who?
Twenty disciples of Qing Shuang Peak?
Everyone craned their necks to look up and, sure enough, spotted those familiar faces.
"It was them?"
Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, the flying artifact slowly descended.
The twenty fellow disciples stood in two rows, looking much plumper and rosier than when they left. Although they were still wearing the robes of the Holy Capital Academy disciples, the fabric was a brocade unlike anything they had ever seen before, with runes subtly swirling as they moved. Not only could they not compare to the scions of wealthy families, but even the Peak Master's clothes were arguably no less impressive.
This trip was quite a journey, and it's been transformed into a golden experience.
The dean and the other peak masters were completely stunned.
"Luan Zhenfeng, your disciple."
The dean nudged him, signaling him to say a few words.
"I...I...I'm not sure if this is my disciple."
Looking at their beaming faces and confident, smug expressions, Luan Zhenfeng thought, "They're completely different from the disciples I sent out."
"Look at you, so useless."
The dean couldn't help but feel disgusted with him, so he reached out and slapped him on the back, pushing him to the front.
"Yes, it's good that you're back."
Luan Zhenfeng's gaze swept over everyone, and a look of satisfaction appeared in his eyes. "It seems that you have all gained something. It was worth all the hard work I put in."
The peak master's painstaking efforts were mainly to buy the cheapest tickets to send them from Dongxu Kingdom to Dingtian Academy, and then recommend them to an extremely unreliable old classmate.
Although their master almost caused them to be kidnapped by unscrupulous merchants on the way, and almost made them unable to stay at Dingtian Academy because of their master's fellow disciple, they did not blame him.
Who told Master to take in such a good disciple as Junior Brother Yan?
"Master, let's go!"
A group of people met excitedly, and the disciples, who had mastered their skills, quickly left with Luan Zhenfeng.
Because of their actions, the two peak masters of Yintianwu Peak and Jinyang Peak were very dissatisfied. "Dean, do you think this is appropriate?"
"You've already bowed and paid your respects, what more is there to say?"
The dean stood on Qing Shuang Peak this time, saying, "If your disciples can be this promising, you can be this successful too."
Upon hearing this, the two frowned, feeling deeply resentful but helpless, and then angrily turned and left.
After the dean and the peak masters all left, the remaining people couldn't help but start discussing.
"Are those disciples of Azure Frost Peak? The changes are too great in just three years!"
"Is Dingtian Academy really that good? Does it nurture people with spiritual energy?"
"Did you see that? They actually flew back on a magical artifact!"
"The magical artifacts aren't important; has anyone discerned their cultivation levels?"
...
The disciples of Holy Capital Academy began to stir. Many of the disciples and even teachers who had bullied Qing Shuang Peak in the past were now terrified, worried that these people might retaliate when they returned.
Inside Qing Shuang Peak.
Everyone was busy having fun and didn't have time to pay attention to anyone else.
When I came back to visit my master, they had prepared many gifts for me.
The Qing Shuangfeng Dean's robes were made of the same material as the clothes they were wearing;
Elixirs that aid in cultivation;
A long spear made of spiritual metal;
There was also a box of mid-grade spirit stones and other miscellaneous items.
Luan Zhenfeng stared at the pile of treasures that filled his main hall for a long time before finally speaking, "Did you rob Dingtian Academy?"
"Master."
The eldest brother looked at him seriously.
"Alright, alright, I was just joking."
Luan Zhenfeng coughed twice and looked away from the pile of treasures. "It seems my good brother is taking good care of you guys because of me. You're doing relatively well at Dingtian Academy."
As he spoke, a smile involuntarily spread across his face.
These guys made him look so good in public, how could he not be happy?
"By the way, my good brother hasn't sent a letter in many years. How is he doing now? Has his cultivation improved?"
He had written several letters before, but Zhang Dan had never replied. He had been worried that Zhang Dan had become distant, but he hadn't expected the young man to be so loyal.
"And what about that brat Yan Qing? How's he doing at Dingtian Academy? Don't put too much pressure on him if he can't keep up with the studies there. If he can't make it at Dingtian Academy, I can find him a good job at Shengdu Academy."
Hearing his master's words, the image of his master as a great traitor instantly reappeared.
Seeing his master's happy expression, the eldest brother looked at the second brother and asked, "Why don't you tell him?"
Why should I tell him?
The second senior brother objected, "You play the good guy, and I'll play the bad guy?"
What are you talking about?
Luan Zhenfeng noticed their whispers.
“Master, my two senior brothers are considering whether or not to tell you that Zhang Dan is an ungrateful and treacherous person.”
Once again, the nineteenth prince displayed his tendency to keep quiet, and blurted out what Zhang Dan had said that day.
He said you're a piece of trash.
"An incompetent martial arts practitioner who tries to climb the social ladder as soon as he gets to know someone."
"They don't even know you, yet you insist on going up to them and pestering them like a leech..."
After the nineteenth brother finished speaking, Luan Zhenfeng's face turned green. "How dare you! Is this how you slander your uncle and sow discord?"
Zhang Dan has always been mature, steady, friendly, and reliable; he is not like what they say.
Luan Zhenfeng took out his long whip to teach this rambling old man a lesson.
"Master, please calm down!"
The eldest brother quickly intervened and the others stood in front of the nineteenth brother, saying, "Although the nineteenth brother's words are a bit extreme, he is telling the truth."
"You, you!"
Upon hearing this, Luan Zhenfeng felt as if he were choking on a mouthful of blood. The great joys and sorrows of life seemed to pass in the blink of an eye.
"impossible!"
He still held a sliver of hope: "If Zhang Dan were truly that kind of person, how could you have ended up in this predicament without anyone helping you at Dingtian Academy?"
Moreover, Zhang Dan is a very petty person; he can hold a grudge for a long time over the smallest things.
If what they said is true, Zhang Dan would have driven them away on their very first day at Dingtian Academy.
"Who says no one will help us? We have junior brothers."
With his fellow disciples standing in his way, the nineteenth brother grew bolder. "Given your current level, if you want to become the dean of Holy Capital Academy, he can make Dean Lü Yun step down and give way to a more capable person."
"I think you've grown wings and gotten too big for your britches!"
Luan Zhenfeng raised his hand, intending to personally cripple this wicked disciple.
The eldest brother silently stepped aside upon seeing this.
When the eldest disciple made way, the other senior disciples also dispersed.
The wailing and screaming of the wicked disciple echoed from within Qing Shuang Peak.
Outside the door, two young-looking disciples dressed in tattered clothes looked at each other in surprise upon hearing the voice.
"Are we really going in?"
"Let's...wait a bit."
The two, who had initially mustered their courage, lowered their hands from the door again and waited quietly for their master and fellow disciples to finish their discussion.
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