Chapter 291: An Immortal from Beyond!
A neat, uniform whistle resounded in his ears.
It was as if playing a prelude for the grand event about to come.
Lu Qingyang’s arrival left the Instructors and students of the Chaotian First Cultivation Academy frozen in place.
For a time, they seemed unsure how to react.
The instant his azure long robe came into view, the Instructors and students alike clasped their fists and paid their respects, faces filled with reverence.
Before long, the Academy Master of the Chaotian First Cultivation Academy, Old Huang, arrived upon hearing the news.
A streak of flowing light came racing over.
“Greetings, Sect Master Saint Venerable!”
Old Huang cupped his hands in salute, his attitude incomparably respectful.
Clearly, he too had never imagined that Lu Qingyang would truly come.
Lu Qingyang gave a slight nod, his gaze sweeping a circle around him.
“There’s no need for such formalities, everyone. Since we are here to observe the academy celebration, we should enjoy ourselves. Feel free to do as you please.”
He gave a slight wave of his hand and spoke indifferently.
Though it was only a few short sentences, it left the crowd below utterly thrilled.
“Thank you, Sect Master, for your grace.”
The crowd cupped their fists and bowed in thanks, their hearts burning.
But Lu Qingyang paid them no further attention.
His gaze turned back, landing on Old Huang.
“You’ve done well these years, building this academy into something respectable. It could serve as a model.”
Old Huang smiled humbly.
“You praise me too much. This is all merely within the scope of my duties. The Sect Master overpraises me.”
“Mm, not bad. It has been hard on you all these years. When you have time, come sit in the palace.”
“And if there is anything you want, you can bring it up with Jiangxin.”
Lu Qingyang nodded.
Old Huang’s performance left him quite satisfied.
For the Chaotian Academy to have made such great progress, the other party’s contributions could not go unmentioned.
“Many thanks for the Sect Master’s reward.”
Old Huang was overjoyed and hurriedly bent to bow.
“Mm.”
Lu Qingyang nodded, no longer paying Old Huang any mind.
Instead, he lowered his figure, clasped his hands behind his back, and strode toward the observation platform.
“Saint Venerable, this way please.”
Old Huang hurriedly stepped back half a pace, bending low.
“Mm.”
Lu Qingyang nodded, then stepped onto the stairs, slowly ascending.
Boom~
As Lu Qingyang steadied himself, the many Academy Masters accompanying the celebration also took the stage one after another.
To Lu Qingyang’s left was naturally Old Huang.
But on his right was a pale, handsome, slanted-eyed middle-aged man!
“Senior Brother?”
Lu Qingyang looked at this excited, slanted-eyed middle-aged man with some astonishment.
Was this person not his Senior Brother Chao San?
Though the other party had altered his appearance.
How could that possibly escape the eyes of a true Immortal?
“Senior Brother, why are you here too? All these years, haven’t you been traveling abroad seeking a chance to break through?”
“What brings you here to observe the academy celebration, and with your appearance concealed?”
Lu Qingyang frowned slightly, feeling quite puzzled.
In earlier years, Chao San had been closest to him, and they had often kept in touch.
But later, as his cultivation advanced by leaps and bounds, especially after his ascension to Immortality.
Chao San gradually left his life and went wandering everywhere.
Though now he still had not ascended to Immortality.
His Great Vehicle completion aura could not escape Lu Qingyang’s eyes.
“Heh heh, Saint Venerable, greetings. I came today with my son.”
“I had thought I would just accompany him to observe the ceremony and then head back, but I never imagined you would come too, Senior Brother.”
“So I could not help but come up to chat with the Sect Master.”
Chao San chuckled.
Though his appearance was concealed, his voice was still familiar.
Hearing this, Lu Qingyang was also surprised. He had never imagined that this Senior Brother of his already had a son!
“Quick, point him out to me. Which one is your son?”
Lu Qingyang’s interest was piqued.
Hearing this, Chao San swept out with his divine sense, then locked his gaze on a certain spot.
On the other side, when Chao Er saw his slanted-eyed old man actually ascend the observation platform.
And even strike up a conversation with the Sect Master Saint Venerable, he froze in place.
Not just him. Even the group of youths beside him and that effeminate Instructor were stunned as well.
Their eyes held nothing but shock.
My old man actually knows the Sect Master Saint Venerable?
And he’s even chatting with the Sect Master Saint Venerable. What virtue or ability does my old man have?
Chao Er stared wide-eyed, looking at the two in disbelief.
His lips trembled as he muttered to himself.
Beside him, the girl who had mocked Chao Er at the outset now felt her throat go dry, her heart pounding wildly.
This scene was too shocking, too transcendent!
She could never have imagined that Chao Er’s father.
A person who swept floors and did chores in the academy, actually knew a great figure like the Sect Master Saint Venerable.
And moreover, the two were chatting happily.
That effeminate Instructor was trembling all over, nearly dropping to his knees.
He had actually dared to question and mock this person earlier.
If he had angered the other party, forget his own little life — his entire clan would likely be dragged down with him.
At this thought, he wished he could slap himself twice. He regretted judging a man by his appearance!
“Chao… Chao Er, just what kind of divine figure is your father? He actually knows the Sect Master Saint Venerable!?”
The effeminate Instructor looked at Chao Er, trembling, the very picture of someone wanting to ask but not daring to.
“Ah?”
How could Chao Er possibly answer?
But just as he was stammering, the azure-robed figure on the observation platform suddenly extended a palm.
“Weng!”
A light hum rang out. Lu Qingyang flicked his finger.
In an instant, ripples spread across the void.
Then, everyone witnessed an extremely shocking scene.
In the void, a flying sword gleaming with flowing light shot straight toward where Chao Er stood!
Incredibly fast!
In the blink of an eye it arrived!
“Shua!”
The flying sword hovered, coming to a stop before Chao Er.
“Little nephew, this first-tier Immortal Sword is for you. Keep it well.”
Lu Qingyang smiled warmly, speaking lightly.
“What?”
The moment these words came out, the entire venue fell silent.
Everyone was dumbfounded, their heads ringing.
“Nep… nephew?”
Everyone’s faces twitched as they stared at Chao Er, mouths agape.
The Sect Master Saint Venerable is your uncle?!
“Thud!”
That effeminate Instructor was so frightened he dropped onto his backside.
Cold sweat poured down.
He had never imagined that this first-tier Immortal Sword was actually meant for Chao Er.
“Dad… this…”
Chao Er gaped, not knowing what to say.
But Chao San signaled for his son to hurry and accept it.
After all, even he only had one first-tier Immortal Sword, and it had been bestowed by Lu Qingyang in earlier years.
Yet Lu Qingyang did not care.
First-tier ordinary Immortal Swords — he had more than a thousand of them.
After the joke was over, Lu Qingyang was about to instruct Old Huang to begin the academy celebration.
But who would have thought that before he could get the words out.
His expression suddenly froze.
Then a sliver of ice appeared deep in his pupils.
The next second, his figure abruptly vanished.
Leaving only a single sentence drifting in the air.
“Old Huang, you preside over the academy celebration. I have something to attend to, so I’ll be going first.”
Leaving everyone staring at each other in blank dismay.
…
“Whoosh!”
In another void, Lu Qingyang’s figure flickered across endless distance, appearing in an instant somewhere in the Chaotian Realm.
“Jiangxin! You just said several Immortals from beyond the realm crossed over. Is that true?!”
“Verify their cultivation, their numbers, and their location!”