209: Dean [Important Chapter]

Seeing Murong Fu walking over with a Face as dark as water, Vice Dean frowned slightly and said sternly, "Joint King, is there some important matter?"

Murong Fu pointed his right hand at Yang Lingchen, his tone incomparably cold and filled with killing intent, "Vice Dean, this Stinky brat must die today."

"Joint King, how has this kid offended you?" Vice Dean's Face clearly showed a hint of displeasure.

"He hasn't offended this King, but he killed Princess Qing."

Murong Fu said coldly, his voice seemingly coming from the Nine Nether abyss, making one shudder.

"Yang Lingchen, what is going on here?" Vice Dean asked with a cold Face and a stern tone.

"Sigh! Dean, it's like this. Princess Qing was struck by lust and attempted to do improper things to this Disciple, so this Disciple struggled with all his might and accidentally killed her." Yang Lingchen said with a Face full of shame and a hint of helplessness.

Upon hearing this, Vice Dean almost spat out his dinner from the night before. He held back his laughter but still said righteously, "Joint King, please accept my condolences. Training in the Secret Realm is always a matter of fortune and misfortune intertwined. Regarding the passing of Princess Qing, I and the Great Yan Academy express our regrets. After returning to the Great Yan Academy, I will certainly punish Yang Lingchen severely."

"Vice Dean, stop playing dumb with me. Do you know that Princess Qing was the princess whom His Majesty doted on the most?" Murong Fu looked at Vice Dean coldly, his eyes seemingly burning with raging flames.

"Murong Fu, do you know that Yang Lingchen is the student our Dean likes the most?" Vice Dean retorted without backing down.

"I haven't even met the Dean, when did I become the student the Dean likes the most?" Yang Lingchen was confused, his mind a tangled mess.

As the gunpowder between the two sides grew thicker, the atmosphere became unusually heavy and oppressive, as if an invisible mountain was pressing down on everyone's hearts. The high-level figures on both sides stared fixedly at each other, sparks seemingly flying where their gazes met, a great battle on the verge of breaking out.

"Vice Dean, are you sure you want to block this King today?" Murong Fu said coldly, his voice like the cold wind of winter, making one's bones ache.

"Murong Fu, with me here, it is impossible for you to touch him today. If your Great Yan Dynasty is not convinced, you can challenge him in the second round of the war god ranking." Vice Dean said coldly, his tone as firm as iron, without the slightest intention of backing down.

At this moment, Murong Xuan stepped out, his gaze sinister as he said coldly, "Royal Uncle, since Vice Dean says so, we will give him some Face. In the second round of the war god ranking, I will definitely make this Stinky brat die without a burial place and make him pay with his life for Princess Qing."

"Vice Dean, I forgot to tell you, Princess Qing was a woman favored by the Young Palace Master of the Desolate God Palace. Now that she has died in this kid's hands, you know the consequences without me having to say it." Murong Fu sneered, his smile full of schadenfreude and threats.

"Is this true?!" Vice Dean's Face instantly became incomparably heavy, as if covered by a thick layer of dark clouds.

"This King would not dare to speak nonsense about such matters." Murong Fu said, his tone carrying a hint of smugness and certainty.

"I will report this matter truthfully to the Dean, but before that, it is impossible for me to let you touch him." Vice Dean said, his gaze firm, without a trace of fear.

"I will let the kid live one more day." Murong Fu glared fiercely at Yang Lingchen, then took the people of the Great Yan Dynasty and left the scene arrogantly.

After the Great Yan Dynasty people left, Vice Dean glared fiercely at Yang Lingchen and said angrily, "Stinky brat, do you know what kind of trouble you have caused?"

"Dean, don't worry. A man acts and a man takes responsibility. After the war god ranking, this Disciple will naturally leave the Great Yan Academy."

Yang Lingchen felt depressed. He originally thought he had only killed a princess from a lower-tier force, but he didn't expect it to involve the Intermediate-tier Desolate God Palace, which left him speechless.

"In front of the Desolate God Palace, do you think you can run away?" Vice Dean said, then continued, "Now it just depends on whether the Dean can protect you, otherwise you better prepare to flee for your life!"

"Grandfather, please beg the Dean to protect Yang Lingchen." Ye Wushuang had a worried look on her Face, her beautiful eyes filled with anxiety and concern.

"If the Young Palace Master of the Desolate God Palace really cares about Murong Qing, then he will have no choice but to leave the Great Yan Academy." Vice Dean said in a deep voice, his tone carrying deep helplessness and worry.

"Is there really no other way?" Ye Wushuang asked, her voice carrying a hint of pleading.

"No." Vice Dean pondered for a moment, his Face becoming even heavier, as if he was carrying a thousand-pound burden.

"Senior Sister Wushuang, don't worry. I will be fine." Yang Lingchen smiled at Ye Wushuang, trying to reassure her, even though he was feeling uneasy himself.

The group boarded the mysterious boat and soon returned to the Great Yan Academy.

As soon as Yang Lingchen got off the mysterious boat, Vice Dean hurried over and said, "Stinky brat, come with me, the Dean wants to see you!"

"Okay." Yang Lingchen was still full of curiosity about the Dean of the Great Yan Academy, wondering what kind of person the Dean was.

Following Vice Dean, they flew for a while and soon arrived at the peak of a mysterious and quiet mountain.

The mountain peak was shrouded in clouds and mist, like a mysterious and hazy veil, dreamlike. At the very top of the peak stood a magnificent and majestic palace, exuding an ancient and mysterious Aura.

"The Dean is inside, go in yourself!" After Vice Dean finished speaking, his figure flashed and instantly disappeared from the peak, as if melting into the mysterious atmosphere.

Yang Lingchen hesitated for a moment, took a deep breath, and then stepped into the mysterious palace, "Is anyone here?"

"Whoosh...!" With a whoosh, a beautiful figure suddenly appeared in front of Yang Lingchen, like a Fairy descending.

"Zhou Yunxi, why are you here?"

Yang Lingchen was startled by the sudden appearance of Zhou Yunxi, his heart beating faster involuntarily.

"Because this is my place of Cultivate."

Zhou Yunxi had a charming and moving smile on her Face, a smile that seemed to be able to captivate souls.

"Your place of Cultivate?" Yang Lingchen frowned, his eyes full of confusion, then suddenly thought of something and said, "Could it be that you are the Dean?"

"What? Doesn't it look like it?"

Zhou Yunxi smiled charmingly, her smile like a spring breeze brushing across one's Face, yet carrying a hint of mystery.

"It doesn't look like it." Yang Lingchen shook his head, looking serious.

"Where does it not look like it?" Zhou Yunxi asked, her voice crisp and pleasant, like an oriole coming out of a valley.

"In my opinion, the Dean should be an old man with white hair and beard, over seventy years old, but you, Zhou Yunxi, are so beautiful and charming, like a flower in full bloom, it is really hard for people to believe you are the Dean." Yang Lingchen said, his eyes carrying a hint of sincerity.

"Stinky brat, your mouth is still so sweet." Zhou Yunxi showed a charming smile, her smile like a blooming flower, then continued, "Do you know how much trouble you have caused?"

"Whether this Disciple knows or not is no longer important. What is important is whether you can protect this Disciple." Yang Lingchen smiled, his eyes carrying a hint of expectation and nervousness.

"I once said I would give you a fortuitous encounter, do you remember?" Zhou Yunxi's voice was crisp, as pleasant as silver bells.

"Remember! Of course I remember!"

Yang Lingchen quickly smiled, a flash of excitement in his eyes, then remembered that he had teased her at the time, and couldn't help but scratch his head in embarrassment.

"Take this token, and this map!"

At this moment, Zhou Yunxi handed Yang Lingchen a token exuding an ancient Aura, and a slightly worn map, the map seemingly carrying endless vicissitudes of time.

"Zhou Yunxi, what is this?" Yang Lingchen asked curiously, his eyes fixed on the items in his hand.

"This map hides the secret of the Burial Ground of Gods, and this token is the key to the Burial Ground of Gods. It is rumored that the Burial Ground of Gods hides earth-shattering secrets. Whoever can obtain the secrets within can break through the shackles of the Tianfeng World and reach a higher Realm."

Zhou Yunxi said, her voice carrying a hint of mystery and solemnity.

"Such an important thing, why would you give it to me?" Yang Lingchen asked curiously, his eyes full of confusion and incomprehension.

"Because your talent is the best among everyone I have ever seen, without exception. I believe that besides you, no one else in this world can unlock the secret of the Burial Ground of Gods." Zhou Yunxi said seriously, her eyes full of expectation and trust.

"Zhou Yunxi, do you know the origin of the name Burial Ground of Gods?" Yang Lingchen asked, his eyes full of desire to explore the unknown.

"It is rumored that top-tier powerful beings are buried in the Burial Ground of Gods. For countless years, anyone who has entered the Burial Ground of Gods has not come out alive." Zhou Yunxi said, her voice carrying a hint of awe.

"Then are you sending me to my death?" Yang Lingchen asked, a hint of fear arising in his heart.

"How could I bear to send you to your death?"

Zhou Yunxi smiled charmingly, "It is rumored that only a peerless Genius with a Heaven-Defying ability for Cross-Rank Challenge can unlock the secret of the Burial Ground of Gods."

"You think that highly of me?" Yang Lingchen smiled, a surge of confidence rising in his heart.

"Of course. So far, I have not seen anyone whose ability for Cross-Rank Challenge can compare to yours." Zhou Yunxi said, her eyes full of admiration.

"Thank you, Zhou Yunxi. If this Disciple unlocks the secret of the Burial Ground of Gods, I will definitely share it with you." Yang Lingchen bowed respectfully, his expression respectful and sincere.

"It's a deal!"

"It's a deal!"

"By the way, are you confident about tomorrow's war god ranking?" Zhou Yunxi asked, her eyes carrying a hint of expectation.

"The first place will definitely be this Disciple's." Yang Lingchen said confidently, a firm light flashing in his eyes.

"Very good. After you get first place in the war god ranking tomorrow, you should leave." Zhou Yunxi said in a deep voice, her tone carrying a hint of reluctance.

"If this Disciple leaves, will it implicate the Great Yan Academy?" Yang Lingchen asked, his heart full of worry.

"Of course not. The Great Yan Academy has the Phoenix Clan standing behind it. The Desolate God Palace dares not do anything to the Great Yan Academy." Zhou Yunxi said, her tone full of confidence.

"Then this Disciple is relieved." Yang Lingchen said, the heavy stone in his heart finally falling.

"Stay tonight! Tomorrow I will personally take you to the war god ranking site." Zhou Yunxi smiled, her smile like the warm sun in spring, warming the heart.

"This..., Zhou Yunxi, will this be developing too fast? I don't have any mental preparation at all."

Yang Lingchen said embarrassedly.

"Stinky brat, the Spiritual Qi here is so rich, I am letting you stay to Cultivate. What are you thinking about?"

Zhou Yunxi rolled her eyes at Yang Lingchen, a charming expression on her Face, her manner so full of charm that it was intoxicating.

"Cough cough..., so that's how it is!"

Yang Lingchen coughed lightly to hide his embarrassment, but secretly breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.