439: Chapter 439 Senior Sister Yun Miaomiao!

"Need to be even stronger."

He tightened his grip on the long spear, the light in his eyes resolute.

A flash of light.

His figure had already appeared on the forty-fourth floor.

The forty-fourth floor's opponent was still at the mid-fifth grade.

This time, it was a blue humanoid figure.

With the combat experience from the forty-third floor and the support of the perfected-level Gold Splitting Spear, this battle was actually much easier than the previous one.

After a few moves, the blue humanoid figure exploded with a boom.

Forty-fifth floor.

The moment Qin Yan stepped in, he felt a terrifying aura rushing towards him.

In the center of the platform, a green figure stood quietly.

It was a small green figure, surrounded by a rich aura of life.

It stood there quietly, yet seemed to merge with the entire world, giving off an oppressive feeling of being immovable and invincible.

Immediately after, an overwhelmingly powerful surge of blood and qi erupted from the green figure!

The strength and abundance of that blood and qi were like a vast, boundless ocean!

Just the pressure from its aura forced Qin Yan's body to involuntarily stagger back several steps, almost losing his balance!

"It really is late-fifth grade!

This is impossible to fight."

Qin Yan's expression was extremely grave.

Qin Yan gave a bitter smile.

The gap was too large.

He had fought with all his might just to barely defeat a mid-fifth grade opponent. Facing a late-fifth grade was simply not on the same level.

The green figure raised its hand and casually slapped out.

A cyan-green palm imprint, blotting out the sky, pressed down towards Qin Yan.

Qin Yan didn't even have the thought to resist—he couldn't anyway.

"Boom!"

Light exploded.

Qin Yan's figure was blasted out of the Secret Realm Tower.

...

Outside the Secret Realm Tower, the familiar space.

Qin Yan sat cross-legged, eyes closed, regulating his breathing.

Inside his body, blood and qi churned, and true qi circulated, slowly repairing the minor injuries from the battle.

A long time passed.

Qin Yan opened his eyes. The divine light in his pupils was restrained, and his aura had already stabilized.

Then he stood up, taking one last look at the towering pagoda.

He turned, took a step, and left the area.

...

Six Courts.

Alchemy Room.

"Little Junior Brother, you're amazing, actually getting selected by Taixuan Academy."

Lu Youyou blinked her lively eyes, looking quite lovely.

Those eyes seemed filled with starlight, now shining brightly as she looked at Qin Yan.

Taixuan Academy—she had only heard snippets about those four words from her grandfather in her early years.

Whenever the old man mentioned it back then, a strange light would always flicker in his cloudy old eyes.

Like gazing at a peak forever beyond reach.

Lu Youyou didn't know much about Taixuan Academy, but she clearly remembered one thing: back then, her grandfather and Grandpa Xiao Shan both wanted to go to Taixuan Academy, but neither succeeded in the end.

You have to know, that old man of hers had eyes higher than the heavens; usually, when talking about so-called geniuses, he'd always curl his lip in disdain.

Could a place he wanted to go to be simple?

"So, Little Junior Brother,"

Lu Youyou patted Qin Yan's shoulder with a giggle, "to be chosen by a place like that, you really are incredible!

When you make it big in the future, don't forget your little senior sister, okay!"

"Definitely." Qin Yan nodded with a smile. He was already used to Little Senior Sister Lu Youyou's habit of patting his shoulder.

"Little Yan, you did very well."

Xiao Huo's voice came from the side, gentle yet unable to conceal his relief.

He nodded, his gaze towards Qin Yan full of satisfaction.

But then, an extremely faint trace of loss welled up in the depths of that gaze.

He hadn't taught this disciple of his much.

Thinking of this, Xiao Huo couldn't help but feel a little dazed.

After Qin Yan entered the sect, apart from initially guiding him through the basics of alchemy and occasionally answering some cultivation questions, he hadn't been able to provide much substantial guidance.

Over this past year or so, most of what the other possessed was the result of his own hard work and struggle.

As for his six senior brothers and sisters before him, he had taught them well, each inheriting his superb alchemy skills.

Even Lu Youyou, who entered the sect at the same time as Qin Yan, had already reached the fourth stage alchemist level after his guidance during this period.

This made him feel like he was a rather failed teacher.

But failure aside, seeing his disciples grow made him happy.

This sense of loss only flashed by, soon replaced by deeper relief.

Xiao Huo looked at Qin Yan, a smile at the corners of his eyes and brows: "Little Yan, in a while, your senior brothers and sisters will all return. We'll stay then and see you off together."

At this point, his tone carried a hint of nostalgia.

He knew a bit more about Taixuan Academy than Lu Youyou.

That academy standing at the core of myriad realms had recruitment standards so strict they could be called harsh.

Every student admitted was one who stood out from hundreds of millions of martial artists, each one a dragon among men.

The academic term was also four years. After graduating in four years, they would return to their hometowns.

And those with outstanding results could stay at the academy and take up positions there.

And these people could then be called members of Taixuan Academy.

Those dispatched back to their hometowns did not belong to Taixuan Academy.

Xiao Huo had once heard a saying—being able to enter Taixuan Academy was equivalent to having one foot in the Taixuan Holy Land;

being able to stay at Taixuan Academy was equivalent to having your entire person step into that place countless cultivators dream of.

Moreover, he had also heard that those with extremely outstanding results after the four-year graduation could apparently compete for the legendary positions of Taixuan Academy's Holy Son and Holy Daughter.

However, he wasn't sure about the truth of this piece of news.

That level of existence was already beyond his reach.

Even rumors only dared to circulate cautiously in private.

"Alright, Teacher."

Qin Yan nodded, his voice as calm as ever, but a trace of warmth flashed in the depths of his eyes.

Fifth Senior Brother Fang Da had helped him at the Hundred Herbs Hall earlier, fiercely venting his anger for him.

Fourth Senior Brother Chu Feng's kindness in gifting him pills back then, he had always kept in mind.

Third Senior Sister Ye Hongxiao, before the Hidden Dragon Assembly, had explained the rules in detail for him, analyzed opponents, saving him many detours.

Second Senior Brother had even directly gifted him precious grandmaster true blood...

Although he hadn't met his senior brothers and sisters many times, he truly felt the warmth of the master-disciple bond between them.

Of course, the one he got along with best was still Little Senior Sister Lu Youyou.

Thinking of this, Qin Yan glanced sideways at Lu Youyou.

Lu Youyou was currently looking down, her fingers unconsciously twisting the corner of her clothes, lost in thought.

The light from the Alchemy Room shone on her face, her long eyelashes casting a small shadow, making her pretty face seem a bit forlorn.

Qin Yan roughly knew in his heart that she was reluctant to part, just as he was reluctant to leave this place.

"What a pity, still haven't met Eldest Senior Sister Yun Miaomiao."

Qin Yan sighed inwardly.

From entering the sect until now, he had only heard her name, never seen her person.

Not only had Qin Yan not seen her, even Teacher Xiao Huo and the other senior brothers and sisters hadn't seen Eldest Senior Sister for a very, very long time.

Every time they contacted her, Eldest Senior Sister said she was busy.

Seems like she was handling something very important.

But what exactly it was, no one knew.