moment later, a loud voice echoed from within the Sacred Palace.

"Summon the Great Sage Qiankun, and his two Holy Sons."

Upon hearing the sound, Chu Feng and his two disciples immediately climbed the long white jade stone steps. After climbing dozens of steps, the three arrived at the entrance of the main hall. Chu Feng took the lead and entered the main hall, followed closely by Xiao Chen and Cao Youqian.

Upon entering the main hall, Chu Feng saw an elderly man with white hair and beard sitting leisurely on the throne. This man was none other than the Dean of the Holy Institute Divine King Zhen.

He didn't deliberately exude his aura; he merely glanced at Chu Feng, yet Chu Feng felt an inexplicable sense of oppression, and the two disciples behind him immediately knelt down.

The three bowed in unison and said, "We pay our respects to the Divine King."

No need for formalities.

As soon as the Divine King Zhen finished speaking, Chu Feng suddenly felt the unease he had felt disappear without a trace.

"Sit."

With a flick of his wrist, three chairs flew to the left of where Chu Feng and his two companions were.

Mr. Xie.

Chu Feng did not address him Divine King, but as Mr., in order to bring the two closer.

Upon hearing this, the Divine King Zhen subconsciously stroked his beard and said, "You are indeed as humble and polite as Little Kong said. Stay at the Holy Institute for a few more days. You can catch up with your teacher, or come and chat with this old man."

Upon hearing this, Chu Feng remembered his master, the former headmaster of the Miscellaneous Dao Institute, who was also cultivating in the Holy Institute. Why hadn't he seen that old man earlier?

What you think about will come to pass. Just as Chu Feng's thought flashed through his mind, a figure walked out from the side and back of the main hall. Upon seeing the newcomer, he quickly stood up and said, "Disciple Chu Feng greets Master."

Upon hearing this, Cao Youqian and Xiao Chen also stood up and bowed, saying, "Disciples greet Grandmaster."

The newcomer laughed and said, "Little Feng, I knew you were no ordinary person. When I left the Miscellaneous Dao Institute, your potential was indeed brought out."