Stand back, it’s my turn to show off!

“Reporting, Inner Courtyard Dean, he is indeed Lin Dong.”

Elder Liu bowed to the middle-aged man.

The Inner Courtyard Dean nodded, “He is indeed a good seedling. He is very mysterious, shrouded in a layer of mist. Even I cannot see through him.”

“Inner Courtyard Dean, what exactly was the order from the Main Courtyard? Why do you look so troubled?”

Elder Liu asked.

All the Elders knew that something must have happened at the Main Courtyard.

That was why the Inner Courtyard Dean, under immense pressure, insisted on opening the Myriad Intent Pavilion for the Ten Prodigies to appear.

The Inner Courtyard Dean fell silent.

After a long while, he slowly said, “It’s fine to tell you. You will know sooner or later anyway. The reason I haven’t made it public yet is because I’m afraid the pressure will be too great for them…”

Subsequently, the Inner Courtyard Dean slowly explained.

The Great Era Competition is approaching, and Geniuses are emerging in Kyushu, with Prodigies from various races appearing like bamboo shoots after a spring rain.

The Main Courtyard of Seven Stars Academy naturally has many Prodigies and Prodigies appearing, and they are cultivating these Disciples with all their might.

However, over the years, Seven Stars Academy has consumed too many resources and manpower, distributing them to various branches, but the results obtained have been negligible.

Most of the strong Cultivators from the Main Courtyard still come from the central part of Qingzhou, with very few strong Cultivators from the branches.

Some Elders felt that instead of using resources to Cultivate waste, it would be better to reduce some resources from the branches and use them to Cultivate the true Geniuses and Prodigies of the Academy.

A few days ago, news came from the Main Courtyard.

Every once in a while, perhaps three years, perhaps five years, the Main Courtyard would send some Disciples to assess the branches.

If a branch passes the assessment, it means it is qualified to be cultivated by the Main Courtyard and does not need to reduce its resources.

If it fails to pass the assessment, its resources will be reduced by fifty percent.

Survival of the fittest!

As for Yun Lan Branch, it has always received little attention from the Main Courtyard, located in a remote area. These assessments are difficult for them!

“Damn it.”

Elder Liu understood the importance of resources to Cultivators. Once resources are reduced, Disciples from small places will never have a chance to rise.

In a few days, the Main Courtyard’s assessment will arrive, which is why the Inner Courtyard Dean was so worried.

He came from Yun Lan Branch, and with the cultivation of the Academy, he achieved his current cultivation with extreme difficulty.

He deeply understood how difficult it was to Cultivate solely through one's own efforts, and naturally did not want the Disciples of this land to never have a chance to rise.

“When soldiers come, use generals to block them; when water comes, use earth to cover it.”

“Inner Courtyard Dean, you don’t need to worry about the people from the Main Courtyard.”

Elder Liu patted his chest and said, “At least this year, the Main Courtyard won’t be able to bite off Yun Lan Branch, this hard bone.”

The Inner Courtyard Dean was surprised, “Oh? You’re so confident? Is it Lin Dong who gave you this confidence?”

Elder Liu nodded, “This old man has seen Lin Dong make a move. He’s incredibly unorthodox. A Ning Dan Realm Cultivator can slay a Half-Step Celestial Realm Cultivator, and a Hua Hai Realm Cultivator can kill a Celestial Realm Cultivator…”

“With Lin Dong’s strength, even if he went to the Main Courtyard, he would be considered a Prodigy, and he wouldn’t necessarily be afraid of them.”

Elder Liu had received benefits from Lin Dong, so he looked at Lin Dong with particular favor and spoke many good words for Lin Dong.

“I hope so!”

In the Inner Courtyard Dean’s eyes, an inexplicable meaning flickered, “Will he be the hope of my Yun Lan Branch?”

… …

At the same time.

In a flash, Lin Dong and the others appeared in a mysterious space.

It was dark and deep, yet countless stars twinkled, as if they were in the vast starry sky.

What was most shocking was that on the firmament, there hung an endless and vast galaxy, shimmering with colorful light, mysterious and extraordinary.

Beneath the galaxy, ten stars slowly rotated, accentuating the extraordinary nature of the galaxy.

Lin Dong could clearly feel that the Intent and Law power here were exceptionally rich: “Is this a space opened by a powerful Cultivator of Seven Stars Academy? It is indeed extraordinary!”

“Big Brother, this galaxy is the treasure of the Myriad Intent Pavilion.”

“The colors on it are various Intents and Laws intertwining, the cultivation experiences left by successive powerful Cultivators of my Seven Stars Academy.”

“We can comprehend the Intent and Law on the galaxy by communicating with the ten stars.”

“The closer the star, the higher the chance of comprehending the Intent and Law.”

Yang Dianfeng had only heard of the Myriad Intent Pavilion in ancient texts. This was his first time here, and he was deeply shocked. His eyes lit up slightly, and he considerately explained to Lin Dong.

Lin Dong nodded. Without Yang Dianfeng needing to say anything, he could also see some clues.

Lin Dong immediately set his sights on the star closest to the galaxy. He wanted to seize this opportunity to comprehend other Intents.

“Strength is supreme!”

“We’ll choose the star positions according to the Prodigy rankings. Does everyone agree?”

Just as Lin Dong was walking towards the front stars, Luo Wuyou, who was ranked fourth, spoke, sweeping his gaze over everyone indifferently.

He inadvertently glanced at Lin Dong in front, a playful smile on his lips.

It was as if he was telling Lin Dong that with his tenth place on the Prodigy list, he was not worthy of comprehending at the closest star.

The other Prodigies remained silent, indicating their agreement. Their eyes inexplicably looked at Lin Dong and Dao Qingchen, wondering if there would be a chance to see a Dragon and Tiger fight?

In fact, even before Luo Wuyou spoke.

Dao Qingchen, who was ranked first, had already sat on the star closest to the galaxy, as if he didn't want to waste a single moment of Cultivation time.

“Dao Qingchen!”

“Still so self-willed?”

The other Prodigies snorted, as if they understood Dao Qingchen’s personality well, and said no more.

They couldn't defeat him, so what could they do?

Only Lin Dong stopped, frowning slightly.

If they chose by ranking, he would be at the farthest and most useless star, which he was unwilling to accept.

I disagree!

Just then, a cold snort sounded: “What are you, Luo Wuyou? What you say doesn’t count. I’ve taken your spot, let’s fight!”

“Big Brother, let me do it. He’s not worthy of you personally making a move.”

Lin Dong was about to make a move when he saw Yang Dianfeng smile at him from beside him and immediately rushed out.

Lin Dong was surprised. Yang Dianfeng was indeed hot-tempered, starting a fight without a word.

Lin Dong was not in a hurry either. He might as well see how much Yang Dianfeng had improved. It wouldn't do for his little brother, Lin Dong, to be too weak.

Hmph!

Luo Wuyou met Yang Dianfeng, a surging spiritual power erupting from him, his Hua Hai Realm eighth-level cultivation exploding.

Yang Dianfeng’s Aura was not at all weaker than his opponent. He was also at the Hua Hai Realm eighth-level, but he possessed a sharp Sword Intent, which even other Prodigies had to look at sideways.

The two immediately started a great battle.

Luo Wuyou had originally looked down on Yang Dianfeng, this guy at the bottom of the rankings.

But the more he fought, the more alarmed he became. This was not a tenth-ranked Cultivator; the pressure he exerted was no less than facing the top three on the Prodigy list.

“You have some skill, but not much!”

“I don’t have time to play with you anymore. Let’s decide the outcome with one strike.”

Luo Wuyou’s expression was solemn. He didn’t want to drag it out any longer, and his entire Aura surged.

A Magic Treasure lamp, radiating immeasurable divine light, flew out from him, its brilliant glow stretching for miles. Intent poured down like rain, as if to engulf Yang Dianfeng’s figure.

“Insignificant trick!”

“Watch me cut it down with one sword!”

Yang Dianfeng unleashed a terrifying Sword Intent, like a peerless Magic Treasure sword appearing, and a remarkably sharp sword light slashed out.

Buzz!

The sword light swept across, and the Magic Treasure lamp split into two.

Luo Wuyou suffered a heavy blow, flying backward on the spot, spitting out a mouthful of fresh blood, looking at Yang Dianfeng in disbelief: “How is your Sword Intent so strong?”

“Luo Wuyou, you’re just too weak.”

Yang Dianfeng glanced at him indifferently, “You rely on Magic Treasure, which is ultimately external force. How can you contend with my supreme Sword Intent that I comprehended?”

“Big Brother, I didn’t embarrass you, did I?”

Yang Dianfeng, who had been aloof, grinned when he came before Lin Dong, “Luo Wuyou’s spot is yours.”

“As for Luo Wuyou, you’d better go sit on the last star. Any objections?”

“You… you’re going too far.” Luo Wuyou wanted to protest, but thinking of Yang Dianfeng’s strike just now, he felt powerless.

“You’re quite sensible.”

Lin Dong felt like laughing a little. Having a little brother was indeed good; he didn’t need to handle such small matters himself: “Not bad, you didn’t embarrass your Big Brother.”

“However, I don’t fancy this spot. You keep it yourself.”

Lin Dong patted Yang Dianfeng’s shoulder, signaling him to step back. It was his turn to show off: “The spot I’m eyeing is the one closest to the galaxy!”

… …