"Master, I saw a divine light descending from the sky. Is that unusual?"

Ji Kun ran over worriedly. The academy is a big place and attracts a lot of attention. It is possible that there may be some crazy and cruel cultivator who might try to assassinate people.

When he arrived, he saw a stranger next to the Master. He was startled and prepared to fight back.

"This is my elder, don't worry."

Chen Lian shook her head towards Ji Kun. With Chen Sheng around, no one in the world could hurt her.

"Hello, senior."

Ji Kun hurriedly bowed.

He had heard of this story. The Master had an elder who had the appearance of an immortal. His complexion had not changed with the passage of time and he remained undefeated.

Several decades ago, before he was born, he came to Changle Kingdom and shocked the ten surrounding countries with one sword. He was truly awe-inspiring.

After many years, he is still young. It seems that the rumors are true. He possesses the ability to know everything and has achieved immortality.

"Since you are a scholar, I think you are interested in classics. I will give you these miscellaneous books."

Mr. Chen had the ability to judge people. He saw that Ji Kun was a gentleman with great talent. He flicked his sleeves and a pile of classics ten inches high piled up on the desk.

This was something he had read in his spare time over the years, and he had thought of giving it to Chen Lian when he met her to relieve her boredom. But now it seemed that he had no use for it, so he simply gave it to Ji Kun.

"Miscellaneous books? They are clearly profound teachings with every word being a gem."

Ji Kun thanked him and turned his hand, his eyes shining brightly. Even though he knew that the books added by Chen Sheng must be extraordinary, he was still shocked.

This is no ordinary book. Looking at the world of immortal cultivation in Changle Kingdom, any copy of it can cause a bloody storm.

Mr. Chen gave away so many books at once and called them “miscellaneous books”, which shows that he has profound background and broad knowledge.

Knowing that Chen Sheng and Chen Lian needed some space to be alone, Ji Kun did not disturb them and turned away.

At present, he was focusing on the important matter of the Master's abdication. While preparing for the succession, he was also notifying all directions so that the dignitaries of Changle State would know.

The Imperial Palace.

"Master, abdicate?"

The emperor who is in power now is the former crown prince Song Shenshu.

He was no longer in his prime, his temples were frosted, his face was wrinkled, and he had experienced a lot. He no longer treated the Master with blind respect and admiration. His eyes were deep, filled with many calculations and weighing of the pros and cons.

However, no matter how many reasons there were, my heart was as cold as iron, and I still felt an indescribable throbbing when I heard that the Master was going to step back.

This is the patron saint of Changle! When she was here, everyone was upset, but Changle was peaceful.

After she leaves, the long-term situation will change, or like an undercurrent breaking through the suppression, it will turn the world upside down.

"This matter has a huge impact. What do you think?"

Song Shenshu thought for a long time and felt that the situation was extremely complicated, and people's hearts and minds were in chaos.

He asked someone close to him, who turned out to be a young minister named Ning Tianbao, who was the top scholar who won the top three places in the imperial examination five years ago. He was a smart man and was very good at making decisions.

"While the Master is still alive, the Academy will remain the Academy no matter how it changes. Without the Master, the Academy will certainly be in chaos. It all depends on who has better means."

Ning Tianbao prided himself on being a wise man, but when it came to the Master's affairs, he did not dare to speak freely. This matter involved a lot of things, concerning the fate of a country. It was by no means a simple discussion of state affairs, and he had to be extremely careful.

"Jidian Shang, come with me to see the Master."

This answer did not disappoint Song Shenshu. Instead, he felt that Ning Tianbao was a prudent person. He decided to ask the master for advice in tomorrow's inheritance class.

The future of Changle? Good and evil? These are the questions that the Master can answer, but he must also consider.

“It’s my pleasure.”

Ning Tianbao said respectfully.

In Changle State, the Master blocked the way of many people. Some wanted to kill her, but they would never hate or dislike her.

This is a person with great charisma. Even if he is unarmed, he can gather a sincere team with just a wave of his arm.

"Very good."

When the news came out, the powerful people in the upper circles felt relieved as if the clouds had been cleared and the sun had come out. The Master was like a mountain, pressing them down and making them crawl. Everything they could do and wanted to do was bound by the rules.

Once she is gone and the saint falls, Changle will become their paradise again.

"She couldn't bear it. She is just a mortal."

In the world of cultivation, there were also cultivators who breathed a sigh of relief. There had never been a mortal dynasty that was governed according to laws. Even powerful cultivators in the high-level Qi Refining Realm lived in fear, fearing that the guillotine hanging over their heads would fall and separate their bodies.

If you disrupt the hierarchy and act recklessly, you will eventually be punished by God and will not be able to last long.

…

On this day, the gates of the academy were wide open, and an endless stream of horse-drawn carriages filled the streets. Some officials were hundreds of feet away and had to get off their carriages and walk step by step, low-key, into the door.

"This is amazing. Are all the high-ranking officials from Changle Country here?"

A few inconspicuous people were watching this grand gathering in the corners and on the eaves.

Among the officials walking through the gate of the academy, those with high ranks were of terrifyingly high rank, and there were many high-ranking officials in red and purple official robes. The one who got off the car and walked in a low-key manner a hundred feet away might be a high-ranking official of a certain region.

"It's a college, I understand."

After being surprised, they felt it was normal. After all, it was the place where the Master practiced. Maybe there was some important system that needed to be discussed, which attracted so many officials to gather.

“Ulala…”

Just then, a chirping sound was heard from the street ahead.

The dragon chariot pulled by four large horses moved slowly on the street, causing people to step aside and make way, and then hurriedly pay their respects and pay their respects.

"No need to be polite. I don't want to worry about too much etiquette today."

The more ceremonies, the more things to do.

At this time, Song Shenshu didn't want to cause any trouble, so he asked everyone to be more polite and to focus on the affairs of the academy today.

After a while, he arrived at the gate of the academy, got off the carriage, and looked at the towering buildings, slightly stunned.

There, there are numerous students with clear eyes, holding the highest respect for the teachers and the academy.

He was the same when he was young. Later, when he ascended the throne, his mentality changed, but he always had this feeling in his heart.

"His Majesty."

In the academy, Ji Kun learned that the emperor was coming and went to greet him in person. The two got along well and headed towards the Ji Dian training ground.

"Congratulations, Mr. Jikun."

On the way, Song Shenshu expressed his goodwill to Ji Kun, and then asked, "Where is the Master?"

The surroundings were bustling with activity, and everyone came for the Master, but the Master was nowhere to be seen.

"The Master is reminiscing with the elders in the family in the backyard."

A quarter of an hour ago, Ji Kun told the Master that staying in the backyard and not going out might have neglected the higher-ups, but the Master looked indifferent and didn't care.

"Is that the one?"

Song Shenshu's heart moved. He knew a lot about this matter. When he was a young prince, his master and elders had come to Changle Kingdom once. It was quite mysterious.

"yes."

Ji Kun nodded. This matter was not a secret among the high-ranking officials of Changle State. The title of the master and elder was too scary.

Moreover, this person is definitely not a person who relies on personal influence. He is very cunning and he once wiped out all the evil spirits around Changle Kingdom in one day, and put an end to the immortal cultivation sects' intention to suppress the academy.

"I will go and visit you after the ceremony."

The emperor and the senior officials from the three provinces and six ministries were in the parade ground. As the day changed, it was time for the old to be replaced by the new.

"clatter"

Chen Lian appeared. She was wearing a green shirt and had calm eyes. She walked across the training ground and stood on the high platform.

Jikun and she are both protagonists and will take over the academy in the future.

"Hello, Master."

When the Master came to the stage, Song Shenshu shouted loudly, and all the senior officials behind him bowed and greeted him to express their respect.

Ji Kun's eyes widened. This was the power of the teacher in the academy. She was as noble as an emperor and as prominent as an official. But even they had to bow their heads when they saw her.

And he is extremely lucky to sit in the position of a master and rule the academy.

"Everyone, many of you are old acquaintances, so I won't go into too much small talk."

Chen Lian looked calm, neither arrogant nor timid, as if facing an old acquaintance, and said, "I am stepping down, and the position of Master will be taken by Ji Kun."

On this matter, she did not discuss it with anyone, but announced that Jikun was the person who could inherit the spirit of the academy and was the most suitable person.

She would never allow those treacherous people to take control of the academy and destroy this paradise for humanity.

"Master, how should I do this?"

The Master's words determined Jikun's orthodoxy, and from then on he became the undisputed leader of the academy.

At this time, he was somewhat happy, yet somewhat hesitant and bewildered. Holding such power and influencing the fortunes of a country was a huge responsibility.

He looked at his teacher with confused eyes like a student, hoping to get his doubts answered.

"What's going on now will be what it will be in the future."

Chen Lian said calmly.

Behind Jikun there is the Academy, the Wuxutai, and many fellow travelers. When she came, the country was barren, but she was still able to turn Changle into a paradise for humanity.

As a successor, Jikun's conditions and environment are good enough to realize his dream and pursue human equality.

When everyone heard this, their hearts were like the rising tide of the river or the sea, even surging.

Ji Kun stood straight with his fists clenched, as if he had infinite power in his body that could fight everything.

As for some of the powerful people, their eyes became gloomy. Now that one master has left, will there be a second master, and even a third and fourth one, who will always weigh on their heads?

"boom"

As if dissatisfied with the Master's remarks, ten streams of cold aura shot out from the crowd, like sharpened weapons, extremely domineering.

Figures were swaying everywhere, all with cold eyes, without any human emotions, and rushing towards the Master.

"Protect the emperor."

Ning Tianbao shouted in horror. Such blatant assassinations were too rare. They trampled on the unwritten rules and were extremely insane.

A group of people gathered around the emperor, perhaps out of concern for disturbing the Holy Cross or because they felt it was safer here.

"Who is so bold as to cause trouble at this time?"

Some people were furious. All the high-ranking officials of Changle Kingdom were in the academy, and they made such a big fuss. Aren't they afraid of arousing public anger?

"Master, be careful."

What was even more shocking was that some people, fearing that something might happen to the Master, tried to block his way with their bodies.

In their hearts, the Master must not fail. He is the people's will and destiny, and his fate must not be shaken.

"Asshole!"

Chen Lian was on the high platform, looking around and seeing nothing but help, but he was not afraid at all. Instead, he was furious and looked coldly at the ten monks who were rushing towards him.

“Boom…”

As she finished her words, images of numerous Confucian scholars and literati appeared in the palaces. They were tall and close to the sky, golden in color, and cast divine light all over the sky.

Under this strange phenomenon, dozens of high-level monks seemed to be carrying a mountain on their shoulders. Their momentum slowed down temporarily and they no longer had any divine power.

"You thief, you are making trouble regardless of the occasion."

A bunch of old scholars rushed out from the halls. They were in their seventies or eighties, but they walked with great vigor and a strange power flowed in their bodies, which was the literary energy.

Mr. Chen once passed down a side school of thought, studying and practicing. After several decades, the academy already had its own team.

Teach in leisure time and fight in war time.

"He is extremely naughty."

An old man with a burly frame took off his hair crown, and the ruler in his hand was shining brightly under the blessing of literary aura, as if it was made of gold and iron.

He hit one of the assassins without mercy, with such force that he smashed the man's ribs.

Seeing this scene, the previously naughty student shrank back and felt pain all over his body.

"I told you to make trouble."

There was another old scholar with a very angry face. Normally, the person he respected the most was the teacher. These bastards actually dared to attack the teacher. They deserved to be killed.

He slapped the assassin, and his mouth twisted, his front teeth fell out, and he twisted his body with a whimpering sound.

"Is this the cultivation method of the academy?"

The atmosphere at the scene suddenly became weird.

A college is a place for teaching, and there is no ambiguity when it comes to taking action.

However, it must be said that the fighting power of these old scholars is indeed not weak, and the literary energy flowing in their bodies is not inferior to the magic power of monks.

"The Academy has power, and the Wuxutai, if the two overlap, they will crush us to death."

Those powerful people with evil intentions were like losing their parents. With an academy that controlled the truth and the assistance of Wuxutai, even if they lost their master, it would still be very difficult for them to regain power.

Afterwards, these dozens of monks were taken to Wuxutai for torture. Those forces that acted secretly must hope that these assassins are tough enough, otherwise they will be overthrown by the raging anger.

The story also ended peacefully.

"Master, I would like to ask for your advice, Song Shenshu."

The Emperor of Changle Kingdom did not leave. Instead, he walked around and came to the backyard. He stood at the door and was very polite.

He wanted to ask the master what the future direction of the dynasty should be and what the policies and strategies of the academy should be.

"I have let go of the burden and I am no longer able to manage it. You should discuss the future with Jikun."

A long and vague sound floated out from the courtyard.

However, she had no intention of answering for Song Shenshu, as she had already done everything she could.

Next up…

The country of Changle was guided forward by the living.

"This student is here to bid farewell to the Master."

Song Shenshu's heart trembled, and he finally understood the origin of this succession. The master looked young, but his energy and spirit were already exhausted. After putting down the heavy burden, there was a sense of weakness in his words.

He straightened his clothes and paid his respects as a student. Even though the Master suppressed the imperial power, he was still worthy of respect.

After all, this land of humanity, the well-being of all people, and the prosperity of the country are all clearly visible.

(End of this chapter)